Brusilov finally focused his attention on a certain immortal, and he wondered which political faction the other party belonged to, whether it was the Cadets or the Social Revolutionaries, or the Mensheviks?

But regardless of the party's affiliation, it seems a bit of nonsense in terms of someone's age. Brusilov is a little upset, even if you send a lobbyist, you can't send a hairy child, right?

Mannerheim, of course, understood Brusilov's thoughts, and anyone who didn't know a certain immortal would probably think he was a little kid. So he hurriedly explained: "Your Excellency, please don't underestimate Mr. Andrei, although he is not very old, his understanding of politics far exceeds that of his peers...... He inspired me a lot and benefited me a lot. ”

After listening to this explanation, Brusilov's face looked much better, and he was also a little interested in a certain immortal who could inspire Mannerheim a lot, and he asked: "So, what party does this Mr. Andrei belong to?" ”

Mannerheim was embarrassed again, knowing that Brusilov was as unkind to the radical Bolsheviks as he had been, and that Brusilov did not like him to make certain compromises for the future of his homeland.

On the contrary, the old man believed that one of the main culprits in the mess with Russia was the Bolsheviks. If he directly told Li Xiaofeng's identity, I am afraid that the old man would directly drive someone out of Lu with a pistol, and maybe even drive him away.

Mannerheim nervously used his brain, trying to find a way that the old man could accept, but Li Xiaofeng, who was sitting on the other side, directly made his mental work useless.

"I belong to the Bolsheviks!" A certain immortal said with a big grin.

"What!" Brusilov jumped up from his chair, blew his beard and glared at the plane, seeing that it really meant to draw a gun and kill people.

"Don't get too excited, Your Excellency, it seems to me that you don't need to behave so hysterically at all!" Li Xiaofeng greeted Brusilov who was blowing his beard and glaring at him with a smiling face.

However, Brusilov did not answer, he glared at Mannerheim, who had led the wolf into the room, turned his head to the side angrily, and said categorically: "I have nothing to talk about with the Bolsheviks!" ”

Li Xiaofeng didn't feel embarrassed. He continued to say to himself: "Quite the opposite. I think we have a lot in common. It is necessary for us to have an open and honest conversation. ”

Li Xiaofeng's words immediately drew a retort from Brusilov, and the old man turned his head, looked directly at the other party with his resolute gaze, and roared loudly: "Damn heretic, first of all, we have nothing in common. I would never talk to someone who has no faith, let alone have any deep conversations; Secondly. The mere hearing of your voice makes me sick, and if you weren't a friend of Mannerheim, I'd have drawn my gun and shot at you by now; At the end of the day, there is a limit to my patience, and before I change my mind, get the hell out of me! ”

As soon as I saw Brusilov's sworn expression. A sympathetic look immediately appeared on Li Xiaofeng's face, this guy had some pity for the stubborn old man in front of him, and he hoped to scare him with this little trick, it was impossible!

Li Xiaofeng shook his head, leaned back, and said slowly, "Really? Before I do so, I must first correct two errors in your words, Your Excellency. For one, I'm not a damn heretic. Although we Bolsheviks have never believed that there is a savior in this world. But that doesn't mean we don't have faith. We believe in MARXISM, and we are more faithful to our faith than the most devout believers. Even if it is to give one's life for this faith! Second, just as you don't like to hear my voice, I hate your voice to the extreme. I sat here with nausea, and the thought of hundreds of thousands of Russian athletes having lost their lives to this damn old man sitting in front of me gave me the urge to hit someone! ”

The other three people in the study looked at Li Xiaofeng dumbfounded, none of them expected someone to say such a thing. One of the most surprised was Mannerheim, who had already greeted a certain immortal's maternal relatives in his heart - Nima, didn't you point at the monk and scold the bald man, deliberately adding fuel to the fire? Who doesn't know that the Dokrensky offensive is the biggest pain in Brusilov's heart?

However, without waiting for Mannerheim to interject, Li Xiaofeng continued with indignation: "The reason why you have prejudices against us Bolsheviks is nothing more than that we advocate an immediate end to this war and a conditional compromise with the Germans...... Don't you just think that our actions are equivalent to ceding land and seeking peace, and that it is a loss of power and humiliation of the country? But let me ask you! ”

Li Xiaofeng took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Not to mention that the vast majority of the people in Russia are tired of this war, they have completely lost the desire to fight to the end, and continuing the war is tantamount to standing on the opposite side of the people. And the generals under your command? Is what they are doing is all for Russia, for the defense of their homeland? ”

"Of course it is!" Brusilov blew his beard and glared and shouted, "The most noble mission of our Russian soldiers is to defend the territory of the motherland, and each of us will defend our land to the death!" ”

"Hmph, not necessarily, right?" Li Xiaofeng sneered, "Your protégés Kornilov and Denikin seem to be very different from what you say, right?" In order to achieve their ulterior purposes, they did not hesitate to abandon a large area of land! ”

Brusilov's eyes turned red and he screamed: "This is slander! ”

"Slander?" Li Xiaofeng shook his head contemptuously, Nunu mouthed, and motioned for Mannerheim next to him to speak. But Old Man was not happy to answer the question, because it was too embarrassing, and it was not until Brusilov also looked at him questioning that Mannerheim said, "Actually, actually, ......"

