The sun never sets in America

Chapter 39 After the War
"Hey, how long will this work last..." In Liujiabao, a worker was constantly installing muskets in the workshop. While splicing the barrel and gun body together, he looked at the same people beside him. The fellow workers complained that since the war started, they had been working day and night, working in shifts, without any chance or time to rest. They had to rush to sleep. It was okay at the beginning, but this time Over time, complaints will inevitably occur.

"Who knows, maybe it lasts for a year or not." Lu An, a worker beside him who was wrapping the new gun with gun oil, replied while applying gun oil.

"How many people will die in one year? If we don't go to the battlefield in the end, wouldn't all these people be dead?" When he heard that the war might last for a year, the worker named Ark immediately exploded. He opened the pot and shouted loudly, attracting the attention of everyone in the workshop.

"Probably not. Even if we die, we won't die much. After all, haven't we trained many mighty camps?" Lu An didn't have much worry about this. Although he was only a small worker, he could also see the above The idea is to try to arm a mighty battalion of Indians to fight against the white Mexicans, so as to ensure the stability of their Chinese population to the greatest extent.

In fact, since the war began, the number of Chinese in Liujiabao has increased instead of decreasing. The biggest reason for this is the opening up of honorary Chinese and the promotion of a group of Indians who have been in Liujiabao for a long time to become Chinese. This kind of The seemingly radical, but actually very methodical, assimilation policy effectively helped Liujiabao's Chinese population not to decline during the war, but to further improve it.

At present, the number of promoted Chinese and honorary Chinese alone is close to half of the orthodox Chinese. If Liu Yan was not afraid of demographic problems, the number of Chinese and honorary Chinese would be even greater.

In addition, the number of Indian tribes who have taken refuge in Liujiapu alone exceeds 5, and this number is still rising.

In this era where mechanization has not become widespread, manpower is the greatest advantage. Even for the British Empire, the overlord of this era that has completed the first industrial revolution, manpower is still an indispensable resource.

Just like if the British Empire lost India, would the British Empire still be able to dominate and control the world as it does now? ?
"It's dinner, it's dinner..."

While several workers were discussing, there was a familiar sound of cooking outside the workshop.

"Your..." The cook with a white towel on his shoulders and a vest took a spoon and poured a spoonful of egg drop soup into the worker's bowl. "As mentioned above today, everyone has worked hard these days. I'll add a few more vegetables." The cook poured a large spoonful of braised pork into another bowl of the workers and shouted to the workers who were still queuing behind him. Then he poured a large spoonful of braised fish fillets into another bowl. Into the plate prepared by the workers.

"There are some steamed buns over there, take them after you finish eating." After finishing the dishes, the cook pointed to the steamed buns placed in the steamer aside and said to the worker holding the rice bowl and dinner plate in front of him, "Come on, come on, next... ..." After the workers left, the cook immediately called to the workers behind to get food.

"I'm talking about Lu An, do you think we can win this time?" Ark carried the plate and bowl to the dining table opposite Lu An, and while chewing the steamed buns, asked about the current battle situation, "I think we can win, after all. I heard that these Mexican white ghosts sent tens of thousands of people, good guys, tens of thousands of people, one spit of this person can drown people." Lu An picked up a piece of the bowl, a fat but not greasy braised pork. , put it in his mouth, chewed it, and then expressed worry to Lu An in an exaggerated manner. He said he was worried, but his mouth was still full, and there was no trace of worry at all.

"How can there be tens of thousands of people? Who are you listening to nonsense? Those Mexican white ghosts only have 7000 people." When Lu An heard the number of ten thousand people, he frowned and retorted on the spot, "It's just California, not me." Look down on it, those white ghosts can't raise an army of more than ten thousand people." Although Lu An's words are a bit arrogant, they are actually reasonable, because at present, Mexican white people, even those mixed Indo-Europeans, can only There are no more than 10,000+, and they are divided into several groups. The descendants of colonists, that is, pure-blood white people, and the mixed-race people, that is, the mixture of Indian and Spanish white people. Among these, pure-blood white people have the highest status, followed by It’s the poor number of European immigrants every year, and then there are these Indo-Europeans.

Among them, Indo-Europeans account for at least half, and these people seem to be legal citizens of the Republic of Mexico. In fact, the pure-blood white people have always looked down upon them, and secretly called them all kinds of insulting names. , bad-tempered, simply call them bastards.

Such a contradiction directly led to the Indo-European mixed blood. In the war, they often did not work hard. Even when they were attacked by Liujiabao's regular army, they immediately turned into birds and beasts, or even simply surrendered. This also led to even more problems. Because of the pure-blood white people's distrust of these Indo-European mixed-bloods, it also appeared that in some places, when Mexican whites recruited pure-blooded white people, only pure-blooded white people were recruited, while those Indo-European mixed-bloods were used as heavy troops or even as civilian laborers.

