Vasily stood up suddenly, strode onto the ring, and got ready to fight.
The two stood opposite each other, creating a fierce visual impact.
Vasily is nearly two meters tall. He is a big man with many muscles. His clenched fist is like an iron bowl. Especially his ferocious eyes, thick mustache, and clumps of chest hair on his chest are all eye-catching to everyone around him.
The people who acted were afraid of him. On the other hand, Li Zhen was only 1.8 meters tall, strong but green and thin, and his appearance was not as powerful as Vasily's.
Li Zhen stretched out his hand to stop and said, "Wait a moment!"
Vasily could not understand Li Zhen's words, but he understood Li Zhen's gestures and did not take action for the time being.
However, the Russian beside Vasily understood Li Zhen's words.
This man was Vasily's translator, and his Chinese name was Chen Yuande. He strode onto the ring, stared at Li Zhen without blinking, a cold light flashed in his hazel eyes, and said: "When you go to the ring, you have to compete.
If you don't want to compete, go down."
Li Zhen said: "I dare to go to the ring, of course to compete."
Chen Yuande sarcastically said: "Since we are going to compete in the ring, let's stop talking nonsense and just start fighting." This guy is a China expert. He is not only proficient in Chinese, but also has a good understanding of Chinese culture.
Li Zhen said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "The martial arts competition is about competition, but it would be too childish to just do it casually."
"Oh, what do you mean?"
Chen Yuande reached out and touched the bridge of his nose, looking quite interested.
Li Zhen said loudly: "The scene is too small, and there are no notarization officials. Fifteen days later, I will ask Qishan, the first-rank official of the imperial court and the imperial minister, to come and judge. In the same way, you can invite the minister sent by Russia to come.
The two sides compete openly. If the Russian strongman loses, get out of Beijing obediently and don't lose the face of the Russians in Beijing."
Chen Yuande looked unhappy and very angry.
The Russian warriors will not lose!
Chen Yuande rolled his eyes and immediately asked: "What if you lose?"
"I lost?"
Li Zhen glanced at Vasily contemptuously and said: "The 'best warrior in the world' in your eyes is vulnerable. In my eyes, he is even worse than a chicken or a dog."
A native chicken or a tile-dog?
Chen Yuande touched his nose again, not understanding the meaning of this word.
However, he understood that it must be derogatory.
Chen Yuande no longer asked what to do if Li Zhen lost? Because once the minister sent by Russia participated, and the first-grade imperial envoys of the Qing Dynasty watched, the competition had been raised to the level of two countries. As long as Vasily defeated the young man in front of him
, can definitely cause a sensation.
At that time, publicizing Russia's victory would further establish the impression that the Russians were invincible. This would also have a great effect on Tsarist Russia's capture of areas north of Heilongjiang.
At this moment, Chen Yuande became excited. His purpose of coming to Beijing was finally achieved.
Li Zhen stared at Chen Yuande, sneering in his heart.
Everything depends on strength.
Chen Yuande changed the topic and asked: "Dear warrior of the Qing Dynasty, what is your name? Where do you live? Can you participate on time in fifteen days?"
Li Zhen sneered in his heart, seeing through Chen Yuande's intention at a glance.
Asking for the address and name was just to prevent Li Zhen from going back on his word.
Li Zhen originally planned to fight, and said loudly: "My name is Li Zhen, and I am a general in the imperial court. I live in a posthouse in the south of the city. Since we are preparing to defeat the Russians, we cannot retreat. Fifteen days later, I will
We will fight on time and hope your Russian warriors will not back down."
Chen Yuande laughed and said proudly: "Mr. Li Zhen, the Russian warriors are invincible. Look at the people lying on the ground around you, they are really vulnerable. You can't win, you will definitely lose."
Li Zhen showed disdain, got off the ring, turned and left.
Chen Yuande stared at the direction Li Zhen left with cold eyes.
After Li Zhen's back disappeared, Chen Yuande spoke to Vasily in Russian and said coldly: "Vasily, we came to Beijing to set up an arena and swept through the martial arts schools in Beijing. We have already had a certain influence. Now the generals of the Qing Dynasty
Participating in the war is an opportunity to expand your influence. You must defeat the Qing generals and make the people and officials of the Qing think that the Russian warriors are invincible."
"Roar!!"
Vasily roared, raised his fists and beat his chest, with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes, and said loudly: "Fighting for the glory of the Tsar, I am invincible."
Chen Yuande added: "When necessary, you can use ruthless tactics to kill the Qing generals."
The two men were talking in a gibbering manner, but the people couldn't understand a word.
Because there were still fifteen days before the challenge, Chen Yuande left with Vasily, leaving the arena empty. Next, Chen Yuande wanted to publicize this event vigorously to expand the influence of Russia's undefeated image.
After Li Zhen returned to the post house, he entered Qishan's room.
Qishan asked: "You are back so soon, have you already won the battle?"
Li Zhen shook his head and said: "Sir, the general has made a trip and has set a date with the Russians for the contest fifteen days later." After a pause, Li Zhen knelt down with a plop and said: "Sir, the general has made the decision without permission.
, saying that you will also go there in fifteen days, and also asked the Russians to invite the minister sent to Beijing, please forgive me."
"ah!!"
Qishan exclaimed, a look of panic flashing in his eyes.
Immediately, Qishan scolded: "It's ridiculous, it's just nonsense. I have already said before that this matter involves the Russians and I cannot interfere. Once I get involved, it will be a matter between the Qing Dynasty and Tsarist Russia, and it will no longer be a matter between the Qing Dynasty and Tsarist Russia.
Ordinary folk competition. Alas, why are you so ignorant?"
Li Zhen knew that Qi Shan was angry and said: "Sir, the general understands. But without you in charge, even if the general defeats the Russians, it will not have a deterrent effect."
Qishan countered: "What if we can't win?"
At this time, Qishan's temples were beating wildly, and he felt very uneasy. He had just received a commendation from the emperor, and now he was involved in the quagmire of the imperial court and Tsarist Russia. Isn't this asking for trouble? The current imperial court is suffering from internal and external troubles.
It was no longer the time for the Holy Ancestor Kangxi, and Qishan did not want to deal with Tsarist Russia.
However, Li Zhen was his favorite general, and Qi Shan really didn't know how to punish him.
Qishan quickly calmed down and asked, "Are you sure?"
Li Zhen replied: "My lord, I will definitely cripple the Russians. I delayed it for fifteen days, and then I will make a big splash to let the people in Beijing know about it. My lord, please believe me,
We will definitely win this time, which will make the Russians get out of Beijing obediently and make the Russians not dare to be presumptuous."
Qishan nodded helplessly and had no choice but to agree. Li Zhendu reported his name. He was already a duck that had been pushed out of the competition and had to go.
Li Zhen rolled his eyes and said, "Sir, maybe this is your chance."
"What opportunity?" Qishan asked.
Li Zhen said in a low voice: "Think about it, with the participation of the Russian minister, you are also involved. If the general defeats the Russian strongman and greatly enhances the country's prestige, you will also be famous all over the world."
When Qi Shan heard this, the panic in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by a burning gaze.