“If there are any wounded, put them all on the steamer.”
“Old story!”
Max gave instructions to the other squad members and then spoke to John Brown.
“We must abandon the horse, take twenty on the ferry, and the rest on the steamer.”
“Oh, I see.”
John Brown nodded awkwardly.
If you don’t feel embarrassed and sorry for interfering with a successful operation and interfering with it, what kind of person are you?
Moreover, the way he gave instructions to his subordinates at the right time and moved quickly made me reflect on myself.
At Max’s direction, the people on the dock were dispersed to the ferries and steamers.
As the ship departed, the Border Ruffians came running, but they could not get close because they were firing bullets from the ship. In the end, they decided to return to the Wyandotte village.
When the crisis was over, John Brown went to see Owen, who was suffering from a gunshot wound to his shoulder. His brothers also stood by Owen’s side with sorrowful faces.
John Brown, with complicated feelings, approached Max.
“Is it far to get to the village?”
“We will get off the boat and change to horses.”
“hmm.”
Max asked, studying John Brown’s expression.
“You look anxious.”
“I’m so uneasy that I can’t even say hello to you properly. If I don’t get treatment for my gunshot wound quickly, it’ll get worse.”
Max said with force in his voice.
“There could have been more casualties. If the operation was successful and they died, wouldn’t that be quite unfair?”
John Brown’s face turned red.
“I know my judgment was wrong. I am sorry for causing trouble to you and your men.”
Perhaps because he is a historical figure, the weight of the apple is different. Max, who was interested in John Brown, opened his mouth.
“We can probably provide first aid before we get to town.”
“hmm?”
Max looked back and said.
“Dudley. How long are you going to keep preparing?”
“Go, go!”
Dudley, wearing a gray apron, appeared out of nowhere. He ran towards Owen, clutching his bag.
John Brown asked in surprise.
“Do you have a military doctor in your unit?”
“Wouldn’t that be a proper organization?”
That’s what I said, but honestly, I was worried about Dudley’s skills.
The same goes for Owen and his brothers, who were the ones involved. They had a hard time trusting Dudley, who was skinny and looked somewhat immature.
“I guess… it would be better to get treated by another doctor when we get to Lawrence.”
“Well, it’s better to prepare first aid anyway.”
Max and John Brown watched Dudley do it.
Max asked casually, watching her tear off her clothes and wipe the area around the gunshot wound with alcohol.
“Should I cut off your arm?”
“!”
Owen shudders in horror.
Dudley, who had been watching the wound closely, fortunately shook his head.
“I don’t think you need to amputate your arm. Considering the range, the bullet didn’t go deep, and considering the angle, it probably damaged muscle tissue more than bone. I need to get it out before it digs in any further, so I’ll give you a morphine shot first.”
Dudley’s tone suddenly feels colder. In a way, it seems like he’s become calmer.
‘You wouldn’t go crazy just because you see blood, would you?’
Dudley, who had said he would only provide first aid, didn’t stop until after that.
‘Anyway, if the results are good, I’ll be confirmed as a military doctor.’
Max laughed and turned away from Dudley.
After that, his eyes moved busily as if he was looking for something.
And finally.
‘This is ridiculous.’
He could find Colin hiding in the corner of the boat. Max approached him with a stern face.
John Brown
Colin flinched as he saw Max approaching, then turned away and began to scratch the deck wall for no reason.
“I bet you have something to tell me.”
“Huh? Was that really Sheriff Max? I thought it was someone else.”
Colin looked astonished, wondering what was happening in the world. Max squinted his eyes, snorted, and held out his palm.
“Give me what I gave you earlier.”
“Leave it at home···.”
“If you come out from behind, you get one bullet per dog.”
Colin waved his hand away in horror as Max put his hand on the gun.
“Wow, come to think of it, you brought it.”
“You brought the enemy here to die together. If it were anyone else, they would have already been shot in the forehead.”
“Am I… special?”
Colin rubbed his forehead and gave a cowardly grin. Then he reached into his bosom and produced a bullet with MJ engraved on it.
“Give me both of them.”
“Why!?”
“How many lives have you saved?”
