In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility. - Chapter 737

c734 Black Torrent (Happy National Day)

The crowd was floating, and some people were eager to try it, but they were worried about what kind of trap it was. They had been in captivity for a long time, and even if they lost their cages, they were still afraid of stepping outside the trap.

It wasn’t until some Texas cowboys impatiently threw their firearms at several nearby black slaves that one after another had the courage to stand up.

A few Texas cowboys who distributed firearms also taught them how to use this old-fashioned musket very easily.

A corner boss asked in a low voice: “Boss, can they succeed?”

Leon lowered his voice and shook his head slightly: “I don’t know.”

After all, the Thirteen Colonies were the hegemons of the Americas. Although their industry was weak and they could only be considered the second strongest until World War I, their size was still there because of the source of the Industrial Revolution and the support of the British Empire, which was in full swing.

A mere gang, even a dozen gangs, or hundreds of thousands of black slaves rioting could only end up being crushed.

Lothar, who made the plan, never thought that these black people could conquer a “new African country” dominating the Americas.

Leon’s face was calm: “But freedom is sometimes more important than life, isn’t it?”

The living standard of the black slaves in Louisiana was actually quite decent. They could eat seven pounds of fish or pork and one bushel of grain every month. Compared with serfs in many countries during the same period, tenant farmers were much better off.

After all, they are also an important labor force. They are livestock equivalent to cattle and horses that need to be purchased from slave ships across the ocean. If they are not fed well, how can they ensure that they have a healthy body to create wealth for the plantation owners?

Many black slaves were completely domesticated as a result, and they tried their best to show their obedience and diligence to their masters, so much so that many slave owners used black people as overseers to manage black slaves, creating layers of hierarchy among black slaves.

But Leon feels that no one can return to the cage obediently after tasting the taste of freedom, being singled out for breeding and breeding like an animal, with relatives being bought and sold at will, and being whipped, abused, and violated at every turn.

What’s more, now that the Texans have smashed their shackles and given them arms, hatred and hunger will lead them to a path of no return.

The corner head was a little worried: “The weapons we prepared for them are all obsolete goods. Can they really seize the nearby gun shop and police station and arm themselves as we planned?”

“I don’t know, but they want weapons and they don’t necessarily have to rob these places.”

Leon’s voice was very cold. The tradition of the Thirteen Colonies is that almost everyone is equipped with a gun. Otherwise, the immigrants would not be able to control such a large number of black slaves and resist those ferocious beasts and gangs. These people and the “Black Rebel Army” will obviously Violent conflict occurred.

Kakutou looked at the black slaves whose eyes changed after getting the weapons, as well as the peeping eyes from around the house, and whispered: “This fire won’t burn us, will it?”

“If they were afraid of the slave owners, they would not go to Texas where the slave owners were about to come. If they dared to resist the slave owners, they would not go to Texas where there was no tradition of ‘slavery’.”

“Of course, this also requires our guidance.”

He looked at the cart and saw that the last gun was taken away by a strong black slave. He raised his voice and shouted: “Black brothers, I know you are afraid of the revenge of those slave owners, but those slave owners are better than you.” What’s the difference? They’re not even as strong as you, they just have one more gun and they’re united enough!”

“But in Louisiana, Mississippi, and Florida, you are much more numerous than slave owners. Let more black brothers be liberated and join your ranks, so that the slave owners of the past can We see the power of your unity! Fight for your freedom, to no longer be stepped on by others, and to liberate more black brothers!”

Leon’s fists were clenched in his chest and he couldn’t help but wave them. Facing the insensitive faces, he couldn’t help but feel a little drumming in his heart.

I don’t know if what this “Mr. Captain” who I haven’t seen in twenty years wrote is useful. Even every action and expression is regulated.

“You don’t need to be afraid that your strength is insufficient. In the small town of Munster, only one of our cavalry companies came. At the same time, we sent tens of thousands of cavalry into Louisiana to rescue your compatriots. You will soon be There will be an army of hundreds of thousands, and no one will dare to underestimate your power.”

A black slave who had obtained the weapon suddenly said: “Sir, I want to know why you came to help us?”

Leon said without hesitation: “Because the British are about to invade my hometown, just like they invaded you, to take away the land of Texas, kill our brothers and sisters, and sell us into slaves!”

The black slave let out a sigh of relief. He didn’t believe in any high moral integrity and no desire for anything in return. If that were the case, he would feel afraid.

“Brothers, as the Texas governor said, it’s time for us to make a choice, whether to continue to go back to the cage and be an ignorant beast, or to stand up as a human being and fight for Our future is bright.”

He raised the weapon in his hand and aimed it at a black man in the crowd who was obviously dressed much better than ordinary black slaves: “Soram, stand up, you damn accomplice, ugly executioner” , you are even more hateful than those slave owners!”

Someone gritted his teeth and said, “That’s right, Soram, stand up!”

The black man holding the weapon took off his clothes, revealing the shocking scars on it: “Brothers, I am definitely not intending revenge. In the plantation of the Arat family, almost every black man knows what this guy has committed.” “Countless crimes”

“That’s right!”

More and more people began to come forward to accuse this black man named Soram. Amid the anger of the crowd, the angry black people drowned them out, and the screams could not be heard.

The firing of guns in the square soon turned into a public trial, and the black people who had helped in the past were dragged out, whipped, and beaten, including many women.

Kakutou, who was watching this scene from the side, couldn’t help but lower his voice: “It seems that the effect is pretty good.”

Leon was a little embarrassed: “This seems to be called a public trial, but I haven’t planned to go to this step yet. Forget it, we were lucky after all. We met a black man with some leadership qualities.”

At this time, a Texas cowboy cavalry galloped over.

“Boss, the Louisiana state militia is here, accompanied by several paladins.”

This was not hidden from the black people. When they heard the news, they became visibly panicked. Many black people had also followed their masters and converted to Christianity. They were naturally afraid of the existence of the legend of the Paladin.

“Hahaha!”

Leon’s laughter seemed particularly harsh at this moment.

“You’ve come just in time, black brothers. Before we leave, we will give you one last gift. The firearms, pack animals, and ammunition of those state militiamen will be yours.”

“Texas Border Guards, follow me!”

As he spoke, Leon jumped up, got on his horse, and a group of hundreds of horsemen rushed out like the wind, leaving only a group of black slaves looking at each other in disbelief, as well as malicious looks hidden in the house.

I don’t know who fired the first shot. When the Texas cavalry came out of the city to meet the Louisiana militia, gunfire also rang out in the town.

“Take those beasts back to their cages.”

“Put down your weapons, you ugly niggas!”

“You can’t put down your weapons and fight them for freedom!”

A corner boss looked back at the fierce gun battle in the square with some worry: “Boss.”

“Don’t worry about them. If we can’t deal with this little trouble, our investment in them will be in vain.”

Without looking back, Leon led the way to the outside of the city. In front of him, he could already see hundreds of cavalry in formation, as well as the paladins at the head with the distinctive “Crusader” flag printed on them.

“They are not the Louisiana state militia!”

Looking at these elite “cavalry” who dismounted to fight, dug trenches, and formed skirmish lines, Leon said sternly: “They are British dragoons. Be careful not to be hit by their guns!”