Song Yang stood in the wind and snow outside the city of Gullah with his brocade box in hand, like a lifeless sculpture. The phoenix-wing official hat on his head and the long cloak on his body to keep out the cold were already covered with crystal snowflakes.
Even so, Song Yang still looked calm and did not show any signs of discomfort.
For people like them who practice martial arts from winter to summer, although the wind and snow around them are howling and freezing, it still cannot shake their strong will as warriors.
Compared to Song Yang, who stood motionless in the wind and snow, the five Yevs people huddled and shivering in the wind and snow looked a bit pitiful, forming a sharp contrast with Song Yang.
The five Jevs glanced at Song Yang, who was as motionless as an ice sculpture, and from time to time leaned forward to look at the gate of Gullah City.
They expected their Majesty the Queen even more than Song Yang to allow them and others to quickly enter the city with Song Yang to keep out the cold. The windy and snowy wilderness of Tsarist Russia was really not a place for people to stay.
It seemed that God heard the prayers in the hearts of Yefus and Menghanfu, and the creaking sound of the city gate faintly reached the ears of Song Yang and the six of them.
This kind of squeaking and heart-wrenching sound seemed to the five people of Jevs to be more beautiful than the sound of nature. They hurriedly straightened up and covered their foreheads with their hands, looking excitedly towards the grid dozens of steps away.
Looking past the city gate of Le City.
Song Yang, who was standing still and motionless, had a slightly moved expression on his face. Compared to the excited expressions of the five people in Jevs, Song Yang's face became more solemn when he heard the sound of the city gate opening.
Seeing dozens of figures gradually becoming clearer in the heavy snow, Song Yang's right hand on his abdomen instinctively moved closer to the hilt of his sword.
Before dozens of figures could reach the six people, a slightly rude and wild words reached their ears first.
"My general, Count Gogolov, which one is Jevs who just shouted outside the city gate?"
When Jeffs heard the person calling his name, he subconsciously looked at Song Yang aside.
Feeling Jevs's gaze, Song Yang nodded calmly, indicating that Jevs could come forward to greet the visitor.
Upon seeing this, Jeeves hurriedly rushed towards the crowd on the opposite side, which was only a dozen steps away from him and others.
"Jevs, the centurion under the command of Duke Slav, met with General Gogolov. Just now, the last general was shouting to the general under the city gate."
Gogolov, who was wearing armor, slowly stopped while holding the dagger on his waist. He looked Yevs up and down and then looked at Song Yang, who was also staring at him a few steps away.
Song Yang looked at the Russian general Gogolov, who was more than eight feet tall, with a rough face and piercing eyes, and nodded slightly.
Gogolov held the dagger at his waist and walked towards Song Yang, who was barely about seven feet tall, with steady and powerful steps, a look of endless curiosity on his face.
This young general from the Great Dragon Kingdom, whose height barely reaches his shoulders, is really kind-hearted. He can still be so calm and composed after seeing himself who is more than a head taller than him.
This general is really interested in this great dragon country.
Song Yang looked at Gogolov, who was standing in front of him and looking down at him, with a kind smile on his lips and nodded.
"Song Yang, the deputy commander-in-chief of the Dalong Mission, has met His Excellency Gogolov."
Although Gogolov couldn't understand what Song Yang said, he thought about it briefly and felt that this young general from the Great Dragon Kingdom should be greeting him.
Gogolov smiled back and made a Tsarist etiquette.
"Hello, young general of the Great Dragon Kingdom. My Majesty, the Empress of Tsarist Russia, orders this general to welcome you to the palace for a meeting immediately, please."
Jevs knew that Song Yang could not understand Tsarist Russia's words at all. After listening to Gogolov's words, he hurriedly stopped beside the two of them and faced Song Yang.
"Sir, Deputy Commander-in-Chief, this is our Count Gogolov from Tsarist Russia. He has just been saying hello to your friend who has come from afar.
And he said that he had come to meet you at the Klimt Palace in Tsarist Russia on the order of Her Majesty the Empress of Tsarist Russia."
Song Yang nodded clearly. His right hand, which was about to touch the hilt of the sword, inadvertently took it back and punched his left hand holding the brocade box.
"Thank you, please do the same."
"General Gogolov and Little General Dalong asked you to enter the city together."
"Haha...Okay, okay, let's go together."
Song Yang glanced back for a moment, took a deep breath, and with a warm smile on his face, he followed Gogolov's group towards the gate of Golla City.
