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Chapter 514: Pray to God and give out eggs! (Please subscribe and vote)

"What did you say? Who's here?" Douglas looked at his nephew in disbelief, his body shaking slightly uncontrollably.

"It's Hong Xiuquan's Taiping Army that has arrived. Alexander Chen, the foreman of the logging camp in the lower Fraser River, has come to deliver the letter in person. He's outside!" Richard's face was pale, and cold sweat was pouring out of his nose. Without waiting for his uncle's order, he shouted to the outside of the door, "Chen, come in quickly!"

"Yes, sir!" With the English reply, a Chinese man wearing a shabby suit, a shabby hat, and a cross around his neck pushed the door open and walked in. He took off his hat and bowed deeply to Douglas: "Good afternoon, Governor."

"Chen, tell my uncle what you know." Richard shouted to the Chinese tramp he had promoted. His Chinese name was Chen Ji. He could speak a little English. It was said that he had worked as a foreman for the British company Jardine Matheson in Shanghai. He lost his job because he offended the Taiping Army and fled to America. He first went to California to pan for gold. Because he believed in the "true God" of foreigners instead of the false God of the Taiping Church, he was excluded by the True Testament believers there. He then wandered to Fort Langley. When he was crying in the church, he was discovered by Richard and taken in as his younger brother.

Chen Ji leaned forward, holding his hat against his chest, and tried to look loyal. "There are eight whaling ships in total, all of them are Taiping troops. They broke into the mouth of the Fraser River yesterday evening. They may not know the way, so they anchored by the river for the night. Tomorrow at the latest, they will definitely find the dock of the Red Pine Lumberyard. There are 500 Guangdong coolies there, and everyone believes in the True Covenant Sect!"

"Everyone believes in the True Covenant Church?" Richard turned his head and looked at Chen Ji with a look of dissatisfaction. "Didn't I ask you to find a way to recruit people into the Anglican Church? Why do so many people believe in the True Covenant Church?"

Chen Ji smiled bitterly and made a circle with his right hand: "Mr. Douglas, they really want to distribute eggs!"

"Eggs?" Richard was confused. "What does this have to do with eggs?"

Chen Ji explained, "If you go to a True Covenant church to listen to sermons, you will be given a fragrant tea egg and a bowl of rice! The True Covenant North American Diocese has invested in chicken farms, vegetable gardens, pig farms, and rice farms near Fort Langley. Now the eggs, chicken, vegetables, and rice in Fort Langley, Fort Vancouver, and Fort Victoria are all supplied by farms invested by the True Covenant! So they have plenty of eggs and rice to attract believers. The Anglican Church can't compare at all."

Even Luo Yaoguo, who made the decision to spread the God Worshipping Church to America, might not have imagined that in just two or three years, the God Worshipping Church, or the True Covenant Church, would have grown into the most powerful sect on the west coast of North America, without a doubt.

The main reason why the True Covenant Sect is so powerful is that they, or more precisely, their Chinese believers, have mastered the productivity!
Although the white people in America have industrialization, Wall Street, oil, and slave plantations, they are on the East Coast. The white people on the West Coast are all focused on digging for gold. Who would want to do those hard-earned jobs when there is gold to dig? Therefore, almost all the people engaged in production on the West Coast are Chinese and Japanese sent by the True Covenant Japanese Mission.

Moreover, most of the production tools and raw materials on the West Coast were shipped from China and Japan. Needless to say, the channels were also controlled by the Zhenyue faction!

If we leave the True Covenant Church, the entire West Coast will be in a state of famine.

In addition, the True Creedists could provide the Chinese workers on the West Coast with resources that their white masters could never provide - women!
Most of the Chinese workers who came to make a living across the ocean did not bring their families with them. After making some money here, if they wanted to find a wife, they could only go to the True Yue Church to kowtow to the statue of Hong Xiuquan and donate money. The kowtow was not in vain, and the money was not in vain. The True Yue sect really had a way! Those who were willing to donate more could help find a Chinese woman, and those who donated less could find a Japanese girl who believed in the True Yue sect.

In other words, the True Covenant faction has mastered both the production of materials and the production of human beings.

Of course, the Zhenyue faction also has martial ethics, and there are many of them!
The current archbishop of the True Testament Diocese of North America is Hong Xiuquan’s cousin Hong Renzheng. He also participated in the Jintian Uprising, killing people all the way from Guangxi to Tianjing. When he was sent to North America by Hong Rengan, he brought three hundred old brothers from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom with him!
In addition, Hong Daquan's Japanese diocese is also very corrupt. As long as enough money is paid, he can export assassins from the True Creed faction who kill without blinking an eye!

This sect that controls productivity (including the production of various materials and human beings) with one hand and violence with the other hand is a monster that grows rapidly wherever it is placed. Not to mention that most Chinese and Japanese on the West Coast believe in it, even many white people have converted to it - when you can't dig up gold, the eggs and rice from the True Covenant Church can also keep you alive! After digging up gold, if you want a Japanese girl, the True Covenant Church can also help introduce you.

