Chapter 615 Black Hurricane

Chapter 616 Black Hurricane

The armed merchant ship "Deep Warehouse" had its main and auxiliary sails fully opened, and coupled with the push of the Gulf of Mexico current, it only took a week to sail, and it had already seen the coast of Georgia in the distance.

The Intelligence Bureau contacted the "Special Trade Association" a few days ago, and at this time a small smuggling ship was picking up the ship offshore.

In fact, the U.S. Coast Guard has almost no decent boats, but for the sake of safety, the "Deep Warehouse" waited until dusk before the smuggling boat led it to dock near a deserted beach in southeastern Georgia. .

Booker and his men immediately moved the weapons, ammunition, food and other items from the merchant ship ashore. Looking up, they saw the vast plains buried in the night.

His heart was filled with fear and excitement for the rest of his life. He immediately took out a wooden totem and placed it on the ground. He knelt down to thank his ancestors for their blessing.

After he finished praying, the "British businessman" happily came up to him, gave him a map, and warned:

"Great hero, this is the state of Georgia in the United States. There are large cotton plantations to the north and west, and countless black people are suffering there.

"And to the south is the Savannah River, and on the other side of the river is the territory of the Indians. They also hate white people. If the battle does not go well, you can cross the river and ask for help from them. At least you can defend the white army based on the river.

"Also, the dense forest to the west will provide you with cover."

At this time, the territory of the United States was limited to the area east of the Missouri River and north of Florida. Even Florida was still a Spanish colony.

There were even several larger Indian tribes active between Florida and the U.S. territories.

Georgia is adjacent to Florida and Indy-controlled areas, and can quickly retreat into the Atlantic Ocean to the east. It can be said to be an excellent "place for trouble."

Booker carefully put away the map and was about to say goodbye to his "British friends" when he suddenly looked up and saw the neat gun bay of the "Deep Cargo" illuminated by lights.

He grinned at his "British friends" and asked his men to dismantle the 9-pounder and 4-pounder guns on the ship without any hesitation.

In fact, the ship was equipped with an 18-pounder gun, but it was too heavy, and he had no horses and could not move it at all.

"Thank you, Mr. Robin," Booker made a voodoo prayer gesture, "I will return these things to you ten times a hundred times in the future."

The "British businessman" smiled and waved:

"I didn't do anything. Please thank the Duke of Leeds. Oh, his full name is Francis Godolphin Osborne."

Two days later.

Several mixed-race reconnaissance troops returned to the woods where Booker's rebels were hiding and reported to Booker the situation nearby.

Booker marked the nearby plantations on the map, discussed it with his officers, and finally pointed to the "Alle Plant Manor" in the north.

According to the information brought back by the scouts, there were nearly 200 black slaves there, while there were no more than 30 white people.

Early the next morning, while the plantation owner Plant and his family were still sleeping, gunshots suddenly sounded vaguely in the distance.

Mrs. Plant pushed her husband hard:

"Evans, what happened?"

Evans Plant rolled over and muttered:

"The nigger must have broken the chain again, and Ryan is leading the chase. I hope Ryan won't be shot like last time..."

However, the gunfire became increasingly intensive.

Plant realized something was wrong, opened his eyes suddenly, and grabbed the shotgun beside the bed.

As soon as he and his two sons walked out of the villa, they saw Ryan, the supervisor and captain with his face covered in blood, rushing over on horseback and shouting:

"Quick! Run! There are too many niggers, and there are guns!"

"Niggers?" Plant waved his shotgun, "How many are there?"

"At least 200 people..."

More than ten minutes later, the Plante family fled westward on horseback, with the town of Mellie just 10 miles over there.

However, as soon as they ran across the endless cotton fields, they saw more than 20 black men in white military uniforms pointing guns at them.

"No, don't shoot! You can have whatever you want..."

Plant was just halfway through shouting when the black men pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Just four hours later, 31 heads were placed at Booker's feet, while Plant's daughter and two other white overseers were hung from the wooden frame used to torture black slaves.

Surrounding them were more than 300 soldiers from the Booker Movement and nearly 200 black slaves from the plantation. Other soldiers continued to search around the plantation for whites who had slipped through.

Booker listened to the "pop" sound of his men whipping the white people and the screams of the white people, and waved his hands vigorously to the trembling black slaves:

"You are free! The great god Legba protects you.

"Now everyone pray with me to the gods and ancestors, then take up arms and kill all the damn white people!"

The black slaves looked at each other - they didn't understand French.

When Booker's men translated, most of the black slaves were so frightened that they burst into tears and told Booker that they were dead.

There were also a dozen brave ones who squeezed out of the crowd, came behind Booker, and knelt down to the totem pole together.

In the following week, Booker's army attacked three plantations one after another, and the team expanded to nearly a thousand people.

In fact, there have been many black slave uprisings in the United States before, but they basically lacked organization or the leaders had no command skills, and without exception they were easily suppressed.

This time, the Americans were beaten to a pulp by the Booker movement, which was trained in the blood and fire of Saint Domingo.

You know, in history, Booker and his group fought hard with the regular army in Saint Domingo until the governor mobilized more than 2,000 soldiers to defeat them.

Because the United States is vast and sparsely populated, and Booker never left anyone alive, it was not until ten days later that the Savannah militia got the news and hurriedly sent out 400 troops to suppress it.

According to their previous experience, such a large army was enough to deal with any rebellious black devil.

But when they arrived at the town of Meli, which was occupied by rebellious black slaves, they suddenly heard the roar of cannons behind them, and more than a dozen soldiers were smashed into pieces by 12-pound iron balls and scattered everywhere.

The American soldiers were instantly thrown into panic, and then thousands of blacks holding Brown Bess flintlock rifles pressed towards them from both sides...

Two days later, the mayor of Savannah, Michael Hayden, looked at the urgent military report in his hand, his face pale.

The main force of the city militia had been defeated by the rebellious black slaves, and more than 180 people died. At present, the black slaves are approaching Savannah...

While Booker was advancing triumphantly, in Saint-Domingue, Brissot was holding a meeting with Auger, Governor Mably and several heavyweight congressmen that could affect the entire Caribbean region.