Chapter 598 You Are the Real Freedom Fighter

Chapter 591 Your Excellency is the True Freedom Fighter

Buchanan’s call was to inform Liang Yao that he had nominated Liang Yao as Lieutenant General, and the Senate was still in the process of voting to confirm.

Scott’s call was to say that he was ill, and he had recommended Liang Yao to Buchanan as Secretary of War, hoping that Liang Yao could come to Washington to take over his position.

The West has not obtained a political status that matches its economic status, and there is a lack of Western representatives within the federal government. This phenomenon has been going on for a long time.

Liang Yaozhi is not in a corner of the West, and he also wants to work in the central government, but not now, let alone in the Buchanan government.

Buchanan and Scott played this old trick of promoting and demoting in secret, just to take the opportunity to remove his military power.

“Lieutenant General, Secretary of War, these are two delicious cheeses on the mousetrap.” Fremont also saw the intentions of Buchanan and Scott.

"The army is the foundation of the order and security of the entire West. If you go to Washington to report, no one will be able to replace the position of the commander of the Western Brigade."

Fremont is a politician with a military background. He knows how tempting the positions of lieutenant general and secretary of war are to American soldiers.

Any of these two positions is the ultimate goal that all American soldiers dream of, or even out of reach. Not to mention how tempting it will be when these two positions are given to the same person at the same time.

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

One of the important reasons why he can have his current status and the federal government respects him is that he has the army in his hands. If there is no army, his value in the eyes of the federal government will be greatly reduced.

In addition, the price offered by the federal government is just very tempting. The rank of lieutenant general is just an honorary rank. As for the secretary of the Ministry of War, it is a real vacancy.

But Liang Yao does not have his own team in the East. Even if he sits in the position of secretary of war, those colonels and brigadier generals in the East who are older than him may not buy his account.

Although he had made outstanding military achievements, he was not a member of the Eastern military after all, and he was not the same as them.

"It's good that you are not interested." Fremont breathed a sigh of relief. He was really a little worried that Liang Yao would rush to Washington to accept the rank of lieutenant general and the position of Secretary of War.

"How do you plan to reject Buchanan and Scott?"

"Scott can get sick, so why can't I get sick?" Liang Yao turned to Carnegie and said, "Carnegie, just reply that I am very ill and cannot travel far. Thank you, Mr. President and the Secretary of War for your support. When my condition improves, I will immediately visit Washington in person to thank you, Mr. President and the Secretary of War."

It seems that it is time to make a big move 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 landed on wooden houses.

The houses in this city are mainly made of local materials and are built of thick wood. Even the roof is covered with heavy wooden tiles. Although these wooden tiles have turned yellow and moldy after years of baptism, they are still strong and durable.

The chimney on the roof emits slowly rising white smoke, mixed with the snow in the morning, filling the air, adding a touch of fireworks to this small town.

On the street, pedestrians hurriedly walked in heavy fur coats, and their footsteps made crisp sounds in the snow. Some people pulled carriages, and the wheels of the carriages left deep marks on the snow, and the horseshoes stepped out of the snow.

In the backyard of the Lisong Hotel in Louis City, John Brown sat in front of the stove and roasted the fire. Although the hot wine in the wine pot in front of him was steaming with the aroma of wine.

But John Brown, who loves alcohol, has no interest in wine at this time. He stared at several large boxes covered tightly with tarpaulins in the yard, guessing what was in these large boxes.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, a mysterious white man wearing a turban, wrapped up tightly from head to toe, even his face was wrapped in a scarf, revealing only a pair of deep brown eyes, walked into the yard and called his name: "Mr. John Brown."

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

Although John Brown's Gilead League was a very powerful abolitionist armed group in the North, it did not have the support of a financially strong sponsor.

In the years when Kansas participated in the Civil War, the Gilead League has been facing the problem of lack of guns, medicine, and supplies.

A good cook cannot cook without rice, which is one of the reasons why the Gilead League armed forces have performed well in the Kansas Civil War for so many years, but have been unable to grow and develop.

Finally, a sponsor was willing to support the Gilead League's abolitionist cause, which made John Brown very excited and inspired, and felt full of energy.

John Brown was very grateful for the support of this mysterious sponsor, but was also curious about his identity.

"My name is not important. What's important is that I am willing to support you." The mysterious white man handed a heavy box to John Brown.

John Brown opened the box and found that it was filled with neatly arranged pieces of gold. John Brown weighed the box and roughly estimated the weight of the gold.

The weight of this box of gold will not be less than 500 ounces.

John Brown's eyes were moist, and he bowed deeply to the person in front of him: "You are the real freedom fighter."

John Brown's abolitionist cause has received support, but he received more verbal support. This is the first time he has received such a huge amount of cash support.

"These are also for you." The mysterious man walked to the tarpaulin, lifted the snow-proof tarpaulin, opened the wooden box, and casually grabbed a Walter rifle from the wooden box and played with it in his hand for a while.

"150 Walter rifles, 50 Colt pistols, each with 500 original bullets. Send your people to quietly move these things out of the hotel at night."

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

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

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

These old comrades of John Brown included white people and black slaves he had rescued.

Although this group of ragged people had different skin colors, they had a common belief: to liberate all slaves in the southern slave states! To plant the flag of freedom in every state of the United States!