Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Nicholas II received the news, but Putilov, who was lucky enough not to be captured by Zhao Chuanxin, did not receive it.

Therefore, when the military camp in Hyrule City rang with the buzzing sound of "Surf the gun but don't kill", he shuddered.

It seems that the courage brought by the belief in the Trinity failed to dispel the fear of the devil Zhao Chuanxin.

At this time, night had fallen, but Zhao Chuanxin rushed back to Hailar from Zha-Lantun without stopping to "persuade the surrender" of the defeated troops gathered here.

The prisoners released before had an effect at this time.

Putilov hurriedly found Wu Sadi: "What should I do? Zhao Chuanxin has called..."

Wu Sadi looked at the panicked major general and was speechless: "Are you sure that even if we fight now, we are fighting defensively, and we can't beat Zhao Chuanxin in a defensive war?"

These words gave Putilov a little confidence, but not much.

He hesitated: "To fight or not to fight? Fight, we are defeated, Zhao Chuanxin will not let us go. No fight, but if we don't fight, how do we know whether we can beat him?"

What if I win?

Just like the Russo-Japanese War, although they were at a disadvantage, the Japanese paid a huge price for the offensive. Tens of thousands of soldiers died. Their victory was not worthy of praise, and it was entirely based on human lives.

Nogi Nogi almost became mentally ill after the war.

In a defensive battle, they are still capable of fighting.

It's just that the morale in the army is low. It seems that the returning prisoners said something in the army, which caused many people to lose their will to fight.

Putilov had already sent people to pull up barbed wire and set up a dense minefield. He felt that even if he couldn't raise his morale, he would be able to fight.

Wu Sati naturally could not give an answer. He was not the Minister Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary, and he could not make the decision for Putilov.

Putilov made up his mind: "Let's give it a try."

Zhao Chuanxin also walks on two legs, and Zhao Chuanxin is also afraid of electricity.

If you walk too much, you will inevitably step on a thunderstorm; if you climb over the wall too much, you will inevitably get an electric shock.

The people of Hailar heard Zhao Chuanxin’s message.

It happened to be after tea and dinner, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Is it Zhao Chuanxin, the prefect of Lubin Prefecture, who wants to surrender?"

"Putilov has been defeated, the prefect is going to kill them all!"

"Isn't he afraid of Tsarist Russia's revenge? Tsarist Russia has tens of thousands of troops. Can the small Lubin Mansion stop it?"

They don't know that no matter how many people there are in Tsarist Russia, they can't be transported in at this time.

No matter how many guns there are, they still can't be transported in.

It was night, the moon was dark, the wind was high, and soon there was light snow.

The light snow turned into heavy snow after eight o'clock in the evening.

Zhao Chuanxin held a bayonet removed from Shui Lianzhu, wore a shadow cloak and walked on the ladder in the endless wind and snow in the sky.

He looked down and saw sparks shining from the barbed wire fence near the train station. It was a mouse trying to get through the gap that was scorched by electricity.

Zhao Chuanxin curled his lips in disdain, not to mention that he had already seen the tricks of the Maozi in the Russo-Japanese War, and Hu Da reminded him yesterday.

Hu Da seized a batch of landmines.

Putilov was very careful and had plenty of people inside and outside the courtyard.

He thought it was impossible for anyone to sneak in quietly from the dragnet. That was impossible.

He was writing a letter of apology to Nicholas II. The letter stated how strange the battle was and how the defeat was inexplicable. He only briefly mentioned his own shortcomings, but greatly emphasized how hateful Zhao Chuanxin was.

In short: crimes other than war.

When the door opened, Putilov was startled and turned back displeased: "Why don't you knock on the door?"

In the dark corner, it seemed that the dark curtain was opening, revealing Zhao Chuanxin's face.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth. He didn't understand Russian but guessed what he said: "I never knock when I enter a house."

The fountain pen in Putilov's hand fell to the ground with a clatter. It's a pity that the tip of the pen, which is quite expensive, broke.

"you you you……"

Zhao Chuanxin took off the shadow cloak, shook off the snowflakes stuck on it and put it away.

"Didn't you hear me surrender?"

Putilov was despairing.

How did he get in?

Yes, black magic.

The Shadow Cloak really is like the magic of legend.

Zhao Chuanxin dragged a chair, which made a harsh and unpleasant "squeaking" sound, came to Putilov, lit a cigarette, crossed his legs, reached out to pull out the letter paper on the table, and nailed it to the table with a bayonet.

This was a hardwood table, but the bayonet penetrated three points into the wood. Putilov's eyelids jumped wildly when he saw it.

This force can easily penetrate his skull.

Zhao Chuanxin asked him: "Can you speak English?"

"Yes, yes a little."

Putilov clicked his tongue and answered.

"It's really strange and strange that in our land of China, we actually have to communicate in English."

Putilov muttered, not knowing how to answer.

Zhao Chuanxin's fingers were clasped on the red sandalwood table, and cigarette ashes were scattered everywhere.

He said, "Do you know why you didn't die?"

Putilov sneered: "Maybe it's because I'm lucky."

"Lucky? Lucky that you can still talk to me face to face?"

"Ah this..." Putilov reluctantly mustered up the courage to say: "Mr. Zhao, please don't be impulsive. Is there anything we can't talk about? Besides, the form of war is changing with each passing day. Maybe one day our Tsarist Russia's military power will make Mr. Zhao unable to do so." If we don’t face it, maybe our weapons..."

Zhao Chuanxin blew a puff of cigarette smoke on his face: "Face it? If you could make me look at it, wouldn't you face it earlier? What are you waiting for? Are you waiting to build a bigger cannon?"

"Zhao, Mr. Zhao, what do you want?" Putilov said with a sad face.

He had no confidence at all to speak in front of Zhao Chuanxin.

They do have a huge 308mm caliber naval gun, but this is not the beach.

"I can't resist the attack of 20,000, 30,000, 50,000 or even more of you. However, I can drag you down. I can hinder your economy. I am better at making trouble. I think you can see it too. arrive."

"Yes, Mr. Zhao really impressed me." I can't accept this.

Any blockade is just a piece of paper for Zhao Chuanxin.

For example, at this time, there are electrified barbed wire and landmines outside. How did Zhao Chuanxin come here?

Zhao Chuanxin said: "I let you live because I want you to persuade Nicholas II to give up his territory and not to go against me, otherwise I will drag down your Tsarist dynasty."

"This..." Nicholas II hesitated: "The reinforcements coming to the country are already on the way and are not under my control."

"It doesn't matter, they have been dispersed by me." Zhao Chuanxin said calmly.

But for Putilov it was like thunder in his ears: "What?"

He suddenly stood up.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand and pressed down: "Sit down, sit down, don't get excited. There are only 8,000 people, why are you excited?"

Putilov: "..."

He was really frustrated.

Unless Tsarist Russia is ready for a real war, gathering tens of thousands of troops to attack the border, and bringing numerous artillery to plow the court and sweep holes, leaving this land barren of grass, otherwise I am afraid that Zhao Chuanxin will really be unable to be controlled.