In the morning light, Wobasi left Batsque with his mission.

At this time, Battesk was only separated from Rostov-on-Don, and the river bank was far ahead as in later generations because of the large amount of silt brought down by the Don River.

The gray-white European-style castle stands quietly on the west bank of the Don River, and the same gray-white castle on the outside is hidden in the trees.

The Don River is much wider than later generations, almost two miles away. The Russians obviously attach great importance to such an important place. The docks on both sides of the strait are controlled by them. If you want to pass the other side, you can only pass the ferry.

Black smoke has risen from a ferry with a distinctly Viking style. It is not because of a steam engine, but the Russian boatman on the boat is cooking.

According to Sekesena, there are only two ferries every day, one is in the early morning and the other is in the dusk. In the remaining time, they will not transport any other except for the Russian officials and postmen.

It's human.

There is also a terrible habit that is almost the same as that of later Russia.

That is laziness and corruption.

It is said to be early morning, but it can be from 7 a.m. to twelve noon, so you can only wait quietly from the earliest time until they are willing to set off.

In order to get the boatmen to set off as soon as possible, Petronov finally came in handy. He changed into Russian clothes and looked like an old nobleman. In addition, Vobasi gave the captain some silver coins. Finally, at eight o'clock

Set off.

The ferry uses oars, and there are sixteen criminal oarsmen at the bottom, including Russians and Mongolians. Of course, they can only be converted to Orthodox religion and violate Russian laws.

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These people were hungry one by one, and the cabin was filled with inferior cigarettes, inferior vodka, smell of sweat, smell of shit, urine, and fishy smell.

After arriving on the other side, the ship hit the dock hard, making everyone almost unable to stand. This was obviously intentional by the captain. He himself was also a declining little nobleman. Although he had a lot of oil and water, his annual income also needed to go to the Don River.

The heads of Rostov City offered sacrifices, and there was a basic foundation, so he didn't get much of it every year.

Therefore, he was also in rags. When he first saw that the Truqin, who was usually barbaric in their eyes, was dressed so cleanly. It was impossible to say that it was not jealous.

If Petronov hadn't fooled him, who would have known what he would have done.

This is the faint pain in Qitad's heart. Although he built two cities on the banks of the Don River, he could not control the pier.

After getting ashore there was a wooden door, where two Russian soldiers stood.

After taking everyone's passports, after Peternov's explanation and stuffing a few silver coins, the two soldiers barely let them in.

If you think everything will be fine as long as you get ashore, you will be wrong.

Rostov is at least one mile away from the river bank. The Russians built a dirt road between the city gate and the pier, surrounded by fences on both sides, and at the end of the fence is a bastion.

The soldiers in the basin were obviously much more responsible than here. Perhaps they were looking forward to the arrival of Truchen merchants, and there was always someone staring at the dirt road at the top of the basin, and it was almost impossible to run away over the fence.

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Of course, since it is a mission, although it is a bit humiliating, Wobaxi and others can only walk the main road.

When they reached the gate of the bastion, they were bribed and negotiated again before they could walk towards the city gate, but...

The city gate has not opened yet!

They had to wait quietly outside the door.

I don’t know how long I waited, but the door finally opened with a "creaking" and then another stench came to my nose.

Just like in ancient China, the filth accumulated in the city was taken outside the city for treatment in the early morning, the Russians were also roughly the same. Although they built underground drainage facilities in big cities such as Moscow, St. Petersburg, Chalizin, and Zaporoze.

But cities like Rostov are not qualified to own.

So, the filth on the first day could only be pulled out of the city. Unlike in ancient China, when they were taken to the city to take out food for farmers, they would not care so much and poured into the Don River.

After another bribery and negotiation, they finally walked into Rostov City.

As soon as I walked into this foul-filled city, Wobaxi couldn't help but feel very moved.

"The cities under the control of my elder brother also do not have underground sewage facilities, but because the ground is laid with cement and drainage facilities, the punishment for the yamen guards for the random discharge of the city is extremely strict, which is much cleaner and tidy than the Russian city.

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I heard that a Truchen-like business group was going to Kiev, and Yakov, the governor of Rostov City, finally appeared.

Unlike the rudeness of the soldiers, Yakov, who was in his twenties, politely invited them into the town hall.

Like Suvorov, Yakov was also from the Guards near St. Petersburg. It is obvious that he was attracted by people like Suvorov and guarding Rostov.

He didn't value money - although he accepted it, he looked at the passports of eight people carefully.

Since it is a passport to Kiev, in addition to Mongolian and Chinese characters, there are also Russian.

He did not look at Wobasi, who was only fifteen years old but the leader of the business group, but looked at Petronov.

"You are the Petronov who escaped to Truchen privately?"