"Actually, what, say it quickly!" Brusilov seemed to have a premonition of something, and ordered him to finish his sentence quickly.

In fact, from mid-August, at Denikin's suggestion, Kornilov moved the troops on the front line of Riga to the rear, ready to use them against the radicals. In late August, the Germans captured Riga without firing a single shot......"

Despite his mental preparations, Brusilov was still too shocked that Riga was the gateway to Petrograd, and if Riga was lost, the Germans could point directly at Petrograd and Moscow, which would be tantamount to exposing all the weaknesses of Russia to the bayonets of the Germans. If there is any more mishap on the front line, then there is no room for maneuver at all!

"Is this really an order from Kornilov?" Brusilov asked.

"That's right," Mannerheim said with a wry smile.

Brusilov cried out in pain: "No one told me why!" ”

Alexander smiled bitterly: "How dare we tell you? ”

Brusilov was stunned, he did not want to believe the facts recounted by Mannerheim. At this point, he felt the world spin. I don't believe that the former Russian hero would do such a stupid thing.

"Bastard, damn traitor!" Brusilov went berserk in hysteria, grabbed his crutches and waved them into the sky. Mannerheim and Alexander, on the side, just stared at the old man, and did not dare to say a word of comfort, in fact, any words no longer worked, but let Brusilov vent alone, perhaps to relieve the pain in his heart a little.

Until 10 minutes later. The old man, who had been roaring incessantly, finally got tired, stopped the infinite anger on his face, hands and feet, hung down his noble head, and sat down on the sofa, and after accepting the facts, old tears flowed in front of him.

The thought of the sacred land for which he had defended all his life was so easy, so easily given to the Germans. Brusilov's heart was in sharp pain. The pain is not in the body, but in the depths of the heart. It is not only a sorrow for his failure to defend his country, but also a resentment against the traitors who betrayed the country for their own interests.

After surviving the most difficult moments, Brusilov began to cheer himself on. As the old man had for decades in the face of any hardship, he admonished himself with an increasingly firm conviction, "Don't worry, don't be discouraged." Don't despair! Be believing. Russia has always been the Russia of the Russians. The Germans will be kicked out, I'm convinced. I believe it unreservedly! ”

Li Xiaofeng is not a roundworm in Brusilov's stomach, nor does he understand the so-called mind-reading skills of wizards, but in these days in the mixed political arena, his ability to figure out people's hearts is not bad, and he can naturally guess what the arrogant old man in front of him thinks in his heart. He put away his previous hippie smile and solemnly admonished Brusilov to continue to brutally and mercilessly attack the old man's confidence, completely dismantle his psychological defenses, and make him no longer have any illusions.

"Your Excellency, it is true that you are a great patriot, and we fully understand and respect your patriotic sentiments. But with Kornilov deliberately abandoning Riga for his own selfishness, and the door was wide open on the Western front, and the Germans could launch a new offensive at any time, do you think that with today's demoralized army, it will be able to withstand the German iron hoof? And, as far as the eye can see, there is nothing but a small group of patriotic soldiers like you, a group of speculative businessmen who fear the loss of personal interests, and politicians who have borrowed large sums of money from Britain and France. In addition to these people, how many other Chinese people are willing to continue this senseless war? Therefore, we Bolsheviks believe that it is worth it only to end this war immediately, even if for the time being! ”

"Humph! Worth? ”

Li Xiaofeng stopped Brusilov's cross-examination, poured a cup of tea for the three of them, and stood up with the teacup himself, took a sip, put the teacup back on the table again, and then walked straight to the old man, and continued:

"Of course it's worth it, do you think that the last victors of this war will be the Germans? It is obvious that with the entry of the United States into the war, the defeat of the Germans is only a matter of time......"

