“votre altesse (French: Your Highness)?”

Alessandrov was stunned for a while, but a French word popped out of his throat, which made Zhao Xin frown when he heard it.

Can you speak well?

Zhao Xin knew that French was the social language of the entire European upper class in this era, but the problem was that he had never learned it at all.

"Earl, right? Please sit down." There was only one seat opposite Zhao Xin, so the other officers could only stand.

After Alessandrov sat down with a little hesitation, Zhao Xin said lightly: "Now, let's talk about the specific issues of surrender."

"Please wait a moment." At this time, Lieutenant Aishin, who was standing beside him, spoke. He walked behind Alessandrov, lowered his head and whispered a few times.

After hearing this, Alessandrov looked dazed and asked tentatively: "Are you the descendant of the Ming royal family who fought with the Qing emperor for several years?"

"Does this have anything to do with your surrender to me?"

"Oh, no, your highness, this certainly matters." After Esin said that, he whispered to Alessandrov, "Commander, can you allow me to say a few words?"

"Of course. Please tell me, my lieutenant."

At this time, Ai Xin said to Zhao Xin: "Your Highness, we sent a messenger to you more than two months ago. I wonder if you received it?"

"What letter? Who gave it?" Zhao Xin began to pretend to be stupid.

"It's my two men, both of them, both of Buryats, Aimozgen and Batelsan."

Zhao Xin shook his head slightly: "I haven't heard of it."

"Maybe they are lost." Ai Xin's face showed a playful expression, and he continued to look at Zhao Xin: "In the letter, we governor of Irkutsk, Earl Ivan Yakbi, expressed his appreciation and support for your resistance to the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty. He hopes to unite with you and divide this vast land together."

"Oh?" Zhao Xinyu asked sarcastically: "This place has been the territory of Chinese dynasties hundreds of years ago. Why should I divide it with your governor?"

"No, Your Highness." Alessandrov said at this time: "This territory was the land of our Russian Empire before. We sent troops to help the Ming Dynasty, but unfortunately defeated in the end. This territory was also taken away by the Qing emperor. Now it is time to return to our country's arms."

"Hahahahaha!" Zhao Xin was so angry that he could reach this point.

He stood up slowly, and the smile on his face had not subsided. He suddenly pulled out his pistol from his waist with his right hand, raised it and shot Ai Xin's forehead.

"Bang!"

As the violent gunfire sounded, blood shot out. Alessandrov, who was splashed with blood, was so scared that he leaned back and turned over and fell to the ground.

Several Russian regiment commanders did not expect Zhao Xin to be so irritable. He looked at the blood all over the ground and said to himself, "Which is the fucking His Highness? The devil is almost the same!"

In their opinion, the nobles were all polite when talking, and even if they wanted to kill someone, it was a wink. How could they kill someone by themselves?

An officer was about to step forward and help Alessandrov up, but he saw that all the guards around him raised their guns, and a guard behind his highness was even more exaggerated and pulled out a knife from his back; it seemed that as long as the highness gave his order, his people would immediately fall to the ground.

"Who are these people?" Blue veins appeared on the officer's forehead, and beads of sweat as big as beans slowly flowed down his cheeks.

Bogaevsky hurriedly stopped his colleagues and shouted: "Don't move!"

"What!" Zhao Xin closed the insurance, put the gun back into the holster, and looked at the Russian Tsarist officers coldly and said, "You are worthy of telling me the conditions?"

After saying that, he turned to a guard and said, "Notify the artillery positions of the Third Company and open fire on the Tsarist Russian fleet!"

In less than a minute, the Russian officer present heard the rumbling bombing sounds outside the city again. Bogaevsky was nervous and sweating, and begged loudly: "Your Highness, please stop the shelling, and swear in the name of God, we have no other intentions!"

"Being a prisoner, you must be aware of being a prisoner!" Zhao Xin put his hands behind his back, and waited for Alessandrov to get up from the ground, and then said in a deep voice: "Now, I order you to hand over your sword and surrender unconditionally to our army!"

Two days later, when the fleet led by Wu Siyu was moored at the dock outside the east gate of Aihui Old City, Zhao Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief and finally arrived.

Wu Siyu took Hu Ji down the springboard and saw Zhao Xin waiting for them, so he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Zhao Xin hurriedly replied to the gift and asked Wu Siyu and the other two, "Are you tired?"

