America 1881: They Call Me Legend

There are differences within the Texas Independence Movement Alliance as to whether to pursue independence at this point in time.

As for whether to use violence or a referendum, there are also differences within the alliance.

In the living room, there was a discussion at first, and then as everyone's voices became louder, it gradually turned into a quarrel.

Henderson's head hurts.

How long has it been? What can we accomplish with just these people?
The congressman felt that the room was really stuffy and decided to go around to the backyard to smoke a cigarette.

Unlike other cigar- or pipe-loving politicians, Mr Henderson likes to roll his cigarettes by hand.

The setting sun shone into the yard, half bathed in golden sunlight; the other half plunged into shadow.

The congressman sat down on the chair with his head down, and then took out a box of tobacco and a piece of cigarette paper from his pocket.

He skillfully rolled a cigarette, then pinched it with his hands to make sure it was tight, and put it in his mouth.

Henderson continued to draw matches from his pocket.

But when he reached into his pocket, he found that the matches were not there.

Just as Mr. Congressman reached out and fumbled in his pocket.

"click~"

A flame appeared in front of Henderson's eyes.

Beneath the flames, a delicate bronze lighter was held in a wrinkled hand.

The MP looked up, stunned.

He knew the person in front of him, his face was full of pockmarks.

"Mr. White? You, how did you come in?" The congressman stammered unprepared for this person's appearance.

This person is the person in charge of the Southwest Area of ​​the Frontier Detective Agency, the famous "Pockmarked Face" White.

At this moment he was wearing a wide-brimmed top hat, staring at the MP without saying a word.

Henderson was terrified by White's look, and quickly put the cigarette on the flame, took a deep breath, and lit the cigarette.

White put out the fire with a "click", put away the lighter, and sat opposite Henderson.

He pointed to the corner of the yard:
"I was there just now, but Mr. Congressman was too preoccupied to notice me."

Henderson said nothing.

The boss of the border detective agency has been in charge of the southwest area for more than ten years, and has thousands of employees, so it can be said that he is pervasive.

They replaced the former bounty hunters in the west and became the nightmare of gangsters; at the same time, they also performed some shady work all year round, controlling the west from another perspective for Chen Jianqiu.

Therefore, it is not surprising that this person in front of him is the same as his boss, wherever he appears.

"Do you need me to help you out? After all, we are old friends." White looked at Henderson with a half-smile.

There was another shudder behind the congressman's back.

old friend?Does it count?

Regular customers are about the same.

He did ask White to help him deal with a lot of things, but there was no other way.

The Border Detective Agency does things cleanly and will not leave any clues.

But my handle fell into the hands of these people.

Dealing with these guys is like making a deal with the devil, sometimes you have no choice.

"I reckon you can find me, so you don't need me to tell you?" Henderson felt a little helpless.

White pointed to the door leading to the house.

There was also the faint sound of a group of people arguing inside.

"You don't expect these people to help you accomplish anything, do you?" He laughed dumbly, "But if you are willing to cooperate, I am willing to give you a chance."

The MP is expressionless:

"Is it you, or your boss?"

"I represent my boss," White said.

Henderson shook his head:
"I know who your boss is, and I know he's got a lot of hands and eyes, but he can't do it in Texas."

He took a drag on the cigarette and held it between his middle and index fingers.

"Texans think about being independent every day, but none of them are willing to cooperate with the Chinese. If they do that, they will be considered traitors!"

"Would you like to cooperate?" White asked.

The MP fell silent again. "It seems that you, like most Texans, have a little illusion about your own armed forces." White suddenly laughed.

He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to the MP.

This is an internal briefing.

National Guard commander Scott Morrison sent it to the governor.

In his haste to return to rescue Austin, his cavalry and infantry lost touch.

On the way to Austin, the infantry was severely bitten by one of Li Sifu's cavalry, and suffered heavy casualties.

The congressman's expression was extremely stiff, and the hand holding the briefing was shaking.

"Mr. Congressman, your cigarette is about to burn out." White reminded suddenly "kindly".

Henderson was suddenly burned by the cigarette in his hand.

He shivered and threw out the cigarette in his hand.

Soot fell all over.

"I don't believe this is true. If that's the case, why didn't the Chinese army take Texas directly? What are you still looking for me for?" The congressman was very stubborn.

"Contradictory?" White was still laughing, the pockmarks on his face trembling.

In fact, he really asked Chen Jianqiu this question.

According to him, whether it is San Antonio or Houston, the border detective agency has infiltrated.

As long as the New Mexico army hits the city, or the Cuban army lands from Houston, it should not be a problem to win.

However, Chen Jianqiu asked him directly on the phone:

"What happens after the fight is over?"

Yes, what happens after it is shot down?
Not to mention that in the system of the United States, the power of the government is passed on, even if the state government really surrenders, it will be useless.

As long as Texans refuse to submit, resistance is basically everywhere.

If it were replaced by ancient times, the massacre of the city might solve some problems.

But today's level of civilization and the situation between the enemy and the enemy completely do not allow this.

I am afraid that the people of Texas and other Americans will collectively take up guns and fight the invaders to the end, endlessly.

In addition, Chen Jianqiu didn't want to consume too many lives of his soldiers in the siege battle.

Henderson looked at the internal briefing and then at White:
"Then what do you say?"

"Throw your pen and join the army. My boss is willing to give you a gift. I hope you will not disappoint his expectations for peace."

White put away the smile on his face.

"My boss and I like people who keep their promises, and Mr. Congressman, you happen to be such a person."

Not long after, news of another loss for the Texas National Guard spread throughout Texas.

The people of Texas, who were still full of confidence, began to panic.

Why did you lose again?Shouldn't you keep losing?
The media began to scold Morrison for his incompetent command, his prodigal ways, and for being fooled around by Li Sifu.

Morrison was so angry that he scolded his mother, intending to quit the job, and stayed in the post after his subordinates persuaded him hard, but there was a breath of anger in his stomach, which seemed to be passive and sabotage.

But troops from New Mexico were still advancing on Austin.

People began to panic and considered whether to leave the capital and seek refuge elsewhere.

However, at this moment, Congressman Henderson, who scolded the governor in the parliament, pulled a troop out of nowhere.

They made a detour from San Antonio and cut off the supply lines of the New Mexico troops.

The Chinese troops who could not get supplies retreated all the way to Fort Stockton.

In line with the principle of not chasing after the poor, Congressman Henderson did not pursue.

This victory was like a shot in the arm for the people of Texas.

When Senator Henderson returned to Austin with the troops and the flag of the Lone Star Republic, the citizens lined up to welcome them with enthusiasm.

"Long live the Lone Star Republic!"

He waved the flag in his hand, raised his arms and shouted, and the people below also burst into tears, as if seeing Austin back then.

McKinley, who was far away in Washington, heaved a sigh of relief after learning that the Chinese troops had suffered a defeat and retreated.

However, he was only halfway through when he received an even more shocking news.

Texas state votes on independence. (end of this chapter)