Brusilov interrupted very unceremoniously: "Then we should fight to the end!" ”

Li Xiaofeng shook his head ruthlessly and sneered, "What benefits can you gain from fighting? How much better do you think the Confederates can live better than ours, and how much oil and water will they have left? Neither Germany, nor Austria, nor Turkey, with few colonies, do you think that the British and French would agree to our occupation of Germany, that we would be allowed to occupy Central Europe, or that we would break free from the shackles of the Bosphorus and enter the Mediterranean? Wake up, my Excellency, for the English and the French will never welcome us as their neighbours, nor will they welcome us into their sphere of power. I'm afraid that the day they win the war will be the day they join forces to restrain us! ”

Speaking of this, Li Xiaofeng suddenly waved his hand and continued: "It is conceivable that Britain and France, which have paid a high price for this war, will definitely cut meat from the German-Austrian group to make up for their losses, but German-Austrian is just a thin horse, and they can't even eat enough of that little booty, how much can they share with us?" Not to mention the Americans, don't you really think that they are messengers of peace and have no demands, right? Think about it. At that time. We have paid a huge price for this war, but the harvest is fundamentally chicken ribs, simply beyond our means, in this case, with a small price to withdraw from the war earlier, earlier to recover from the wounds, wouldn't it be more worthwhile? ”

Brusilov initially listened to Li Xiaofeng's ridiculous contempt. He just felt that the young man didn't understand anything, but later, he couldn't refute the other party's point of view, at least, all the facts he saw in front of him were indeed as Li Xiaofeng described, and he continued to fight. It doesn't seem to be much of a ......

His inherent confidence was eroded little by little as Li Xiaofeng spoke, and when it came to the end, Brusilov was a little dazed, and his heart was as helpless as a child who had lost the love of his parents. He struggled desperately, recalling Li Xiaofeng's words, searching for loopholes, trying to find a word or two to fight back, but he couldn't get his wish.

Albeit reluctantly. But in the old man's heart, he began to gradually accept the facts that were placed in front of him. The young man in front of him was quite right, continuing the war even if it was won until the day of victory. The harvest is only chicken ribs.

It's just that his unyielding personality still drives Brusilov to spit out a sentence: "These are just your personal speculations, maybe Britain and France are not as bad as you think!" ”

As soon as he heard Brusilov's words, Li Xiaofeng's heart was happy, knowing that Dao's previous exposition had had an effect, he shook his head gently, returned to his position just now, and continued to explain: "This is not speculation, but fact. And even if Britain and France are not so bad, let me ask you again, should we repay the large amount of national debt we issued to them during the war? Can that pitiful income cover these debts? ”

Brusilov was speechless for a moment, he had indeed forgotten about the astronomical debts, and if he wanted to repay those debts, I am afraid that Russia would really just smash the pot and sell iron. But he was still not convinced, "Then we can turn the debt into the Germans through the war, and they should pay reparations!" ”

Li Xiaofeng sneered: "We are not the only ones who owe debts, Britain and France owe a lot of debts to the Americans, and they are probably playing the same calculation as you." I ask you, can a small Germany afford to lose? When the time comes, an economic crisis will inevitably break out in Germany, and this crisis will immediately spread to the whole world, and then the fun will be great! ”

Polusi coward thought about it again and admitted that this possibility was very high, but now he would negotiate peace with the Germans and end the war, but that large loan still has to be repaid?

"We Bolsheviks never intended to pay back!" Li Xiaofeng suddenly smiled and said, "If we take charge of Russia, then we will not repay any imperialist criminal war loans, and the Russian people are not obliged to repay the debts of the former tsar!" ”

Brusilov's eyes widened and he looked at Li Xiaofeng in disbelief, he never thought that someone's solution to the debt problem would be to repay the debt. It's a little weird indeed!

However, he was very worried about this: "Those loans are not a small amount, and Britain, France and the United States may not give up!" ”

"Of course I won't give up!" Li Xiaofeng smiled, waved his hand absently, and asked: "But think about it, they have just experienced a protracted war in the world, they are also exhausted, and as far as I know, their domestic anti-war voices are also quite high-pitched, what do you think they can do to us in this situation?" At most, it's some painless interference, and it's not over at the end! ”

Brusilov's throat was constantly wriggling, and in his heart he resented this approach, which would undoubtedly make Russia the public enemy of all of Europe, nay, the whole world. But he had to admit that it was probably in Russia's best interest to do so, otherwise even if it was victorious, Russia would face a crisis ten times worse than it is now. And whether he can survive this crisis, he has no bottom at all.

After pondering for a long time, Brusilov asked the last question: "How will we face the blockade of the entire world?" ”

Li Xiaofeng smiled, he knew that he had basically moved Brusilov, and as for the last question, it was not a problem at all.

"There has never been an impermeable wall in this world!" "Vast Russia has innumerable resources," he said calmly, "and on the other side of the wall, the British, the French, and the Americans, as long as they are capital, are hungry for opportunities. And we just need to take advantage of their desire for opportunity, then all is not a problem! ”

Brusilov nodded: "Although I am not particularly satisfied with the answer to the last question, it is undeniable that Mr. Andrey, you have greatly shocked me, I never thought that a young man could be so philistine and insidious, you are the worst Russian youth I have ever seen, there is no one...... However, I have to reluctantly admit that your words are very reasonable and indeed inspiring. Now, I want to know, what do you want me to do when you find me, an old man? (To be continued.) )

PS: Bow and thank Comrade Haoshan * Tiancheng for the reward!