Chapter 515 Go to the United States and find Lincoln
At the end of the Paris Saint-Germain Avenue, the gilded candles swaying among the Gothic pointed window frames. Archbishop Paul took the telegram sent just after he received by a French military priest, and the silver cross shook lightly with his trembling voice:
After a week of hard battle, more than 8,000 brave French and British soldiers died on the Kerch Peninsula. More than 1,000 people were captured and 3,000 were seriously injured. However, the Russians finally laughed and Alexander II got it.
He needs the victory he most."
Natalia, who was standing leaning against the window, turned around suddenly, her malachite earrings hit the stained glass, making a crisp sound. She saw an unconcealed smug smile on Wu Chongyao's face, and his left hand was tight.
Holding the enamel tobacco box tightly.
"O God—" the Slavic girl whimpered, and a diamond cross in her hand fell to the ground, "We are finally saved!"
The twelve death knells of the Palace of Duille suddenly came outside the window, and the Venetian glass hanging from the crystal chandelier trembled. Archbishop Paul suddenly thought of something, and waved his hand hard at the two attendants in the living room, in Italian
He shouted: "Everyone is out!"
The attendant from Genoa who served the Doria family for generations was stunned for a moment, and saluted the cardinal again, and ran out without looking back, not forgetting to close the door.
Seeing that there were no more idle people waiting in the living room, Archbishop Paul drew a cross on his chest, and then said to Wu Chongyao: "Mr. Wu, the owner of Duille Palace should summon you soon and go to the east to explore magic.
The mission of the truth will definitely be ready in the shortest time. Do you have anything to explain before leaving?”
Wu Chongyao looked at the enamel tobacco box in his hand with some reluctance, and then placed it on the table, "His Excellency Bishop, after I leave, the envoys of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom in Britain, France, Prussia, Austria and the Roman Holy See will
My brother Wu Yuanfang was acting until the new minister arrived, but he couldn't care about any major issues, so I'll ask you for everything."
Archbishop Paul's eyes swept over the enamel tobacco box, and a smile appeared on his lips: "No problem, your Prime Minister has told me about this long ago. Then do you need any help from Cardinale?
?I am now the most trusted Archbishop of the Holy See.”
"Do you have friends across the Atlantic Ocean?" Wu Chongyao took out a Cuban cigar from his official robe sleeve and rubbed a yellow phosphorus match. The fragrant tobacco fragrance instantly spread. "It's better to be a
Friends who can speak with Washington lawmakers.”
"Are you going to the United States?" Archbishop Paul was stunned. "I thought you were going to return to China immediately."
Wu Chongyao took a sip of the Cuban cigar. He seemed not very accustomed to the smell of the cigar and coughed gently: "The United States will be very important in the future. Your Excellency the Prime Minister asked me to meet with a future president!"
"The future president?" Archbishop Paul pondered for a moment, "Well, I can write an introduction letter to Cardinal John Joseph Hughes of New York. He was an Irish man and I promoted him to the diocese of New York.
When the bishop of New York was later upgraded to the Archdiocese, I also made a lot of efforts."
"That's so thankful," Wu Chongyao looked at Natalia's eldest daughter who had recovered from peace. "Grandmaster, are you going to the United States with me, or are you going directly to China with others?"
Natalia bent down and picked up her diamond cross, and then spoke fluent Oxford English: "I also want to go to the United States to see it. From the world map, it is also a vast country, and maybe it will be with Russia in the future.
It's comparable."
The sound of the carriage wheels rolling suddenly came from outside the window. Natalia glanced out and smiled at Wu Chongyao and said, "Mr. Wu, the carriage at Duilleri Palace has arrived."
Wu Chongyao stood up, tidied up his official uniform, and smiled and said, "It seems that I have to comfort the French emperor!" As he said that, he quickly walked out, and the enamel tobacco box,
Still placed there without moving, until Archbishop Paul took it into his robe
"It's the St. Andre's flag! It's our Russian fleet! Ula! Ula."
When the morning mist in Queen Charlotte Strait was torn apart by the hiss of steam turbines, the Natalia and Diana, which were flying the San Andre flag, and the sailing warships were dragged by the Diana, were dragged by the Diana.
The "Amur" finally appeared in the sight of Popov and Alexander on the Victoria Fort Watchtower.
Seeing the St. Andre flag flying on these three warships, the young Alexander shouted Ula. Popov, who was already preparing to hang out the white flag, grabbed the white flag and threw it down the watchtower, and then took out a double-headed eagle.
The flag was hung on the flagpole on the watchtower.
Governor Muravijov stood on the deck of the "Natalia" and watched the double-headed eagle flag rise above Fort Victoria, revealing an incredible surprise.
