Excessive blood loss and severe hypothermia tormented Fagiev, but the penetrating wound to his chest was not worth mentioning, a shot wounded the right lobe, a serious but not fatal wound. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Consciousness was blurring little by little, his lips were already pale, the whole person exuded the smell of a dead corpse, hallucinations formed in his mind, and his voice began to pass like a slide.

Father, Mother, Childhood...... He was the school bully when he was a teenager, and the most beautiful girl made him press in a straw pile......

Then came the military academy career, followed by the title of nobility and his own hard work, and all the way to the top. But the period of stagnation finally appeared after his appointment to major general at the age of forty.

From the plains and forests of Western Europe, to the war-torn Crimea, then to the Caucasus, and finally to the Central Asian plateau to assist Aguba in training troops to invade Xinjiang.

Year after year, the genius of his youth was actually forgotten by the empire...... No, no, no, it can't be said to be forgetful, after each mission, he and his army were rewarded with the Tsar's Commendation, and even received several gold medals himself.

The Tsar did not forget him, nor did Moscow, and his tasks were successfully accomplished.

Why can't he advance in rank? Why is he getting farther and farther away from Moscow? Is it really just the old men in the military department who are jealous of the virtuous?

Fadeev could not understand that it had been six years since he was promoted to major general at the age of forty, and he had been stagnant in this position for six whole years.

"I should be able to get a long vacation after this damn war...... I'm going back to Moscow, I'm going to see His Majesty, I'm going to figure out why this is......"

When he was unconscious, he only had one thought, but at this moment he had already felt his soul out of his body, and the cold feeling disappeared, replaced by a stream of warmth.

"What is he talking about? What is he talking about...... Morphine! Hyperdose Morphine Stimulation! Hurry Fast Fast ......"

Morphine, a strong analgesic extracted from opium, was already extracted from the laboratory by French chemists in 1806 and was a versatile first-aid medicine from the moment it was born.

But it is undeniable that this drug is too expensive in this day and age, and in the era of large-scale industrial production, morphine can only be extracted in small quantities in the laboratory.

"Who would give me such a valuable medicine? My lieutenant does have a bag in his hand, but he doesn't know where he threw it away......

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in his inner thighs, followed by a wave of warmth rushing through his body, and the near-death experience dissipated in an instant, the cold feeling and the stinging pain of the wound disappeared, and his spirit was lifted at that moment.

When he opened his eyes, a heroic young man appeared in front of him, and Fadeev subconsciously wanted to do it, but when he moved his waist, he found that he had no strength at all.

"Who are you? Your uniform is very different from all Chinese, why do you have nine gold stars on your shoulder? What is your rank?" asked Fagiev.

The person who came was Xiao Letian, and the epaulettes of the nine gold stars were the creation of Italian fashion designers, and a series of Chinese military uniforms were selected by Italian and Prussian costume designers.

Nine is the number pole respected by the Chinese, and only Xiao Lotian can have a nine-star epaulette in the Chinese, and the Chinese code has clearly stipulated that the nine-star epaulettes are unique to Xiao Letian, even if the Chinese successor army commanders a hundred years later, they can only wear eight gold stars.

"Translating his words, my Russian is very bad!" Xiao Letian nodded and said to the translator beside him.

There are four interpreters accompanying him, all of whom have been doing business with Russians for many years, so that he can greatly avoid mistakes in translation.

"I am Xiao Letian, the prime minister of the Chinese nationality, report your name and rank......"

Fardeev's eyes lit up suddenly, and he subconsciously wanted to stand up, this was a dialogue with the commander of a nation, and he must respect it and not lose the national prestige of Tsarist Russia.

But the blood loss was too much, and after struggling twice and still not getting up, Xiao Letian said to his medical staff, "Check his blood type and extract blood from the officer's reserve blood bank...... Give him another shot of morphine and help him get started!"

"Two campfires are not enough, add two more, and prepare hot water and charcoal basins......"

The darkness before dawn is the coldest, and now the temperature is at least minus nineteen or even twenty degrees, and such weather cannot even withstand the strong men who are not injured, let alone the wounded.

Fadeev had two large individual backpacks behind him, which allowed him to sit up reluctantly, and an extra shot of morphine lifted his spirits, and a group of soldiers in white were busy comparing blood types, and soon a bottle of plasma in an incubator was injected into Fargiev's body.

Fadeev watched everything in silence, and he suddenly sighed and whispered, "I never thought that Chinese's army would be so advanced, you would have such a powerful medical force, and your equipment would be so well-equipped......

"I'm not as good as you! you've shattered all my old impressions of Chinese......"

"What is he talking about?" Xiao Letian asked, and soon the four translators told Xiao Lotian the original text of Fargiev's words.

Xiao Lotian dragged a maza for himself and sat next to Farjiev, at this moment the soldiers had formed a circular windproof curtain with sheepskin, Xiao Lotian and Farjiev were surrounded in the middle, accompanied by only a few medical personnel except for the interpreter.

"Get straight to the point, you should know why I want to save your life, it's important to me that you're alive!" Xiao Letian said.

"Huh...... Yes, of course I know what you want me to do, you need me to order all the Cossacks to stop resisting and accept your prisoners?

Xiao Letian nodded, "You are very smart, this is exactly what I want, but this is also what you need most now! Give up, you have run out of ammunition and food, and if you hold on, you will just die of starvation......"

"Do you know what the most common thing I have seen the captives say on my way here, begging for food from us...... Hehe, the dignified elite Cossack cavalry of Tsarist Russia has turned into beggars begging for food, what a mockery!"

Fadeev's face turned red, perhaps angry, or perhaps the blood transfusion had already had an effect.

"Ahem, ahem...... You can enjoy your victory, but you can't insult us! If we don't lose supplies, do you think you can defeat us?"