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Chapter 134: The Defeat of Tsarist Russia

"Sapphire!"

"Muying!"

Zhu Yuanzhang spoke in a deep voice.

"The end is here!"

"How many airships are there in our army now?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked.

"Thirty-six ships!"

"If there is no bomb, how many people can be carried on board?"

“It’s no problem to seat a thousand people!”

"good!"

"Then according to the previous plan, tomorrow night you two will lead the tiger and falcon battalions to make a surprise attack on the Tsarist Russian camp in an airship!"

"Deng Yu, you can select another 20,000 elite troops from the army and ambush them five miles outside the camp. When chaos breaks out in the Tsarist Russian camp, launch a general attack!"

"We don't bring firearms this time, so we can show them the power of our cold weapons!" Zhu Yuanzhang said solemnly.

"I'll take your orders!" The generals agreed loudly.

The next night, in the Tsarist Russian camp.

Rokov and many soldiers hid in the trench neatly as usual, looking up at the sky.

Soon a little bit of fire slowly flew over from a distance.

"The enemy's airship is coming!"

"It's all hidden!"

"Use all the coverings for me, and don't let those dirty things stain my clothes!"

Rokov's roar resounded throughout the camp, and soon all kinds of wooden shields to protect against bombs and gold juice were carried out from the Tsarist Russian camp.

But soon they discovered something strange.

This time, the enemy's airship did not drop any more bombs or gold juice, but instead approached the camp bit by bit.

"What's going on?" Rokov showed a trace of hesitation on his face.

But soon the expression on his face couldn't help but change suddenly, and he reacted instantly.

"Enemy attack, this is an enemy attack!"

"Shoot, shoot down their airship for me!"

Listening to the cries of the Tsarist people below, Mu Ying and Lan Yu adjusted their bright silver armors and took down their masks at the same time.

"What should we compete with this time?" Mu Ying asked.

"It's up to whoever kills that screaming bearded guy first!"

"I think he should be the opponent's coach!"

"good!"

"Then I'll take the first step!"

Mu Ying grinned, and after saying this, he jumped directly from the edge of the airship.

At this moment, the airship is still nearly ten meters away from the ground. If an ordinary person fell from this distance, he would probably die or be disabled.

But for Mu Ying, there was no problem.

A ninth-grade martial artist, he has already become a very human being after breaking through the twelfth floor of the Martial Saint Tower.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Heavy gunshots rang out below.

Three or four bullets were fired directly into the silver armor on his body, leaving only grooves and not even able to penetrate the first layer of defense of the armor.

"This bitch is cheating again!" Lan Yu laughed and scolded, and also jumped down suddenly.

Behind him are the heavily armed Falcons and Tigers with 600 special forces members.

"boom!"

In less than two breaths, Mu Ying fell directly to the ground. The knife in his hand flashed, and the throat of a Tsarist Russian soldier next to him who had just pointed the gun at him was directly slit by him.

His speed did not stop at all, the sword in his hand flashed one after another, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten Tsarist Russian soldiers were killed by his sword.

Behind him, many special forces members, like him, started killing each other the moment they fell into the crowd.

The power of each of them is equivalent to twenty heavily armed heavy armored cavalry forming a battle formation and charging into a group of unsuspecting infantry phalanx.

It's basically massacre.

Five miles away, Deng Yu was shocked when he heard the noise.

"Brothers, it's time for us to make contributions!"

"Everyone gives up their firearms and only carries their swords. Get to the battlefield within half a quarter of an hour!"

"Please hurry up, I'm going late. I'm afraid we won't even be able to drink the soup!"

"Come on!" Deng Yu held a big knife and threw off his two long legs, and rushed out at the lead.

"Charge!" Behind him were 20,000 carefully selected absolute elites from the Ming army.

These people are basically powerful warriors. Even if they are fully armored, they can rush into the battlefield in less than half a quarter of an hour at full speed. It is estimated that they can rush into the battlefield in three to five minutes.

The sound of gunfire rang out most of the night.

It wasn't until dawn that it finally weakened.

Li Hongzhang, who had been paying attention to the situation in the Tsarist Russian positions, stayed up all night.

He originally wanted to lead the Huai army out of the city to support him, but he encountered Zhu Yuanzhang's ambush not far from the city. He was so frightened that he fled back to Beiping City overnight.

After waiting anxiously for half the night, I finally got the exact news.

"What did you say, Tsarist Russia collapsed?" Li Hongzhang couldn't believe his ears.

He really didn't expect that the 100,000 Tsarist Russian infantry, known as the strongest in Europe, would be defeated by the Pseudo Ming Dynasty in just one night.

In his opinion, even if both sides lose, it will take at least half a month of fierce fighting. How could it end so quickly?

"I'm afraid Beiping City can't be defended!"

"It seems that the Manchus are really going to retreat outside the customs this time!" Li Hongzhang realized the next development of the situation as soon as he got the news.

There were two roads before him now.

The first way is to lead the Huai army to surrender.

In this way, he could save his life, but according to his understanding of Zhu Hongwu, it was absolutely impossible for him to touch the military power and political power again.

The best outcome for you is to become a rich man honestly.

The second way is to continue to protect Cixi and retreat outside the customs. Relying on the dealings of Tsarist Russia and many Western powers behind her, there may be a chance to give it a try with the pseudo-Ming Dynasty.

Of course, the greater possibility is that the Manchu regime will disappear together with it, but at least he will be known as a loyal minister of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

After thinking about this, Li Hongzhang immediately gritted his teeth and turned around, preparing to meet the Empress Dowager Cixi.

In fact, he didn't care whether his ministers were loyal or not, but how could he, Li Hongzhang, be willing to just be a rich man for the rest of his life?

"His Majesty!"

"Victory ahead!"

"The remnants of the enemy have retreated towards the outside of the pass!" Soon the news on the battlefield was spread back to Zhu Yuanzhang's camp.

"If these defeated troops cannot return to Tsarist Russia, they will become bandits, which will be disastrous for the people of Zhili."

"Order Mu Ying and Lan Yu to continue the pursuit, find all these Russian soldiers, and clear away the hidden dangers!"

"It's also a good way to let Tsarist Russia know that anyone who dares to offend our Ming Dynasty will suffer the consequences!"

Zhu Yuanzhang continued to speak in a deep voice: "Shi Dakai, Feng Sheng, you two each lead 20,000 elite troops to quickly cleanse the Qing soldiers around Beiping City, and at the same time, prevent the Manchu royal family from escaping!"

"This time we will catch all these Aixinjueluo...!"

"Let's go, of course we have to go!"

At the same time, in the Forbidden City, Cixi turned pale with fright when she heard the news of the defeat of Tsarist Russia. She immediately prepared to flee for her life without Li Hongzhang's persuasion.

"But don't make it public!"

"The more high-profile this situation becomes, the more inevitable it will be. I will only take His Majesty and a few guards to take the first step. Li Hongzhang will leave the affairs of Beijing to you to take care of it. We will see you in Shengjing later!"

"Understand?"

Li Hongzhang: "...!"

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