As long as he can't get out of Louisiana, no matter which city the Underground Railroad members go to, there are local people who will join forces with the pursuing horses, and Bird Taylor and Westin have this confidence. Monroe is a small place, the northern gateway to Louisiana, but its size is nowhere near comparable to places like New Orleans, but they still have an eye inside to watch the Underground Railroad members' every move.

"The group of fugitives who entered a courtyard and there was no movement, I don't think they will come out for the time being!" Raidon looked at the person who had been waiting for Monroe to come in for a long time, and then told the news to Westin, who had been following him all the way.

"Just know where to hide, I guess it's the Bird Taylor group that made too much noise for the members of the Underground Railroad to act rashly for the time being, maybe they will choose to escape after nightfall!" Westin was holding a piece of dead grass in his mouth, and the dead grass at the corner of his mouth kept shaking up and down as he spoke, looking very funny.

"Just continue to monitor, if the other party escapes at night, we will go directly to Monroe and knock out the stronghold of the Underground Railroad, and the group of people who go out of Monroe will be handed over to the people of Taylor Manor, if we are fast! Maybe I can still see the people of Taylor Manor ambushing the Yankees, and I really want to see if those guys who dare to enter Africa to capture slaves are really so powerful......" Raidon's words entered Westin's heart, and he also wanted to see if the thugs of Taylor Manor were worthy of their name.

The two groups of people from Sheffield Plantation and Taylor Manor, respectively, rested in the forest next to the two main roads of Monroe, one south and one north, this was the last battle, as long as the last stronghold was knocked out, they could go home to wash the dust of the past few days.

This is the last stronghold, and the headquarters of the Underground Railroad in Louisiana, and both Bird Taylor to the north and Westin to the south know that things might not go this way. Especially today Bird Taylor has been swaggering in the city once, although it may have the effect of startling the snake, but it will also make the Yankee more vigilant, in general, the pros and cons are half, the advantage is that the two sides will have a break today, and the disadvantage is that maybe this break will use guns to solve the problem.

"Raidon, tell our people to rest first! There's something big to do in the evening! Westin leaned against the stump and glanced at his pocket watch, then began to fall asleep! Everyone understood the importance of rest, and after a while, except for two or three patrolling overseers, the grove was completely silent.

Although it was December, Louisiana, which belongs to the subtropics, was not cold, and unless the cold air from the Arctic Circle moved south, the temperature was still about 20 degrees during the day, and these overseers could not feel the cold when they rested in the woods. One by one, the overseers of the Sheffield plantation buttoned their cowboy hats on their faces, and in a short time they all entered into their dreams.

The sun moved westward little by little, and before I knew it, the sky began to darken, and Westin, who had entered the dream, suddenly shivered, woke up with a shock, and took off the cowboy hat on his face, and the ground was already covered with a black veil in front of his eyes, and when he saw that most people had woken up, Westin stood up and moved to absorb a little heat, dispelling the coolness on his body, and took out his pocket watch from his pocket and said, "It's eight o'clock, I don't know what the situation is in the town......"

"I've told the people in the city that when they leave, someone will come and inform us immediately!" Raidon rubbed his arm, and there were pimples in the bare area, but he didn't mind, it was a common thing to be in the wild.

In a few moments, a man arrived on horseback from the direction of Monroe! Rayden looked out for a moment and walked out of the forest and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"The men of that courtyard have already left, and they have left Monroe with about ten black slaves, all of whom were brought in from outside during the day!" The man stopped in front of Raidon and hurriedly said as soon as he jumped off his horse.

Westin walked out of the woods step by step, until two thumbs were placed in the middle of the road, and a loud whistle was very loud in the night, like the neighing of a head horse, and the overseers of Sheffield Plantation in the woods on both sides led the horses out of twos and threes, "Check the guns, prepare the ammunition!" I saw the white man shoot first and snatch back the black slaves on our plantation......"

"Punish the Yankee thief!" Everyone shouted and got on their horses, Westin said to the messenger, "Lead the way, set up the ......" and more than forty overseers wearing cowboy hats accelerated down the road to Monroe.

The houses on the side of the road, many of them are busy all day preparing for bed, and they hear a dense sound of horses' hooves outside from far and near, and some life experience knows that there are not a few people who have heard it, but they are not unseen in the northern gateway of Louisiana, and they must be black slave hunters who chase slaves, and let their children sleep everywhere and ignore the outside world.

"It's the yard in front!" The one who ran at the front shouted to report the news, and Westin saw at a glance that the fence outside the yard was less than half a meter, and he rode on his horse and shouted, "Jump in!" At the same time, he flicked his horsewhip and accelerated his sprint, and when he was more than a meter away, he reined in the horse's head and jumped into the yard.

"Jump!" Several overseers behind Westin also jumped into the courtyard, and the overseers behind separated from the front of the house to surround the place.

"You are ......" As soon as a white man who came out of the room spoke, he was put on the head by the rifle that Westin took off his back, and a hostage glanced around Westin in his hand and said, "All the people in the room hurry up and get me out!" ”

"It can't be! This is private property, you robbers! The man who was held against the rifle whispered.

"Robbers?" Westin kicked the man's stomach, and the huge force directly kicked the man to the ground, "Yankee thief, dare to steal our slaves?" Shoot ......"

With Westin's order, all the overseers on horseback raised their guns one after another, and at this moment, a black man with a shotgun in another room fired a shot into the sky, and then walked out and said, "Get out of here, ...... immediately"

Westin walked unhurriedly behind the man who was kicked, picked the man up and blocked him in front of him, and said, ", put down the gun, or you will definitely die......"

Westin, who was hiding behind the hostage, greatly increased his courage, glanced at the black slave in front of him dangerously, showed a sneer, and secretly waved his hand to the overseer behind him,

...... bumping, the black man with the shotgun almost instantly weighed five shots, "Humph! I advise you to hand over the black slaves you stole from us, so that you may still live!" With Westin's words, more than twenty people had already entered the courtyard, and there were several guns pointed at the door of each house, Westin pointed to the corpse of the black man on the ground and said with a threatening face, "Otherwise, the three-fifths of the human being will be your fate......

Westin is naturally deceiving the Yankee in front of him, the fate of these people has long been doomed, the Yankee belongs to Taylor Manor, and the black man belongs to Sheffield Plantation, the fate of these people is doomed to be miserable, and now there is no contract spirit in saying these words, the only purpose is to let them tie themselves up before killing these people, so that they can save some effort.

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