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Chapter 277 The President of the Southern Confederacy is shocked! Wang Shouren: The country of Ming Dynasty two hundred years later?!

Richmond, capital of the Confederate States of 1865.

It is already December, and heavy snow is falling. Richmond is already covered in silver. The cold weather is as chilly as the hearts of everyone in the Confederate States.

In Richmond's City Hall, Confederate President Davis, Vice President Alexander Stephens, Confederate Commander-in-Chief Robert Lee, and governors of several slave states gathered around a fireplace, unable to feel any heat.

"Mr. President, the Union Army is now approaching Richmond. All four directions are blocked by the Union Army. The Union Army has at least 300,000 troops and has surrounded us in Richmond. Now...if we don't take effective action, I'm afraid that our Confederacy will not be able to survive this winter!"

"At the same time, because of the Northern Army's reckless attack, our logistical supply lines have been completely cut off by them. Ammunition and food are now in serious shortage... A large number of soldiers have already tended to surrender..."

At this time, General Robert Lee, commander-in-chief of the Union Forces, spoke, and his serious words broke the cold silence.

"Are they crazy?!"

"Is Lincoln crazy? Why don't they play by the rules?"

"Are you so impatient to have a decisive battle with us?"

"Do they have such strong mobilization and organizational capabilities?"

Davis was finally forced by the tremendous pressure to roar loudly, but... it was of no use except making generals such as Robert Lee frown.

"Or... President, let's surrender!"

"In this battle...we may really not be able to defeat the Northern Army!"

"The Northern Army's logistical supplies far surpass ours..."

"At the same time, President Lincoln's Emancipation Proclamation... also made the black slaves here flee to the Northern Army at all costs, and even join the Northern Army to fight against us..."

The consequences soon became apparent, and Vice President Stephens even made direct suggestions.

"Yes... President, let's surrender! In the current situation, unless we break out to Yorktown, otherwise... if we continue to wait, we can only wait for a steady stream of reinforcements from the Northern Army, and our reinforcements will definitely not be able to break through their defenses!"

"Yes! President...surrender! Our Confederate States...now seems to have no hope of victory!"

"Retreating to Yorktown... the result will probably be the same as more than 80 years ago, when the British army retreated to the small town of Yorktown and eventually surrendered! Our navy is far from being a match for the Northern Army. Yorktown... is actually a dead end."

Once the vice president expressed his willingness to surrender, the governors of other states also began to show their willingness to fight.

The truth is that everyone now is smart and has seen the current situation and is powerless to reverse it.

"Shut up! Shut up!"

"Can we surrender? They want to free the slaves!"

"No! It's not just about freeing the slaves. Even if Lincoln and his people are willing to let us go! With so many slaves, are they willing to let us go?"

"We have no way out!"

This collective act of surrender obviously broke through Davis' psychological defenses. Everyone could surrender, except him!

Because he knew clearly that as the culprit of all this, he would only die if he surrendered.

His loud roar caused the entire place to fall silent again.

There was no way to surrender, and there was no chance of winning by fighting. Pessimism once again filled the room.

"Lee! How many troops do we have in Richmond? Can we break through to Yorktown?"

Davis naturally couldn't give up and looked at Robert Lee again.

"President, right now in Richmond... we have 50,000 to 60,000 troops available, including militia. If..."

Facing Davis's expectant eyes, Robert Lee could only bite the bullet and say, "If we want to break out, this snowy day is actually an opportunity. The enemy's guns and artillery may be affected by the snowy day. As long as we grit our teeth, we should be able to break out in the snowy night... But the price may be the loss of more than 70% of the soldiers. If all these soldiers are gone, we will have no chance of winning..."

Robert Lee naturally had military talent, and he was also aware of the current situation. Although the snow was not favorable, it was even more disadvantageous to the Northern Army and was actually an advantage for them.

"James! Can William replicate Franklin's miracle... Can he really convince Britain, France, the Netherlands... Any country will do, come and help us! If not, even Prussia will do!"

Davis looked at Secretary of the Treasury James again, trying to grasp at straws as much as possible. Because he had previously sent their Confederate Secretary of State to visit Europe, hoping to imitate Franklin's request for European soldiers to come down and help them.

At present they really need external help.

"President, William and the others haven't sent back any news yet..." James could only answer with a bitter face, knowing what Davis was planning.

"President... Britain and France have already expressed neutrality... This is the greatest support for us. Moreover, President Washington and President Adams refused to pay their debts afterwards. It is obvious that they are afraid that we will default on our debts after helping us to establish the Confederacy... In addition, France is currently on guard against Prussia, and Britain has also spent too much energy in Asia... If we calculate based on their losses in the War of Independence... Their assistance to us... is difficult..."

Vice President Stephens was obviously very good at pouring cold water on Davis, once again extinguishing the fire of hope.

Moreover, what people say makes sense. Obviously, there will never be another person as good as Louis XVI.

Help them establish the United States of America at all costs.

