Chapter 748 ??Black coat white coat

On November 7, 1862, twelve corpses hung on an old oak tree west of Hannibal City, Missouri, which was dizzy when the wind blew. In the middle was Hannibal's former mayor James

Holt, the old man who used a whip to kill three escaped black slaves, has now been stripped naked and his belly is covered with three charred Chinese characters "Hundred Coats". There are more than two hundred white people kneeling under the tree, with hemp ropes around their necks and the rope heads are in a strong black coat. This is the new rule of the black army in Xianfeng: one black coat tubes and five white coats, one escapes, and five are all hanging.

If this black Baoyi dares to "sympathize with" Bai Baoyi and secretly release them, then he and his family will die!

Of course, black coats without wives and children will not be assigned to monitor white coats... How to control Baoyi, Xianfeng, Deling, and Yuanbao are all professionals!

"O God." As soon as a white-haired old woman cut a cross on her chest, the black-coated Jerry's whip whipped on her back.

"Your God is across the river!" Jerry pointed to Illinois on the east bank of the Mississippi River and laughed, "In this Hannibal, Governor Zhao is God!"

A few black coats dragged two white young men covered in blood. These were the last two unsuccessful militias in the city. Black Wall Zengke pulled their nails with red tongs. Now they were pressed under the gallows, and the black coats were forced to chop their legs with rusty axes.

This is a "vote of fame".

Jerry was the first to chop, his axe was dull and his bones were hard, and his screams tore through the morning mist on the river.

And a few older white old Ji were watching there...\n. Black Coat Jerry knew they would be released soon! These old women lived in Hannibal for at least twenty years and knew every white and black man!

What the black coaters do now, Mr. Bai of Illinois will soon know, if they call...\n..\n.\n, it will be Black Jerry and his friends who will be chopped down!

But Black Jerry dared not be unfavorable. ::::. Because the evil spirit of the "Black Wall" brigade was just around the side to take a look!

These madmen from the First Black Army of the South were impatient in Missouri, north of the Missouri River, defeated the Missouri militia and Kansas militia that Grant had rush to gather, and burned and killed and looted every Missouri town they had captured.

Whether it is white or black people, they are their targets! The only difference is that black people who are "liberated" by them are all black. Even if they are originally free black people, white people are white. The status of white clothes is lower than black clothes...\n.

The Baptist Church in the south of the city became the resident of the women's clothing regiment. There were not only white women, but also black women! They were relatively "equal" among them, and they all became women of the black masters or the yellow masters. The reason why they were thrown into the garment regiment was that they did not participate in the battle, so they naturally could not carry the flag, and their identity was always coated. Moreover, since the First Black Army crossed the Kansas River, the entire army entered a "bandit war" state without a rear. These women who followed the army were concentrated and formed into a female coat group. It was said to be a regiment, but the number of personnel was as high as four or five thousand, which had long exceeded one regiment.

The stained glass of the church had long been smashed, and the crying of women was wrapped in the cold wind. More than three hundred white women were squeezed on benches, with iron chains on their ankles. Bean soup was boiled on the fire at the door, and several black women knocked on the edge of the pot with long-handled spoons: "Why are you crying? You white bitches know what life are you living?"

Bell is also a female coat now. When she was passing by the church with a dirty military uniform from Xianfeng, she was hitting a black wall and Zeng Ke was picking people.

The number one general in the black army used a saber to lift a young woman's chin: "Your man's legs are about to run away, but you are left as a white female slave...:...you are the ones!" The young woman's blue eyes flashed with anger, and she suddenly grabbed the firewood from the charcoal fire and stabbed Zeng Ke.

"Bitch!" Zeng Ke hid slowly, and a hole was burned in the hem of the military uniform. He grabbed the young woman's blonde hair and dragged her to the altar, and grabbed her skirt in front of the Virgin. Several black flag soldiers started to urge the woman's hands and feet. When Zeng Ke untied her belt, Bell turned his head. If it were other black people or even yellow people, she, the female coat of the governor, could still ask for love, but "Black Wall" Zeng Ke and "Black Tornado" Tom would not give her face.

If the matter is in a "one minute", she will definitely be the one who is scolded and beaten...

The plaster of Virgin Mary fell to the ground like a bang, and the laughter of the black man and the cry of the young woman were heard.

"Bell, don't leave me behind.

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When Bell turned his head and left, the young woman's cry for help came to her ears.

She turned around and shouted at Hei Zengke, who was venting his animal desires: "Zengke, stop...:...Don't hurt her!"

The port cargo yard in the north of the city has now become a shack of black coats. More than 500 "liberated" black slaves are squeezed into the leaking wooden shed. Their treatment is better than white coats. They are not worn and not under other black coats. They are not in charge of taking care of them. The Kansas black slaves who have just raised the flag. In addition, their "wife" will not be distributed to other black flagmen to enjoy... At least not now.

