"What! What did you say? Lakh? That's 100,000 people! My Virgin Mary! ”

Sure enough, Yarezhkin's first reaction confirmed Ablin's initial judgment. The Cossack leader, who was still "grinding and spinning", slipped on the soles of his feet in an instant, almost fell on his heels, and looked at Ablin with a look of horror. That kind of horror is definitely not an expression that can be pieced together in an instant, but a visceral fear.

"Yes, Allah willing! The 500 commander we thought was actually a field marshal! Along the way, I also saw many heralds shuttling back and forth on the post road by the lake, and at a glance I knew that the barracks of the Bogda soldiers were scattered all over the place, and it was absolutely impossible to have only the one we knew! ”

Ablin judged that Yarezhkin did not seem to be a trick, but his heart relaxed, and he used basic facts to further stimulate Yaryzhkin, who was simple-minded.

"Oh...... It's a miracle that we didn't die. Heavenly Father willing! Yaryzhkin reverently stopped, crossed his chest with three fingers, prayed silently, and secretly rejoiced in his heart that he had finally stood in the right camp just now, and that it seemed absolutely necessary and timely to beat Ivanov in a beating!

"Yaryzhkin, then what did you say to Ivanov, the stupid donkey?" Ablin was ready to find out.

"I ......"

The Cossack was just about to blurt out when suddenly a flash of inspiration came to his mind, so he smiled hypocritically, continued to circle two paces in front of Ablin, and said quietly:

"It doesn't matter what I say, hehe. But my friend. Do you think Ivanov's words are feasible? ”

"Well...... this"

Ablin was asked rhetorically, and he couldn't make up his mind how to deal with it in a hurry.

So the two envoys of the Tsar's envoys to the advance mission circled each other and looked at each other in a circle—Ablin always circled back and forth on the side of the door, and Yarezhkin always clenched his fists and prepared to attack...... All this seems to be two companions hesitating and meditating on a difficult matter, but in fact, they are testing each other, waiting for the other to speak first.

Suddenly, or "finally". The door was pushed open from the outside. This little episode caught the two people in the room off guard. Or maybe it's been a long time coming.

"Two guests, the general has an order: the envoys of the Rakshasa Kingdom have not seen each other for many days, and today the three of you can meet here and reminisce about the past! Your Excellency Ivanov, please! ”

Talking. It was Shuwen who had introduced Ablin into the house. In the sun, he appeared in the light like an "angel". Then he turned to one side. While the two people in the room were trying to adjust the focus of their eyes. Two soldiers appeared behind Shuwen, and a half-dead, staggering figure walked in.

"Ouch...... Don't even go in...... Oyo ...... I'd like to meet your supervisor occasionally! ”

The man who was caught in drooped his head, but he was struggling in Russian.

"Ivanov?" Ablin shouted first.

Not bad. Exactly the hapless stupid donkey Fyodor? Ivanov. There is a plaster on his neck, which is also the only place in his body that can be regarded as "healed", with a pair of "panda black corn eyes", the blood at the corner of his mouth has not been wiped quickly, and he came back crying "woo". Although he shouted in Russian, his speech was already very indistinct. This is because several of his front teeth are gone.

"Envoy Ablin, the general said that your entourage is nothing more than a flesh wound, plus the loss of three front teeth, it is not a big problem, and it will be restored to normal in a few days. However, once he is back to normal, it will not be good for your own people to fight with each other again, and it will be as if we have neglected the guests. Shu Wen said with a smile.

"Oh, thank you, great general......" Ablin seized the opportunity, hurriedly stepped forward and helped the unlucky Ivanov, and deliberately fiddled with his blue and purple cheeks, and said while squeezing hard:

"Ivanov, how did you become like this?"

"Whew-it hurts to death! Whew—" Ivanov howled wolf.

Ablin was convinced that his injuries were not a cover-up.

"Mr. Envoy, the general also said that you should discuss a solution in the next few days, whether the three of them have the same opinion, it is easy to deal with different opinions, which opinion is more preponderant, and the rest is a burden...... Don't delay any longer, the time, the place, the people, you don't have any of them. Otherwise, in a few days it will be different from today. You two, stay behind and take care of it! ”

"Huh!"