After listening to Chen Ji's explanation, the faces of Douglas uncle and nephew turned extremely ugly. It had only been a few days, and the True Yue faction had infiltrated the entire west coast of North America!
Seeing that the two white masters seemed to be at a loss, Chen Ji plucked up the courage to give them advice: "Mr. Douglas, Mr. Richard, since we have no way to clean up the True Creed faction for the time being and we are facing the invasion of the Russians, we might as well use the power of the True Creed faction to deal with the Russians and let them fight to a lose-lose situation." The spring flood formed by melted snow roared in the Fraser River. The sawmill was filled with mist in the early morning. The dull sound of axes chopping red pines and Cantonese calls came one after another, and the scene was in full swing.

Wang Tieniu, leaning on a cane and holding a revolver, was the first to board the log dock. His injured leg stepped on an overturned cargo box, from which dozens of thread-bound pamphlets slid out. The cover of each pamphlet had a wooden cart that seemed to be flying in the air. It was the new edition of The True Testament that had just been shipped from Shanghai. He looked up at the frightened dock workers who were running away, but saw at a glance that in a shack by the dock there was a statue of a saint wearing a yellow dragon robe and a yellow hood. On the shack stood a gilded cross, shining and very eye-catching.

"That's the small church of the True Covenant Church. Bishop Hong's old brother is really good at preaching!" Yu Dabao had already strode off the whaling ship, followed by a Taiping Army soldier holding a flag with the words "The Great Wall Will Never Fall" in his hand.

"Iron Bull," Yu Dabao pointed at the backs of the fleeing Chinese, "Shout a few times!"

"Yes!" Wang Tieniu agreed, then took a deep breath and shouted in Hakka: "Brothers, we are the Taiping Army, the Taiping Army sent by Hong Tianwang!"

Luo Sanshui, who came from Jiaying Prefecture, Guangdong, sold himself to work as a lumberjack at a red pine logging site. He agreed to help the owner of the logging site (Richard Douglas) cut wood for three years to pay off his travel expenses to America. During these three years, he had to cut ten large logs every day to get food and accommodation and a piecework wage of ten copper coins per log. Compared with the treatment in China, this treatment was not bad, but on the West Coast where gold was everywhere, he lived by the day. He had been looking forward to something happening so that he could escape in the chaos.

When the news of the Russian invasion of Vancouver Island came a few days ago, he and his friends had already made a plan. As soon as the Russians came, they would flee immediately. Escape to the United States to dig for gold and make a fortune!

So just now when he was helping Father Li of the True Yue sect move boxes at the dock, he saw fully armed soldiers riding on a whaler equipped with cannons coming upstream, so he led the way by shouting "Russian soldiers are coming" and then led the way to escape into the woods. But when he fled to the "Hong Shenxian Temple", he heard a familiar Hakka dialect. Could it be that the "Hong Shenxian" appeared?

He stopped and looked at the statue of Hong Xiuquan standing in the shack with his hand on the sword. How could he appear to be a spirit? At this time, he heard a shout in Hakka dialect behind his ears: "Don't run, we are the Taiping Army sent by Hong Tianwang!"

What? The Taiping Army has arrived in America? Does Hong Tianwang want to have a big fight with the foreigners? This is an opportunity. Luo Sanshui didn't catch up with the Taiping Rebellion, and now it seems that there is another "strong wind" blowing towards him! He took off his Western hat, revealing a messy short hair - the braid that symbolizes the obedient people of the Qing Dynasty, and he asked Father Li to cut it off when he kowtowed to "Hong Shenxian"!
He turned around and saw the Taiping Army coming down from the whaling ship. They were all wearing yellow robes, with red scarves on their heads and carrying foreign rifles with bayonets on their shoulders. There were hundreds of them! There was also a scarlet flag flying in the sky!

The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom is coming!

Thinking of his bright future, Luo Sanshui raised his arms and shouted: "Kill the foreign devils and go to heaven!"

"Ulla, ula, ula."

Crimea, Kerch Peninsula battlefield, the cheers of the Russians were like raging waves, constantly beating the fragile nerves of the British, French, Turkish and Saxon allied officers and soldiers who were defeated on the beach. After a week of hard fighting, they had run out of ammunition and food, and were killed by the 30,000 Russian troops who had been ambushed on the Kerch Peninsula. The Russians seemed to have learned a lot in the past winter. Their rifles could shoot farther, and they also learned to dig trenches on commanding heights. When the coalition warships fired, they huddled in the trenches. When the coalition infantry charged, they relied on the trenches and fired waves of bullets.

After the coalition forces were fully exhausted, Marshal Gorchakov from Moscow issued the order for a counterattack. He chose a rainy night to launch a surprise attack, and defeated the coalition forces that were almost mentally collapsed by casualties and epidemics in one fell swoop.

On an ironclad ship flying the flags of Britain and France, a French marshal in a neat uniform, wearing a ribbon and medals, stared in amazement at his soldiers rushing madly towards the few small boats on the beach, muttering, "Your Majesty, it seems that we really need the help of those heretics from the East."

(End of this chapter)