"Sir, the latest intelligence from the Russian side, according to your order, last night a communications group made a single flight with a reconnaissance group and now received a telegram from them indicating that the Tsar's family was living in Yekaterinburg. But they had fallen into the hands of the workers' Red Guards and the Cheka, and were escorted out of the castle,"

Hearing such a telegram, Tang Yunyang asked in a puzzled manner.

"Cheka, what kind of thing is a Cheka?"

Raising his head and looking at Li Jin's confused face, it was impossible for him to know.

"Whatever he is, you'll know it then! Tell them to keep watching, and tell the captain that we're ready to go! ”

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Tang Yunyang turned around and took two steps, and the gunfire caught up with him. Belle is a fierce girl who has forgotten about this boundless prairie.

Tang Yunyang didn't know that there was a reason for the "Cheka", if someone told that this "plaything" was just the Kergerber of later generations, then he would definitely understand that it was just like that.

The leader of the "Cheka" is Felix. Dzerzhinsky. The so-called "Cheka" is an institution that combines the fight against gangs, robbery, and finances with the tasks of the political police.

Before the revolution was launched, the Cheka had secretly existed in the provinces and regions and formed a network. Even in June there was already a first National Cheka Congress. Now, the "Cheka" is the main body of the Red regime that conducts covert or important operations.

Later, this "play" in Tang Yunyang's mouth was successively renamed the State Political Security Bureau, the State Political Security Directorate of the People's Commissars of the USSR, the NKVD and the State Security Committee of the Council of Ministers (i.e., the KGB).

If Tang Yunyang knew, then he would definitely know what kind of critical the situation had reached at this time. However, if he couldn't catch up, he had to sigh to himself that his fate was not good. After all, it is not easy to use a light army from thousands of kilometers away to go to a secret rescue.

Fortunately, things have not yet reached the point of extreme deterioration. But a detachment of 300 old royalist cavalrymen who were rushing to Yekaterinburg, with the aim of the rescue, was bringing bad luck there.

Because Yekaterinburg had already fallen into the hands of the rebellious Bolshevik Party, and the "Cheka" here had received orders from Lenin, chairman of the Central Revolutionary Committee of Russia, to carry out secret executions if the tsar was likely to be snatched by someone else.

It can be seen that sometimes good intentions may not lead to good deeds.

And all this, Tang Yunyang, who hurried there, didn't know, he just studied the information transmitted by the reconnaissance team on the airship with his men over and over again on the airship, and determined the ways and means of the assault.

According to the plan, they will land at night, outside Yekaterinburg. And according to the actual situation, people quickly formulate a surprise method and implement it immediately.

None of this was known to the Nicholas II family, who were trapped in the castle, and were waiting for the rescue of the legendary 300 former soldiers who were rushing here.

Time passes minute by minute, which also indicates that the Tsarist family, which represents the old era, is approaching the moment of their demise step by step.

A few months earlier, Tsar Nicholas II had surrendered his crown in the torrent of the February Revolution. He became a prisoner of the bourgeois Provisional Government headed by the new Grand Duke Lyvov.

What happened then was that their request to take refuge in Britain was rejected by the Allies in the midst of the war, let alone the Americans, even though their fleets were already assembled in the Arctic Circle and Vladivostok.

Now, in the midst of the desperate news, the only comforting thing to him is his childhood classmate, Prince Tolgoruki, and the other is the loyal Tadischev, who discusses the situation together.

They were accompanied by two women who accompanied the Empress, one as her newspaper attendant, and the other as her female companion Ekaderina when she was teaching the Duchy of Hesse in Harrogat. Schneider, after her marriage, has been taking care of the queen's rheumatism.

"Look, there's no one going to pay for our lunch anymore, that's not a good thing!"

Despite the chaos, the former Tsar Nicholas II managed to maintain his demeanor as much as possible. Two of his friends had a gloomy look on their faces, and almost everyone understood that when the Bolsheviks were fully in power, they would hardly be able to spare the Tsar, who hated them, and even his family.

