The Plantation Calamity

Florida, St. Augustine.

From high above, the land below was filled with sugarcane, citrus, and cotton plantations that had been burned and brutally stripped bare. This vast plantation had long since developed into a fully functional town.

Sugar mills, warehouses, pastures—one plantation structure after another had been seized by the Black rebels.

Gunfire rang out without pause. From time to time, Black men dragged out corpses and piled them into the trenches nearby.

At the plantation entrance stood gallows bearing the bodies of escaped slaves. Black slaves who had once been inspired by news of the "uprising army" and planned to rise against their masters had now been replaced by rebellious whites.

The whites who were brutally executed accounted for only a third of the town's residents. More were tied up, driven into cages, and reduced to white slaves—common in the Middle Ages, but exceedingly rare nowadays.

Lothar and the Texas wolfmen had taught the Black rebels much, but they could not make these people leap into an egalitarian society overnight. In truth, most of them had long forgotten Lothar's advice to "expand as quickly as possible and liberate more of our compatriots."

Instead, they planned to remain here and turn the plantation into their own homeland—a part of New Africa.

The plantation economy was all they had ever seen and absorbed in their daily lives. All they could do was imitate their former masters.

Thus, after venting their hatred and urge to destroy, they did not exterminate the whites. Not only would white slaves become enslaved, but Black slaves loyal to their former masters and unwilling to take up arms against white rule would also be enslaved.

If not for a shared leader keeping them in check and barely maintaining harmony among the various Black resistance armies, they might