Negotiation has been a chore since ancient times, and human beings are inherently creatures that are difficult to unify their thoughts, and it is even more difficult to coordinate them with conflicting interests. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The little ghost in the fog thought that he had made all the truths clear and conveyed enough information about the victory of the Chinese people, but in exchange for the other party's shaking of his head.

Sister Wu is really impatient now, time is life, every minute and every second is precious, God knows if he can block the other 30,000 Cossack reinforcements that are coming, maybe the next second delayed here is the moment when the enemy rushes across the border.

"Enough, enough! We can't waste any more time! I really can't imagine why you are so stubborn! Isn't it a matter of course to follow the side that will win?" look into my eyes...... "Sister Wu roared.

"In that land of the Far East, our brothers and sisters have died every day for the past nine years, and those rakshasas have been slaughtering them all the time......! It has all become the enemy's bag! Have you forgotten the tragedy of the Great Qingdao Gold Mine?"

"You keep saying that you love the people like sons, have you forgotten the people who were left on the other side of the Ussuri River? You say that you have a good conscience, you say that you still have a heart, now tell me where your heart is?"

A series of rhetorical questions, Sister Wu finally angered Hunchun: "That's enough! It's not that you will win, I must lose all my net worth and my life!"

Even if your volunteers win the victory, I will not stop the 30,000 Cossacks...... Don't use us as cannon fodder!"

Hunchun said bitterly, "The result is no longer important, as long as we are dispatched, this process is destined to be miserable! 30,000 Cossacks may not be able to eat you, but they will definitely pour out their anger on our heads...... How many people do you want us to die? Those are my brothers, why should you die for you......"

The fog yin shouted angrily, "What do you mean to die for us? Emperor Tongzhi is on the sea, haven't you received a secret order from Your Majesty before? Are you fighting for us? You are fighting for Your Majesty the Emperor to whom you are loyal!"

"Then take the holy decree!" Hunchun roared, and two tears burst out of his eyes: "If you want us to die, you can do it! Take Your Majesty's holy decree, as long as Your Majesty orders us to attack, what if the 100,000 brothers of Baishan and Heishui will sprinkle their blood here? The Qing Dynasty still has a group of us who are not afraid of death!"

"Without His Majesty's will, others let us die...... We will never!" Hunchun slammed open the door, the dazzling sunlight outside shone in, and the spring water in the courtyard was full of tears.

Hunchun stretched out his hand and pointed at them, tears rampant: "Lord Wuyin! They are not a string of numbers on your intelligence! They are not chess pieces on the chessboard that you can mobilize at will! They are not cannon fodder that can be sacrificed at will!"

"Everyone here was born and raised by their parents! They have their own homes, wives and children, and their own way to go in the second half of their lives! Living people, why do you take your life away with a word! They are my brothers......

"He is one of the few men in the Qing Dynasty who is loyal to the monarch and serves the country!"

The soldiers outside the "General ......" choked up, they all heard the quarrel just now, and the veterans who had followed Hunchun for many years were moved to tears.

"Swear to follow the general! Except for the general's orders, none of us will listen to them!"

"Yes, if you don't listen to anyone, you will listen to the general's ......."

People are shouting frantically, it is not easy to meet a commander who loves soldiers like a son in this life, and people's hearts are hot!

The little ghost of the fog looked at everything in front of him and sighed softly, "No wonder the prime minister has said it more than once before...... China in the future will certainly be an era of warlords! Sometimes the reason why warlords become warlords is not necessarily because of ambition!"

Hunchun didn't hear clearly what the little ghost was saying, he was just venting his emotions to himself, "Now I think of us! What did you do earlier...... If you had sent us Mauser rifles, field steel cannons, and all kinds of military supplies before, we would have been a strong army in this winter's training!"

"I have a good gun in my hand, my brothers have a military salary in their pockets, and I have some hot military rations in my stomach...... If we can really do anything, why don't we give you our lives once? At least at that time we can resist the Cossacks for a while, and there will not be such a huge difference in strength!"

"But you don't, now you want us to fight the Rakshasa ghost with broadswords, spears, and shotguns? We are not fools, we are not going to die! If you want us to die, then take Your Majesty's holy decree out, I Hunchun will be the first to die on the way to the charge! Everything else is not to be discussed......"

This is to close the door to negotiations, Sister Wu frowned tightly and said You think it is very beautiful, how many arms do we have to arm your 100,000 troops?

As for the holy decree of Zaichun, it is not difficult, but there is no time! This Hunchun is just settled, and we don't have time!

After a fierce ideological struggle, the little ghost suddenly smiled, "The general is really angry, sit down and talk slowly! I haven't drunk saliva for half a day, so I have to give me a cup of hot tea, right?"

The atmosphere eased slightly, Hun Chun nodded to the guards, and naturally someone went to serve hot tea, and the three of them retreated to the room and sat on chairs to breathe their breath.

The Misty Imp organized his words, "General, you seem to have misunderstood me a little, when did I say that I wanted you to fight the Rakshasa Ghost?

Hunchun and Lao Lin glanced at each other, not knowing what kind of medicine this woman was selling in her gourd, so they could only nod at the map on the west wall.

The Misty Imp strode over, "General, of course, I know that the Cossacks are fierce and difficult, and the casualties of fighting with them will naturally be great! But I didn't ask you to fight the Cossacks, I want you to deal with this ...... target."

After speaking, with a wave of his hand, he pointed directly to a city on the map, Qiqihar, the capital of Heilongjiang.

Hunchun and Lao Lin suddenly jumped up from their chairs, "What do you mean?"

Sister Wu's eyes flashed, gritted her back molars, and said viciously: "What do you mean? The meaning is obvious! Let's lead the troops north and surprise Qiqihar, that is Tepuxin's station, seize Tepuxin and force him to give an order to close the Heilongjiang River!"

"There are few ferries for the Cossacks to choose from, and when the time comes, we will blow up the ice with explosives, or simply spread cinders and destroy all the crossings for the enemy's cavalry......"