‘Ha, this conman bird…’
Colin sighed as he remembered what he had done.
Even if I had ten mouths, I would have nothing to say.
Although my heart ached, I had no choice but to hand over the warhead.
‘It seems like they are closer than I thought.’
John Brown, who had been watching Max and Colin, interrupted with a cough.
“This is all my fault. Don’t blame Colin too much.”
“I do blame them. We were paying off our debt to each other.”
“It was a forced liquidation, you know.”
While Colin pouted, John Brown stared at the bullet that glittered like gold.
“What a peculiar bullet.”
“These are copper-plated bullets that are being delivered to Fort Leavenworth.”
Max handed John Brown an uninscribed bullet.
“Did you make it?”
“To be exact, I was the one who placed the order. It was made by Leavenworth’s blacksmith.”
John Brown asked why it was copper-plated. After hearing the pros and cons from Max, he asked with an interested look on his face.
“I don’t think the Kansas militia uses this bullet.”
“If you pay for it, you can use it.”
John Brown nodded, thinking.
The liberal funds are used to buy weapons, and bullets are procured locally because they are readily available. If the advantages of copper bullets were clear, there was no reason not to use them.
“Anyway, I owe you a debt, so I’ll make sure to repay you when I get the chance.”
“Wow. John, I just made a big mistake.”
Colin looked at John Brown, telling him to cancel quickly. But the corners of Max’s mouth were already turning up.
‘It’s late.’
Colin shook his head and Max smiled as he spoke to John Brown.
“I will never forget. I am the type of person who never forgets things like this.”
“I’m the type of person who can’t live with debt.”
John Brown, with a faint smile, asked Max as if a sudden thought had occurred to him.
“By the way, I heard you released Samuel Jones.”
“you’re right.”
“Can you tell why?”
“Killing them won’t bring any benefit, but will only cause more problems.”
John Brown folded his arms, indicating that he had a lot to say.
“The slave owners’ puppet will soon do something else. Perhaps a second Jacob Branson will appear. You should have killed him.”
“If Jones is killed, there will be many sheriffs to replace him. The slave owners might even wish for Jones’ death. They might even use this as an excuse to start a war.”
John Brown looked at Max intently and said,
“Is there any reason to avoid war?”
The eyes are calm but full of struggle.
‘That’s the kind of person he was.’
Suddenly, an anecdote related to John Brown comes to mind.
There is a famous man in the East named Frederick Douglass.
He was an escaped slave who became a free black man and rose to prominence as a leader of the black people as an outstanding orator, social reformer, writer, and politician.
One day, Frederick, a nonviolent orator, meets John Brown.
And that night, his beliefs are shaken and he realizes the need for violence.
The number of weapons coming into Lawrence is also not small, as he raised funds and sent them.
The point here was that John Brown’s logic explaining the necessity of violence was quite plausible.
Moreover, it was absurd for Max, who had only trained himself to kill others efficiently, to try to break John Brown’s logic.
‘Let’s surprise them before they can convince us.’
John Brown is what Max needs.
Max thought he could use his wings to fly, knowing that every action he took would have an impact on the future.
However, his extreme behavior needs to be moderated. Here’s how.
‘We have to be close enough to take advice.’
“Who said I would avoid it? I am eagerly awaiting the outbreak of war.”
“hmm?”
John Brown looks at Max with a look of surprise.
Most people who see him for the first time are critical of his behavior. Some call him a violent, violent, bloodthirsty hyena.
Moreover, he thought that Max, who had saved Jacob without bloodshed and even let Jones go, was in the opposite position to him.
‘But you enjoy war?’
John Brown looked at Max with a more interested look.
“The only reason I let Jones go was because Lawrence’s forces weren’t in Missouri yet. If war were just about will, I’d be shooting in Missouri right now.”
John Brown’s mouth twitched.
I like that saying.
But there were still differences of opinion.
The lack of troops was due to the fact that the free states were less awakened. To stimulate this, a great shock was needed, and violence was the only way.
As John Brown was about to speak, Max struck him.
“Of course, no matter how strong the force is, change is not something that can be achieved for free. The flow of history does not flow on its own like a river, and it is also filled with obstacles that try to build dams and divert the flow.”