At this time, after escaping from the Shiva Desert mine, Petronov did not return to Russia, but came to Truchen long ago. In the end, Kitard said, "Let Petronov come."

Professor Truchens' Russian language and etiquette "is covered up."

What's more, Petronov's enemy Bekotov is now a high-ranking official in Astrakhan Province. He is already powerful and has long stopped taking him seriously.

Petronov replied: "That's right"

Yakov sneered: "It seems that the Truqins attach great importance to you, but according to our country's laws, anyone who has left their homes must first go to their original homes and eliminate their hometowns. Violators will deprive them of their titles and exil to Siberia!"

Peternov was speechless.

Wobasi can no longer watch it.

He said: "The Governor, in accordance with the rules agreed by our country and your country to deal with the fugitives between the two sides, as long as those who do not commit crimes in their own country and are accepted by the other party, they must be forgiven. This was agreed by the former Khan and the Tsar. Why don't I know that

Have there been changes again?"

Yakov naturally didn't know who Wobashi was, because among the Mongolians, Wobashi/Ubashi had as many names as Celing, and he thought he was an ordinary merchant.

Then he asked, "Who are you? You hold any position in Truchen?"

At this time, Wobasi no longer conceals it, "I am Truchen Dahan Qitad's brother"

Now Yakov finally did not condescend, and he stood up and saluted Obasi, "It turns out it's a prince, I'm rude."

However, he did not give in, but asked: "I don't know what the prince is going to Kiev to do? Why don't you inform our government of such a big thing in advance?"

Obasi replied: "My country has a shopping mall and a consulate in Kiev. It is normal for me to go and see it as the prince of the Khanate. Do you need permission from your country?"

But Yakov shook his head, "If you are an ordinary Truqin person, maybe I will let you go, but you are the prince of Truqin, which is of great importance. I have to ask for instructions"

"Okay," continued Wobaxi, "I just graduated from school, and Brother Khan asked me to learn to do business. The honey and bacon in Kiev are the most famous. I went to check it out and learned to do business. This is the first thing I can do.

It's right"

"No," Yakov refused, "Unless you have other reasons"

Deng Ce smiled and said, "Half Zamuyang of Zaporoze is the father-in-law of the Great Khan of our country. The younger brother of the Great Khan went to visit his father-in-law for him. Is this okay?"

Yakov couldn't help but hesitate, and after a while, he said, "Then you must go to Zaporoze to stamp it, and bring Zamuyang's letter when you come back"

Wobasi and the others finally left Rostov City. Before leaving, they had to pay a valuable "honey tax".

That's not all, Yakov also sent ten Cossacks to follow them.

When the figure of Zaporozer walls was seen two days later, the Cossack left - because a new Cossack took over.

At this time, Wobaxi and others finally realized why Khan had to secretly accumulate strength. Although the Khanate's strength was already very strong, they still couldn't raise their heads in front of the Russians, and they didn't take themselves seriously either.

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Except for Petronov, everyone is gritting their teeth.

Deng Ce quickly said, "It was the trouble that our clothes caused. In the past, when I went between Kiev and Elista, I was dressed up in Mongolians, and the caravan was also in the name of the caravan. I was just using money along the way.

, but the sweat made this happen, which made my second brother alert”

But Wobasi shook his head.

"I then understood why Khan was like this. He wanted me to wait and always remember the humiliation brought to us by the Russians and work hard to do our best."

Deng Ce also became solemn and said after a while: "As long as you arrive at Zaporoze, then cross the river from there, and enter Western Ukraine, it will be much better."

"Every place is occupied by lords or city lords from all over the place. It is not bad for us Truchen people. Sometimes we don't even let us bribe money"

"After crossing the other side, there is a road that can reach Kiev City directly, and you can reach it in less than a few days"

Everyone then felt relieved.

It's another dusk.

A dull evening.

Just as everyone was walking towards Zaporoze City, more than ten cavalry flew over the grassland in the distance.

Just when everyone thought it was a Cossack patrolling everywhere, Wobasi discovered at a glance that it was not.

The costumes of the Mongols are all Mongolians, and the leader is still a fat man. Who is it if it is not Nazamuyang?

Wobaxi met Zamuyang when he was a child, and Deng Ce saw him many times, so he quickly dismounted and saluted him.

Although Zamuyang is extremely obese, he is not the kind of fat that is healthy. It can be seen from his swollen eyes with dark circles.

"It's you? Why is this dressing?"

Deng Ce said: "Dataiji, this is Wobaxi, Qitade's younger brother"

Zamuyang then struggled to get off the horse, then held Wobasi's hand and said, "That's the same, I don't tell me in advance if I come here, you have suffered a lot in Rostov."

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He obviously understood when he saw everyone's eyes.
Chapter completed!