Chapter 144: Spears and Cannons to Welcome the King's Army

Robinson, who had been elected governor of California for just two months, was frustrated.

He originally wanted to flex his muscles and benefit the people of California after being elected governor.

Unexpectedly, difficulties followed one after another. The increasingly bottomless decisions of Congress and the federal government were crushing his faith.

Even the sacred constitution can be trampled over and over again. What else can't those plutocrats and nobles do?

Robinson walked out of the parliament carrying his briefcase and came to Liang Yao.

"Is it too hasty for Congress to hastily pass the decision to go to war with the federal government?" Robinson sighed, "Maybe everyone is angry now and voted in favor impulsively. Should we wait until everyone calms down? Take a vote.”

California now only has a population of nearly 100,000, less than a fraction of the United States. As for industry, there are currently only a few industrial and mining enterprises that Liang Yao just moved from the east to San Francisco.

The irony is that California's originally unreasonable demographic structure has become California's advantage at this time.

The war placed far greater demands on young adults than on women and children, and California's population was largely composed of young adults.

Although California has a population of less than 100,000, if all of them were mobilized, they could form an armed force larger than the U.S. Army.

It's just that there is such a disparity in strength that Robinson still has no confidence in winning this war. Maybe both sides should stay calm and sit down and talk?

"It is not passed hastily. This is the people's choice. If we vote again, I believe the result will be the same."

Liang Yao said to Robinson after explaining a few words to Elvis.

"We are following the will of California."

Looking at the petition crowd gathered in the San Francisco Plaza, Liang Yao felt that the hearts of the people of California could be used.

Besides, this is a self-defense war, and he has no chance of winning against the seemingly powerful United States.

Infantry regiments from various states are not necessarily willing to come to California to work for the government and Congress.

As for the dragoons and artillery regiments?

First find a way to transport their horses and cannons to California. Otherwise, even if they participate in the war, they can only participate in the war as infantry.

People, he also needs the people of the United States to be on his side, and he needs to use the sympathy of the American people for California to put pressure on the government and Congress, forcing the federal government and Congress to bow.

This is Liang Yao's plan to fight a tough battle in California and defend San Francisco and Sacramento while fighting a public opinion war in the east.

It would be great if Texas was willing to continue to work in the New Mexico area.

Liang Yao called the reporter who took the photo for the newspaper and asked the reporter if he could print the photo in the newspaper.

During the Civil War, photos appeared in newspapers.

It was also from this time on that the public felt the cruelty of war more directly through images, which made the general public very disgusted and disgusted with war for a long time after the Civil War.

But later on, everyone became numb after seeing this kind of photos too much, and gradually got used to it.

Collins, a columnist for the Daily Californian, held a huge square wooden box with a leather chamber in his arms.

This wooden box is the camera of this era, and it is also a large-format camera that future generations of Liang Yao cannot afford.

"California definitely doesn't have this technology. I wonder if the big newspapers in the east have this technology. Do you want to record the tragic scenes in Los Angeles and publish them in newspapers?"

Collins said as he held his precious camera like his own child.

"The shock brought by presenting the real picture in front of the public cannot be compared with words." Liang Yao expressed his thoughts.

It's 1850, and with some effort we might be able to use Civil War-era technology in advance.

"If you really can't do it, develop some more photos and send them to the gentlemen in Congress, so that they can see the good things you have done."

"I don't know if the picture of the photo can be printed on the newspaper, but if you are willing to make some concessions, you can settle for the next best thing and use printmaking to present the picture on the newspaper. This technology is relatively mature and absolutely It can be done, but it requires making a separate printing plate, which is relatively expensive.”

Collins' eyes lit up. The boss' vision was always so avant-garde and bold.

As a journalist, he was well aware of the impact that having photos printed in newspapers would have on the industry.

This is a great change from text media to real images. For journalists with conscience, authenticity is the life of news.

"No matter how much it costs, we must present the most authentic Los Angeles to the public. Money is not an issue."

Liang Yao said the mantra that Collins was very familiar with.

"Understood, boss."

Collins boldly took on the task.

No one knows exactly what is happening in the town of Los Angeles now, or whether the thugs are gone.

However, he was willing to take risks for this big news, not only to present the truth to the public in the east, but also for his own status and influence in the press.

"I'll go with this reporter."

Ge Wen knocked on Liang Yao's door and walked in.

As California's senator, his presence was low.

When it comes to California senators, the first person that comes to mind is Fremont, a military man with a hot temper and a distinct personality.

When Fremont returned to San Francisco, the citizens of San Francisco and even Sacramento were willing to brave the rain to come to the port to welcome Fremont, and regarded Fremont as a hero of California.

Except for showing up a few times when organizing the campaign, Ge Wen was more like a transparent person at other times.

Ge Wen also wanted to be a hero like Fremont for a while.

"Mr. Fremont has outstanding military talents. If he stays in California, it will be helpful to you." Ge Wen said to Liang Yao, "Congress also needs the voice of California legislators. As a senator from California, I have the responsibility to speak for California in Congress."

"Mr. Ge Wen, I toast you a glass."

Liang Yao walked to the wine cabinet, opened a bottle of sherry, and poured a full glass to send Ge Wen off.

At this time, on the coast of California, Colonel Mason took a boat "requisitioned" from Los Angeles and headed north to San Francisco.

The United States has a navy, but the US navy is now on the East Coast. If Congress and the president decide to organize a fleet to California, the fleet will not appear in California on the West Coast until March or April next year at the earliest.

"Colonel, San Francisco is ahead!"

A lieutenant colonel next to Mason pointed to the port of San Francisco and said to Mason.

Mason and other army officers and soldiers are not used to taking a ship.

Moreover, the ships they "requisitioned" in Los Angeles were all small boats, which were very bumpy along the way. They suffered from seasickness in just a few days of sailing.

Hearing that they had arrived in California, they were relieved and thought that they could finally dock and leave these damn ships.

Mason was not happy at all. Sherman had caused such a big mess in Los Angeles. I don't know if San Francisco has learned about this news now.

On the coastal defense artillery platform in Jinshan Bay, Liang Yao was looking at the uninvited guests with binoculars. He had already prepared a generous gift for them: all the coastal defense guns had already pointed their muzzles at the uninvited guests.

"It's still fun for everyone!"

Sartre, who was born in the artillery, excitedly operated the huge coastal defense gun. He looked at the boat that Mason and his friends were riding with disdain and said.

"These small fishing boats can't withstand a few shots."

"That depends on how accurate you are." Liang Yao put down the telescope in his hand and said.

To be honest, he was a little skeptical about the accuracy of the muzzle-loading smoothbore guns. As long as these coastal defense guns could drive Colonel Mason out of Jinshan Bay, his goal would be achieved.

He didn't expect these muzzle-loading smoothbore guns to sink many ships. Of course, if they could sink a few ships, it would be a good thing to send some American soldiers to the sea to feed the fish.