Alexandrov was stunned for a while, but then a French sentence popped out of his throat, which made Zhao Xin frown.
Can we still talk properly?
Zhao Xin knew that French was the social language of the upper class in Europe in this era, but the problem was that he had never learned it at all.
"Count, right? Please take a seat." There was only one seat opposite Zhao Xin, so the other officers could only stand.
After Alexandrov sat down with a slight hesitation, Zhao Xin said calmly: "Now, let's talk about the specific issue of surrender."
"Please wait a moment." At this time, Lieutenant Essin, who was standing nearby, spoke. He walked behind Alexandrov, lowered his head and whispered a few words.
After hearing this, Alexandrov looked stunned and asked tentatively: "Are you the descendant of the Ming Dynasty royal family who fought with the Qing emperor for many years?"
"Does this have anything to do with your surrender to me?"
"Your Excellency, oh, no, Your Highness, of course it does matter." After Essin finished speaking, he asked Alexandrov in a low voice: "Commander, can you allow me to say a few words?"
"Of course. Please tell me, my lieutenant."
At this time, Ai Xin said to Zhao Xin: "Your Highness, we sent a messenger to send you a letter more than two months ago. I wonder if you have received it?"
"Letter? What letter? Who sent it?" Zhao Xin started to pretend to be stupid.
"It's two of my men, they are both Buryats, Aimozhgen and Batelsan."
Zhao Xin shook his head slightly: "I haven't heard of it."
"Maybe they are lost." Aisin showed a playful expression on his face, looked at Zhao Xin and continued: "In the letter, our governor in Irkutsk, Count Ivan Jacobi, expresses his condolences to your resistance to the Qing Emperor.
In order to appreciate and support him, he hopes to join forces with you to carve up this vast land."
"Oh?" Zhao Xin asked sarcastically: "This has been the territory of Chinese dynasties for hundreds of years. Why should I divide it with your governor?"
"No, Your Highness." Alexandrov said at this time: "This territory used to be the land of our Russian Empire. Back then we sent troops to help the Ming Dynasty, but unfortunately we were defeated and this territory was also taken away by the Qing Emperor.
It is time to return to the embrace of our country."
"Hahahaha!" Zhao Xin was so angry that he could confuse right and wrong.
He slowly stood up, with the smile on his face not fading, he suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist with his right hand, raised it and shot Essin in the head.
"boom!"
As violent gunshots rang out, blood spurted out. Alexandrov, whose face was spattered with blood, was so frightened that he leaned back, turned over and fell to the ground.
The several commanders of the Russian army did not expect Zhao Xin to be so violent. They all turned pale when they looked at the blood on the ground and thought to themselves, what kind of His Highness is this? He is more like a devil!
In their opinion, nobles are all polite when talking. Even if they want to kill someone, it is just a matter of glance. How can they kill someone themselves?
Just as an officer was about to step forward to help Alexandrov up, he saw that all the guards around him raised their guns, and a guard behind His Highness went even more exaggerated and drew a knife directly from his back; it seemed that only that man
When His Highness gives the order, everyone like him will immediately fall to the ground.
"Who are these people!" Veins appeared on the officer's forehead, and large beads of sweat slowly flowed down his cheeks.
Bogaevsky hurriedly stopped his colleagues and shouted: "Don't move!"
"What!" Zhao Xin turned off the safety, put the gun back into its holster, looked at the Tsarist Russian officers coldly and said, "Are you worthy of negotiating terms with me?"
After finishing speaking, he turned to a guard and said: "Notify the artillery position of the third company to fire on the Tsarist Russian fleet!"
In less than a minute, the Tsarist Russian officers present heard the rumbling bombing outside the city again. Bogaevsky was sweating nervously and begged loudly: "Your Highness, please stop the bombardment. In the name of God, we
No other meaning!"
