Ablin held the goose feather knife that was dripping blood along the blood groove and the blade, and looked angrily at Ivanov, who was dying and struggling at the bottom, but could not make the slightest cry, like a country cook, slaughtering a huge rooster for the first time, and stubbornly waiting for the poor fowl to roll over for the last time.

Ablin, who was in charge of the first massacre, did not know where he got the courage and skill, and just now he drew the saber of the Qing soldiers that he had prepared for himself at the speed of "the thunder is too fast to hide the ears and steal the bells and jingle the bells", and raised his hand to cut the throat of the tsar's courtiers lying on the ground very accurately. With a single stab, a mist of blood shot out of Ivanov's throat, which lasted for a long time and became bubbling and overflowing, so that the last bit of it seeped out......

In fact, the Bukhara merchant didn't know that the cold light exposed Yanling knife was not specially prepared for him Abrin. Before Shu Wen made this arrangement, he just listened to Jidu's orders, saying that there would always be someone among the three to catch this knife, and there would always be someone who died. But no matter who did it, or who died, the remaining two will eventually recognize the situation and switch to the Qing Dynasty.

"Yarezhkin, do you approve of my approach?"

With the bloody blade in his hand, Ablin's gaze temporarily jumped away from the dying man on the ground, and suddenly projected onto the faces of the already stunned Cossacks on the side.

"Ahh

Although Yarezhkin was accustomed to seeing bloody rain, he still had some heart palpitations when he saw the Bukhara merchants, who were usually weak and submissive, so decisively killed. hurriedly stumbled and responded, for fear that if he was delayed a little, his neck would come all at once!

"You agree? Hehe, of course you agree! Didn't you just say that you regretted not punching him to death, so as not to cause us trouble? I finished him for you and did what you wanted, didn't I? Ablin took a small step, his eyes lit with murder.

"I regret it? I-" When Yaryzhkin heard that Ivanov's death was actually for his own unfinished revenge, he was a little wronged and did not immediately admit it.

"What are you!"

Ablin asked in a low voice. There's no need to shout at all. The deeper the voice. The more it can set off the coldness and cruelty of the person who spoke! So much so that Yalyzhkin didn't have the courage to defend the black cauldron he had just carried on his back.

"Ahh

Yarezhkin subconsciously cast a pleading glance at the two Bogda soldiers at the door, but was disappointed to find that they were only interested in the dying on the ground, and they didn't even pay attention to the blade in Ablin's hand.

"Yes! Yes, that's what I meant in the first place. Thankfully, Master Ablin, you acted decisively. It's a big problem! ”

said. Yaryzhkin stepped forward with courage and delivered the final blow to Ivanov with his right foot. After this kick, the declining Rus' aristocracy, Tsar Alexei. Mikhailovich's favorite, Fyodor. Ivanov. That's it.

The Cossack leader, in his words and deeds, showed that he was indeed a "good man who knew the times"!

Finally, after determining that Ivanov had died of exhaustion, Ablin lost his hand, and the long knife fell to the ground with a "clatter". He himself took a few steps back and sat down in his chair, panting for air.

Seeing that the knife in Ablin's hand finally landed, the Cossack also weakened and lay prone on his bed like a mess of mud.

A Qing soldier silently stepped forward to pick up his saber, rubbed the blood on Ivanov's corpse back and forth very neatly, and stabbed the tip of the knife into the scabbard in his left hand with a precise stab - "Boom", the blade into the sheath!

"Mr. Shuwen! Please come in! ”

Ablin turned around at the sound of gold and iron and shouted in Mongolian at the door.

As expected, it was Shu Wen, a Qing soldier who led the way.

"Oops! Distinguished guests, what's going on here? Shu Wen suddenly saw the corpses on the ground and the large pool of blood, looked surprised, and hurriedly asked.

"Hehe, Your Excellency, this man wants to abscond back to Moscow and report to his Tsar what is happening here! But we are the guests of the Emperor of your country, how can we do this? After a disagreement, my deputy, Mr. Yaryzhkin, and Ivanov got into a fight. I was helpless for a while, and snatched the soldier's saber to scare and scare the two of them, but I didn't expect - alas! Killed Ivanov by mistake! Ablin spoke to himself with the excuse he had just come up with five minutes earlier.

"Oh, I see! It's a pity, you're all my General's guests! Now that this is the end of the matter...... Come! Shu Wen suddenly realized, but he was no longer "surprised" as before.

"The minions are here!" The two soldiers behind him finally regained their proper alertness.

"Carry out the body of this Rakshasa man, and find someone to clean up the guest's room!"

"Huh!"

Seeing the two soldiers busy, Ablin knew that this was as he expected, and that was the end of it.

"I wonder what the two guests are planning to do now?" Shu Wen asked calmly.

"Your Excellency, we—" Ablin glanced back at Yarezhkin, and after receiving a look of affirmation, he continued:

"Now that this has come to this, we are ready to swear allegiance to Emperor Bogda!"

"Loyal to our emperor? Hehe, to put it lightly. Unexpectedly, Shu Wen didn't pay attention to this at all.

"Your Excellency, I have important military information for your general!" Yaryzhgin suddenly remembered something of value, and said anxiously.

"Oh?" Shu Wen raised his eyelids.

"Yes, I also have information to report to the general!" Ablin glanced at Yaryzhgin in disgust, not to be outdone.

"Really? Do you have important military intelligence? Do you have a relationship? Looks like you're not exactly the same thing, right? Shu Wen clearly discerned the difference.

"Your Excellency, we will all know everything, and we will say everything! Please speak for us! Ablin pleaded with ......

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Envoy of Alesek I, Fyodor. Isakovic. Baykov, with his remaining seven attachés, was making a difficult trek through the eastern mountains of the South Altai Mountains.

Two weeks earlier, the descendants of the great nobleman had left the Irtysh with his team, moving by relatively easy water to overland. Now, under the guidance of Kalmyk guides[1] and Bukhara, they have been marching in the mountain steppes for two days. The steppes dotted with mountains are dotted and dotted, but there is no water source, let alone pasture, which makes Baykov's heart beat a drum.

"Barbatov, have you walked this road before?" Baykov asked a man beside him worriedly.

"Lord Baykov, there is no problem, as a merchant of the Bukhara Khanate, I assure Allah that I have walked this path more than once! And, two days later, three days at most, we will enter the territory of the Mongols, whose town is located on the shores of a salt lake, where the salt produced is white and delicious......"

Barbatov, who spoke as a fellow of Ablin's countrymen, had also made his fortune by trading between Central Asia and China, and this time as a member of the Baykov mission, he traveled to China for the trade he had longed for.

"But why haven't you seen Aberin along the way? Could it be that he doesn't know the way? Or are you, a cunning profiteer, afraid to admit your faults? ”

Baykov impatiently interrupted Babatov's ongoing knowledge of Central Asian geography and asked a question that had been lingering for many days.

(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 tears of joy

[1] The Kalmyks belonged to the Turghut tribe of the Erat Mongols. Since 1628 he has been nomadic in the lower reaches of the Volga. When Tsarist Russia extended its influence to the Volga, the Turkuts came under Russian oppression. Russia forced the Turks to convert to Orthodox Christianity, obtained economic and trade privileges through unequal treaties, and forcibly conscripted the Turkuts, resulting in a significant reduction in the population of the Turks. Under these circumstances, in the winter of the 36th year of Qianlong, Wu Baxi led his troops to move eastward, which was Qing China, and was resettled in Xinjiang by the Qing government. Lenin is said to have been of partial Kalmyk descent. (To be continued......)