《1855 American Tycoon》Chapter 49: Surprised Stone Wall
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The retired major, who Scrooge called interesting, was Stonewall Jackson, who later made a name for himself in the Civil War. Like Robson E. Lee, he was, in the future, the most distinguished general in the Confederate Army. Like Robson E. Lee, he was the most distinguished general of the Confederate Army in the future. On the battlefield, he was almost invincible, creating many classic examples of how to win with less. Unfortunately, his bad luck, in one of his own people's misfire was seriously wounded, it was easy to escape miraculously from the hand of death (taking into account that there was no penicillin in those days, the chance of death from wound infection was alarmingly high, the body was hit by five bullets but did not immediately die, and did not die because of wound infection can indeed be said to be a miracle) when it was about to return to the battlefield, but suddenly due to the wind and cold, got pneumonia and hanged up. Many Southerners even thought that if Stonewall Jackson had not died, the South would not have been defeated.
If someone had said that in a post-military forum, he would have been surrounded by spectators, and would have been accused of having a slightly lower IQ than an ape, probably in the same league as a nationalist. Because the Civil War was the first real overall war in the history of mankind, the competition was the comprehensive strength of both sides. The North, whether in terms of population or economic power, far exceeded the South by several times. Such a major trend could not be reversed by a general.
However, in terms of military affairs alone, Stonewall Jackson was worthy of the title of the best general of the Civil War. Therefore, Scrooge was happy to talk with such a man.
Jackson arrived at the Macdonald Infantry Arms Company at about 2:00 p.m. According to the procedure, Scrooge should first arrange for him to go to the firing range to examine the shooting condition of the guns, and then to the factory to examine the production condition.
At that time, Scrooge had just signed a cooperation agreement with the Italian, Robson Ferrari. At that time, Scrooge had just signed a cooperation agreement with the Italian, Robson Ferrari, and put him in a carriage. He had just walked through the door of the company and was going up to the office on the second floor when he heard someone speak from behind him: "My name is Thomas Jackson. I'm here to see your boss, Mr. Scrooge."
Scrooge turned his head on the stairs and saw a bearded man talking to Smith, the accountant, who was passing by.
"Ah, sir, you ...... you ...... good ......," Smith is a good accountant but has a bit of a stuttering problem So generally speaking, it is not his turn to receive visitors. Suddenly someone opened his mouth to him, which greatly exceeded his expectations, so the stuttering problem came up again at once.
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"I am the boss here, Scrooge? Macdonald. Welcome, honored friend." Scrooge turned around, walked down the stairs, and walked towards Jackson. Just before he entered the door, Scrooge saw the bearded man coming on foot from the other side of the street. As a representative of the army, he did not take a carriage, but this simple style made Scrooge feel good, and his name - Thomas Jackson - also made Scrooge feel good. The name of the man - Thomas Jackson - also made Scrooge suspect that he was the "Stonewall" who would be in the coming war.
"You're the boss here?" Thomas Jackson. Jackson looked at Scrooge walking towards him and was surprised, "My God, did you invent McDonald 1857?"
"Yes, I am Scrooge, just like you said." Scrooge was thinking to himself as he said, "These Army guys are not serious. Although we all know that this is just a demonstration, it's not so bad that we don't even know the basic information about the company we are visiting, right? You know, anyone who knows a little bit about MacDonald Infantry Weapons knows that the owner of the company is a minor."
Jackson looked around and saw that all the people did not show any special expressions, so he decided in his mind that it was not a child's prank.
"So, Mr. Scrooge, good day, here is my letter of introduction." Jackson handed the letter of introduction from the Federal Army to Scrooge.
Scrooge took the letter and read it, then looked up and said to Jackson with a smile, "Major, welcome. Well, let's go to the parlor and have a cup of tea and rest, and let our men prepare a little, and then we'll go to the firing range and try out the guns first.
"As you wish," Jackson replied with great courtesy.
In the United States at that time, there was a saying that the Southern soldiers were the most elegant in the United States, they were both modest and courteous, but also dignified. This was the case with Thomas Jackson. This was evident in Thomas Jackson. Scrooge noticed that while walking, Thomas Jackson's every step seemed to be a good one. Each step of Thomas Jackson seemed to have a fixed frequency and stride as if he naturally carried a set of clocks and rulers with him. And when he is sitting, but also but a look of solemn and majestic look. But when talking to you, he looks very modest and polite, even if the person in front of him is just a child.