Wu Siyu looked tired, but he saw that Zhao Xin's eyes were covered with blood, so he said, "It's still possible. By the way, where are the prisoners?"

Zhao Xin looked back and pointed to the old city of Aihui and said, "It's all in it."

Since the Russian army surrendered with their swords, Zhao Xin has locked them all into the old city of Aihui. Fortunately, there were three gates in the old city. He asked four companies to guard the three gates in the west, south and east respectively, and arranged two companies to patrol and guard outside the city. The dozens of Hezhe people led by Saha were not idle.

The team of 600 people has to look at the prisoners, arrange defenses against Heilongjiang City to the south, and also pay attention to the Tsarist Russian fleet north of the mouth of the Jieya River. Everyone has been very nervous these two days and is exhausted.

Zhao Xin was not polite to those Russian prisoners of Tsarist Russia. Not only did the prisoners' food be cut in half, but anyone who dared to cause trouble would take them to the river bank to be shot. Fortunately, it is June now and the weather is not cold. Russian prisoners lit bonfires at night, and there is nothing else except for more mosquitoes.

In order to reassure these prisoners, he ordered medical staff to enter the city to treat the seriously injured. According to later generations, even if they were shot tomorrow, the prisoners would have to be allowed to live well today.

When the Russian Tsarist officers saw that the Northern Navy actually sent doctors to treat their injuries, they gradually felt relieved. Those who tried to make trouble were also stopped by the officers and non-commissioned officers.

After hearing this, Wu Siyu said to Zhao Xin: "I understand. After the troops get off the ship, I will arrange for Hu Ji's troops to change defenses. Why don't you go to bed for a while?"

赵新摇头道:“那有时间啊.你们来了,有些事我才能安排,要不根本腾不出人手.”

After saying that, he called Chen Jishan and asked him to take Wu Siyu to deal with the camping matters after the troops were disembarked. Then, Zhao Xin asked someone to invite Sahalian over.

"Old man surnamed Chang, are you tired?" Zhao Xin asked Liu Sheng's father-in-law to sit down very affectionately and brew another cup of tea for him.

"Hehe, you're not tired at all. Sir, if you have anything to do, please give me instructions." Sahalian admired Zhao Xin now and was promising. Six hundred people beat more than 10,000 people, but he actually won a great victory and captured thousands of prisoners. This descendant of the former Ming Dynasty was really amazing!

But what made him sigh the most was that Zhao Xin was always very polite to them, the border people, and never put on an air of superiority just because he was a Han Chinese.

Zhao Xin took a sip of tea and then said, "There is such a thing. Although the Qing army in Heilongjiang City ran away, we don't know how many people there are there. We didn't have enough staff before, so I didn't arrange for anyone to go. Now I want to trouble your subordinates..."

When Sahalian heard this, he quickly stood up and said, "Sir, please tell me, I will take someone to do it myself!"

Zhao Xin signaled the other party to sit down, and then said, "I asked Ukampbe and a platoon to go with you. Two things are: the first is to let them know that the Northern Hai army is not a robber, let them open the city gate and live a peaceful life. If there are patients in the city, our medical team can also help them treat the disease; the second is to find out how many people there are in the city and when will the Qing army come back."

Sahalian said: "Sir, don't worry, I will do this! I'll take someone over now!"

Zhao Xin said: "No hurry, the old surname is Chang. You have been tired for several days. Let's take a break first and leave at noon. I'll ask someone to prepare the horse for you."

Saha is even over fifty years old. In this era when he can be called "I" after 40 years old, he will be exhausted after all, and Zhao Xin can't explain to Liu Sheng and Wu Xiha.

Not to mention how the Northern Navy prepares, the Heilongjiang City to the south has been so worried about the past few days.

The Deputy Chief of the State Councilor took his men to Melgen City overnight. I heard that he was going to ask for help; but even if he went to ask for help, he would not take all the armored soldiers away, right?

At present, in addition to the seriously injured wounded people, there are only more than 2,000 border people from the surrounding villages and prisoners exiled to this place. If someone really attacks the city, he will not be able to defend it at all.

In addition to the lack of soldiers, the biggest trouble in Heilongjiang City is that there is not enough food to eat. It is now May and June, and the new grain is not yet mature. Last year, there was not much grain reserved, and it was even slower to fall when the war was fought. When Eledemubu retreated, he took away a part of it. The rice storage warehouse and barn in the outer city were empty. Everyone is now relying on the spot in the Big Buddha Temple in the southwest corner of the outer city to store grain. The porridge can see the figure.

