The Qing Dynasty is about to end

Chapter 748 Black Coating White Coating

November 1862, 11, Hannibal, Missouri.

Twelve bodies were hung on the old oak tree in the west of the city, and the wind made people dizzy. In the middle was James Holt, the former mayor of Hannibal. This old man who had whipped three escaped black slaves to death was now stripped naked, with three burnt Chinese characters "白包衣" branded on his belly. More than 200 white people were kneeling under the tree, with hemp ropes around their necks, and the ends of the ropes were held in the hands of a strong black 包衣 - this was the new rule set by the black army of Emperor Xianfeng: one black 包衣 was responsible for five white 包衣, and if one escaped, all five would be hanged.

If this black guard dares to "sympathize" with the white guard and secretly release them, he and his family will have to die!

Of course, the Black Baoyi who have no wives and children will not be assigned to monitor the White Baoyi. As for how to manage the Baoyi, Xianfeng, De Ling and Yuan Bao are all professionals!

"Oh my God..." A white-haired old woman had just made the sign of the cross on her chest when Jerry in black coat hit her on the back with his whip.

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

Several black guards dragged over two white youths covered in blood. They were the last two militiamen in the city who had not surrendered. Heiqiang Zengke personally pulled out their nails with red-hot tongs. Now they were pressed under the gallows, and the black guards were forced to chop their legs with rusty axes - this was a "letter of surrender".

Jerry was the first to start chopping. The axe was blunt and the bones were hard. His screams tore through the morning mist on the river.

And several elderly white women were watching there. Black Jerry knew they would be released soon! These old women had lived in Hannibal for at least twenty years and knew every white and black person!

The white masters in Illinois will soon find out what the black bandits are doing now. If they attack us, it will be the turn of Black Jerry and his companions to have their hands and feet chopped off!

But Black Jerry dared not to be passive because the vicious monsters of the "Black Wall" Brigade were watching right by the side!

These lunatics from the First Negro Army of the South ravaged Missouri north of the Missouri River for nearly a month, defeating Grant's hastily assembled Missouri and Kansas militias and burning, killing, and looting in every Missouri town they captured.

Whether they are white or black, they are all their targets! The only difference is that the blacks they "liberated" are all treated as black bastards - even if they were originally free blacks, and white people are treated as white bastards, and the status of white bastards is lower than that of black bastards.
The Baptist Church in the south of the city became the base of the female Baoyi Corps - there were not only white women in the female Baoyi Corps, but also black women! They were relatively "equal" to each other, and all became women of black masters or yellow masters. The reason why they were thrown into the Baoyi Corps was that they did not participate in the battle, so naturally they could not raise the flag, and their identity was always Baoyi. Moreover, since the First Black Army crossed the Kansas River, the entire army entered a state of "bandit war" without a rear, and these women who followed the army were gathered and organized into a female Baoyi Corps. Although it was called a regiment, the number of personnel was as many as four or five thousand, which had long exceeded a regiment.

The stained glass of the church had been smashed long ago, and the cold wind was filled with the cries of women. More than 300 white women were crowded on the benches, with iron chains tied to their ankles. Bean soup was cooking 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? Do you white bitches know what kind of life we ​​have been living?"

Belle was now a female bondmaid. When she passed by the church with a pile of dirty military uniforms from Emperor Xianfeng, she ran into Zeng Ke, the black army, who was selecting people. The top general in the black army used his saber to lift the chin of a young woman: "Your man is running away, but he left you behind as a white slave. You are the one!" Anger flashed in the young woman's blue eyes, and she suddenly grabbed the firewood from the charcoal fire and stabbed Zeng Ke.

"Bitch!" Zengke was too slow to dodge, and a hole was burned on the hem of his uniform. He grabbed the young woman's blonde hair and dragged her to the altar, stripping her skirt in front of the statue of the Virgin Mary. Several black flag soldiers started to hold down the woman's hands and feet. When Zengke untied her belt, Belle turned her head away - if it was another black or even yellow person, she, the governor's female servant, could still plead for mercy, but "Black Wall" Zengke and "Black Whirlwind" Tom would not give her face.

If the matter reached the "one minute" level, she would definitely be the one to be scolded and beaten.
The plaster statue of the Virgin Mary fell to the ground with a loud bang, and the laughter of the black people and the crying of the young woman merged into one.

"Bell, don't leave me"

When Bell turned and left, she heard the young woman's cry for help.

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

The port cargo yard in the north of the city has now become a shack for black slaves. More than 500 "liberated" black slaves are crowded in a leaky wooden shed. Their treatment is slightly better than that of white slaves. They are not shackled and are not guarded by other black slaves. The ones who are responsible for guarding them are the Kansas black slaves who have just raised the flag. In addition, their "wives" will not be distributed to other black flag people for enjoyment, at least not now.

