章節 128: Chapter 129: [Buying a Gun]
By the side of a small river, General Kearny and his troops, who had just completed a tactical retreat, were resting.
It seems that this force may only have 1,500 people now, which is a significant loss of personnel.
Some of the casualties were due to deaths in battle, while others were separated from the main force during the escape and disappeared.
An atmosphere of silence and depression permeated the army.
General Kearney sat on the ground, holding a Browning revolver in his hand, with a gloomy face, surrounded by a dozen officers.
"Is this really Mexican?" he asked, looking up at a lieutenant.
"That's right." The lieutenant nodded. "I picked this up from the body of a Mexican cavalryman. The Mexicans are indeed equipped with a large number of Browning revolvers."
Another officer said, "I can testify to that, General Kearney. I saw clearly that the pistols in their hands were exactly the same as mine. They were Browning pistols without a doubt."
"Apparently, it was this pistol that allowed the Mexicans to defeat us!"
"Those Indians also sold weapons to the Mexicans!" the officers said.
General Carney was silent for a moment: "It seems... they should be British."
"British?"
Carney nodded slightly. "The Apaches said that this Browning pistol came from a European company. I originally thought that a domestic arms company specifically commissioned the Indians to help them sell it in order to circumvent the law."
"It now appears that the Browning pistol was indeed manufactured by a European company." He paused. "This pistol could have been produced in Oregon. The British would definitely have been willing to do so."
Cook said: "Perhaps it is still an American company. Since they violated patent laws, it is not impossible to sell weapons to the Mexicans."
Carney said: "In that case, we will definitely find this company and execute their boss for treason!"
There was a moment of silence.
"Damn British!" someone cursed.
They have now determined that the Browning pistol was made by the British.
Domestic companies are unlikely to do such a thing. Violating patent laws and treason are completely different in nature.
Most of the time, as the Apaches said, this weapon was produced by Europeans, and the most suspected European country is undoubtedly Britain.
The British Empire was at its peak at that time and had large territories in North America, so it was entirely possible to design such a weapon and sell it to the United States and Mexico.
Moreover, the British had sufficient motives to commit the crime, and they wished the Americans would suffer more.
"General, what should we do?"
Carney took a deep breath and said, "Tell this to President Polk and let Washington and London talk. Of course, before that, we have to deal with the city of Santa Fe first."
Donivan said, "If we want to take Santa Fe, we'll probably have to buy some more revolvers to equip our dragoons. Also, we'd better get more troops."
"That's right." General Carney nodded. "Cook, you go to Sleeping Bear City to buy weapons. Price, you go back to Fort Leavenworth and mobilize the troops."
"Yes!" Colonel Price replied.
Lieutenant Colonel Cook hesitated for a moment, then said, "General, although the Apaches in Sleeping Bear City are only commissioned by the British, shouldn't we punish them as well?"
Carney obviously had the same idea, but after a brief thought, he said, "Before the war is over, we'd better not take the initiative to provoke a conflict with Sleeping Bear City. They are obviously much stronger than ordinary Indians."
Cook nodded. "Indeed. I noticed that the cavalry of Sleeping Bear City also seemed to be equipped with a large number of Browning pistols."
"It's not just the pistols," General Kearny said. "Their morale is obviously high, at least much higher than that of the Mexicans. It's almost visible to the naked eye."
He sighed slightly: "We have just suffered a defeat. If we are now caught in a two-front war with Mexico and Apache, the situation will inevitably become extremely unfavorable."
"And then?" Price asked. "Obviously, Sleeping Bear is a threat, a huge threat. I've never seen an Indian tribe like this in the East."
Carney blurted out: "Of course I will find an opportunity to eradicate them in the future!"
Donivan frowned slightly and said hesitantly: "General, I think the residents of Sleeping Bear are no longer savages. They are not as keen on committing crimes as other Indians. We should not treat them the same way as other savages."
Carney looked at him and said calmly, "Young man, I know you used to be an excellent and kind lawyer. But this is not a question about crime or law."
"The state needs laws, but it does not always need them."
Donivan said nothing.
Carney continued, "It won't be too late for us to punish Sleeping Bear City after the war is over. Okay, go and complete my mission. We must take Santa Fe as soon as possible, and then march west and south."
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Ma Shao is training the soldiers.
As Sleeping Bear City grew, so did the size of the army.
At present, Mian Xiong already has 500 professional soldiers who are well-equipped, highly motivated, have maintained high-intensity training for a long time, and have an almost fanatical loyalty to him.
In addition to the professional army, there are more than a thousand militiamen in the city.
The fighting capacity of these militiamen is also quite strong.
After all, nomadic tribes have a tradition of universal military service, and in terms of individual soldier combat effectiveness, militiamen are not much worse than professional soldiers.
In such an era, for the Indians, only by possessing a strong military force could they be qualified to gain a foothold in North America.
Ma Shao knew this very well, so he personally presided over part of the army's training every day, constantly instilling into them various concepts and tactics of the modern army.
Content such as physical fitness and fighting are also indispensable.
Every morning, he would run five kilometers with the soldiers. This was his most basic training.
He also often sparred with soldiers and discussed new techniques - he hoped to establish a complete set of modern fighting techniques through such discussions.
The result of the competition was naturally that Ma Shao won, but this did not mean that his skills were superb enough.
In fact, there were already fighting geniuses in the army who surpassed him in terms of skills, but Ma Shao's physical advantage was too great. With 200 kilograms of tendon muscle, he could crush all opponents even with his turtle punch.
Therefore, even if some individual soldiers mastered higher-level techniques, they could not offset such a huge physical gap and it was impossible for them to defeat Ma Shao.
This deepened the soldiers' admiration for the horse whistle, but he often let the soldiers ignore this.
For example, today, after he easily defeated a soldier in a sparring match, he said, "The reason I was able to defeat him was mainly because of my strength advantage. In fact, I just made a fatal mistake. Can anyone point it out?"
"If you point it out, you'll get a compliment." He added, "It'll be recorded."
But at this moment, someone came running from behind and said, "Big Chief, there is an American outside the city."
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