Chapter 723 The United States-North Korea Alliance is unbreakable

When the people on the Port Pier in New York were cheering like a tide, Hong Ren was also observing the large foreign city with tall buildings and chimneys in front of him. Although the population of New York is not much higher than that of Tianjin and Suzhou,

Guangzhou and Shanghai, but the smoke emitting black smoke here is more than the four "first-tier cities" of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, including Tianjing, Suzhou, Guangzhou and Shanghai!

If we compare New York's industrial strength with Asahi Japan, it would be more than enough to reach the two countries with one city!

This is just one of the many industrial cities in the United States!

If the industrial strength of the entire United States is combined... it will be so powerful that it is unimaginable!

What made Hong Ren even more unbelievable is that the United States not only has strong industry, but also has strong agriculture. It is too much wheat to eat and too much cotton to supply the whole world. It is not a big deal to eat and wear here.

Moreover.:::::.There are mines at home in the United States! There are so many gold mines, silver mines, and oil mines, which is simply unreasonable!

"Your Highness Gan King, the salute is ready." Zheng Yongning's voice suddenly came from behind, interrupting King Hong Gan's thoughts.

The "Oriental" tube strap was wearing a half-middle-and-a-half-British naval uniform, and the sword hanging around his waist was a Japanese-style sabre. It is said that his ancestor Zheng Zhilong used it to chop people when he was engaged in free trade between Japan and the Ming Dynasty.

Twenty-four 32-pound front-mounted rifled guns produced by the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau fired together, and smoke sprayed out from both sides of the "Oriental" ironclad ship.

New York citizens expressed their feelings again: If there were such iron-armored voyages in the north, why would they be afraid of slave owners in the south?

More than a hundred Japanese sailors from the Korean Heavenly Kingdom lined up on the Shinban of the "Oriental". Everyone was wearing semi-Chinese and semi-British military uniforms. The rifles in the hands of the sailors also had vermilion ribbons, which looked particularly eye-catching on the black warship.

Major General Perry's mouth twitched. Now it's only twenty years since the whites used strong ships to bombard the closed door of East Asian civilization! The ironclad ship of East Asian civilization drove to New York Harbor.::::.In another thirty or forty years, by the end of the 19th century, God knows what will be coming from East Asia to the coastline of the United States?

"When the morning star first appeared in the waves of the Pacific Ocean, God, Heavenly Father, blows an equal soul into every living being.

Whether it was the black brothers wearing cotton picking on the Mississippi River or the coolies crawling on the Yangtze River with the sun, the same blood flowed in their backs!" When Major General Perry was still heartbroken for the whites to bombard the door of the Eastern world with strong ships and guns, Hong Ren's Oxford English was already echoing on the dock.

"The slave owners in the southern United States said that freedom is a natural human rights, but they used a whip to drive black slaves into their cotton plantation. The Emperor of Qing Dynasty made Emperor Yi, but made Guangxi miners turn into bones in the dark mine cave. Today we came across the sea to let the water of the two oceans wash away the locks in this world!" He paused for a moment, looked at the smoke pillars of the Brooklyn factory. It was really a powerful country with luck! Hong Ren suddenly raised his voice and shouted loudly: "When a free America and a heaven that liberated North Korea and Japan's oppressed people united, God's glory will surely shine on the whole world!"

There was thunderous applause again.

Workers on the docks took off their caps to cheer for the upcoming victory, while the gentlemen of Wall Street applauded the bonds issued by the North Federal that were about to rise.::::

Fifth Avenue, New York.

North Korean soldiers carrying the "Rice Ear Cross Flag" lined up to follow the convertible carriages that Hong Ren, Lin Qirong, Morgan, Wells and Seward were riding together to the temporary presidential palace. On both sides of the street, cheering crowds were still crowded. People from North Korean Heaven took the opportunity to further observe the American city that made them incredible.

Yamamoto looked at the brick buildings on Fifth Avenue, and his hands holding the knife were shaking slightly. He could not remember how many chimneys were emitting rolling black smoke along the way, nor could he tell how many brick buildings he saw like a Japanese castle. But one thing is certain that all the "cities" in Japan combined are not as good as those on a street in New York...

Nagashiro Yuemon suddenly pulled his sleeve: "Look at that monster that will smoke!" As he looked, a steam pile driver was rumbling to knock a thick wooden pile into the ground.

As the carriage crossed Broadway Street, Lin Qirong lowered his voice: "Your Highness, you can't even count the smoke and braised rice in New York... It seems we're right!"

Hong Ren nodded gently: "This is all the arrangements of the Karl Heavenly Master, and it is impossible to be wrong... The Civil War in the United States will win the North! So now we must help us in time and strive to reach an "alliance" with the Northern Government of the United States. We must sign the "US-North Korea Alliance"!"

