Chapter 112: A Few Loser
At night, the small villages on the outskirts of Moscow are quiet, and the moonlight is quiet and peaceful, sprinkled like a waterfall on the dilapidated buildings.
There were a few small cabins, and the lights could be faintly seen flickering, but the candle flames seemed to be extinguished in the next second.
Inside, several bearded men sat opposite each other around the candle flame.
One of the brawny men snorted.
"Mendeleev, is the person you are contacting reliable?"
Although Mendeleev looks like a strong man, his face is very gentle, and although he is a little worried, he is still full of confidence.
"Reliable, this is the most reliable person I have verified in many ways!"
"They are willing to provide us with a batch of weapons and medicines!"
Several people were a little puzzled: "Mendeleev, you won't be deceived, right?" We're just grasshoppers after the autumn now, and if they give us weapons, aren't we afraid of fighting? ”
While talking.
The door was pushed open.
"Haha, who said you are grasshoppers after autumn?"
The slightly muffled laughter made several people vigilant.
"Who? Who? ”
I saw that a man who was not particularly tall, that is, less than 1.8 meters, wearing a red-haired traditional costume and putting his hands in his sleeves, appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
The moonlight outside the door reflects how holy people are!
Several people saw the faces of the people who came, and said in surprise: "Mendeleev, are you contacting the Huaxia people?" ”
Chinese people!
Mendeleev was also surprised and shook his head: "I don't know which country it is, but those who can support us are good people!" ”
"Hello, what did you mean when you said we weren't grasshoppers after autumn?"
"Could it be that we still have room to turn the tables now?"
The man laughed, and sat down by the candle flame very naturally.
Seeing that there were a few flatbreads baked on it, he was not polite, and pulled off a piece at random.
"Yes!"
"It seems to me that you are not only grasshoppers after autumn, but also the newborn sun, and always make people feel hopeless before the dawn comes, but as long as you survive the saddest moments, who says you can't shine in the sky?"
Well?
The man Shi Shiran said.
With a smile on his face, he is so confident.
Mendeleev sounded very reasonable.
I just wanted to get excited, but when I thought about the current situation, I lowered my head again.
"Let's talk about something practical, you promised to support us with 30 guns and 500 rounds of ammunition, is this reliable?"
Now they can't think about the long term, what the sun is shining on the earth, they don't want to care.
They just want to live.
Live well.
And then revenge!
For more than a year, they have not had a very good time, although at the beginning they launched a huge campaign in full swing.
It was quite beautiful, but later, the tsar shrank his forces and suppressed it with all his might!
Their fate has reached an important fork in the road.
Now their first priority is to survive.
Xu Xunlei had a smile on his face: "Of course it counts, but I think it's a little less, if you can have greater ability, I can provide more." ”
More?
Mendeleev's heart jumped: "How much more?" What do you want from us? ”
Xu Xunlei chewed the flatbread and smiled: "What bad thoughts can I have?" More of course more? It's so much that you can't imagine. ”
"And all we want is a neighbor who can keep to themselves and stay together!"
Mendeleev looked at Xu Xunlei in surprise.
"Who the hell are you?"
Xu Xunlei looked at Mendeleev who looked like a frightened little white rabbit, and laughed: "Who am I?" Can't you guess with your cleverness? ”
"I and the people behind me are very sympathetic to your plight, you are nothing more than freedom fighters fighting for your own little interests, but now you are ruthlessly suppressed by the Tsar, so that you live a precarious life!"
"The people behind me are very sympathetic to you, that's why I'm here!"
Xu Xunlei looked at the person in front of him and smiled happily.
He didn't believe that these people really couldn't guess who he was.
It's no secret, though.
There is also no need to keep it secret.
Of course, Mendeleev had already guessed, he was not a brainless person, but he had to give an explanation to his subordinates.
"And what do you want?"
stared at Xu Xunlei and asked about it again.
Xu Xunlei reiterated again: "We just want a good neighbor!" ”
"We believe in peace! The people behind me think that if you are in charge, you will be a good neighbor! ”
Mendeleev's heart pounded.
Of course he thought about it, otherwise why he had instigated the uprising in the first place
But, I don't want to talk about this thing.
And it's too far away.
"Can we?"
His lips trembled, and Mendeleev's face flushed.
The rest of the people listened to the two of them playing dumb riddles and looked at each other.
However, the hand that touched the pistol with only a few bullets left on his waist quietly put it down.
They knew that this man was no longer an enemy.
Xu Xunlei nodded: Yes, of course.
"I'm sure you can! Because you represent the majority! ”
Mendeleev's heart moved.
Indeed, they represent the majority, but then there is frustration.
"But last July, when we revolted, we failed! The defeat is complete! ”
"In the face of the Tsar, who has an army of millions, we are like children, and we have no power to fight back!"
"Those ideals that seem ethereal are vulnerable in the face of power!"
Mendeleev's heart hurts.
Thinking of those brothers who were born and died with him before, when they died tragically at the hands of the Tsar Eagle Dog, even his family was affected, and when he was implicated, his heart was like a knife.
Xu Xunlei heard the unconfidence in Mendeleev's tone.
A word of comfort.
"That's just your wrong route, how could you have beaten those GIs in the city?"
"Trying to achieve the goal through one or two uprisings, marches, is a joke!"
"If I were you, I would move away from a big city like Moscow, move to a small town, contact every village, contact every people oppressed by slave owners, screw everyone's forces together, and then seek something else!"
Mendeleev's brain exploded with thunder.
It was as if it had been split by lightning.
Crazy brains!
Over the past year, he has been wondering what he was doing wrong.
Now he figured it out.
It wasn't until Xu Xunlei's words that he figured it out.
He was wrong, completely wrong.
He was wrong from the start.
Thirty thousand serfs, and workers, as well as those who had lost their land, were gathered in an attempt to negotiate with the Tsar through one or two riots.
But, what do you get?
It's repression!
More than 30,000 people eventually escaped from the vortex and lived a life of exile and wanted.
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