His classmate shifted his footsteps, looked outside, and came back to whisper to him.

"Lord, I have received news that a soldier loyal to you is now rushing here in knights, and I want to ......"

Nikola II moved his bearded chin as if to say something, but the sore pain in his throat made him tilt his head back again, and repressed the emotion deep in his chest.

"No, I think you know that the news of the heavy losses of the Russian ** team on the front line has completely destroyed the image of the 'little father' that our family has worked so hard to create in the minds of the people for hundreds of years, and now it will be very difficult to get such a laurel again. If possible......"

Saying that, the Tsar shifted his gaze to his children, who, in order of age, were Oldia, Tatiana, Maria, Anastasia, and Crown Prince Alexei. At this moment, the children are gathered in a small circle of several benches, listening to his eldest daughter, Olga, read a book to them.

Although the children sometimes let out exclamations and laughter at the characters and their adventures, Nicholas II still felt the trepidation in their hearts.

"Two gentlemen, I think it's time for you to leave, and as for me, I think my fate is probably a foregone conclusion, but...... But my boys, my God, I wonder what the Bolsheviks will do to them, they are still children, and if I can, I would run down and beg Lenin, I just hope he will spare my children......"

When Nicholas II said this, his pretended dignity suddenly collapsed, and he could not imagine how his daughters and his sons would behave when they were confronted with gunpoint.

"Oh my God...... God, save my child! ”

When Nicholas II said this, he raised his head again, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

His classmates, Prince Tolgoruky, and the loyal Mr. Tadischev, looked at each other, and not because of the tears of Nicholas II. Rather, it was because they did not have an accurate opinion as to whether the Soviet government would attack the underage children.

"Lord, I suppose that they claim to be a righteous and civilized people, or ...... Probably...... Probably they won't do such inhuman things! ”

It was still when he was a child, and he finally gritted his teeth and said something comforting. He probably would not have believed these words himself, and he could not see such goodness in the past deeds of the Bolsheviks.

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This discussion and concern about the situation, Queen Alexandra. Feodorovna would not have attended, but her eyes were still clouded with a look of worry from time to time.

She was a princess of the Duchy of Hesse-Darmstadt, and at that time his name was Alice. Victoria. Helen. Louise. At the moment, as a mother, she is knitting a stocking for her youngest son, Crown Prince Alexey. Although it seems a little early to make such arrangements this month.

But it seems that in the dark, there is a force that urges her to work hard, desperately and quickly to complete this work.

While the other sisters and brother Alexei listened to the story, Nicholas II's youngest daughter, who was only 16 years old and less than 17 years old, the sensitive Anastasia watched her mother's flying hands, but unconsciously shed tears.

She didn't know what would happen to them, and yesterday she was free to send a telegram to Shanghai, but today they were in prison in Yekadelinburg.

Here every morning at 8 a.m., they have to get up, get dressed, and be inspected and roll called. If it's good luck, there may be black coffee and stale bread early.

Then, they waited until 2 p.m. to get their meal, sometimes even later. There was a female cook and waitress here, but there was nothing to cook and the food was brought from a collective canteen in the Soviets.

Sometimes, in the afternoon, her father would lead her and her sisters along the courtyard wall. From there they could see red flags flying on the roof of the prison where they were imprisoned, and machine guns were set up around the cross of the dome of the Cathedral of the Ascension, which was very close to them.

At that time, listening to the voices of life and freedom around the prison can also make people feel a certain hope for life.

Anastasia's eyes glanced out the window, and the sky was gloomy as if it was going to rain. It was the same as her mood, filled with heavy and gloomy clouds.

Thinking of the telegram she had sent at the last moment when she was still free, she didn't know if the darker-skinned sister with the brown-red hair had seen it, and that was almost the only thing she could think about now.

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