After Shuwen finished speaking meaningfully in Mongolian, he paused to look at Ablin for a moment, and then gave orders to the two soldiers, and then went out alone, and closed the door again from the outside.

So, the two Qing soldiers stood solemnly with their backs against the door, but suddenly let go of their left hand, which had been holding the saber, and hugged their two arms together in front of their chests.

How shrewd was Ablin as a businessman who traveled from south to north? So I instantly understood what it meant to "agree", "disagree", and "cumbersome......

"Ivanov, you still dare to come back!"

As soon as the Chinese on the side Yaryzhkin went out, he showed his fierce face, waving his fist and pressing the half-dead Ivanov step by step.

"Yarezhkin, stop fighting! I...... Can't I listen to you? Surrender to the Emperor Bogda...... Stop it...... Stop it! ”

Ivanov, who was frightened, subconsciously leaned against the wall and retreated, as if he was dizzy just now, and did not notice that Ablin was also in the house.

"Yaryzhkin, you wait."

Ablin hurriedly reassured that there seemed to be no minority at the moment, and it would be better if there was a consensus of opinion.

"Who? Who's here? Is it Aberin? Ivanov struggled to keep his only eye open, hanging slanted to the speaker.

"Yes, it's me, Shaitkul? Ablin! ”

Ablin already made a clear judgment - just now it must have been Yaryzhkin who was about to surrender, and Ivanov was beaten up because he didn't comply.

"Ablin! It's really you! ”

As if seeing a savior, Ivanov limped on one leg and threw himself at Ablin. Ablin writhed in disgust, causing the once high-spirited, unbelievable noble lord to fall to the ground.

"Ouch...... Ay...... Ablin, hurry! Stop your deputy, this Cossack traitor who betrays his lord! Yaryzhkin wants to betray our supreme Tsar! What's the matter? I command you to remove him from all official positions at once! And, and on behalf of the Tsar, the great Aleszek autocracy, we condemn him...... Oh...... No! Judge him! ”

Ivanov, who had just succumbed to violence and made a concession, was lying on the ground in severe pain, trying to raise his head to seek help from Ablin, and his speech became very clear, and he once again expressed his "strong will" to be loyal to Moscow.

"Ablin, you've figured it out!"

Yaryzhkin did not move for the time being, but looked at Ablin vigilantly.

"Yaryzhkin, I've figured it out."

Ablin said, nodding at Yaryzhkin, then squatting down, staring at Ivanov and saying:

"We can't surrender, can we?"

"Yes, ouch...... We will not surrender! Faithful Ablin, His Majesty the Tsar did not misread you! When I go back, I will explain your merits to ......the Tsar," Ivanov groaned, reiterating his attitude.

"Thank you! Noble lord! Ablin suddenly stood up and stared at one of the soldiers at the door, or more precisely at the saber at his waist.

"Uhhh

The soldier who was being watched no longer stood by, but used his left thumb to push the saber out of its scabbard, revealing a cold light that was like a light in the somewhat dimly lit room, clearly marking the position of the hilt. Then he folded his arms around his chest again. The other soldier vigilantly tightened his left hand in the scabbard and hid it.

Ablin didn't hesitate any longer, and one of them rushed forward, reaching out and grabbing the goose feather knife that was already out of the sheath! It's strange to say, but the two Qing soldiers have been unresponsive!

"Boom-" was the sound of a sharp blade coming out of its sheath.

"Poof-" This is the movement of the blade cutting the flesh immediately afterward.

"Woo-" It was a chicken-like wail, but it didn't produce any kind of sound, only from the broken throat and vocal cords.

In an instant, the crashing sound of human bodies tumbling and the dull sound of blades slaughtering, although they could not penetrate the roof, were just as creepy. Soon, the courtyard fell into an even more terrifying silence, as if nothing had happened.

(Chapter to be continued)

"A limerick poem? Hidden Head

Reading literature and reading history is only a long breath

I was saying that there was an opportunity back then

The layout is a long-cherished wish

It's hard to come and go

Get up and spend a hundred years

Point out the suffering and diseases of the world

The edge of the town was razed to the sea

Wen'an Wuding happy teardrops (to be continued......)