But they also have some things that are not as good as white coats, that is, they have to participate in battles, be responsible for digging trenches, repairing fortifications, and sometimes they have to be cannon fodder, and take an old smoothbore gun to rush to the positions of the white militia. They also have a reputation for making meritorious service and carrying the flag!

Old Sam's knee was broken in a battle with the white militia. After the kneecap was broken by stray bullets, the old black slave could only kneel down and wash the horses of the officer in the black flag. Last night he complained a few times, saying that Governor Zhao was a devil and was hung on the iron gate of the cargo yard this morning and was beaten.

"Why—" Old Sam's son Joey looked at his father's hand, and his eyes were filled with tears. "Didn't you say that black people don't beat black people?"

"Fuck!" One of the arm next to him was shot, and the wound had already purified the blood foam of the mouth. "We are black serfs, and they are black masters... I put us in front of us when we were fighting, and when we shared the benefits, I forgot us..."

Just as I was talking, a team of black flag soldiers escorted more than 30 white prisoners. The officers in the black flag led by the team grabbed the whip: "Listen to you black coats! Carve them the words before noon, and if you escape, you will reduce your food by 30%!"

Joey was assigned to a rusty carving knife. In front of him was a white boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, the young master of the sheriff's house in Hannibal.

The boy's chest was already made of "white serfs" and now he was going to engrave a "number" on his forehead. As soon as the tip of the knife pierced the skin, the boy suddenly knocked over Joey and ran out.

The gunshots.

When Joey got up, he saw the boy's brain splashing on the dock. The black flag soldier came over and smashed Joey with a gun: "Bad! Tonight, your shed will reduce 30% of the rations!"

There was a roast turkey on the oak table on the second floor of the court, and Chen Yucheng used a knife to slice the meat. This young general of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom has now become the chief of staff of Xianfeng. He was actually in command of the battles of the First Black Army in Kansas and Missouri.

"Twelve other black coats escaped." He took a sip of the whiskey, "Do you want to kill a few groups of towns?"

Xianfeng stood in front of the map, twisting Buddhist beads in his hand. This was given to him by the Archbishop of Colorado, Lord Amurfu. It is said to be from the snowy land. The map is filled with small blue flags representing the Northern Army, and are split into several strands and approaching Hannibal Town.

"Go away well." Xianfeng suddenly smiled, "It made Grant think we were going to cross the river to Illinois."

Illinois is the core territory of the Northern Federation. It not only has a big city like Chicago, but also a granary in the north.

The Great Plains are covered with wheat fields of white farmers. You must not lose anything!

Xianfeng could even imagine how annoyed Lincoln would be when he learned that he was going to cross the river and enter Illinois! Even if Grant knew that he would not do that, under political pressure, he had to transfer his troops to Illinois.

Chen Yucheng paused. He remembered the scene of the Taiping Army fighting against the local tyrants and dividing the fields under the leadership of Luo Yaoguo's Datonghui and farmers... Compared to the Nanyijin prince-consort in front of him, he was so benevolent and righteous.

A scream came from outside the window. The two walked to the balcony and saw the Black Tornado Tom playing a new trick in the square: let White Pangyi and Black Pangyi whip each other, who couldn't stand it and fell down first and threw it into the Mississippi River... Of course, white people always lose!

"Do you need to take care of it?" Chen Yucheng asked.

"What do you care?" Xianfeng counted the Buddhist beads, "The black devil and the white devil torture each other, and the kind-hearted yellow people can't suppress them!"

At this time, Heidehai trotted to Xianfeng all the way and muttered in his ear: "Governor General, Bell is troublesome again. He messed with Zeng Ke in the black wall and was sent back by Zeng Ke."

Xianfeng laughed: "It's really troublesome! Let her stay in the prison car by herself and reflect on her. I don't have time to deal with her now!"

"Yes! Governor!"

St. Louis, the map room of the Federal Army Command.

Grant bit the cigar and pressed three copper nails on the west bank of the Mississippi River: "The 1st Division went north from Quince, the 3rd Division went south along the Mississippi River, and the 5th Division went west... It's damn, there are obviously 9 divisions..."

"General!" Chief of Staff Rosling interrupted him, "I just received a telegram from the president, and he asked our Mississippi Legion to prevent the black army from crossing the Mississippi River and entering Illinois."

Grant grabbed the telegram. This was Lincoln's third telegram this week. In addition to ordering him to prevent Zhao Si from entering Illinois, he also ordered him to destroy Zhao Si. He stared at the mark of Hannibal Town and suddenly said to Roslin: "Let the 7th and 9th Divisions turn west across the Mississippi River... I will use five divisions Zhao Si to trap him in Hannibal Town!"
Chapter completed!