The road back then had been blocked by our predecessors.

"Damn it! Damn it! This is not allowed, and that is not allowed...Does our Alliance deserve to be destroyed?"

Davis started cursing again and even wanted to hit someone.

His angry curse made the whole audience depressed again.

However, at this moment, the door suddenly opened, and Secretary of the Interior McClelland ran in quickly: "President! President, someone wants to see you!"

"No!" Davis refused without thinking.

"No, President! You must meet this person! Because he is... from the Northern Army! Grant!" the Secretary of the Interior added again.

Robert Lee was shocked when he heard this: "What? Grant...where is he?"

Yes, Robert Lee was shocked. As Grant's direct opponent and enemy, how could he not understand Grant?

But he never expected that Grant would show up.

Moreover, it appeared at this time, which was like an international joke.

"So...Robert, are you surprised to see an old friend?"

Five minutes later, Davis, Robert Lee and a group of people met Grant in a room.

At this time, Grant was very cynical and had a strong heart. He was in the center of the enemy, but he seemed like the master.

Seeing the two people coming, he sat slowly in front of the stove, made coffee himself, and then gave Robert Lee a long-lost smile.

"You... Grant? Why do you... look a lot older than you did in the newspaper?"

Robert Lee suppressed his shock, spoke first to respond, and then looked at Grant carefully.

Because the Grant in front of him... gave him a very different temperament and feeling.

"Mr. President...would you like to have a cup of coffee?"

Grant raised his coffee and invited Davis, then said, "General Robert, you haven't fought in a long time, so you look a little haggard."

After this pun was uttered, Davis could not stand.

"Grant! How did you get here?"

"Are you sure you are alone...what conspiracy are you Northern Army planning again!"

Davis looked at Grant with a wary look on his face. He was really a frightened bird. He couldn't help but open the window and take a peek outside.

"Mr. President, stop looking, I'm alone! I'm here to give you a gift!"

Grant immediately dispelled Davis's suspicion, took a sip of coffee, and invited again: "Mr. President, General Robert, would you like a cup of hot coffee? This is coffee from the future!"

The Grant of today is naturally the Grant from 1879.

"Gift?"

Robert sat down directly opposite Grant: "What good intentions do you have?"

"Yes! Grant, we don't need your gifts!" Davis blushed when he saw that Robert was not afraid. He sat opposite Grant but did not dare to drink the coffee.

"Tell me, what do you want to do here?"

Grant ignored him and glanced at the side: "Mr. President, I didn't prepare so much coffee. Here, there are only three servings."

"Stephens, you guys leave first." Davis said.

Although the vice president and his group felt strange, they still left the room. In an instant, there were only... five people left in the room, and two soldiers, looking at Grant warily.

"Are you two afraid of me being alone? I don't have any guns..."

Grant looked at the two soldiers again and lifted up his coats to prove it.

"You guys go out for a while too." Robert said to the two soldiers.

The two soldiers looked at Davis hesitantly.

"Listen to your general." Davis nodded. The two soldiers also walked out decisively.

"Tell me, Grant, what's the matter! Don't try to persuade us to surrender! We will never surrender!" After everyone left, Davis spoke first and was the first to clearly express his attitude.

This made Robert Lee look at him strangely. President, you are trying to hide your true intention.

Do you really not want to surrender, or are you pretending not to surrender?

"No, no, no... President Davis, we will not accept your surrender." Grant shook his head.

Davis' face turned pale and his body became a little stiff: "You...you..."

"Haha... I won't tease you anymore! On the contrary, we are here to surrender!"

Grant smiled and took out a letter: "President Davis, this is a handwritten letter from President Lincoln. After reading it, you will know why I came!"

Grant placed the letter casually on the table.

The room was filled with silence, and Grant and Robert Lee looked at each other.

“Lincoln’s letter?”

"What letter?" Davis didn't dare to open it.

"You'll know when you see it for yourself..."

Instead, Grant picked up his coffee, stood up, and strolled around the room again, looking curiously at the exhibits in the room. He felt indescribably relaxed and comfortable, with no sign of fear at all.

"Grant, you..."

Robert Lee saw that Davis had opened the letter, so he stood up and wanted to have a chat with Grant.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, he heard Davis's surprised cry: "What? President Lincoln wants to surrender to our Confederacy!? God! What a joke!"

Robert Lee turned around and saw Davis's expression as if he had seen a ghost.

He quickly turned to look at Grant. Grant had obviously expected this scene. A camera appeared in his hand and perfectly recorded Davis' expression at the moment.

"Haha... President Davis, your expression is really wonderful!"

"This trip was really not in vain."

Grant put away his camera, then motioned to the two of them, saying with a smile, "You continue..."

"President, what's going on?" Robert Lee no longer cared about Grant's actions and quickly looked at Davis.

"Robert, Robert, you...look for yourself..."

Davis handed the letter directly to Robert with trembling hands, and picked up the coffee with trembling hands, wanting to take a sip to calm down.