Gogolov had been observing Song Yang's reaction since he entered the city. When he saw Song Yang looking at the luxurious buildings around him with no surprise and an unmoved attitude, Gogolov frowned.
I couldn't help but frown.
It seems that the sinners of Slav and Duke Ledev are not lying. The dragon may be really powerful to a level that we dare not imagine.
But how on earth did they lose at the hands of such a weak dragon army?
Could it be that they deliberately exaggerated the national power of the Great Dragon Kingdom and the strength of the Great Dragon Kingdom's soldiers and horses in order to cover up their own culpability for a bad start?
Forget it, let's wait until we meet the Queen.
"Big Dragon's little...Jevs, what's the name of this Big Dragon's little general?"
"Back to Count Gogolov, his name is Song Yang."
"Song Yang?"
"Yes, the names of the people of Dalong Kingdom are completely different from the names of our Tsarist Russia. Song Yang is his name."
"I see. Young General Song Yang, please come here. We can get to the palace in a short time by carriage."
After Song Yang heard Yefus's translation, he withdrew his eyes to look at the terrain of the city and nodded with a smile: "Thank you."
Gogolov looked at Song Yang's calm expression and sighed inwardly again. This little general of Dalong is really not that simple.
Since meeting him, I have never seen him react in surprise to anything.
This is a great dragon boy with a mind far beyond ordinary people!
After about half a tea break, the group of people walked up to a luxurious carriage and stopped. Song Yang, who was looking at everything calmly at first, saw the four-wheeled luxury carriage in front of him, and finally a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
He was just surprised, it was the first time he saw a carriage with four wheels.
Seeing Song Yang's surprised expression, Gogolov finally smiled, and the young general of the Great Dragon finally showed a surprised look.
Doesn't Dalong have such a thing as a carriage? When he is sent to the palace to meet Her Majesty the Queen, he will have to ask Jevs and the others carefully.
"General Song, please."
Under the translation of Jevs, Song Yang followed Gogolov into a luxurious carriage and slowly rushed towards the Klimt Palace.
After a few sticks of incense, Song Yang followed Gogolov and stopped outside the magnificent Klimt Palace.
Song Yang looked up at the dozens of tall and straight pillars outside the palace and subconsciously squinted his eyes. Were these pillars carved entirely from the mountain by the Tsarist Russians?
If this is the case, does it seem that Tsarist Russia is not as weak as we imagined?
Song Yang thought for a moment, then his expression returned to normal and he looked at Jeves.
"Aren't you going in yet?"
After hearing the translated words, Gogolov glanced at Song Yang in surprise and gestured towards the tall palace gate.
"Her Majesty the Queen is waiting for General Song in the palace, please."
"Yeah! Thank you."
Song Yang followed Gogoloff again and began to examine the topography of the palace attentively.
In the end, Song Yang's eyes were fixed on a stunning beauty sitting on a chair inlaid with gems.
"My lord, Gogorov, is here to see His Majesty the Emperor."
"Excuse me, is he the messenger of the dragon?"
"Reporting to my emperor, the young man beside me is Song Yang, the deputy commander-in-chief of the Dalong Kingdom's mission."
Song Yang heard Gogolov's voice, and although he didn't know what he said to Elizabeth Serena, he still performed the dragon etiquette with a respectful expression.
"Song Yang, the deputy envoy of the Dalong Envoy, met with Her Majesty the Empress of Tsarist Russia, long live long live."
Serena was looking at Song Yang's appearance curiously, but before she had time to wonder what Song Yang meant by what he said, Jeffs had already hurriedly started translating.
"Your Majesty, the deputy envoy of Dalong Kingdom is sending greetings to you and wishes you to live to be ten thousand years old."
Serena nodded thoughtfully: "Let him get up first."
"yes!"
"Your Majesty, Deputy Commander-in-Chief, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, excuses you from this ceremony."
"Thank you, Your Majesty the Queen."
Song Yang straightened up and took a vague glance at the stunning beauty who was about his own age sitting on the throne. After seeing Serena's appearance, Song Yang couldn't help but marvel.
Although the appearance of this Queen of Tsarist Russia is very different from that of Dalong's woman, she can definitely be called a stunning beauty full of exotic amorous feelings.
Looking at Serena who was sitting there looking slightly cute, Song Yang quickly glanced at Serena's eyes.
When Song Yang's eyes came into contact with Serena's light blue eyes that were sizing him up, his heart suddenly froze, and his eyes that secretly glanced at Serena drifted away.
This little Yi girl is not simple!
It's definitely not as harmless as it seems on the surface, so it seems like it needs to be handled with caution.