After a little chat in the parlor, Scrooge figured out that Thomas Jackson was the one who later became famous. But Scrooge didn't immediately take out his notebook to ask celebrities to sign it. But by then, my signature will be worth more." Well, that's what Scrooge thought.
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At that moment, Roland came in and told Scrooge that the range was ready. Scrooge stood up and said to Jackson, "Major, we can go to the range now."
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Thomas Jackson The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.
"Why, Major, what's wrong with this gun?" Scrooge asked.
"Well, except for the price, it's perfect," Jackson replied. Jackson replied, "However, I'm almost certain that the Federal Army would not equip itself with a $50 rifle. Although, in terms of performance, it is well worth the price. But you need not be disappointed, Mr. Scrooge, for a gun like this will sooner or later drive its competitors to the scrap heap. I just have a feeling that the appearance of such guns will make the future of war more bloody."
"It's not necessarily a bad thing. If war is not bloody and painful, maybe a lot of fools will fall in love with it. Don't you think so?" Scrooge said.
"That's a good point. If I hadn't been through the war myself, I might have been a big fool too." Thomas Jackson said. Jackson smiled faintly. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services. He was always a pacifist. Whether it was the U.S. war against Mexico or the subsequent Civil War, he was always opposed to it. But he was also a very contradictory guy, he opposed foreign aggression, but he was promoted to major for meritorious service in the Mexican-American War, he opposed slavery and Southern independence, but he believed that the Southern states had the right to independence and were willing to fight for them.
"Major, this invention of mine is conducive to peace," Scrooge said, with a serious air.
"What does that mean?" Thomas Jackson, the pacifist, was interested. Jackson was interested.
"In China more than 2,000 years ago, there was a great pacifist, Mr. Mozi. He lived in a time when China was divided into numerous small states, and these small states were constantly engaged in bloody wars with each other. After studying these wars, Mr. Mozi concluded that although they were fought under various banners, such as justice and righteousness, in the end, they were just ways for the nobles to gain benefits. To the kings, war was a sale. So he thought that if he could make the sale not profitable or less profitable, then the kings would be less interested in starting a war. Whenever a country invaded another country, he took his disciples to help the invaded country to defend itself. He was so adept at a defense that it was extremely difficult for anyone to capture the city he was guarding, and the price he had to pay was incredibly high. In this way, he succeeded in reducing the profitability of wars so much that the invasion of small countries by big countries often became more than worthwhile. In this way, while he was alive, he and his disciples prevented wars again and again. Later on, some big countries would voluntarily abandon their invasion plans as soon as they heard that Mr. Mozi had arrived in a small country." Instead of answering the question directly, Scrooge told the story.
"This is a great man. Thank you for telling me such a story." Thomas? Jackson exclaimed. Then he remembered something and said, "Mr. Scrooge, do you mean that your guns can do the same thing?"
"Of course." Scrooge said, "My gun is very suitable for defensive operations, it can give the defense a great advantage."
"But it also gives a lot of help to the attacking side." Thomas Jackson argued. Jackson countered, "Well, with a rifle with such a high rate of fire, the attacking side can guarantee sufficient firepower density by using a more relaxed formation."
"But the defensive side has more to gain." Scrooge replied, "A new weapon always brings a new way of fighting. Just as the advent of the stirrup allowed the cavalry to charge straight into battle, making the chariot a waste, and the rifle with bayonet made the spear disappear completely from the formation. With a new way of defending the battle, based on the use of the new rifle, the defending side would be able to gain a much greater advantage."
"Ha ha," Thomas Jackson laughed. Jackson laughed, "Mr. Scrooge, I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable about warfare. Do you also want to follow the example of Mr. Murray and stop the war by increasing its cost and lowering its rate of return? If that is the case, I have to salute you. Well, I am not very proficient in warfare, but I still have some experience. Why don't you tell us your warfare method, and we can discuss it together to see if it works."
"That's great." But we should finish the procedure first, let's go to the factory first."
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