Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Chapter 1110 Bloodbath Darwin

After Nikolai Ivanov received the news from Kliment Boyageev, he did not show any joy, but his face turned red with anger: "Idiot! How dare you hand over such an important line of defense to an outsider?"

Kliment Boyadyev didn't want to say it.

But at this time Bulgaria was surrounded by enemies on all sides. Looking at the entire battlefield, all defense systems were on the verge of collapse.

He just wanted to give it a try.

But he did not expect to be scolded by the commander-in-chief.

Kliment Boyadyev also got angry: "Idiot! Although we were defeated in Kilkis, the Greeks paid a heavy price. Their glory was filled with many times the lives. If the whole line can do this, the enemy will be dragged to death..."

Of course, he could only complain to his deputy, and not actually send it to Nikolai Ivanov.

Kliment Boyaziev is not worried about his future, he also has a strong backing!

He just secretly felt that it was a pity that Zhao Chuanxin's superb mobile combat and command and dispatch capabilities on the battlefield were wasted.

Otherwise, it is not impossible to reverse the entire battlefield.

……

The next day, August 6th.

Zhao Chuanxin met Constantine I.

This is a bald man who is less than fifty years old.

He entertained Zhao Chuanxin at the command post: "Mr. Zhao, we are in a war stage now, please forgive me for my negligence."

"Your Majesty, you are too polite." Zhao Chuanxin at least received the cigar as a gift, and he could have a good meal after so many days. "What does the king want to talk to me about? Business or life? Or art and academics?"

"..." Constantine I also said bluntly: "I want to know why Zhao Chuanxin works for Bulgaria?"

"Oh, isn't it all about money? You know, I have so many women and children that I'm almost bankrupt. So they gave me 200,000 marks to help with the war. I was poor and had low aspirations, so I went to the battlefield."

Constantine I did not believe it.

Would someone like Zhao Chuanxin go to the battlefield for money?

But he was wrong. Zhao Chuanxin really did it for money. At least half of the reason was for money.

Constantine I pursed his lips and said, "Mr. Zhao's performance on the battlefield is impressive. Are you willing to serve us Greece for money? I am willing to pay 400,000 marks."

He saw Zhao Chuanxin use his own sharp knife to cut the medium-rare steak into shreds. His knife skills were really amazing.

"That won't do. How can we turn around and attack our old boss?" Zhao Chuanxin flatly refused.

This kind of fence-sitter is not worth it.

Otherwise, trust will be as thin and invisible as the shredded meat under Zhao Chuanxin's knife.

No one will be willing to hire him in the future.

Upon hearing this, Constantine I paid more attention to the man in front of him.

He put down his knife and fork and said solemnly: "Mr. Zhao, if several of our countries jointly contribute 200,000 marks, are you willing to stop helping Bulgaria?"

Zhao Chuanxin counted on his fingers. Bulgaria paid for the money needed to build houses and benefit the people in Darwin, Port Hedland, Perth and Esperance, Australia.

He also had to save money to buy supplies and support a group of currently shady groups in Tsarist Russia, so that he could exchange land in 1917 after signing a secret agreement.

Reclaim the territory!

This money will be paid by countries such as Greece, Serbia, Romania and Montenegro.

Zhao Chuanxin traded with Bulgaria, and only Kilkis's 123 defense line was available.

The deal is now done.

But Constantine I didn't know.

Zhao Chuanxin pretended to think: "Sometimes quitting is also a form of betrayal. The cost of betrayal is very high."

"How tall?"

"Three hundred thousand marks."

"make a deal!"

After the Ruhr crisis in 1922, Germany suffered hyperinflation and the mark became worthless.

But the money Zhao Chuanxin earned at this time could not last that long.

He wouldn't even keep the money until World War I broke out.

The current average exchange rate of marks, pounds, francs, Italian lira and US dollars is around 1:4~5.

After the outbreak of World War I, the foreign exchange value of the mark was almost halved.

On June 6, Zhao Chuanxin received 24 marks and officially announced his withdrawal from the Balkan war.

When European countries learned of the battlefield news in the Balkans, newspapers exaggerated the situation and reactions varied from level to level in European society.

Someone scolded him.

"Zhao Chuanxin joined the Bulgarian side, which seriously increased the cost of Greece's victory. He took the money and left, leaving a mess in the Balkans. It's extremely despicable..."

Some people were frightened.

"Zhao Chuanxin had just digested the land he had acquired in the Far East, and he couldn't wait to plunge into Europe. What did he want to do?"

The news spread back home.

Although Bulgaria was defeated in the Battle of Kilkis, newspapers exaggerated the achievements of Zhao Chuanxin.

The National News said: At this time, the Mediterranean hot wind was coming, the relations between the Balkan countries were getting worse and worse, Bulgaria was surrounded by enemies, and the important town of Kilkis was in danger. Zhao Chuanxin took on the responsibility alone and made the most contributions to the army. The Greek army was defeated, and when Bulgaria withdrew its troops, only the defense line where Zhao Chuanxin was located was preserved without a single soldier being injured...

This is bullshit.

It was said that there were no casualties on the defense line commanded by Zhao Chuanxin.

But Yun had many followers, and the common people and gentry believed that this might be true.

Even Yuan Weiting in the capital was skeptical after reading the newspaper, his face was unpredictable and he was sweating profusely.

But the gods and ghosts were terrified and thought that Zhao Chuanxin's Taoism had become more advanced.

