1850 American Gold Tycoon

Chapter 591 You are the real freedom fighter

The content of Buchanan's call was to inform Liang Yao that he had nominated Liang Yao as Lieutenant General, and the Senate was still voting for confirmation.

The content of Scott's call stated that he was ill. He had recommended Liang Yao to Buchanan as Secretary of War and hoped that Liang Yao could come to Washington to take his place.

The West has not gained a political status commensurate with its economic status, and there is a lack of spokespersons for the West within the federal government. This phenomenon has lasted for a long time.

Liang Yaozhi is not in a corner of the west, and he also has the idea of ​​serving in the central government, but not now, let alone in the Buchanan administration.

Buchanan and Scott played this old trick of ascending and descending covertly, just to take the opportunity to remove his military power.

"Lieutenant General, Secretary of War, these are two delicious pieces of cheese on a mousetrap." Fremont also saw the intentions of Buchanan and Scott.

"The military is the foundation for maintaining order and security in the entire western region. If you go to Washington to resign, no one will be able to replace the commander of the Western Brigade."

Fremont was a politician with a military background, and he knew how attractive the positions of lieutenant general and secretary of war were to American soldiers.

Either of these two positions is the ultimate goal that all American soldiers dream of, and may even be unattainable. Not to mention how tempting it is when both positions are awarded to the same person at the same time.

"I'm not a mouse, and I won't be interested in the cheese in the mouse trap." Liang Yao said very soberly.

The federal government respects him for his current status. One of the important reasons is that he has the army in his hands. Without the military, his value in the eyes of the federal government would be greatly reduced.

Furthermore, the price offered by the federal government just looks very attractive. The rank of lieutenant general is only an honorary military rank. As for the secretary of war, this is actually a shortage.

But Liang Yao didn't have his own team in the east. Even if he took the position of Minister of War, the colonels and brigadiers in the east who were older than him might not buy his account.

Although he has outstanding military exploits, he is still not a part of the eastern military community and is not the same as them.

"It's okay if you're not interested." Fremont breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that Liang Yao would get mad and go to Washington to accept the rank of Lieutenant General and the position of Secretary of War.

"How are you going to say no to Buchanan and Scott?"

"Scott can get sick, can't I get sick?" Liang Yao turned to Carnegie and said, "Carnegie, he replied that I am very ill and should not travel far. Thank you to the President and the Secretary of War for their support. I will wait until I get better." After I got better, I immediately went to Washington to personally visit and thank the President and the Secretary of War."

It seems that it is time to make some big noise in the east to divert the attention of the Buchanan government.

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January 1860, St. Louis, Missouri.

It was a cold morning, and snowflakes slowly fell from the sky and fell on the wooden houses.

The city's houses are mainly built of thick timber, using local materials. Even the roof is covered with thick wooden tiles, which have become yellowed and moldy over time, but are still strong and durable.

Slowly rising white smoke came out of the chimney on the roof, mixed with the morning snowflakes, filling the air, adding a touch of fireworks to this small town.

On the street, pedestrians wearing heavy fur coats hurried past, their footsteps making crisp sounds in the snow. Some people were pulling carriages. The wheels of the carriages left deep imprints on the snow, and the horses' hooves made ravines in the snow.

In the backyard of the Standing Pine Hotel in Louis City, John Brown sat in front of the stove and warmed himself up. The hot wine in the jug in front of him was steaming with the aroma of wine.

But John Brown, who was a heavy drinker, had no interest in wine at all at this time. He stared at several large boxes tightly covered with tarpaulins in the courtyard, guessing what was in these large boxes.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, a mysterious white man wearing a scarf, wrapped tightly around his body, even his face was covered with a scarf, only revealing a pair of deep brown eyes, walked into the yard and called his name: " Mr. John Brown.”

"Sir, may I ask your surname?" John Brown knew that this was the person he had been waiting for, and hurriedly stood up to greet him.

Although John Brown's Gileadite Alliance was a very effective fighting force among the abolitionist armed groups in the north, it did not have the support of a wealthy financial backer.

During the years when Kansas was involved in the Civil War, the Gileadite Alliance had been facing problems of shortage of guns, medicine, and supplies.

This is one of the reasons why the Gileadite Alliance's armed forces performed well in the Kansas Civil War over the years, but have been unable to develop and grow.

Finally, a financial sponsor was willing to support the Gileadite Alliance's abolition cause. This made John Brown very excited and inspired, and he felt full of energy.

John Brown was grateful for the support of this mysterious benefactor and was also curious about his identity.

"My name is not important. What is important is that I am willing to support you." With that said, the mysterious white man handed a heavy box in his hand to John Brown.

John Brown opened the box and was surprised to find that lying inside the box were neatly arranged pieces of gold. John Brown weighed the box and roughly estimated the weight of the gold.

The weight of gold in this box cannot be less than 500 ounces.

John Brown's eyes were wet, and he bowed deeply to the person in front of him: "Your Excellency is the real freedom fighter."

John Brown's abolitionist cause did not receive support, but he received more verbal support. This is the first time he has received such a huge amount of cash support.

"These are for you too." The mysterious man walked up to the tarp, lifted the snow-proof tarp, opened the wooden box, casually grabbed a Walter-style rifle from the wooden box and played with it for a while.

"150 Walter rifles, 50 Colt pistols, each gun comes with 500 original bullets. At night, you send your people to quietly remove these things from the hotel in a low-key manner."

"Great!" John Brown rubbed his hands excitedly. With this batch of arms and gold, his long-planned plan could finally be put into practice.

In the evening, John Brown asked his son Little Brown to quietly use a carriage to pull away the arms from the hotel.

John Brown himself rushed to Kansas without stopping and brought together his old comrades who had fought side by side in Kansas.

These old comrades-in-arms of John Brown include white people and black slaves who were rescued by him.

Although this group of ragged people even have different skin colors, they share the same belief: liberate the slaves in all southern slave states! Plant the flag of freedom in every state in the United States!