However, he failed to lift the coffee several times and ended up scalding himself. But he didn't care at all and finally picked up the coffee and took a sip with difficulty.

There was no way, this news was too shocking for him, especially since he had just reached the bottom of his heart and now he was so high.

The ups and downs of life happened too fast and he could hardly accept it.

"President Lincoln...will lead nearly 15,000 troops to formally surrender to us at nine o'clock tonight..."

At this time, Robert had quickly finished reading the letter.

After reading it, his reaction was not as bad as Davis'. Instead, he looked at Grant in disbelief: "Grant, this letter, no... President Lincoln is telling the truth. This is not a joke! How could such a thing happen?"

"Nothing is impossible. Am I not here? Don't you believe it?"

Grant shrugged, still looking relaxed, as if the matter was a trivial matter.

"But...Kewei, why? He, isn't he just serving as the president of your federation...and, why does he have to surrender to us...even God wouldn't dare to arrange such a thing." Davis asked intermittently, his eyes full of desire and confusion.

"Some people can arrange things that God cannot arrange," Grant said meaningfully.

"Why...this, this...is this a trick of yours, Grant?" Robert Lee didn't believe it either. He wouldn't even dare to think about it in his dreams.

"Tricky or not, you don't have anything to lose anyway, right?"

"Won't we know the result by nine o'clock tonight?"

Grant did not give a direct answer, but asked: "Can't you even wait until nine o'clock tonight and want to counterattack our army?"

"Nine p.m……"

Davis and Robert Lee looked at each other and saw doubt and uncertainty in each other's eyes.

How can they believe this?
……

"Oh, Grant has successfully penetrated into the interior of the South?"

At Harrison Fort, when Wang Shouren was numb and shocked, Zhu Houzhao's voice came to his ears.

"Oh my god, what is this place!?"

"Your Majesty...where did you take us?"

Then, a thousand soldiers looked at Zhu Houzhao in unison, all in an uproar.

Even Xu Pengju, who was wearing a dragon robe at this moment, was looking at the snowy scene around him with shock and surprise.

"Be quiet! What composure! Didn't His Majesty tell us before we came here? No matter what happens, we must maintain military discipline! Be quiet... You are now representing the Ming army!"

Zhu Houzhao spoke loudly and decisively, and after this shout, the thousand soldiers gradually calmed down.

His eyes narrowed, and Xu Pengju also reacted.

Then... he happened to meet Lincoln, Jackson, Jefferson, Washington, Roosevelt, and Wilson.

"Hello, you all! Dear presidents..."

Under the pressure of Zhu Houzhao, Xu Pengju gritted his teeth and greeted Lincoln.

To be honest, this performance somewhat disappointed Zhu Houzhao.

[Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao: Unbelievable! I really came to a strange time and space...Lincoln!? Washington, who are you? Can you find someone to guide me? All this makes me feel incredible! ]

Fortunately, there was no need to worry about Xu Pengju’s performance. Zhu Houzhao immediately spoke in the group and dispelled the doubts.

【Meishuzu Lincoln: Your Majesty Li, oh, no, Your Majesty Zhu, don't worry, I have found your people to do the translation. 】

"Walk……"

He pulled Wang Shouren and followed him, pretending to be the personal guard behind Xu Pengju. He had already seen that Li Yewei from China was the translator again.

"Are you His Majesty Zhengde? Hello... I'm Li Yewei, the translator here!"

"Your Majesty, let me introduce you to the presidents in front of you..."

"This is President Lincoln..."

"Hello, hello, hello...where on earth is this place?"

Xu Pengju could only follow Li Yewei woodenly and meet each president one by one.

At this time, Zhu Houzhao could only thank the language barrier, otherwise, Xu Pengju's performance would really be exposed.

But at least he followed the whole process. Except for being a little unnatural at the beginning, Xu Pengju finally relaxed when he found that they couldn't understand what he was saying, and began to get into the role of Zhu Houzhao.

"Zhu, General, where on earth is this place?"

It was not until they were invited by Lincoln and his team to the warm camp that Wang Shouren, who was shocked all the way, began to ask Zhu Houzhao.

"Yes! Your Majesty, what on earth is this place?!"

"I was almost scared to death just now!"

Xu Pengju also asked a series of questions. Since they were the only ones in the camp room, he could finally relax.

"Xu Pengju, look at you! If I hadn't been exposed, I would still need you..."

"I'll just tell you straight away!"

"This is another country two hundred years after our Ming Dynasty. We are here as reinforcements to watch the fun."

"Isn't there a Li Yewei sent over there? You can go find him and find out more about the situation."

Zhu Houzhao also revealed accurate information to Wang Shouren, looking at him expectantly: "You can try to learn their language in the next period of time and see how long it will take you to figure out this world."

"The world two hundred years from now..."

Xu Pengju and Wang Shouren were stunned.

(End of this chapter)