"When you are a prisoner, you must have the consciousness of being a prisoner!" Zhao Xin put his hands behind his back, waited for Alexandrov to get up from the ground, and then said in a deep voice: "Now, I order you to hand over your sabers and surrender to our army unconditionally.
surrender!"
In the early morning two days later, when the fleet led by Wu Siyu moored at the dock outside the east gate of Aihui Old City, Zhao Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief and finally arrived.
Wu Siyu and Hu Ji walked off the gangplank. When they saw Zhao Xin waiting for them, they hurriedly stepped forward to salute.
Zhao Xin hurriedly returned the gift and asked Wu Siyu and the others: "Are you tired?"
Wu Siyu looked tired, but he saw that Zhao Xin's eyes were bloodshot, so he said: "It's okay. By the way, where are the prisoners?"
Zhao Xin looked back and pointed at the old city of Aihui and said, "They are all circled inside."
Since the Russian army handed over their sabers and surrendered, Zhao Xin imprisoned them all in the old city of Aihui. Fortunately, the old city only had three gates. He asked four companies to guard the west, south and east gates respectively, and arranged
Two companies were patrolling and guarding outside the city, and dozens of Hezhe people led by Sahalian were also busy.
The small team of 600 people had to look after the prisoners, arrange the defense of Heilongjiang City in the south, and also pay attention to the Russian fleet that had escaped to the north of the mouth of the Zeya River. Everyone had been highly nervous these past two days, and they were all very tired.
Zhao Xin was not polite to those prisoners of Tsarist Russia. The food for the prisoners was halved, and anyone who dared to cause trouble would be taken to the river bank and shot. Fortunately, it was June, the weather was not too cold, and the Russian prisoners were lit at night
There is nothing wrong with the campfire except for the mosquitoes.
In order to reassure these prisoners, he ordered medical soldiers to go into the city to treat the seriously wounded. According to later generations, even if they were shot tomorrow, the prisoners must be allowed to live well today.
When the Tsarist Russian officers saw that the Northern Navy actually sent doctors to treat their injuries, they gradually relaxed their worries. Those who tried to cause trouble were stopped by the officers and non-commissioned officers.
After Wu Siyu heard this, he said to Zhao Xin: "I understand. As soon as the troops disembark, I will arrange for Hu Ji's troops to change defenses. How about you go and take a nap first?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhao Xin shook his head and said: "Then there is time. Now that you are here, I can arrange some things, otherwise I won't be able to spare any manpower at all."
After saying that, he called Chen Jishan and asked him to take Wu Siyu to handle the camping matters after the troops disembarked. Then, Zhao Xin asked people to invite the Sahar Company over.
"My surname is Chang, are you tired?" Zhao Xin asked Liu Sheng's father-in-law to sit down very affectionately and made him another cup of tea.
"Hehe, I'm not tired at all. Sir, do you have anything to ask me?" Saharian admired Zhao Xin so much. Six hundred men defeated more than ten thousand people, and actually won a complete victory, and even captured several prisoners.
Qian, this descendant of the former Ming emperor is truly incredible!
But what impressed him most was that Zhao Xin was always polite to the border residents, and never acted superior to others just because he was Han.
Zhao Xin took a sip of strong tea and then said: "There is such a thing. Although the Qing army in Heilongjiang City has escaped, we don't know how many people are there. We didn't have enough manpower before, and I didn't arrange anyone to go there.
, now I want to trouble your subordinates..."
When Saharian heard this, he stood up quickly and said: "Sir, please give your orders, I will personally take people to do it!"
Zhao Xin motioned for the other party to sit down, and then said: "I asked Wu Kambei and a platoon of people to go with you. Two things. The first is to let them know that the Beihai Navy is not a bandit, and let them open the city gate and live peacefully.
If there are patients in the city, our medical team can help them treat them; the second is to find out how many people are in the city and when the Qing army will return."
Saharian said: "Sir, don't worry, I will definitely accomplish this! I will take people there now!"