"Two-headed Eagle Flag." Lieutenant General Pujiajing exclaimed, raised his monocular lens and looked again, "It's really the two-headed Eagle Flag of the British Vancouver Island, why do we hang in Russia?
The military flag of the empire?”
"Is it the Cossacks of the Russian North American company that occupied it?" Major General Vasily Zavoyko all cried with joy, "Is this the savior Jesus showing us a miracle?"
Muravyov quickly crossed his chest and ordered Lieutenant General Pujakin: "Lieutenant General, let everyone be ready for battle, maybe that's a trap! But we have no choice but to take
Lower Vancouver Island, we still have more than a thousand army officers and thousands of civilians who need to be resettled, and they cannot always float on the sea." He then said in a trembling voice: "If that is not a trap, then the war in the Pacific Ocean
It's just the beginning!"
On the banks of the Fraser River, a red pine forest logging field.
The fortress built by red pine wood appeared next to the logging yard in just a few days, and surrounded the dock, Huagong shack, warehouse, Zhenyoupai Church and the small building where the logging yard manager handled the work.
When you enter, several brand new log houses stand in the center of the fortress.
Five hundred logging Chinese workers and five hundred Taiping troops carrying the three-year-old Tianli rifle were surrounded by the largest wooden house. Everyone stretched their necks and anxiously waited for something.
Suddenly, the sound of rapid horse hooves came from the lower reaches of the Fraser River, which sounded extremely uneasy.
In the big wooden house, cigarettes were filled with cigarettes, and the smells emitted by coffee and strong tea mixed together to form an indescribable "scent". Yu Dabao and Wang Tieniu sat side by side on one side of the conference table, just staring at the dry smoke.
, the two cups of black tea were almost cool.
On the other side of the negotiating table were Richard Douglas and Chen Ji. The young Richard looked angry and didn't know who was angry. Chen Ji was frowning and said nothing.
Negotiations seem to be in a deadlock.
Yu Dabao's dry tobacco pole hit a few sparks on the oak table, and his face also showed an impatient look: "I won't talk anymore, I won't talk anymore, isn't it just a piece of land in the concession to build a castle? At the cost, we want it
Help you fight the Russians! If we don’t fight this battle, you have to fight. If you don’t win, the Russians will kill you all!”
Chen Ji smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Yu, there are not many Russian soldiers in Fort Victoria, there are only a hundred. The Governor is willing to pay a thousand ounces of gold at the price of a Russian soldier of ten ounces of gold and hire you to drive them away. Then
A good deal. After the event is completed, Fort Victoria will station you troops! Why don’t you agree to such preferential conditions? How much do you want to send troops?"
Of course, soldiers cannot be taken out! These two are the leaders of Chinese small military forces. How can they not understand the principle of raising enemies to respect themselves?
No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one reading!
After sending troops, wouldn’t Popov kill the dozens of people? Without them, Yu Dabao and Wang Tieniu stayed on the British territory? Don’t underestimate the hundreds of people’s guns,
They are regular Taiping Army troops, and they are all elite. As long as guns and ammunition can be supplied, they will expand thousands of troops every minute and every second!
With this army, Archbishop Hong Renzheng's back is even harder. I'm afraid even California Governor John Bigglare has to go to the San Francisco church to celebrate his birthday to Brother Tian for Christmas this year.
The sound of horse hooves came to an abrupt end in front of the oak gate of Red Pine Fortress. An Indian messenger soaked in sweat turned over and dismounted, and his deer-skin coat was printed with the Hudson Bay Company sea otter badge.
This was an Indian who worked for the Hudson Bay Company. The Taiping Army guarding the gate did not stop him and let him run in.
"White Bear Boat!" He roared in Chinook mixed with stiff English, and his sweaty fingers were gestured on his chest in the shape of a double-headed eagle, "Three white bear boats were parked on the dock of Fort Victoria, each one
They are all very big!”
Yu Dabao suddenly stood up, looking shocked. Although the Russian army broke through to North America in the Petropavlovsk Fortress had long been in the plan of the staff, he did not think of such a small probability.
It will come true.
Wang Tieniu rolled his eyes and immediately slapped the table and said to Yu Dabao: "Brail Commander, the Russian brigade is here. We have few soldiers. If you can't beat them, it's better to retreat south to the United States and go to Bishop Hong to commit suicide."
Yu Dabao looked at Richard Douglas with bright eyes.
Chen Ji was so anxious that he quickly said to Richard Douglas in English: "Mr. Richard, let's rent the Red Pine Farm to them. Now, the only ones that can stop the Russians from seizing the entire colony are these hundreds of peaces.
The army is coming, they are leaving, and Fort Langley cannot defend it."
The Scottish young master thought about it and finally nodded: "It seems that this is the only way!"
Chapter completed!