Yuan Weiting has always been contradictory in his behavior. He yearns for the throne, but is afraid that no one will agree. Later, when he became emperor, he was worried all the time.

Now, he wanted to kill Zhao Chuanxin, but when he saw Zhao Chuanxin proving his ability to lead troops on the European battlefield, he began to worry again.

He never dared to tell Zhao Bingjun about killing Zhao Chuanxin again.

……

At the same time, the first group of migrant workers who arrived in Darwin were expelled by the local government.

They had just disembarked from the Porto de S.M.S., and because they were sitting in third class and the conditions were harsh, they all looked pale and their legs were weak when they got off the ship.

Just as I was feeling happy about having my feet on the ground, I was stopped by several policemen wearing wide-brimmed hats.

"Who let you go ashore?"

There were about sixty or seventy migrant workers, and they stood there at a loss.

At this time, Craig Markles, who was missing a finger, hurried forward and said to the police: "They are staff members of the Australian Ecological Reserve."

The police stared at him and asked, "What Australian Ecological Reserve?"

Craig Markles has been in a bad mood since he lost a finger, several teeth and split his lip.

He lacked connections in Darwin, and after failing to strike up a conversation, he simply used Zhao Chuanxin to enhance his magic power: "This is Zhao Chuanxin's employee. Do you know Zhao Chuanxin?"

The policeman said impatiently: "What Zhao Chuanxin? Take your people and get out!"

Darwin is in northern Australia, and the news from Melbourne and Perth has not yet reached here, so the locals don't care about the outside world's gossip.

Craig Markles was worried that he would be punished again for delaying Zhao Chuanxin's important task, so he glared at him and said anxiously, "You will regret doing this. Zhao Chuanxin will beat you to death."

"What? Beat us to death? Hahaha..." The policeman hit Craig Markles in the face with a baton: "I'll fucking beat you to death first."

The lips that had just healed cracked again, and blood gushed out...

……

Zhao Chuanxin carefully cleaned his equipment and removed the blood and rotten flesh on the Chaos Armor.

He returned to Iceland and soaked in a hot spring in the middle of nowhere with Sara Wilsdottir.

Sarah Wilsdottir was in the pool, hugged Zhao Chuanxin's waist from behind, and sniffed his hair: "The smell of gunpowder hasn't completely disappeared yet. How many shots were fired?"

Zhao Chuanxin has a different way of getting along with each woman.

He felt the woman behind him.

Lao Zhao is the double-door refrigerator man, and Sarah is the double-door refrigerator woman.

Sometimes men just need this kind of big grid to vent their inner violence.

He turned around suddenly and pushed Sarah against the smooth stone wall.

The water splashes and the steam rises, creating a violent road...

After dressing her and sending her home, Zhao Chuanxin took out a handful of silver marks, which were William II military marks, available in denominations of 2 marks and 3 marks.

He has big hands, so this handful costs more than 50 marks.

"Here, it's for you."

Sara Wilsdottir does not live a rich life. In Iceland, like everyone else, her fate is controlled by the mountains and the sea. She races against the polar night, trying her best to save enough money before that happens.

Her profession - blacksmith.

She couldn't do work like mending fishing gear, so in addition to blacksmithing, she occasionally helped people build houses.

The tall woman was surprised and asked, "So many? What on earth did you do?"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't like Sarah Wilsdottir's home very much. It was a small house without even an attic.

He said: "I earned it by being a mercenary."

Sarah Wilsdottir couldn’t understand that kind of life.

She hid the money carefully.

When he came out, he was already wearing Zhao Chuanxin's favorite overalls.

That was what she wore when she was working as a blacksmith. When she wore it for Zhao Chuanxin, she only wore overalls.

Zhao Chuanxin pushed her directly into the house.

When Sara Wilsdottir woke up, she saw a column of silver marks on the bedside table, with a note: Use the money to expand the house and make the ceiling higher.

Sarah Wilsdottir had no such intention. She put the money away and went to work.

……

Zhao Chuanxin set off and arrived in Darwin, Australia in two days.

Craig Markles at home.

Zhao Chuanxin knocked on the door and heard Craig Markles yell, "Fakeoff!"

He pushed the door open and saw Craig Markles lying on the bed with a bruised face and a cloth on his lips. There was a strong smell of medicine and alcohol in the room.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin, Craig Markles got up from the bed with grievance: "Mr. Zhao, local officials have locked up those Chinese workers in prison. For this, they even drove away other prisoners and beat me like this. I have been almost soaked in bitter water these two days..."

Zhao Chuanxin frowned. The smell in the room was too pungent. He placed his hand on the dining table and slowly raised it. Then a column of silver marks stood on the table, enough for 100 marks. "Thank you for your hard work. Tell me how to get to the prison?"

Craig Markles cheered up and told Zhao Chuanxin how to go with a gloating look.

Xingyue memorized the route, and Zhao Chuanxin found the prison in five minutes.

"Stop, who are you?"

The guard at the door blocked us.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a hammer and hit them one by one.

The two men fell headfirst.

There is not even a watchtower here, only a thorny wall to prevent anyone from escaping.

Zhao Chuanxin kicked open the gate, and the prison front yard patrolman saw him and ran over hurriedly: "Who? Who's there?"

Zhao Chuanxin stood tall and straight. He turned his head slightly to look, then flashed and swung the hammer.

duh.

Broken skull.

Bang, bang.

Two gunshots broke the silence of the prison night.

The prison guards on duty who were hiding in the corners came from all directions.