Song Yang looked at the King of Gele City more than forty steps away with a surprised expression. Although it was not the first time he saw the city of the Yiren Kingdom, the moment he saw the King of Gele City, Song Yang still felt a little
novel.
The reason for the novelty is nothing more than the completely different architectural styles of Tsarist Russia and Dalong.
Looking at the city in front of him, which was not short but not majestic either, Song Yang cast a vague glance at the five people of Jevs and muttered to himself, maybe the five people of Jevs were deceiving him as before.
Is a city of this size really the size that a king should have?
It seems to be inferior to the former capital of the Jin Kingdom, but the tall castles in their city look quite shocking. Although they are shrouded in snow, you can still vaguely see their outlines.
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Song Yang glanced at the Gullah King City shrouded in heavy snow. While he was thinking, Yevs got off his horse and stopped in front of Song Yang's horse.
“Deputy Commander-in-Chief, we have arrived. This is our royal city of Grad in Tsarist Russia.”
Song Yang nodded clearly, dismounted and walked towards the five men of Jevs with a vigilant mind.
“You go and shout to your robes guarding the city gate.”
Jeffs glanced at Song Yang expectantly again: "Deputy Commander-in-Chief, will you really give us our freedom after the Dragon Envoy meets our Majesty the Queen?"
Song Yang looked at the somewhat doubtful expressions of the five people in Jevs, and nodded with a slight smile: "We, Dalong, always stick to our word, and since Mr. Liu said he would let you go and give you your freedom, he will never go back on his word.
Furthermore, we have come to have friendly relations with you, Tsarist Russia, by the holy order of His Majesty the Emperor. When we come to the territory of your Tsarist Russia, we naturally do not want to make enemies with you.
You can rest your hearts in your stomach, as long as we meet your Empress of Tsarist Russia, you will be able to regain your freedom and reunite with your family immediately."
The five Jevs glanced at each other and understood in their hearts that given the current situation of themselves and others, they had to choose to trust the deputy commander-in-chief of the Dragon Envoy.
I hope the deputy commander of the Dragon Mission will not go back on his word.
The five of Jevs communicated in a low voice for a moment in the language of Tsarist Russia. Finally, Jevs looked at Song Yang and nodded heavily, took a breath of hot breath into his palms and walked towards the city gate more than 40 steps away.
When Jevs was still more than twenty steps away from the city gate, a surprised shout suddenly came from the city wall.
“No one is allowed to come near the city gate until you tell yourself who you are.”
Song Yang was holding the brocade box in his hand with a solemn expression when he heard a sudden voice of exclamation coming from the dim city wall, and subconsciously moved his big hand closer to the sword at his waist.
“Menghanfu, what do those words said by the robe on your city gate mean?”
“Back to Deputy General Dalong, our city defenders are asking about the identity of Jeves.”
Although Song Yang's tense expression relaxed slightly, the big hand holding the sword near his waist remained motionless.
"Um."
A few dozen steps away, outside the city gate shrouded in wind and snow, there was a sound of conversation that confused Song Yang. In about half a stick of incense, Song Yang saw Jeves trotting towards him and others.
As Yeves approached, Song Yang gradually saw the excited look on his face.
Song Yang understood in an instant that it must have been Yevs who successfully negotiated with the garrison of the Royal City of Galle.
Sure enough, as soon as Jevs stopped in front of Song Yang and the others, he said excitedly: "Deputy General Song, I successfully negotiated with General Gogolov who was guarding the city. He asked us to wait outside the city. He
Someone has been sent to the Klimt Palace to report the news of our arrival to my Majesty the Empress of Tsarist Russia."
Song Yang stared at Jeves's eyes. He knew that Jeves was not lying, so he nodded with a slight smile.
“Okay! Congratulations to you all, you will be free soon.
As long as we, the Great Dragon, establish diplomatic and friendly relations with your Tsarist Russia, not only will you be free, but those of you who are good people living in our Great Dragon Kingdom should also be free.
Of course, what this general said is what it should be. As for the final result, it depends on the choice of your Queen of Tsarist Russia.
This general cannot make the decision, the key depends on the attitude of your Empress of Russia."
The five Jeffs looked at Song Yang, who seemed to be courteous but actually exuded a rebellious temperament from the inside out, and lowered his head in embarrassment.
If they couldn't defeat Song Yang, they really wanted to beat up Deputy Commander Dalong, who was a little older than them.
Song Yang looked at the appearance of the five people from Jevs and said nothing. He held the brocade box in his hand with a respectful expression, and quietly stared at the gate of King Gelu City in the wind and snow, waiting.
Klimt Palace in Tsarist Russia.
A young girl wearing a snow-white fur coat, with captivating light blue eyes, a beautiful face as cold as ice and a serious smile, fair skin, beautiful appearance and long legs, is adding chopped firewood to the fireplace with a sad look on her face.
Compared to the way Dalong used stoves to keep warm, Tsarist Russia’s way of keeping warm in the cold winter seemed a bit unique.
The young girl watched the fire in the fireplace become strong again, then turned and walked towards the table and chairs behind her that had a very different shape from Dalongda.
This beautiful young girl is none other than Elisabeth Serena, the current empress of Tsarist Russia.
Elizabeth Serena did not inherit the throne from her father, but from her grandmother.
If the civil and military ministers of Dalong and the Confucian school knew about such an inheritance method that was contrary to the inheritance of the father's inheritance from son to son, they would definitely be shocked to the point of dropping their eyes.
After all, the customization of Dalong has been hereditary since ancient times. Sons inherit their father's business and follow the rules of general ethics.
The king of a country passes the throne to his granddaughter but not to his son. According to Dalong's official concept, it is a violation of rules and ethics.
Those who interfered in the affairs of the harem would have to be deposed from the post, and if they exceeded the rules even a little bit, the civil and military remonstrances of the Manchu Dynasty would probably fly into the imperial study like snowflakes.
Elizabeth Serena sat on a chair that was completely different in shape from the Dalong chair. She picked up the parchment on the table and looked at it casually for a moment before putting it down with a depressed look.
The reason why the little empress of Tsarist Russia was so depressed was nothing more than the contents recorded on the parchments.
“Report to the Queen that the Imperial Minister, Mr. Urinen, is asking for an audience outside the palace. He said that he has urgent matters and needs to see you immediately.”
Elizabeth Serena’s beautiful face, which was already full of sorrow, heard the words of the palace maid, and her beauty couldn’t help but frown, and her light blue pupils narrowed slightly.
“Nina, did Urineen say why he came to the palace to see the emperor?”
“Returning to Your Majesty the Queen, Sir Urineen did not tell the slave what the urgent matter was. He only said that he had something urgent to do and asked to see you.”
Elizabeth Serena looked at the confused expression on the palace maid Nina's face, lightly tapped the table and muttered something.
“Could it be that the people have gathered together again to ask the emperor for their sons or men who were captured by the so-called Great Dragon Kingdom?
What should we do if this is the case! The emperor simply cannot devote so many troops to rescue the soldiers who were captured by the dragon."
Elizabeth Serena muttered to herself for a while, and with an even more melancholy look on her face, she whispered to the palace maid Nina standing aside: "Please pass Urine in first."