Peggy sat in the carriage, her body shaking from time to time.

To be honest, horse-drawn carriages are really a lot slower than jeeps. But it also seems to be a little bit more comfortable!

Brauchitsch sat next to Peggy, the expression on his face similar to that of a sculpture.

Peggy can't forget the look on her face when Li Lin handed her over to her father.

That's anger after being deceived!

Peggy was a little sad because Li Lin seemed to hate her a little.

The carriage swayed and brought Peggy and Brauchitsch home!

"Watch her, and tomorrow you will go to the manor in the country." Back at home, Brauchitsch just said that, left Peggy and went straight to the office.

"What are you doing?"

"When I ran out in the middle of the night, I was worried to death."

"Haven't you been kidnapped?"

"Did those kidnappers ......!"

Brauchitsch had just left, and the old lady and Angelina were chirping like two sparrows.

Peggy didn't answer their questions, but went straight upstairs to her bedroom.

Soon, the nurse with a swollen head like a pig's head walked in.

"Miss, don't run anymore. The old man said, if you run again, you will bury me alive. ”

The nurse had been beaten so hard that she had decided to stay in Peggy's bedroom and not get out.

It was evident that Brauchitsch was furious.

If Peggy loses it again, she will really be buried alive.

"Don't worry, I won't go. No one will want it anywhere you go! Peggy couldn't forget when Li Lin pulled her out of the house.

With Peggy's understanding of Li Lin, Li Lin was really angry this time.

Don't look at Li Lin's usual giggling, but he is a stubborn lord in his bones, this time he is angry, and he will ...... in the future

In the future, I will go to the country manor tomorrow.

Maybe, we'll never see each other again in this life.

Peggy walked to the window and looked at Moscow in the winter sun.

The nurse hurried over and stood behind Peggy lifelessly.

For the sake of his life, he is still optimistic about this little aunt and grandmother.

The phone in Brauchitsch's office rang, and Brauchitsch picked it up: "Hey......!" ”

"Lord Brauchitsch, this is the Kremlin, and Her Majesty the Empress wants to summon you." A voice came from inside the phone.

"Her Majesty has returned to the Kremlin?"

Brauchitsch wondered how he had summoned himself again for a short time to summon him, could it be that there was something urgent.

"Hmmm! Just came back today, Duke Peter is also here, waiting for you to come to the meeting, you hurry. ”

"Oh! I'll be there soon. Hearing that Duke Peter was also there, Brauchitsch hastened to agree.

It is estimated that it was a matter of the mission to Prussia!

It's another tough battle!

What kind of man Bismarck was, Brauchitsch knew too well.

It was an old fox through and through, with shrewdness all over his body.

It's easier said than done to bargain with him!

But Catherine's order, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and meet the old fox.

Soon, Brauchitsch got into a carriage again and headed for the Kremlin.

On the way, Brauchitsch saw many Ming soldiers.

These people are searching what seems to be an underground smoke house!

A Russian was escorted out by a Ming soldier, who ordered the guy to kneel.

The Russians, who did not understand, were directly knocked down with a big stick.

A very young soldier of the Ming Army, estimated to be absolutely no more than eighteen years old.

He pulled the bolt of the gun and shot it at the Russian who was begging for mercy.

Bullets go in the back of the head and come out of the face.

His body fell to the ground with a "poof", and his legs and hands twitched constantly.

Blood was flowing along the road, and the Russians around them were holding their hands one by one, shrinking their heads and looking at each other, with a numb expression on their faces.

Brauchitsch leaned back in his chair helplessly!

This is still the territory of Russia, and the Ming people are killing people wantonly like this.

There was no judicial trial, and there was no restraint from anyone, just an officer of the Ming army, and if he was found guilty, he would be shot in the street.

This is a desecration of the dignity of the Russian nation and a gross violation of the power of the Russian state.

No wonder it is said that Her Majesty the Empress wants to drive the Ming army out.

Look at the Russians who are watching, one by one with numb expressions, as if the one who was shot was not a Russian.

Even Brauchitsch saw excited expressions on the faces of several people.

If this continues, Russia will be deprived of its sovereignty.

Moscow will become the world of the Ming Dynasty!

Brauchitsch was very sad, not saddened by the deaths of those people, but saddened that the judicial sovereignty of Russia was trampled under the feet of the Ming people and turned into something like mud.

The carriage led the grief-stricken Brauchitsch to the Kremlin, and as soon as he arrived at the Kremlin gate, he saw a man in the clothes of the Praetorian Guards waiting for him.

"Is it Lord Brauchitsch?" The man came over and saluted Brauchitsch.

"Hmmm! I am. Brauchitsch looked at the officer, familiar but unrecognizable, and not sure where he had seen it.

"Lord Brauchitsch, Her Majesty has arranged for you to meet at another place. Please come with me! ”

The officer said, waving his hand to the side, and a carriage came to a halt at a gallop behind the officer.

The carriage looked magnificent, with royal inlays on the doors.

"Another place?" Brauchitsch looked at the Kremlin suspiciously, and then at the Praetorian Guard officer.

"Yes! Please get on the bus. The officer graciously helped Brauchitsch open the door.

Brauchitsch had no choice but to get out of his carriage!

"Wait for me here!" Brauchitsch gave orders to his coachman and got into the carriage with the royal logo.

The Guards officer closed the carriage door and made himself across from Brauchitsch.

The coachman flicked his whip, and the carriage left the Kremlin along the road.

"Where are we going?" Looking out the window at the receding scene, Brauchitsch recognized this as the way out of town.

What are you doing out of the city, does it mean that the Kremlin is not safe anymore?

"Go to a secret place, Her Majesty the Empress and Duke Peter are waiting for you." The Guards officer repeated mechanically.

Brauchitsch had no choice, and the officers of the Guards were all like wood. It's very hard to hear something from them.

The carriage galloped along the road and soon left the city of Moscow.

More and more withered yellow grass began to appear on the roadside, and with bare branches, it gave people a feeling of infinite desolation.

Brauchitsch became a little nervous, he did not know where the carriage was going to take him.

After walking for more than an hour, just as Brauchitsch was impatient, the carriage stopped in front of a dilapidated manor.

"It's here!" With that, the officer of the guard pushed open the door of the carriage and got out of the carriage.

Brauchitsch followed him out of the carriage in confusion!

A man in a sheepskin coat came out of the manor's dilapidated porter and beckoned to Brauchitsch.

Brauchitsch's eyes were as big as a cow's egg!

"This ......! How could it be his ......! ”