As the bridgehead for Tsarist Russia to advance southward and conquer the Lake Baikal region, Bratsk Castle has experienced countless bloody battles and is used to life and death.
A corpse was hung upside down on the top of Bratsk Castle. Greedy vultures flew down from time to time, eating the corpse, and there was a gloomy smell in the air.
"General, the messenger I sent was hanged by the abominable Radudakovsky. He also hung his body on the city wall to demonstrate to you. It is really hateful." Franzbekov said through gritted teeth.
Report by Zhu Ruodeng.
Yesterday, he sent an articulate servant with his own handwritten letter to persuade Radudakovsky to surrender. Unexpectedly, early this morning, the servant's body was found hanging upside down on the wall of Bratsk Castle.
Go up. It's really abominable. You have to look at the owner to beat the dog. This obviously doesn't take him seriously! He was secretly glad that he didn't go there in person, otherwise he would have become a dead body.
"This person is indeed hateful and hateful, but he can also sing and be respectable. He has already exhausted his resources and still refuses to surrender. It seems that there are loyal people among the Rakshasa people. You should learn from him." Zhu Ruodeng said calmly, as if he was
Praise seems to be a reminder.
Franzbekov is a veteran in officialdom. If he can become the governor of a province, he will naturally not be a fool. He immediately understood what he meant. His Royal Highness Prince Ji reminded himself that he must be as loyal to the Tsar as Radudakovsky.
Still loyal to him.
He quickly kowtowed to Zhu Ruodeng in accordance with the etiquette of the Ming Dynasty's official circles, expressing his loyalty, "I am willing to serve your highness until death." At first, he knelt on his knees to kowtow. He was not used to it. In Europe
At most, he would just kneel down on one knee. This Ming Dynasty etiquette was so disrespectful! But once he got used to it, it became natural. Sometimes he even felt that it was better to kneel down on both knees, it was safe! It was okay not to do anything shameless.
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After hearing these words of loyalty, Zhu Ruodeng nodded with satisfaction. Although these barbarians are wild and difficult to tame, once they are tamed, they become a rare soldier in his hands. He smiled and said: "You have done a good job in persuading surrender this time. I have already gone to Shu.
Father, I will grant you the title of Bratzkerber, and wait for the good news with peace of mind."
"Count Bratsk! Count!"
Franzbekov was so excited that his eyes filled with tears. He had struggled in Tsarist Russia for more than thirty years and died for the two tsars before and after him. Unfortunately, he could not be knighted. It was better to be in the Ming Dynasty! Not long after he voted, there was
I have the opportunity to be made an earl! It’s worth it, it’s so worth it, it’s worth the kowtow!
Seeing his expression of gratitude, Zhu Ruodeng was very satisfied. Well, Master Lu is right, the way to govern is to give both kindness and power, whether it is a Han or a Rakshasa, it is the same.
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Yeniseysk Fort, the core of Tsarist Russia's Yeniseysk Warlord District, Warlord Bashkov is treating distinguished guests to dinner.
After escaping from the defeat in the Baikal region, his men were left with only a few defeated soldiers. As soon as he escaped back to Yeniseysk Fort, he once again wrote to Tsar Alexei for help, and frantically recruited the governor's district
All adult Cossacks join the army and recruit mercenaries from local pro-Russian tribes to expand the army and prepare for war. However, the army is easy to expand, and it takes time to train to form combat effectiveness.
The Ming army did not give him time to train, and they attacked the gates of Bratsk Castle so quickly. Save him. Although he had pieced together some soldiers and horses recently, most of them were recruits who lacked training. If they rushed into battle, they would definitely lose;
Don’t save it. Bratsk Fort is the eastern gate of Yeniseisk. Once it is lost, the Ming army will soon attack the city.
Difficult, difficult, difficult!
At the time of the dilemma, it seemed that there was no end to the road. Vlasiev, the governor of the Upper Linsk Fort, led 300 well-trained Cossacks to withdraw to Yeniseisk, which suddenly gave him an extra weapon in his hands.
An elite soldier.
Verkhovny Linsk Fort is located on the east bank of the Lena River and is under the jurisdiction of the Yakutsk Military District. Vlasyev is considered a subordinate of Franzbekov. Initially, Franzbekov ordered the Yakutsk Military District to
The garrison troops in various counties stood firm in the city and carefully prepared for war. Vlasyev carried out this military order seriously. Unexpectedly, the Ming army was so powerful that even Franzbekov himself surrendered to the Ming Dynasty.
Seeing that something was not going well, Vlasyev hurriedly gave up on Linsk Fort and led his men and Cossack civilians to flee to Yeniseisk Fort. Fortunately, he escaped quickly and avoided the fate of being surrounded and annihilated by the Ming army.
At this time, Bashkov was like a man who was about to drown, eager to grab every life-saving straw, and Vlasyev was his life-saving straw.
He heard that this straw was different from other Russians in that he liked to drink wine but not soju, so he specially ordered people to prepare fine French wine. In this era, drinking wine became popular in France, and starting in 1650, wine began to appear in Paris.
A cafe where you can drink alcohol.
"Commander Vlasyev, please try this. This is the Bordeaux wine I prepared specially for you," Bashkov raised his glass in a toast.
"Original Bashkov, you are too polite." Vlasyev took a sip and held it in his mouth, savoring the fragrance of the grapes. "Good wine, good wine! Jesus Christ was at Jana's wedding that year.
Turning water into wine. He said: 'I am a real grape, and my father is a farmer who grows grapes'. God, there is nothing better than wine!"
"Yes, for Jesus' disciples, wine is the blood of the Son of God," Bashkov said with a smile.
Vlasyev took another sip and suddenly said: "Please give me the order, Your Excellency, I will be happy to serve you."
At this time, Bashkov was stunned, "How did you know that I wanted to ask for something?"
Vlasyev smiled proudly, "Haha, the military situation is so urgent, only those dandy boys are in the mood to drink and have fun. But you, obviously not. Therefore, I venture to speculate that you have something to do with me."
"Well, dear Vlasyev, the Ming army is attacking Bratsk Fort, which is the gateway to Yeniseysk Fort. Once it falls, the entire Yeniseisk will be in danger. I hope you will do it for
Honor the Cossacks, lead your 300 warriors to rescue Bratsk Castle. Of course, I will not let you fight alone. Chief Dezhnev will lead a 400 militia group to go with you. However, his militia group has just been formed.
I’m afraid I won’t be able to help you much soon.”
"I am very willing to serve you. I will lead the army to set off tomorrow. But now, please allow me to enjoy the wine!"
Vlasyev suddenly raised the wine barrel and drank heavily. The wine made his face rosy, with tears streaming down his face, and he sang loudly: "It is not the plow that has opened up these fertile fields, it is the war horses that have opened up these thousands of miles of fertile fields.
The iron hooves, the heads of Cossacks planted in the fertile fields for thousands of miles??"
Hearing this passionate singing, Bashkov also shed tears and sang along: "It is the young widow who dresses up the quiet Don River. The quiet Don River is decorated with millions of orphans. The waves of the Don River are originally drops of water."
Parents cry??"
"Oh, the quiet Don River, our father! Oh, the quiet Don River, why is your water so muddy? Oh, how can the water of the quiet Don River not be muddy! The cold spring springs from the bottom of the quiet Don River
Rushing outwards, the silver-white fish are diving and jumping in the quiet Don River??"
In the Yeniseisk Governor's Mansion, tragic singing rang out in the middle of the night.