But they also had something that they could not do as well as the white guards, that is, they had to participate in the battles, dig trenches, build fortifications, and sometimes they had to be cannon fodder, taking an outdated smoothbore rifle to charge at the positions of the white militia. They even called it an opportunity to make merit and raise the flag!

Old Sam's knee was broken in a battle with the white militia. This 56-year-old black slave had his kneecap shattered by a stray bullet and could only kneel down to wash horses for officers with black flags. Last night he complained a few words, saying that Governor Zhao was a devil. This morning he was hung on the iron gate of the freight yard and was beaten. "Why..." Old Sam's son Joey held his father's hand with tears in his eyes, "Don't they say blacks don't fight blacks?"

"Bullshit!" A black-clad man with a festering wound on his arm spat out blood foam, "We are black serfs. The black master pushed us to the front during the war, but forgot about us when it came to distributing the benefits."

As he was talking, a group of black flag soldiers came over with more than 30 white prisoners. The black flag officer leading the group swung his whip and said, "Listen, you black guards! Carve a sign on them before noon. If one of them escapes, your rations will be reduced by 30%!"

Joey was given a rusty carving knife. In front of him was a white boy of about 16 or 17 years old, the son of the sheriff of Hannibal. The boy's chest was already branded with "white serf", and now he was going to carve a "number" on his forehead. As soon as the knife tip pierced his skin, the boy suddenly knocked Joey over and ran out.

Gunshots were fired.

When Joey got up, he saw the boy's brains splattered on the dock. The Black Flag soldier came over and hit Joey with the butt of his rifle: "Useless! Reduce your rations by 30% tonight!"

On the oak table on the second floor of the courthouse was a roasted turkey, and Chen Yucheng was slicing the meat with a knife. This young general of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was now the chief of staff of Emperor Xianfeng, and he actually commanded the First Black Army's operations in Kansas and Missouri.

"Twelve more Blackcoats have escaped." He took a sip of whiskey, "Should we kill a few more of them?"

Xianfeng stood in front of the map, twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his hand - it was given to him by Archbishop Amur Buddha of Colorado, and it was said to be from the snowy land. The map was filled with small blue flags representing the Northern Army, which was divided into several groups and approaching the town of Hannibal.

"We escaped well." Xianfeng suddenly laughed, "We made Grant think we were going to cross the river and ravage Illinois."

Illinois is the core territory of the Northern Union. It not only has big cities like Chicago, but is also the granary of the North. The Great Plains are full of wheat fields of white farmers. It must not be lost!
Xianfeng could imagine how angry Lincoln would be when he learned that he was going to cross the river into Illinois! Even though Grant knew that he would not do that, he had to transfer his troops to Illinois under political pressure.

Chen Yucheng paused with the tip of his knife. He recalled the scene of the Taiping Army fighting against local tyrants and dividing land under the leadership of Luo Yaoguo's Datong Society and farmers. Compared with what the Southern Yi Jin Prince Consort was doing, it was really much more righteous.

There were screams outside the window. The two walked to the balcony and saw Black Whirlwind Tom doing something new in the square: letting the white people and the black people who made mistakes whip each other, and whoever collapsed first would be thrown into the Mississippi River. Of course, the white people always lose!
"Do you want to take care of it?" Chen Yucheng asked.

"What do you care about?" Xianfeng counted his Buddhist beads. "The black devils and the white devils tortured each other, and the kind-hearted yellow people can't control them!"

At this time, Heidehai trotted to Xianfeng's side and whispered in his ear: "Governor, Bell is making trouble again and has offended Black Wall Zengke. Zengke and his men have sent him back."

Xianfeng sneered: "What a troublemaker! Let her stay in the prison car and reflect on her mistakes. I don't have time to deal with her now!"

"Yes! Governor!"

Map room at Union headquarters in St. Louis.

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

"General!" Chief of Staff Roslin interrupted him, "I just received a telegram from the President. He asked our Mississippi Army to prevent the black army from crossing the Mississippi River into Illinois."

Grant grabbed the telegram. This was the third telegram Lincoln had sent this week. In the first two telegrams, in addition to ordering him to stop Zhao Si from entering Illinois, he also ordered him to eliminate Zhao Si. He stared at the sign of Hannibal Town and suddenly said to Roslin: "Let the 7th and 9th Divisions turn west and cross the Mississippi River. I will use five divisions to trap Zhao Si to death in Hannibal Town!"

At this time, snow particles were floating outside the window and floating ice began to appear on the Mississippi River.
(End of this chapter)