May, 1854
The southern banks of the Potomac
The Potomac was, contrary to popular belief, never truly a barricade. Even the thirty miles or so from the shortened front line from the Blue Ridge mountains to the mouth of the Potomac was simply impossible to garrison even with the force of 100,000 men available to the Army of Northern Virginia. Instead, the Federals by necessity resorted to the concept of a flexible defense based around numerous strongpoints. When the Union bridged the river, the Federals would counterattack with all their might. Of course, the Federals had to deal with fact that the enemy would be able to flank them from the Blue Ridge mountains that separated the rest of Virginia from the Shenandoah. However, this was a double-edged sword for the Union as it was difficult to maintain an attack from the mountains due to the difficulty in maintaining a supply line.
All of this, General Ludwig Von Der Tann viewed with equanimity. The Hessian-born Bavarian had served multiple masters over the years but had spent much of his recent career under the French flag, often in Africa, against the last vestiges of the Moors. Von Der Tann had witnessed the filling of the great lakes of North Africa, the locks draining into the seas, the flowering of the deserts. Many engineers scoffed at the projects but Von Der Tann gave credit where credit was due. The most lifeless place on earth now swarmed with fish, leopards, hippos, even alligators (of crocks, the German couldn't remember the difference). The shores of the Bonaparte Sea in western Africa were a wonder to behold. Villages had been displaced on an annual basis, always pushed further and further back. He'd witnessed gangs of tens of thousands of African men building canals in all directions, bringing water to the desert for irrigation projects. So important was manpower than reportedly the Emperor was purchasing the slave peoples of the French West Indies (at a bargain price as he'd announced an end date to the institution) and shipping them BACK to Africa to work these projects. Why not put half a million people to use instead of letting them languish on some pox-infested island with dying sugar plantations? With the advent of steam power, moving entire populations would be simply a matter of will. A few hundred (or a few thousand) voyages from west to east would ironically reverse the flow of history for these peoples and provide a stable population to labor upon the Emperor's great works.
Still, the German was getting tired of sitting around Africa waiting for another raid from the disappearing mountain Moors that were almost extinct. When the Emperor was solicited by his cousin, the King of Spain, for using the ever more redundant African Legion in the American war, the Emperor reportedly shrugged and approved without any real comment. At least in this case, the expenses for thousands of men would be bourn by the Spanish for a few years, rather than the stretched French public. Rumor had it that the Emperor was forming an "Asian Legion" as well to help deal with the uppity Chinese but Von Der Tann could not countenance such a swift return to French service without losing honor. Besides, fighting Americans was probably more respectable than fighting Wogs.
Ludwig Von Der Tann
Still, the German wasn't impressed with what he saw of the Americans. There was no way that Napoleon I would have allowed months to pass after reclaiming the state of Maryland and the Capital of Washington DC to finish off the Federal States of America. Outnumbering the rebels over four to one, Von Der Tann thought the Americans should have been in Charleston by now hanging the slavers (Von Der Tann kept his political opinions to himself, quite prudently) from the nearest tree. Any European nation would have dealt with the insurgency with more alacrity, even accounting for the Spanish presence. The FSA was down to about five states and two half-states by now, though the southerners continued to prattle on about their natural superiority to the "shopkeepers" of the north. It amused the German to humor these "southern paladins". By the best he could see, honor was about all they had going for them as they lacked industry, railroads, ships, gun-smiths and just about anything else required for war.
Commanding the 15,000 French, Spanish and other troops affiliated with the 85,000 or so many Army of North Virginia, the German wasn't convinced of the FSA's chances, despite the baffling sloth of the northern states. By the middle of May, the German would no longer have to wait.
Charleston
President James Bonham was livid. Alabama and Georgia continued to refuse to release their troops for service in Louisiana (what was left of it) and Virginia (what was left of it). Did they not realize that, should those states fall, that the FSA was finished? Most of the other states failed to provide much more. North Carolina had refused to extend further credit to the central government as the currency, only five months from its creation, had collapsed to a tenth its face value. Lacking any gold reserves to cover the nominal sum, no sane person would accept it as tender. Bonham was forced to order all FSA Governors to simply confiscate any needed supplies - grain, corn, meat, hemp, rice, cloth, etc - and hand over the nearly worthless banknotes. That command was all well and good until the governors refused to rob their constituents in such a manner and then had the audacity to decry Bonham's betrayal of the "Federal dogma" by assuming so much power in the central government.
Did these fools not realize that a few years of such policies would prevent an eternity of northern subjugation? He doubted Seward would offer the southern states a better deal when Unionist troops and their hordes of runaway slaves in arms arrive in Charlotte, Montgomery and Savannah.
Having lost a third of his country after promising a swift victory over the previous summer, Bonham was increasingly strained by the rising list of defeats. Victories, at best, proved to be stalemates, losses resulted in permanent occupation of FSA territory. Attempting to put a positive spin on the matter was proving ever more difficult.
Then, the previous week, President Seward announced the annexation of Texas and Coahuila by plebiscite and the looming statehood of Western Virginia and Eastern Tennessee/Western North Carolina under some god-forsaken names. It was an abomination.
Bonham knew that any further defeats, especially in Virginia, would spell the end of the FSA. The economy was shattered with the loss of the Mississippi, the new currency worthless, the states becoming ever more restless against the "radical South Carolinians" who got them into this mess. Entire plantations were being emptied of slaves as the chattel departed into the night, never to be seen again. Even if the war ended today, thousands of leading families would be ruined.
Rumor had it that dozens of FSA-registered ships were being used to sell the remaining slaves of the south, especially the western states, to Cuba at a great discounts as some of the propertied class sought to retain what value they could for their slaves before Union armies arrive.
Bonham knew that the nation's fate would be decided by summer. He ordered all local armies to resist and, if possible, strike back.
With all of his political capital, the President called upon the Spanish for one last strike, hoping an unexpected attack from a quiet corner would suitable upset the Union before the fall elections. Maybe, just maybe, enough opposition politicians might enter office in Congress to force a peace.
It was a longshot.
But so was the FSA.
Washington DC
President Seward had given the orders. No army in the nation would remain still while others fought. Seward realized that the sporadic war was to the southern advantage. Seward had the numbers. It was time he used them.
Hooker (Louisiana), Taylor (west Tennessee), McDowall (Kentucky), Johnston (Eastern Tennessee) and Garibaldi (Maryland) were ordered into battle to crack the brittle outer shell of the Federal egg.
Let the war end by fall.