"Fortunately, we are far enough away from the Ming Empire!"

George. Staunton said with a shrug.

"This is not the time of the Mongol Empire, when nomadism could whip the West from the East."

Vassili. Lavrov frowned when he heard this: "Haven't you heard that the Ming Emperor has incorporated the Mongols, if the Mongols are grazing and running west with musket fire." ”

George. Staunton couldn't help frowning when he heard this, but he was thinking about it in his heart

Anyway, the Mongols equipped with Ming-style equipment came, and the first unlucky ones were your group of Slavic barbarians in Eastern Europe, as for Britain.

Even if the entire European continent falls.

The Mongols can't get by, right?

Could the Mongols still have a navy?

Come to think of it, George. Staunton glanced at Vasily sympathetically. Lavrov said: "But we don't have to worry too much, because the Qing Empire has not yet perished!" ”

Vassili. Lavrov glanced at George. Staunton: "You're talking about Lebao, the governor of the Western Regions Province of the Qing Empire, he does have tens of thousands of troops on hand and controls hundreds of thousands of people, but can he resist the westward advance of the Ming Empire?" ”

The emperors of the Qing Empire were all pulled out for public trial.

What else can Lebao do?

It's not certain how long his position as governor of the Western Regions Province can last.

"The governor of the Western Regions Province of the Qing Empire naturally cannot threaten the rule of the Ming Empire, but if he uses it for bad things, I am afraid it will be more than enough, such as competing with the Ming Empire's expedition to the west to compete for the population of the Manchu and Mongolian tribes!"

George. Staunton said.

Vassili. Lavrov nodded knowingly.

If you want to make it bad, it has to come from Britain.

Born to stir!

"In fact, the Moscow side has realized the powerful threat of the Ming Empire, and the first firing corps will arrive in Irkutsk this summer!"

Vassili. Lavrov said.

George. Staunton's eyes lit up

"The Russian Empire wants to preemptively start a war against the Ming Empire?"

Vasily squinted at the suffocated Briton and said, "We are only here to ensure the security of the eastern territories of the empire. ”

But I began to complain in my heart.

War with the Ming Empire?

If the Britons had not mobilized more than 100,000 troops to participate, the Russian Empire would not have been able to fight to the death with the Ming Empire for the sake of the muddy pit in Siberia.

George. Staunton felt regretful in his heart.

For Britons.

What they want most is for the Ming Empire to look north and west, sparing their Australian colonies, and preferably not interested in North America

But now it looks.

The Russians are well aware that the value of Siberia cannot be compared with the North American colonies in any way.

They probably won't fight hard for Eastern Siberia, and even if the Ming Dynasty is softer, they can even spend money to buy Eastern Siberia from Russia - if the Russian Empire's top brass realizes that they can't defeat the Ming Empire in the East.

Then the top of the Russian Empire was so smart.

Or rather

Her Majesty the Empress, is she qualified to show weakness?

Wars, sometimes most likely, are fought when neither side wants to fight.

George. Staunton will be very concerned about the Russian move to increase the number of troops in Irkutsk. Expectant.

When you have a hammer, you want to smash everything.

When you have enough troops.

Will there be a risk of taking a risk?

Isn't the character of the Slavs always so simple and rude?

George. Staunton thought.

If China and Russia can fight for decades for that rotten land in Siberia, they will finally become a pair of mortal enemies!

Then the Britannica's-stirring skills will have plenty of room to play.

But will China and Russia fight for decades or centuries?

The distance between the core territories of the two sides is so far away, and it sounds very unreliable to cross thousands of miles desperately.

There is this energy.

Chinese can go south in search of warm, farmable land.

The Russians could also go south to find trouble with the Ottoman Turks and take all the land on the Black Sea coast.

George. Staunton really couldn't think of a reason why China and Russia would fight for Siberia.

And what is really terrible is if the three land powers of the old continent, China, France, and Russia, solve their own problems and divide their territory.

Britain on the edge of the continent is in danger!

Until then.

What are the Britons going to do?

Perhaps moving the capital to the North American continent would be a good idea, but how could the arrogant Britons agree that their king should move the capital to North America?

I'm afraid that George III will have to be as confused as Louis XVI before he sets off.

"In any case, let's wait for the Ming Emperor to summon you first!" George. Staunton said helplessly.

The Ming Emperor was too arrogant.

What "Ming exceptional" unequal diplomatic status.

What "European countries cannot be equal to the Ming Dynasty, because the Ming Dynasty symbolizes the Chinese civilization at the same level as the Europa civilization." ”

Domineering remarks such as "what is the Ming Dynasty is a civilized country, not a Europa nation-state" made European diplomats in the East have to pinch their noses and endure it.