Zhao Xindao: "Don't worry, my surname is Chang. You have been tired for several days. Take a rest first and then leave at noon. I will have the horses ready for you."
Saharian is already over fifty. In this era where people can be called "old man" after they are forty years old, Zhao Xin will not be able to explain to Liu Sheng and Wu Xiha if he is really tired.
Not to mention how the Beihai Navy prepared, Heilongjiang City in the south has been living on tenterhooks these past few days.
The Vice-Capital Master took his men to Mergen City overnight. I heard that he was going to ask for help. But even if he went to ask for help, he wouldn't have taken away all the soldiers, right?
At present, in addition to the seriously injured wounded, there are only more than 2,000 border residents from surrounding villages and prisoners exiled here. If someone really attacks the city, it will be impossible to defend it.
In addition to the lack of soldiers, the biggest trouble in Heilongjiang City now is that there is not enough food to eat. It is now the fifth and sixth months of the year, and the new food has not yet matured. Last year's food reserves were not much to begin with, and they dropped even more when the war started;
Demubu took some more with him when he retreated. The rice storage warehouses and barns in the outer city are already empty. Everyone is now relying on the spot in the big Buddhist temple in the southwest corner of the outer city to store grain. The porridge is clear.
You can see people's shadows.
After noon, several border residents guarding the north gate of the outer city of Heilongjiang saw dozens of fast horses coming not far away. When the group got closer, they saw clearly that they were not soldiers and horses of the imperial court.
"It's broken! That gang of rebels is here!"
"This is how to do ah?"
Zamusu, who was guarding here with several Daur people, leaned on his spear, squinted his eyes for a while, and suddenly said: "Wait a minute, I don't think they are here to attack the city."
Sure enough, after a while, Zamusu and others who were huddled behind the city wall heard someone outside the wall shout loudly: "Is anyone out of breath? I am the surname chief of Hezhesa, and my name is Saharian!"
"Is he from Hezhe?" Several Daur people looked at each other. Finally, the oldest Zamusu stuck his head out and saw that the man on the horse outside the wall was indeed dressed as a Hezhe.
"My name is Zamusu, from Daur. Where does your surname Sa come from? I've never heard of it."
Saharian looked up at the gray-haired head on the wall and said with a smile: "Brother, our village is on the edge of Trin Stone Rock. Do you know about the Yongning Monument?"
"Ah, I heard Ama talk about it before." Zhamusu's eyes lit up. There are no fishermen in Heilongjiang who don't know about the Yongning Monument. In their hearts, they are already two sacred objects.
"I'm a fisherman from Ravkai. I came here to report the Rakshasa. But who would have thought... Sigh~~"
"Brother, those of us in Heilongjiang, whether we are Hezhe or Daur, all make a living in the same river. We are one family in the boat!"
Zamusu's eyes became hot when he heard this, and he almost shed tears. He choked and asked, "How dare you come here with just such a small number of people? The Rakshasa's guns and cannons are so powerful. Many officers and soldiers died."
"Hahaha, brother, you didn't know this, right? The Rakshasa was defeated by us. There are thousands of Rakshasa imprisoned in the old city in the north!"
"What?!" Zamusu was stunned immediately.
"Don't believe it?" Sahar said with a smile: "How about you come with me, brother, and I will take you to see it."
"Hey, wait a minute, let's discuss it."
"I'm waiting for you to tell the people in the city that I, Saharian, swear to God that the Rakshasa was defeated by us. If you tell a lie, I will be struck by thunder and die badly!"
When Zamusu heard that Sahalian had sworn such a strong oath, he believed most of it. He hurriedly asked someone to go to the Great Buddha Temple to call a few chiefs over.
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In the temporary headquarters of the Beihai Navy, Zhao Xin couldn't sleep even if he wanted to because he drank too much strong tea. He tossed and turned over pancakes on the bed, then simply got up again, scribbling and correcting in front of the desk, and planning the arrangements for the future.
