I Am the Crown Prince in France

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These conditions ensured that the interests of the planters of Saint-Domingue would not be greatly infringed.

As for the wages paid to black people, this part can be temporarily compensated by the Saint-Domingue government through tax cuts. When chaos breaks out in the Caribbean, the price of sugar cane will inevitably skyrocket. The sugar cane plantations in Saint-Domingue will even make more money than before, and no one will care about the little wages.

Of course, the British will not sit back and watch France make a lot of money from the sugar of Saint-Domingue. They will definitely try to cut off the water channel of Port-au-Prince based on the principle of "if I am not good, no one can think of it."

Joseph also expected this situation to occur, so he had already prepared another "big killer weapon".

That night, Brissot returned to the villa of the Marquis Vidal de La Valletri, his residence in Port-au-Prince, and had a detailed discussion with the intelligence officials who came with him about the British intervention in Saint-Domingue. , and revised the crown prince's plan.

Early the next morning, Brissot told Auger about the arrangements for the troops affiliated with the abolitionist organization, and the latter agreed without much hesitation.

After Brissot left, Auger immediately rushed to the previous basement to convene a meeting with representatives of the abolitionist organization.

Under the excited gaze of more than a dozen representatives, Auger recounted the French government's decision to abolish slavery, and was interrupted several times by excited cheers.

Then he relayed the French government's request and finally said:

"And our troops will be retained and fulfill some of their obligations - to assist the government in resolving the Booker riots."

Solving the problem within the framework of the existing order is undoubtedly the optimal solution. At this time, the Booker movement, which continues to massacre white people and attempts to destroy the framework, has become the enemy of the abolitionist organization.

Auger looked at a mixed-race officer: "Major Jonas, we will cooperate with the governor's army to drive the Booker rebels to the north of Tortuga. There will be some ships waiting there to pick up these thugs.

"The Marquis de La Valletri will send someone to give you the specific combat plan. I need you to assemble the army as soon as possible and take action immediately after the abolition of slavery bill is passed."

"Okay, Mr. Auger."

Three days later.

The Assembly of Saint-Domingue voted on the abolition bill submitted by Auger.

The Governor had previously received instructions from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and ordered the slaveholding MPs not to object.

At 10:30 in the morning, the Slavery Abolition Bill passed with a high vote.

The whole of Santo Domingo was shaken.

The black slaves were taken off their shackles and rushed into the streets excitedly, shouting and crying bitterly.

Abolitionist Major Rochemore led troops in the streets to maintain order, while the Governor's men pacified the planters.

The entire day passed without any violence.

At noon the next day, the Marquis of La Valletri led the governor's army to attack the Buc rebels from the east side of Tortuga.

At the same time, 1,200 soldiers under Major Jonas, armed with British brown Bess flintlock muskets, appeared on the south side of Tortuga.

Tortuga is located in the northwest corner of Santo Domingo. It has a peninsula-like terrain, facing the Caribbean Sea on its north and west sides, so the two armies are equivalent to completely blocking the road of the Booker rebels.

Just three days later, the black slave rebels, who lacked weapons and ammunition, were compressed near a small port on the north side of Tortuga.

On a rock in the port, Booker held up a telescope with a cracked lens and saw that the governor's army in white uniforms had completed its assembly a few miles away.

Due to the lack of reconnaissance means, the specific strength of the enemy's troops was unknown, but he estimated that there were at least 1,500 men.

And he also knew that thousands of soldiers commanded by mixed-race people in the south would arrive here soon.

The more than 800 revolting black soldiers under his command only had 300 guns, and they could not possibly be their opponents.

He looked at the low setting sun, cursed all the white people in a low voice, turned around and returned to the camp, ready to enjoy the last day of his life.

At this moment, his bodyguard appeared in front of him with an old black man with shriveled skin.

Booker's eyes were suddenly filled with murderous intent. He drew his sword from his waist and put it against the old man's chest, saying fiercely:

"Trock, you bastard who sold your soul to the white devil! Thank my ancestors for letting me catch you. I will skin you and sacrifice it to the spirit of nature!"

Trok looked at him calmly and said, "Booker, I'm here to save you."

"Ha, just because you are such an old man?" Booker laughed, "Can you get me 500 flintlock guns? If not, just shut up!"

"I know where the boat is."

The surroundings instantly became quiet. All the black soldiers looked directly at the old man.

"There is a British gentleman who sympathizes with your plight and is ready to take you away on his merchant ship." The old man said.

At night.

The torches were still burning in Booker's camp, but all the black rebels followed Trocker westward along the coast.

After walking for about three or four hours, Booker saw a huge merchant ship parked on the sea in the distance under the moonlight!

Several small boats were quickly put down on the ship, and after more than ten round trips, Booker and his soldiers were finally picked up on the ship.

A mixed-race middle-aged man walked out of the cabin and opened his arms to Booker:

"My hero, you do not deserve to die in Santo Domingo!"

Booker doesn't understand English. A soldier not far away rushed over to help him translate.

Booker smiled when he heard this, turned around and hugged the "British businessman" tightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Thank you for your help. May the ancestors bless you."

The latter smiled and said: "I am helping the Duke of Leeds with business. There are many weapons on this ship. I can give them all to you."

"Really? Thank you so much!"

The "British businessman" pointed to the north again: "There are too many enemies in Saint-Domingue now, so I suggest you choose a new foothold."

Booker had read some books and hesitated: "You mean, the Bahamas?"

"No, no, that place is no bigger than Santo Domingo, and it is not enough for you to accomplish your great work." The "British businessman" shook his head, "Further north, the United States. There are a large number of cotton plantations there, and millions of black people are enslaved. As long as If you go and rescue them, you will soon have tens of thousands of soldiers!"

Booker thought for a moment, patted his shoulder and nodded vigorously: "You are right, that is where I should go."

At this moment, one of his officers came out of the cabin and whispered something into his ear.

Booker's eyes suddenly lit up: "Are there thousands of flintlock muskets?"

He immediately looked at the "British businessman" again, grinned and said, "Are those for me?"

He was already prepared to kill him and his crew members after arriving in the United States if the other party said "no", and then use those guns to arm black people in the United States.

However, the "British businessman" also grinned: "If you like it, take them all. The matching ammunition is right next to it.

"Just one request I have is that when you achieve great things, don't forget the support the Duke of Leeds gave you."

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