Of course, when the military strength was tight, the white Mexicans did not recruit Indo-European mixed-blood soldiers as soldiers to fight against the Liujiapu pagans. However, the repeated resistance movements of Indo-European mixed-race youths to resist military service caused this plan to end without any problem. These people can be included in production and logistics work. As for frontal war, pure-blood white people still have to fight it.

As for bringing in more European immigrants to dilute the mixed Indo-European race and even the number of indigenous Indians, that is also very difficult. It is not that the Republic of Mexico does not want it, but that they are unwilling to come, because there is a better solution in the Americas, that is, the national destiny is at a On the rise, the booming United States of America...

This is something that the Mexican Republic can never do with the American Pila people. This has led to the situation that now the entire California can only pull out [-] white soldiers. This is not caused by Liu Jiabao, but by those Spanish The colonists, and the descendants of the colonists themselves, were responsible for this.

"That's not a lot. How many people do we have in Liujiapu?" After hearing this, Fang Zhou still believed that the white Mexicans were putting a lot of pressure on them.

"I think, otherwise we should forget about peace talks. After all, peace is more valuable!!" Fang Zhou, who still has the consciousness of a small farmer at heart, said to Lu An naively. In his opinion, as long as peace talks are given and part of the benefits are given up, this war will be over. There is no need to continue fighting. Anyway, Liujiapu has already made a lot of money in this Mexican war against California Indians. Not only has it made a name for itself throughout California, but it has also gained so many Indian troops. His strength has gone up several levels, just like a gambler. Now that he has obtained enough chips, there is no need to continue playing. If he continues to play, he will probably spit out all the gains and losses. At that time, the gains will outweigh the losses. This is Ark's view on the current situation. It cannot be said to be wrong, but it is also the type of person who is insensitive to politics and military affairs, or even completely ignorant. "Mexico will not let us go. Even if we temporarily compromise with them, they will eventually kill us. It is better to take advantage of this opportunity and strike first..." Compared to Ark, Lu An was more interested in The current situation is very clear. In his opinion, if the Mexican Republic wants to stabilize its dominance in California and even on the west coast, it will definitely attack their Liujiapu, and even the fuse of this war is the encirclement and suppression of the California Indians. Everyone is trying to pave the way for the next step to break through Liujiabao. This is all very likely to happen, but now because of Liujiabao's early intervention and the capture of Los Angeles, the result has completely changed.

"How do you know? If we fail to defeat those white Mexicans, wouldn't we have lost a good opportunity for peace talks now?" After listening to this, Fang Zhou still stubbornly believed that peace talks were the final solution, and Lu An was so radical. This behavior will only bring disaster to Liujiabao and everyone.

"We will win, we will definitely win..." Lu An's eyes burst out with a gleam that he had never seen before, and he said to Ark with confidence.

"You..." Just when Ark was about to continue to refute what Lu An had just said, a huge cheer suddenly broke out outside.

"We won, we won..."

A worker who ran from the gunpowder workshop to the gun workshop shouted excitedly to everyone in the canteen who was still eating, and stamped his feet excitedly.

"The great victory in Los Angeles. Our army defeated more than [-] white Mexican coalition forces. The commander, Baron Roman, committed suicide..." Another worker held the victory notice that had just been circulated throughout Liujiapu and shouted to everyone in the cafeteria. He thought, with tears streaming down his face because he was too excited.

"Victorious, we won."

"It's over, the war is finally over..."

"Fuck, I don't have to work until late every day anymore."

"I want to go home, I want to go home and see my wife."

In the cafeteria, workers who were excited by the news of the victory in the defense of Los Angeles shouted excitedly. Some even packed their things on the spot and wanted to go home to see their wives. This was common.

Unfortunately, during this period, they were tired and lonely. They had to work and sleep 24 hours a day. Even the time for sleeping was much less than before. They were victorious all of a sudden. Some people even said hello directly. Not too old, so he ran to his home in the town.

"Ark, I have decided that I want to go to Los Angeles. I want to see the Los Angeles that belongs to us..."

Just when the entire cafeteria was in chaos due to the joy of victory, Lu An suddenly turned his head and said solemnly to Fang Zhou, who had just planned to continue arguing with him, with a touch of determination in his eyes.

"I..." Fang Zhou was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak because of what just happened. He only said one sentence when Lu An left the cafeteria door: "Take care, I wish you a safe journey and a bright future."

"You too..." Lu An smiled and turned his head and replied to Ark. The smile at that moment was so bright and passionate.

(End of this chapter)