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Chapter Eleven The Star

Chapter 11: The Star

There were bloody corpses everywhere, and several war horses that had rotted half of their bodies were not dead. They were half lying in blood and half vaguely, making a strange neighing, which made people shudder. Several soldiers walked over and waved their long swords to slash at their heads, ending their pain.

Blood gathered into a black river, mixed with melted snow, flowing into the distance.

The tragic battle ended with Ye Zhaoling blowing the horn to launch a hand-to-hand battle. More than 300 people were captured by the Rakshasa people, and the rest were all killed. This battle in the Bluestone Forest, which was later written into the history of world wars, the showdown between the Russians and the Chinese, and the confrontation between classical tactics and modern tactics came to an end with the great victory of the Chinese.

Ye Zhao walked among these broken limbs and wreckage, and he didn't have the joy of victory in his heart. It was the cruel post-war scene that made people scalp and hairy. Ye Zhao also knew that perhaps the massacre of Shileka River was even more cruel, but he fainted at that time. This hellish scene would probably be remembered for the rest of his life.

In my previous life, I was a normal person. Not to mention killing people, the scenes of killing small animals will arouse my strong disgust. At least, I feel that I have a strong sense of right and wrong and justice.

But in this life, can I still be considered a good person? Who among the people around me, Dachun and Ruisi, have never done anything unethical? I turned a blind eye to it. To put it nicely, it was indulging, and to put it badly, it was not unfair to help the evil.

Just a few days ago, a stubborn man who bullied the people and even killed people, could only whip them to a military slave, perhaps because the border people would not be retaliated against, or perhaps such punishment would be more unbearable than chopping off the stubborn head. But after all, isn’t it because he is also thinking about the so-called overall situation? To not make enemies everywhere to compromise?

Is this kind of self really a good person?

During the war, the civilians were instructed to kill, and even the numb feeling was not felt a little guilty.

Ye Zhao thought blankly, yes, in this life, he is probably not related to good people. In a chaotic world, what should be the standard for good people?

Ye Zhao didn't know that at this time, he suddenly missed the matchmaker very much. Perhaps only the matchmaker could speak some words that convinced him to comfort him.

"Sir, the commander of the Rakshasa ghost, it's so ugly!" Several soldiers grinned and brought a corpse to Ye Zhao to show. The young Rakshasa officer could see that he must have been handsome and charming during his lifetime, but now he has a few black blood holes on his body.

Ye Zhao shook his head and cheered up suddenly. What about good people? So what about bad people? Even if he has been criticized for thousands of years, his own path still has to go step by step.

At the same time as the battle in the Blue Stone Forest, more than 2,000 troops of the group bravely captured the Sea God City.

In April 1855, Jing Xiang, the deputy commander of the Manchus of the Qing Dynasty, led a new army to bravely defeat several of the Rakshasa people's strongholds in the lower reaches of Heilongjiang. When the most outpost of the Sea God City, which had accumulated heavy troops, was broken, the rest of the only one or two hundred soldiers, even the small castle guarded by armed immigrants, was easily captured like dominoes.

In June 1855, Jing Xiang led many people outside the pass to capture Nikolayevsk, a town in the seaport of Heilongjiang, which is what the Chinese call the temple street.

The news flew through the inner and outer gates like wings, and across the country, Ye Zhao, the rising star, finally stepped onto the political stage of the late Qing Dynasty. This year, he was only twenty-one years old.

Aihui City Chief of the Head Study Room.

Ye Zhao was reading several letters, and there was a letter from Rong'er who told her husband to be careful of her health and safety. He even sent a peace talisman with the letter, saying that he was asking for help from the husband in the Reclining Buddha Temple.

The prince's letter scolded the Sixth Prince again, saying that the emperor had intended to designate my son as the Duke of the State, but was distorted by the Sixth Prince again.

Ye Zhao was also surprised. He won consecutive victories. Although Xianfeng's imperial decree really encouraged him and rewarded him with a thousand taels of gold and silk, he won even win the battles and failed to promote his official position. It was a bit abnormal because he was young, but he did not even upgrade his title. After all, he was a yellow belt, Prince Zheng's only son, and he won even win the battles outside the pass, and it was nothing strange that he even promoted his title to three levels.

It was the Sixth Prince again, and Ye Zhao was a little angry. If he said that he used the trip and used it openly and secretly, he would not bother him, but this time he suppressed himself would be too ruthless. It seems that if he really wanted to achieve something, the Sixth Prince would be a hurdle that he had to overcome.

In addition to letters from home, there are also letters from Guangzhou Ruisi, who transferred some letters from Shanghai and Hong Kong. The letters from Hong Kong were nothing more than gunpowder factories to start production. Green wrote to himself, introducing the situation of gunpowder factories. One letter should have been sent recently. It was said that gunpowder sales were excellent, and Australian investors rushed to buy them, which could be said to be in short supply.

Because Ye Zhao has been supervising the war outside for a while, he has accumulated a lot of letters, and it took him more than an hour to read these letters.

What Ye Zhao didn't expect was that there was a letter from Boss Su, who had sent it to Guangzhou first and then transferred it from Ruisi. Ye Zhao was extremely relieved of Ruisi and thought he would not peek at his letter. Moreover, Boss Su would definitely not write anything important in the letter. If there was really something wrong, it would be a must for someone to send a message.

Sure enough, Boss Su didn't say anything, but mentioned that he had heard that Britain and France were actively inspecting arms smuggling recently. Although he just mentioned it casually, Ye Zhao immediately became alert. This was probably not a good sign.

The Crimean war seems to be over, and Britain and France are even eager to prepare for a war with the Qing Dynasty. And they have been fighting outside the pass recently. If Britain and France go to war with the Qing Dynasty, it is inevitable that they will cut off their ammunition supply.

Therefore, buying weapons from others is not a long-term solution after all.

The Rakshasa people in the Far East now gathered in the strongholds in Petropavlovsk, while the Mulaviyok fleet was anchored in the port of Petropavlovsk.

It seems that the loss of colonies in the lower reaches of Heilongjiang and the severe damage of the army made Muraviyok more cautious and did not rush to mobilize ships to kill Heilongjiang. He must be planning a fatal blow to him and looking for opportunities to annihilate his own new force. Now Muraviyok drives the fleet into the mouth of Heilongjiang to show off his power, which is completely meaningless. Even if he bombards Aihui City and his troops abandon the city to hide, what he does is useless and cannot destroy the troops outside his command, so his colonial plan cannot be implemented smoothly.
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