The tent door curtain rang, and Wu Siyu walked in. Seeing Zhao Xin still writing, he asked, "Why don't you get some sleep?"
"There are too many things to do, I can't sleep. Are you done with the defense changes?"
"Well, the medical team and the cadre team are setting up tents. By the way, what are you going to do next?"
Zhao Xin put down his pen, rubbed his forehead and said, "Keep fighting until we reach Lake Baikal!"
"The ambition is really big!" Wu Siyu said with a smile: "Recovering our hometown is such a big thing, this time I have to go along with it no matter what."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You and me, plus Da Liu and Wang Yuanfang, good guys, the four great kings of the Bei Navy are dispatched together, which is really a big deal!" Zhao Xin smiled and changed the subject.
, jokingly said: "How many months will it take you to leave? Your family is not in a hurry?"
Wu Siyu said: "You have the nerve to talk to me? What about your marriage to Miss Shen? Boss Shen complained to me before leaving."
Zhao Xinyi waved his hand and said: "He is not complaining, he is anxious to become a relative of the emperor."
Zhao Xin can talk about this himself, and others really can't mention it, so Wu Siyu thought for a while, changed the topic and said: "By the way, let me tell you something interesting. Before I left, I heard from Lao Chen that Father Ma recently I was so anxious that I got blisters on my mouth, but that clear old monk did something extraordinary."
"Oh?" Zhao Xinxin said what happened to these two people? He lit a cigarette and asked with interest: "Tell me about it?"
It is said that since the Beihai Navy went north for an expedition and the news of the Rakshasa invasion spread in Beihai Town, Father Macarius' situation in Beihai Town suddenly became embarrassing. Nothing else, because everyone knew that he was a Rakshasa.
The way the people around him looked at him changed, from respect to disdain, and even a hint of hatred. The patients who came to Beihai Town Hospital for treatment all asked to be replaced when X-rays were taken; they did not want this Luo Take a quick look at your own body.
Although Father Ma denounced Tsarist Russia's invasion in public, he was still secretly happy. He felt that the glory of God was finally shining on this black land. However, it was not easy to develop more than a dozen The believers fell apart. Father Ma was in pain and happiness like a schizophrenic, and the blisters on his mouth became more and more obvious.
On the contrary, the behavior of master and disciple Cheng Che caused waves in Beihai Town, making all time travelers look at the old monk with admiration.
The day after Zhao Xin set out, Chengche asked his apprentice, the young novice monk, to sign up to join the army. This move shocked even Chen Qingsong. He came to the hut where the old monk lived and raised his questions.
"Why did the mage do this?"
Cheng Qing sat cross-legged, twirling the Buddhist beads in his hand, and said calmly: "What I eat is the millet of China, and where I live, I drink the black water of the white mountains. As a disciple of the Buddha, when the foreign enemies invade and wreak havoc, I cannot save souls from the ruins. I, the Buddha Tathagata, try to show his respect, but think that he is not as good as a dog! A dog can still pull a cart for the Lord and guard the door, but a poor monk is useless and still accepts food with a shy face. How can he feel no regrets in his heart?"
After hearing this, Chen Qingsong suddenly felt like he was raising his head and his heart was surging. He clasped his hands respectfully and said, "I have been taught! If Master has any requirements, please say nothing."
"The poor monk heard that there is a group of soldiers in the Northern Navy who specialize in medical care, saving lives and healing the wounded in battle?"
Chen Qingsong understood instantly, so he said: "Master, don't worry, those are medical soldiers. I will say hello to the army people."
"Then there will be a benefactor."
As a result, the little novice monk took off his cassock and became a medical soldier of the Northern Navy.
Zhao Xin listened to Wu Siyu's story. After a while, he shook his head and praised: "This is a true practice, it is really amazing!"
When the two of them were marveling at each other, Chen Jishan walked in from outside the tent and said to Zhao Xin with a look of joy: "Sir, Chief Wu, Saharian and the others have brought a few people back!"