In front of the interim presidential palace, Lincoln's slender figure stood side by side with Hong Ren's short and fat figure. When the Korean sailor walked by stepping by the beat of "Navy Soul", the president suddenly turned to Wells and said, "These oriental brave eyes remind me of the best graduates of West Point Military Academy.::::" Before he finished speaking, Zheng Yongning, who was walking in the front of the queue, suddenly drew his sword out of the sheath, pointed at Yunxiao with a sharp blade, shouting: "List... Decide!"

Two hundred short Japanese sailors from the North Korean Heavenly Kingdom and the same number of tall U.S. Marines have been listed in two teams in the square in front of the Presidential Palace, ready to be reviewed by the President of the United States and the King of Heavenly Kingdom.

"When the Stars and Stripes and the Rice Ear Cross Flag meet on the Hudson River, what we see is not the difference between yellow and white skin, but the decisive battle between free fire and autocratic darkness!" After completing the review of the ritual nature, President Lincoln, who was determined to make the United States great, began his speech again, "Just just as the Prophet Moses separates the water of the Red Sea, today's alliance between North Korea and the United States will surely split the ocean of oppression and prejudice!"

A hint of mockery suddenly appeared in his tone: "Just last week, the Charleston planters were still mocking us for not being able to afford warships. But today, these iron and steel troops who came across the sea proved that justice never fought alone!" The president's tuxedo was blown by the autumn wind, "When our descendants asked about this early September morning,

We can proudly say: On that bridge of freedom across the two oceans, America and North Korea will always stand shoulder to shoulder!"

When Lincoln's eardrums were trembling with cheers, Hong Renzheng was calculating in his mind how much benefits he should find Americans.:::

When dusk fell, Hong Ren stood in front of the window of the Waldorf As the news boy downstairs was selling his name: "The Kingdom of North Korea recognizes the Northern Government!" He looked at Manhattan where the gas lights were gradually on, and whispered to Lin Qirong: "Please arrange for us to visit Columbia College...:::. I heard that it is the best university in the United States. If we want to learn industrialization in the United States, we can't just buy machines, but we have to learn other people's science!"

Charleston, O'Hara Manor.

On the terrace of the mansion, Xianfeng sat cross-legged on the Persian carpet, holding a lit Cuban cigar in his hand: "If you want to talk about the way of treating slaves, the ancestral craftsmanship of the Qing Dynasty is better than the whip of your white master!"

The conscientious prince of the Cherkasky family has received a good education and can fully understand Xianfeng's English. He also knows some things about China, and now he is quite affectionate about his Chinese counterparts: "Davarishi,

Isn’t your Eight Banners system a replica of our country’s serf village?”

"Reprint?" Xianfeng's face squeezed out a sneer smile, "Your serfdom is so rough! It's incomparable to the Eight Banners and Coated Slaves of the Qing Dynasty...:.:" He shouted at the cigar flue, "According to the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty,

The masters of the United States can be divided into eight banners in total. Among them, the masters of the Zhengbai Banner are pure-bred Germanic, Ansas, Slavic, and Spanish mixed-race. The masters of the Zhengbai Banner belong to us. The man in the Yellow and White Decent People, and the Yellow Flag is a mixed-race yellow and white; the man in the Zhengbai Banner is equipped with Indians, while the Xianghong Flag is an Indian mixed-race; the man in the Zhengbai Banner is of course a black master, and the Xianghei Banner is a mixed-race black master. In theory, everyone has a master...

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A slightly drunken voice from the shadow of the terrace suddenly came from Master O'Hara: "You yellow-skinned monkeys deserve to be on par with us white people?"

"I didn't say that!" Xianfeng turned his head and glared at O'Hara who was talking nonsense after drinking too much, "What I said is that in theory, everyone has a master to do! Zhengheiqi and Xiangheiqi are also masters!"

"What?" O'Hara glared, "Can black slaves be masters? Are they worthy?"

Xianfeng smiled: "Black slaves are slaves! Black flags are masters like white flags...:::: Everyone who is a slave in the world envys the master and wants to be masters!" He warned the Russian prince who looked vicious but kind, "Davasili, you think serfs want freedom... But in fact, serfs want to be serf masters! The reason why serfs are difficult to govern is that you who are serf masters have sealed the passage of serfs' ascending channels and prevented serfs from becoming serf masters! You are abolishing the serf system now, it is better to give serfs the front line of opportunities to be serf masters."

Vasily touched his furry chest, and the beating conscience inside seemed very uneasy.

Xianfeng said again: "You are suddenly abolition of slavery, giving people freedom, but not giving people a way to rise. You still think that you will find yourself conscience, sooner or later, you will provoke the Maoist version of Chen Sheng, Wu Guang, Xiang Yu and Liu Bang!"

Vasily turned around and asked Tupolev: "Who are the "two" of Chen Sheng, Wu Guang, Xiang Yu and Liu Bang? Are they serfs from the ancient Chinese uprising?"

When Tupolev was trying hard to recall Chinese history, Xianfeng said to O'Hara: "Gerald,
Chapter completed!