America 1881: Legend of the West

The three teams of the parade converged along their respective streets toward Union Square like flowing water.

Near Union Square, Chief Porter and the police officers from the police station were on standby.

The people he leads behind him are not only the subordinates in his jurisdiction,

There are also key police officers transferred from other precincts in San Francisco.

At the mayor's behest, these police officers were all placed under Porter's command.

Sheriff Potter had never been so proud in his life.

"Brothers, get ready. What we carry on our shoulders is the mayor's ardent expectations for us. What we carry on our shoulders is the long-term peace and stability of San Francisco!"

After delivering an impassioned speech to the police officers, he led several subordinates to the second floor of a building next to the square and stared at the movements in the square.

Soon, there were more and more people in the square.

People gradually gathered in the square from various nearby streets.

Some of them are nearby workers, while others are citizens watching the excitement.

"Boss, why don't we just set up a roadblock on the street to stop them?" A subordinate who went to investigate asked Captain Porter puzzledly, "Three waves of parades are coming towards the square from three directions. Let them It’s hard to handle them all together!”

Sheriff Porter spit out the cigarette residue in his mouth with a "bah" sound and said angrily:

"Are there so many of us? Let these people gather together so that I can take care of them!"

He looked out the window.

The chants of the parade gradually came closer, and from Porter's position, the thunderous footsteps could be vaguely heard.

Finally, the Knights of Labor appeared at the corner of the square.

The first one to appear was naturally Mr. Hawley, chairman of the California Knights of Labor and California labor leader.

He was wearing a brown overalls.

This color was not eye-catching in the gray and brown parade, but his blond hair made him stand out among the crowd.

"Gather! Gather! Let's wait for the brothers of the National Farmers Union!" Duncan, who was beside Holly, loudly directed the members of the parade behind him.

Soon, the vanguard of farmers and women also entered the square.

The three main forces of this march met at Union Square.

Union Square was named after a conference on Union unification that was held here during the Civil War.

The square itself was not large enough to accommodate so many marchers, so the participants lined up from inside the square to outside the square.

The women's caravan came in handy at this time and became a makeshift podium.

Everyone who was willing to speak jumped on the car and expressed their opinions to everyone in the square.

First there was Oliver Dunleavy, the California director of the National Farmers Union.

He denounced the current industrial capitalists who are obsessed with profit, exploit poor farmers without a bottom line, and use bank loans to deprive farmers of their property in disguise.

Banks provided loans to farmers and then confiscated their land when they could not repay the loans.

Peasants cannot survive without their land. They can only rent land from big capitalists and become tenant farmers, who are exploited repeatedly.

Next is the mayor's daughter.

The sisters beside her tried to help her onto the caravan, but she waved them away.

The mayor's daughter gathered the hem of her skirt, stepped on the edge of the caravan, and climbed up.

Her appearance won a round of applause from everyone present.

No one knew her, but judging from the way she talked and dressed, she was educated.

It takes a lot of courage for such women to express their opinions in public.

Then some people spoke one after another.

Finally it was Holly's turn.

The blond young man jumped up in front of the stars.

Like an agile gazelle, he jumped up and stood firmly on the highest point of the caravan.

Holly raised his hands, smiled, and waved to the people below.

But he didn't know that his smile was like sunshine shining into the heart of someone in the audience.

The mayor's daughter was fascinated below.

She was at the age when she first fell in love.

Growing up, he had been cared for by his father in every possible way. The only boys he could see were older brothers and younger brothers in the family. At most, there would be some rich kids of similar age at boring dances.

But they all looked stupid and ignorant, and none of them was as heroic as the blond young man in front of him, with a heart-warming smile.

Holly on the boxcar did not realize this, and he began his speech:

".As our forefathers said, human rights are natural! Everyone in this country is created equal!"

".As long as we unite, our power will be powerful! We need change, because we have the ability to be on an equal footing with them! California belongs to everyone! America belongs to everyone!"

"At this moment, resistance is taking place in every corner of this continent, from the Mississippi River to the Atlantic Ocean; from Chicago to San Francisco; this is a day that will be remembered by history."

His voice was loud and echoed in the square.

The workers and farmers in the audience listened to him carefully, full of admiration.

If we say that before, Holly joined the guild just to complete Chen Jianqiu's mission.

From the moment he officially became the president of the California Knights of Labor, he really began to work hard for his long-lost faith.

Holly will never forget why he ran away from home in the first place. Likewise, he will never forget Chen Jianqiu's words of "having a clear conscience."

The speech in Union Square was still going on, but Porter on the second floor could no longer sit still.

If this guy keeps talking, I'm afraid the whole of San Francisco will explode later.

"Action! Action! All police officers come in to arrest people." Potter had no intention of looking downstairs anymore.

He patted his gun and walked quickly towards the door, ready to go downstairs.

"At that time, no matter who it is, as long as they hear explosions or gunshots, they will shoot immediately. Do you understand?" He ordered his subordinates.

The sky began to darken as Hawley's speech came to an end.

Suddenly, everyone participating in the parade in the square heard a burst of footsteps coming from outside the square.

Uniformed police officers lined up and surrounded the square from all directions.

They all had guns in their hands.

"Seal the entire square for me!" Porter shouted to the policemen behind him, "Reserve team, prepare to follow me into the venue to arrest people."

Some people in the parade looked to the rear.

The sudden appearance of armed police made some people in the march uneasy, and they were unsure whether the police would take further action.

But Holly in the caravan did not stop speaking.

He looked calm.

Because Holly knew that if there was chaos here at this time, the crowd below would also be in chaos.

"Get out of my way, if there's nothing wrong with you, go home!"

After completing the siege of the marchers, Chief Porter led the police and began to march into the square.

They waved their rifle butts in their hands to drive away the crowds outside.

"Don't follow behind and make noise, you won't have long eyes to wait for the bullet!" Sheriff Porter grabbed the collar of a citizen who was craning his neck to watch and dragged him out.

After the onlookers on the outside were cleared, the police lined up and gradually approached the square.

The crowd outside the square began to commotion.

Holly winked at Duncan below.

Duncan understood.

He raised his hands and made a gesture.

Suddenly, many workers with armbands stood out from the marching crowd, including Chinese workers and white workers.

These people's waists were all bulging, and they began to move closer to Duncan.

The crowd in the square consciously made way for these people to pass.

"Picket, follow me!"

Duncan gave the order and led the workers towards the outside of the square.

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