“…… yes.”
John Brown nodded, and Max continued his words, reassured.
“If wars are fought just to gain land, wouldn’t a war to protect those who suffer simply because their skin is black be more worthwhile?”
“That’s what I wanted to say.”
“If you ask me about Indians, I would say they are also victims!”
“Huh, you even thought of Indians.”
John Brown asks in admiration:
“If you criticize me for not paying as much attention to the Indians as to the emancipation of the slaves, I can only make a poor excuse. I have set the order in that way, and I believe that the emancipation of the slaves is not unrelated to the human rights of the Indians.”
“That’s not a lame excuse, that’s true. It’s a method that those who want to attack me often use. After all, the emancipation of slaves is a matter of equality. Men and women, children and adults, blacks and whites, and even Indians, aren’t we all the same human beings?”
“The Oriental is missing.”
“this.”
“it’s okay.”
John Brown’s big mouth gets even bigger.
He nodded and patted Max on the shoulder as if he had met a comrade.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this way. It’s an honor to meet you.”
“I am truly honored.”
As John Brown said, he was a man respected even by the Indians, and he advocated equality regardless of race, gender, or age.
A violent terrorist, or an idealist who dreams of egalitarian values.
Despite mixed reviews from later generations, John Brown’s coat was passed on to Malcolm X.
‘This evaluation can be changed.’
Before the brutality of violence sets in.
It would have been entirely possible to prevent the mass murder of the madmen.
Meanwhile, Colin, who had been quietly disappearing without a trace, sat on the deck, lost in thought.
It was quite a refreshing sight to see John Brown, who was always trying to persuade others, falling for Max’s words.
‘Wow, he’s a strange guy.’
Colin watched Max give instructions to his squad members, mulling over his words. The more he thought about it, the more doubtful he became about his own work and his head became more complicated.
*
When Jacob Branson arrived in the town of Lawrence, the townspeople cheered and soon praised Max and his squad, the Jayhawkers.
“Wow, I’ve never been treated like this in my life.”
“I wonder if this is a dream.”
The hearts of the young Jayhawks are once again lifted. They realize that the path to becoming a hero is not that difficult.
And I look at Max, who seems accustomed to this kind of thing and is calm, and I yearn for it.
Let’s continue to be together in the future.
“What’s next after you shoot? Firearms cleaning, you little punks! You have five minutes to meet up at the training grounds!”
‘Huh, shit…’
Let’s not even get together. The Jayhawks dispersed to their own quarters with shit-eating expressions on their faces.
Dudley finished his practice of administering first aid to the injured Owen.
That’s probably why it returned to its previous appearance without any trace of malice.
“What are you so nervous about?”
“I, I was worried that I might have done something wrong.”
Dudley’s steps were heavy as he headed to Lawrence’s hospital.
I wasn’t sure about the treatment.
But it’s a needless worry.
The doctor who examined Owen’s wounds praised Dudley.
“It must have been difficult to do it on the ship. Thanks to your treatment, the wound has stopped getting worse and spreading. Of course, we’ll have to wait and see how it goes, but I don’t think there will be any major problems.”
Owen and his brothers thanked Dudley, and John Brown shook Max’s hand again.
“I’ve said this many times. If you need help, be sure to let me know.”
“You can say this as many times as you want.”
‘That way, I won’t forget.’
After leaving the hospital, John Brown held a conference with Governor Charles, Lane, and members of the legislature.
Max returned to the training grounds and watched the men working on their guns.
And looking at Mount Ored in the distance, I thought of the fortress.
If history is to be believed, Jones will go to the Kansas Territory governor, Wilson Shannon, who was duly appointed by the president.
And he plans to turn this incident into a rebellion and ask for the militia’s support. Shannon, a pro-slavery advocate, readily accepts Jones’ request.
But there was something Shannon overlooked.
Jones filled the militia with Missouri Border Ruffians rather than Kansas ones.
And Jones leads them into Lawrence.
It is also known as the ‘Wakarusa War’.
A murder over a land dispute, followed by the imprisonment of Jacob Branson, brings the ‘Wakarusa War’ to a close.