After noon, several border residents guarding the north gate of Heilongjiang Outer City saw dozens of fast horses coming not far away. When the group approached, they realized that the other party was not a military officer.

"It's broken! That band of rebels are here!"

"What should I do?"

Zamusu, who was guarding here with several Daurs, leaned on a spear, squinted his eyes and looked for a while, and suddenly said, "Wait first, I don't think they are here to attack the city."

Sure enough, after a while, Zamusu and others who were huddling behind the city wall heard someone shouting outside the wall: "Are you breathless? I am the eldest son of Hezhesa's surname, and my name is Sahalian!"

"Is it Hezhe?" Several Daurs looked at each other, and in the end, the oldest Zamusu poked his head out. He saw that the person riding on the horse outside the wall was indeed dressed in Hezhe.

"My name is Zamusu, a Daur native. Where is your surname Sa? I have never heard of it."

Sahalian looked up at the gray-haired head on the wall and smiled: "Brother, our village is next to the Trinshiji. Do you know the Yongning Monument?"

"Ah, I've heard Ama talk before." Zamusu's eyes lit up. No fishermen on Heilongjiang didn't know the Yongning Monument. In their hearts, they were already two divine objects.

"I am a fisherman from Rafkay. Rakshasa is here, I came here to report the news. But who would have thought...ah~~"

"Old brother, whether it is Hezhe or Daur on the Heilongjiang River, we all make a living in the same river. We are all in the boat right away!"

Zamusu's eyes heated up when he heard this, and tears almost fell. He choked and asked, "How dare you run over with just such a few people? The guns and cannons of Rakshasa are so powerful, and many officers and soldiers died."

"Hahaha, old brother, you don't know this. Rakshasa was defeated by us. There are thousands of Rakshasa locked up in the old city in the north!"

"What?!" Zamusu was stunned.

"Don't believe it?" Sahalian smiled and said, "Why don't you go with me, brother, and I'll take you to see it."

"Hey, wait first, let's discuss it."

"I'll wait. Tell the people in the city that I, Sahalian, swears to the sky, that Rakshasa was defeated by us. If there is a lie, I will be struck by thunder, and I will not die well!"

Zamusu had already believed it after hearing Sahalian's so heavy oath, so he hurriedly asked someone to go to the Big Buddha Temple to call a few heads over.

......

In the temporary command of the North Navy, Zhao Xin couldn't sleep even if he wanted to drink too much strong tea. He tossed and turned the cakes on the bed, and simply got up again, smeared and changed the plan in front of the desk, planning the subsequent arrangements.

The curtain of the tent door sounded, and Wu Siyu walked in at this time. Seeing Zhao Xin still writing something, he said, "Why don't you sleep?"

"There are too many things to sleep. Are you done with changing your defense?"

"Well, the medical team and the cadre team are setting up tents. By the way, what are you going to do next?"

Zhao Xin put down his pen, rubbed his forehead and said, "Continue to fight, it's not over until Lake Baikal!"

"I'm really ambitious!" Wu Siyu smiled and said, "It's such a big deal to recover the old place. I have to follow me if I say anything this time."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You and me, plus Liu and Wang Yuanfang, good guy, the four kings of the North Navy are all coming out, which is really worthy of face!" Zhao Xin smiled and changed his tone and joked: "Why are you in a hurry for a few months after you have been away?"

Wu Siyu said: "You are so embarrassed to say to me? What should I do if you have a marriage with Miss Chen? Boss Shen complained to me before leaving."

Zhao Xinyi waved his hand and said, "He is not complaining, he is anxious to be a royal relative."

Zhao Xin can say this himself, but others can't mention it, so Wu Siyu thought about it and changed the topic and said, "By the way, let me tell you something interesting. Before I set off, I heard Lao Chen say that Father Ma had a fumbling mouth recently, but the old monk Chengche did something amazing."

"Oh?" Zhao Xinxin said that what happened to these two people again? He lit a cigarette and asked with great interest: "Tell me?"

It is said that since the North Navy went north and the news of Rakshasa invasion spread in Beihai Town, Father Makalius's situation in Beihai Town suddenly became embarrassing. Nothing else, because everyone knew that he was a Rakshasa.
To be continued...