The New Army General's George H. Thomas, William T. Sherman, Oliver O. Howard, James McPherson, Gordon Granger, and George G. Meade waited for General Grant. The Generals were soon to be off toward's Chicago where they would board trains and go out to their new armies and defend certain areas of the Union. Grant had not been feeling well for the past couple days and spent the whole night coughing, sneezing, having mood swings, cold sweats, and headaches. Grant had been different over the last couple days.
"Apparently he's been slipping something in his coffee each morning to calm himself" General Thomas said to General Howard.
"It's cocaine. That new wonder drug he likes to use it to calm himself but it has some weird side effects" General Howard said back to General Thomas.
"Good Morning Generals" Grant said with a smile and salute. He was feeling much better that morning after getting some much needed rest after picking intricately where he would send the new armies.
He decided:
-General Thomas and the Army of the Cumberland- Head to Fort Dodge, Iowa to protect the Iowa sector
-General Howard and the Army of the Ohio- Head to Middletown, Ohio to protect the Ohio sector
-General Meade and the Army of the James- Head to Thurmont, Maryland to protect the Capital and the Maryland Sector
-General Sherman and the Army of the Tennessee- Head to New Albany, Indiana to protect the Indiana Sector
-General McPherson and the Army of the Mississippi- Head to Sedalia, Missouri to protect the Missouri Sector
-General Granger and the Army of Kentucky- Head to Louisville, Kentucky to protect the Kentucky sector
"I hope all of you are ready with your subordinates to move out towards your new positions. Gentlemen, we all must understand that these ponies will do what ever is possible and in their power to destroy this nation. We cannot let that happen think of your homes and family do you wish to see them persecuted and brought to their knees by these so called intruders?" Grant asked his generals a cigar being chewed between his lips.
The generals just looked about themselves with cold, dark, heavy-set faces that looked as though they were marching to their own demise. General George H. Thomas walked forward to Grant "General Sir, We shall give them hell. I am not going to be some four-legged son of a bitch's servant. I am going to be a man and destroy these invaders and drive them from my home" Thomas said before standing back in the line of generals. Grant smiled slightly and blew out a puff of smoke.
"Gentlemen that is the kind of ruff courage, tenacity, and greatness I need to see in all of you. Now before I send you on your way I have the latest telegraph decoding and information from our spies" Grant said before walking back into his tent. The Generals waited a short while before Grant came back out with stacks of papers and small slips. Grant handed each General his sector and what information had been gathered there and of the whereabouts of enemy movement and mobilization. Grant stood before them yet again.
"Gentlemen I will say it again we must defend our sectors, we must defend our country, and we must drive these mud waddling, dastardly, inept,INBRED PONIES FROM OUR NATION!" Grant said with a triumphant roar. The Generals cheered and saluted Grant. The Generals and Grant then headed in the direction of the train station. When they got there everything was according to plan and preparation.
Many troops were preparing to head aboard their designated cars. Cannons, horses, food stocks, Gatlings, tons of Ammunition, and Explosives were also being loaded aboard at a very quick and no nonsense pace. Grant walked over to a platform and stood before many Union soldiers who were busily talking, writing home, eating, or tending to other things then he raised his hands. The ranks of Union Soldiers were silenced and looked at the mighty head General of the Union Armies. Grant put out his cigar and took a swig of whisky and then spoke.
"Gentlemen, as you know we are in the midst of a great and brutal war. We are fighting to keep our homeland, liberty, and freedom in tack from these so-called invaders. I am here to ask you all to fight as hard and as stubborn as you can. These coming months my dear friends, will be some of the most trivial and difficult in all our lives. I know that many of you were there during the first attack and we lost many to the enemies swords and magic. But, let that not disgruntle nor drive you down for you are the mighty men of the Union. Think of your homes, families, wives, sweet hearts, the soil you feel through your fingers in your fields, the mighty wood in which you chop, the steel that you mend and bind, the soft touch of your loved one's lips, do not let these PONIES take that away from you. Our founding fathers established this country in the name of liberty and justice for all but, there are some who want to take that away from you. Gentlemen, I fear that our enemies wish to see us dead and nothing else we are to be exterminated. No pity nor mercy will they give us only blood and torment. We are seen as vicious, dangerous, and a threat to all but, the only threat I see is the enemy that faced on the battlefield. We shall win this fight, drive them away, and show them that the Union will never fall nor perish not from the mightiest sword or cannon ball. If we should fall it is because we fell into our own toil and greediness. The Union will stretch from coast to coast but, it shall never FALL!!!" Grant yelled triumphantly. Cheers erupted loudly and Union flags were waved in the wind. Grant stood there out of breath and smiling to his valiant soldiers. Many soldiers cried many tears of happiness because they knew that General Ulysses S. Grant would lead them to victory. Grant gave one final salute before stepping down from the podium. His Generals clapped happily for Grant.
Soon, the cheers died down and the troops filed into their cars and the trains began to leave. Grant spoke with his generals one last time.
"Gentlemen, Fight gallantly and triumphantly. If you should die it will not be in vain. I wish to see you all again at the end of this. May we all return home to those that we love. Let's give them hell and keep the flag waving so our future generations will come to love and hold this country near to them until the end of time." Grant said with one final salute. The Generals all saluted and then got into their own carriages. Soon many train whistles could be heard and the trains rumbled and sped away to their respected areas. Grant stood in the once bustling and now empty station. Rain began to patter down on him. Grant stared into the sky.
"May God Help Us All"