I'm the Dauphin in France

Chapter 655: The Guide of Freedom (asking for monthly ticket)
In the end, Brand compromised.

After all, the degree of harm that would be incurred if the blacks in the Bahamas just clamored for independence were to actually set up a government structure and control the administration and economy of the entire island would be completely different.

By then, he, as the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, would have to bear full responsibility.

As for the reinforcements, he received news last week that preparations have not yet been completed and it will take at least four months for 4 soldiers to arrive in the Caribbean.

Before that, he needed someone to help him stabilize the situation in the Bahamas, at least to prevent the rebel government from easily confiscating the plantations on the island and expelling the British.

The "commission" paid to the French was naturally paid by the Governor of the Bahamas - Sir Essex had a lot of money with him when he fled Nassau.

That afternoon, Brissot returned to Saint-Domingo on the British transport ship HMS Smile, which was loaded with supplies.

The ship was used by him in the following months as part of his commitment to help the British suppress the uprising in the Bahamas.

As for France's own transport ships, they were "hijacked" by the Saint-Domingue rebels three months ago.

Brissot first stopped at the French-controlled island of Saint Lucia and changed French crew members before continuing to sail northwest.

As soon as the "Smile" left the range of the Lesser Antilles, a crew member brought a black man among the French "coolies" who had boarded the ship earlier to the officers' meeting room.

Brissot stood up and bowed to the ragged but sharp-eyed man, saying in English:

"It's great to see you here, Mr. Jones!"

Jones was the leader of the abolitionist movement in the Bahamas. After his rebel army was defeated, he was taken to St. Lucia by a ship of the Special Trade Association.

He raised his hand and hit her on the chest as a gesture of return:

"You are, they say, M. Auger's man?"

"That's it."

Jones nodded. "If you could give me a pistol and send me back to Bridgetown, I would be very grateful to you."

"What are you going to do?"

"David is dead, Jerrys is dead, old Jon is dead, everyone is dead." Jones stared at Brissot and said in a hoarse voice, "I have to avenge them. As long as I have a gun, I can kill a lot of British people, and then go to meet them 'there'."

Brissot nodded silently: "Although you have encountered some setbacks, the cause of freedom and liberation has not failed."

Jones shouted, "Liberty Forever!"

"I will send you back to Bridgetown, but not to assassinate British soldiers."

"So what else can I do? Get down on my knees and beg for forgiveness from the white man?"

"No, there are still hundreds of thousands of enslaved people waiting for you to rescue them," Brissot said. "Your cause of freedom must continue."

Jones smiled bitterly: "All the brothers who followed me are dead. Now I can't save anyone..."

"What if I could provide you with a thousand flintlocks and £5?"

Jones' eyes lit up. "You? Are you kidding?"

"Of course not." Brissot patted him on the shoulder. "The weapons will be delivered by ship in three days, and the money is in the cabin below. The cause of freedom will never end!" In this way, half of the 10 pounds that Brand had just paid was transferred to the abolitionist rebels to support the struggle against the British.

A few days later, Brissot stood on the bow of the ship and looked at Jones's back from afar, feeling a surge of excitement.

That is the flame of freedom! It has not yet been extinguished. It will continue to burn with that man throughout Barbados and one day liberate the enslaved and tortured people there!

He turned and looked at the boundless ocean.

On the other side of the Caribbean Sea, black people in the Bahamas and Jamaica were also resisting their tragic fate, using their blood and hands to destroy the dirty slavery system.

Then, Saint Domingo will lead the entire Caribbean region to establish a country of freedom, without oppression and slave trade.

Whether black, white, or mulatto, everyone can live there equally and smile equally brightly.

The long night of sin will end here! The light of freedom and happiness will shine forever on the boundless Caribbean Sea!
Brissot suddenly crossed himself, raised his head and said in a loud voice:
"Long live His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! You have brought hope to this land! May God bless you."

He was an ardent abolitionist who had come to America on a slave ship and witnessed the miserable lives of black slaves with his own eyes.

Those West African tribesmen were attacked, captured, and transported to America by slave traders, and nearly a quarter of them died on the way.

What awaited them was to work non-stop under the whip of the manor owner. If they were not careful, they would be tortured by burning, hanging upside down, or even executed.

Female black slaves would be abused by plantation owners at any time and in any place.

Slave owners would also pen them together like livestock, and select strong black men for unified "breeding". The black children born would become the slave owners' private property, and they would continue their lives as slaves and "livestock".

The fate of the black slaves continued to repeat itself like this, like falling into hell, with no hope.

Until His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sent him here.

Since then, countless innocent black people have been freed from the whips of the plantation owners, become human beings again, and bathed in the holy light of God again!
Brissot's eyes were a little red.

He swore in his heart that he would always follow His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, follow the guide of freedom, and give him everything he had!
Half a month later, a French anti-insurgency force of 4 people landed in the Bahamas.

The Bahamas Provisional Parliament suddenly became nervous and immediately authorized Major Toussaint Louverture and Lidington to call on the army to resist.

Of course, several top leaders in the parliament and two commanders of the rebel army had already met with Auger's envoys and knew that this French army was not an enemy.

The two sides may even have some cooperation.

French commander Lieutenant Colonel Galissonier pointed to the city of Nassau in the distance and smiled at Major Gardner, the British military advisor beside him:
"These niggers have no military knowledge. You see, it took me less than two days to complete the siege of this city."

"I wish you victory as soon as possible." Gardner said.

His so-called consultant was actually there to act as a "military supervisor" to prevent the French from taking money without doing any work.

At noon the next day, the French army launched a fierce attack on the city of Nassau.

For a moment, the sound of artillery was deafening. The buildings outside Nassau were soon torn to pieces by the shells. Then, the French infantry line, urged by the sound of military drums, advanced neatly towards the city.

Just as Gardner was marveling at the French army's powerful fighting ability, which had left the black slaves without any chance of fighting back, a horn suddenly sounded from the flanks and rear of the French army's two wings.

(End of this chapter)