America 1881: Legend of the West

The fighting at Roswell was lively but not violent.

The first wave of soldiers led by Big Beard on the farm were powerless to resist.

Wiltord and his second wave of soldiers fought with the militiamen in the cornfield for a while, but were quickly defeated by Niu San's grenades and sprays.

The federal soldiers who took off their pants and surrendered were quickly handed over to the state government by Chen Jianqiu as gangsters who attacked the local area.

According to Chen Jianqiu, he did not kill them purely because he and the local residents of Roswell were good, peace-loving citizens. However, these gangsters who attacked citizens' property should be prosecuted.

Not to mention how the state government would deal with these dejected remnants of defeated soldiers, Chen Jianqiu was prepared for an overreaction from the federal government.

He knew that there were many hawks dissatisfied with himself and the Chinese, whether in Congress or among the big capitalists.

Whether their starting point is jealousy of their wealth or an innate white supremacist mentality, these people cannot see themselves and the Chinese growing in power.

This friction with the federal border guards will probably give them an excuse or even some extreme targeted actions.

They may put the nature of this battle on the line, incite public opinion, and exaggerate the Chinese threat.

They will use all media resources to attack Chen Jianqiu and smear him as a careerist.

They might even find President Cleveland and ask him to issue a mobilization order to organize troops to conduct military operations against Chinese settlements in New Mexico and Oklahoma.

All of this is within Chen Jianqiu's consideration.

After all, with the Chinese power developing like this, it is unrealistic for you to expect everything to be peaceful.

Chen Jianqiu is already ready.

He knows that the United States is now a country where business spirit comes first. As long as the cost of doing something is greater than the benefit, it will not be so easy to succeed.

However, the development of things still exceeded his imagination.

There was no movement at all!

A month has passed.

No matter whether it is Washington or New York, Congress or Wall Street, there is no reaction at all!

Judging from the news coming from the Border Detective Agency, the Chinese Political Participation Alliance and the Finance and Legal Center, no news about this battle has come out from the east.

Chen Jianqiu was a little puzzled.

This is somewhat abnormal.

He decided to go to New York to find out what was going on.

A few weeks later, Chen Jianqiu's train stopped at the Brooklyn train station.

Surprisingly, after getting out of the train, he saw a familiar figure.

Theodore Roosevelt, wearing his instantly recognizable round glasses, stood on the platform waiting for him.

"Holiday told me you were arriving today." Roosevelt and Chen Jianqiu walked side by side, "I haven't seen you for a long time, so I told him not to come, and I'll pick you up."

"The New York Police Chief personally came to pick me up. I'm so proud." Chen Jianqiu said with a smile.

"I am no longer the police chief of New York. I am now serving in the Navy Department." Roosevelt pointed to his casual clothes. "Look, I don't even wear a police uniform anymore."

"Hey, look at my memory." Chen Jianqiu patted his head, "I would have forgotten it even if you didn't tell me, but this is an ups and downs, right?"

Roosevelt had a helpless smile on his face:

"Maybe the citizens of New York would like a more tolerant police chief. But for me, it's not that bad. I've always been interested in the Navy."

Chen Jianqiu nodded.

He suddenly remembered something and asked Roosevelt in a low voice:

"Teddy, I just want to ask you something. Do you know about the conflict between the New Mexico militia and federal soldiers on the border two months ago?"

Upon hearing this, Roosevelt's face not only did not become serious, but his smile became even brighter, looking like he was gloating about his misfortune.

He glanced around, then tilted his head and leaned over:

"I'll tell you in detail when we get on the carriage."

The two left the station.

A carriage has stopped at the station door.

The driver waved at Chen Jianqiu.

"Master! Because Mr. Roosevelt said he would come to pick you up, my wife and the young master are waiting for you at home," the coachman said.

"How many times have I told you, John, don't call me Master, just call me 'Mr. Chen'." Chen Jianqiu walked to the carriage.

This coachman was his full-time driver in New York. He originally worked for the Astor family. After Chen Jianqiu bought the mansion, he worked for Chen Jianqiu's family.

The guy is otherwise pretty good, and his driving skills are pretty good, but he's just a little confused.

As usual, he handed Chen Jianqiu a copy of that day's New York World:

"Okay! Master."

Chen Jianqiu felt helpless, took the newspaper, and boarded the carriage with Roosevelt.

"Come and sit at my place first?" Chen Jianqiu asked as he and Roosevelt sat down face to face.

"That's what I meant," Roosevelt said with a smile.

"Have you moved your family to Washington now?" Chen Jianqiu asked.

"No, like you, my wife and children are still in New York. I come back every other month. For example, today, I just happened to come over to see you." Roosevelt replied.

He took out a cigar from his clothes, cut off the tail, and handed it to Chen Jianqiu.

"Try it, it's from Cuba. There's been a lot of chaos over there recently, and the goods routes are not clear. This is stock."

Chen Jianqiu took the cigar, lit it and held it in his mouth:

"By the way, didn't you say you wanted to tell me about the incident at the border? Do you have any inside information?"

Roosevelt lit his cigar and smiled:

"Chen, your attacks are really ruthless."

Chen Jianqiu shrugged his shoulders:

"The state militia did it. I happened to be in Lincoln County those few days. I heard that Roswell Farm was attacked by a group of bandits, so I gave them a lesson. But later I heard that it was the American federal frontier troops."

"You don't have to use heavy machine guns and grenades to teach the gangsters." Roosevelt gave Chen Jianqiu a meaningful look. "Others don't understand, but I don't understand you."

"It's all the same. Although that place is small, it is a place where everyone has put in their efforts. The citizens there have legal status, pay taxes and abide by the laws and rules there. Any provocations and attacks will There's a price to pay, unless the attacker is prepared to pay with blood."

Chen Jianqiu looked out the car window and said quietly.

New York City looks a little bleak in the fall, and the higher latitude determines that the city will enter winter early.

A gust of autumn wind blew by, rolling up the yellow leaves on the ground and bringing up a cloud of dust.

"Chen, I like your spirit." Roosevelt puffed out his cigar. "I agree that this is the spirit that Americans should have. Today's politicians and businessmen are too focused on the gains and losses of interests, and lack the spirit of opening up frontiers during the westward expansion. Takuto’s courage.”

"What? The Army is preparing to retaliate?" Chen Jianqiu looked away from the window and glanced at Roosevelt.