First of all, although they are nominally diplomats, they do not have the same immunities as Europa diplomats.

They also do not have the authority of the diplomatic church.

If they want to see the Ming Emperor, they can only wait for the Ming Emperor's reception.

George. Staunton's voice just fell.

I heard dense footsteps coming from the direction of Zhengyangmen.

Trample! Trample! Trample!

Neat footsteps tread the streets.

At the forefront were the officers and men of the First Brigade of the Ming Army.

They wore red uniforms and carried muskets with bright bayonets, and the other carried various military flags.

They are all the flags of the Eight Banners.

And so he was dragged to the ground.

The dense military flags meant the number of formed Eight Banners soldiers who were wiped out by the Ming Army.

The discussion on both sides of the street stopped all of a sudden, and the people on both sides of the street stretched their necks to look at the Ming Tiger, and the murderous First Brigade of the Ming Army walked with neat steps, as neat as knives and axes, and there was only the sound of footsteps in the silence.

The momentum shown in this calm came to the face, and people unconsciously did not dare to speak loudly.

Vassili. Lavrov is also observing this army.

Both of them had quite solemn faces.

No doubt.

It's an army that's too elite to talk about.

It's not just their pace, their formations, their weapons.

More importantly, the arrogance on the faces of the soldiers of this army.

They held their heads high, and they looked invincible.

They all believe that they are the heavenly soldiers of the great tomorrow, and they are invincible all over the world!

The pride on their faces was so dazzling.

In fact, every soldier of the First Brigade of the Ming Army is something to be proud of.

Because each of them has at least the title of Lord after retirement.

They followed the Great Son of Heaven from Batam Island in the South Seas all the way north to the Tiger Ben in the northern capital.

It is the first brigade of the Ming Army, and it is the sharpest knife in the hands of the great emperor.

No matter what the enemy is, they are vulnerable to their attacks.

This kind of "I am invincible" momentum.

That's what makes George. Staunton and Vasily. Lavrov was shocked, they were very sure that Britain or Tsarist Russia might also have one or two elites.

But there really isn't such momentum as the army in front of you.

After the soldiers of the 1st Brigade dragged the enemy's flag through Zhengyangmen Street.

This military parade of the Ming Army into the northern capital has just begun.

This was followed by several dragoon brigades.

The Ming dragoons on their horses carried muskets on their backs and skillfully controlled their horses to walk by.

And then there are the artillery pieces of all kinds.

The muzzles of the black holes pointed obliquely at the sky, and these artillery that had experienced the war could feel the murderous aura just by quietly passing through the streets.

The climax was the appearance of the cuirassier brigade of the Ming Guards Regiment.

When the well-dressed and shiny cuirassiers rode slowly on tall horses like heavenly horses in the eyes of the people of the northern capital.

Everyone's breathing stopped.

Vassili. Lavrov stared at this army with luxurious equipment and elite training level, and he didn't dare to come out.

If the Ming Emperor sent this cavalry corps to fight against Russia

Can Russia have an army to confront it?

It's in Vasily. Lavrov thought when.

The earth-shattering sound of hooray interrupted his thoughts.

I saw three four-wheeled carriages in the front, middle and back slowly coming under the traction of the horses, and the carriages were hung with the Ming Sun and Moon Flag and the red-bottomed dragon flag symbolizing the Ming Emperor.

"Hooray! Banzai! Long live the Ming Dynasty! ”

The people present shouted one after another.

watched a heart-wrenching military parade, which made the pride of the people of the northern capital unprecedentedly high.

Now when he saw the Ming Emperor's car coming, he couldn't help but shout.

And at this time.

The Ming Emperor was not on any of the three carriages.

Instead, he has already arrived in the Forbidden City's Heart Cultivation Palace.

is standing on the hall and looking at the "ancestral property" that has returned to the hands of the old Zhu family.

Of course.

Strictly speaking.

Boss Zhu is a descendant of Zhu Biao, and this Forbidden City is Zhu Laosi's industry.

It doesn't have much to do with him.

But even if Zhu Laosi is alive, he has to thank Boss Zhu for regaining the ancestral property - after all, the meat is rotten in his own pot.

Didn't Zhu Laosi do the same back then?

Accompany Boss Zhu.

is still the original Wolong and Phoenix Chick of his own literature and martial arts.

are already Gu Song and Zhao Si, who are already the grandfathers of the country who are resting with the country.

Zhao Si was still dressed as a pro-soldier, with a pistol and a waist knife hanging on his waist.

"We're going to rule the world, but. This is just the beginning. ”

Zhu Daohua turned his head.

Laughed.

"Your Majesty, when we fled for our lives to Europe in a hurry, we didn't expect that there would really be such a day."

Zhao Si said with emotion.

(End of chapter)