Chapter 815 Your Servant Respectfully Sends the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty Off on His Journey!

Yongcheng has nothing to pack now, and he is unwilling to pack those miscellaneous "daily necessities". The precious jewelry he brought from Beijing in the past has either been exchanged for money/used as money, or secretly sent to his son in London.

Now, with the intention of death in his heart, he only asked his attendants to prepare a few replacement clothes, and did not bring the gold-painted toilet or the gold-painted spittoon. Of course, there is also a complete set of dragon robes and crowns of the Qing emperors.

This is to be worn when he dies.

Yongcheng now has only this thought - I will not lose my dignity even if I die.

Or, he only has this little dignity left.

Yongcheng did not sleep all night, and his eyes were red. To be honest, this king of the fallen country of Daqingguo still maintains a fierce fighting spirit.

This may be due to people, but it is absolutely true that Russians cannot train people. The Russians are still "inexperienced". If Yongcheng fell into John Bull's hands, opium would have been offered to him long ago.

No matter how heroic a man is, his fighting spirit will melt away like ice and snow under the sun after two years of opium.

Apparently the Russians are that knowledgeable. Yongcheng is still "iron-willed".

Alexandro was not fooling Yongcheng. He really knew a little about "astronomy and weather". Late at night the next day, Yakutsk was really foggy. You couldn't see anyone a few feet away.

The torches couldn't shine very far. You couldn't see the light even if you were thirty meters away.

After walking out of the warm bunker, Yongcheng suddenly felt cold all over. The sky in Yakutsk seemed to have changed. The cold air seemed to get into his clothes. Yongcheng squinted his eyes and looked ahead. The fog was really thick. The guards gathered in front of him were so few that he couldn't see the end of them with the torches. It was just that there was no wind today!

Alessandro seemed to have given some orders, and several Russian soldiers wrapped in coats all stood up, packed their backpacks and saluted.

"Your Majesty! It's almost time to go!" The patrol team would take half an hour to pass through here. Half an hour is a continuous time, but it can't be wasted if it is to be wasted.

Yongcheng nodded heavily and stretched out his hand to wrap his cloak.

"Old slave, I respectfully send off Your Majesty. Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty..."

A white-haired eunuch, with a few guards who stayed in the bunker, knelt on the ground behind Yongcheng. Yongcheng also had a few women and maids around him, and now they all stayed in the bunker. At the critical moment, they can't be allowed to make trouble.

Now Yongcheng didn't even let them out of the bunker.

Women are timid creatures. Yongcheng did not take them with him when he broke out. It was hard to say what was wrong with them. If they started to yell, things would be troublesome.

Yongcheng stopped his steps. Those who stayed behind might not be loyal, but this old slave must be sincere.

"You, take care too..."

Yongcheng could not say anything too sentimental. He was the emperor. These people were slaves of the Aixinjueluo family since birth. Even at this point, they were slaves in Yongcheng's heart, at most old slaves and loyal servants.

Alessandro took out the deerskin gloves from his pocket and put them on, looking at Yongcheng.

"Okay! Let's go now! Leave here and go to the river!"

There was no sound around. Eldenbao did not sleep at all that night. He stood straight in front of the guards with a waist knife.

Everyone started to move, and the footsteps were silent because everyone's soles were wrapped with cotton.

The explosion sounded half an hour after they left. Yongcheng and his guards, led by Alessandro, passed through the lines of defense, through the ruins of Yakutsk, and easily reached his police position in the northwest. Without taking a rest, Alessandro ordered his Tatars to launch a sneak attack on the opposite defense army, and then soon, explosions sounded on the position, followed by gunfire.

"Don't look back, don't look back. Keep rushing forward, and when we reach the river, we will win."

The widest part of the Lena River is four miles, but the rivers around Yakutsk are obviously not that wide. According to Alessandro, the width of the river here will not exceed one mile, and the river is gentle, and people with good swimming skills can swim directly to the other side. For those who are not good at swimming, the river bank is full of trees, which can also help them.

Eldenbao led his troops to the front line. This famous general of the Qing Dynasty in history could not get the title of the third-class duke in his life, nor could he enjoy the glory of the Purple Light Pavilion. He died on the banks of the Lena River as a loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty, just like an ordinary officer of the Eight Banners.

The brilliance he shone in the original time and space plane did not have time to shine in this era.

"Your Majesty, hurry up, we have been tricked."

Before he died, Eldenbao was also muttering, but unfortunately his voice was too small and Yongcheng did not hear it at all.

Yongcheng certainly knew that he had been tricked.

There seemed to be countless Han troops rushing out of the thick fog around him, and his guards were helpless and beaten to pieces. And when Yongcheng went to find Alessandro with red eyes, he found that not only Alessandro was gone, but also the few Russians he led were gone.

No matter how stupid Yongsheng was, he knew at this point that he had fallen into a trap and there was no way to escape.

"Capture the Tatar emperor alive, capture the Tatar thief chief alive."

His ears were filled with waves of shouts from the soldiers of the National Defense Forces. Like a small boat in the rough sea, it might be swept into the seabed by the waves at any time.

Yongxuan wanted to find the dragon robe he had brought out. Even if he died, he would die with dignity, but he found that the two attendants he had with him had escaped, except for a few guards.

Yongxun is not afraid of death, but he hates his stupidity for being tricked by a little Russian officer.

"bass……"

Pulling out the sword from its sheath, Yongxun did not look at the kneeling guards around him. He only looked up at the heavy shadows of the National Defense Forces around him. Countless scenes seemed to flash through his heart at this moment, including the happiness of childhood, the dissatisfaction of adulthood, the cheer of middle age, "Killing thieves if you want, but if you have no power." Go back to heaven. It’s a pity that I don’t have the courage of the Holy Ancestor…”

If he had the courage of Kang Mazi, the 'rabbit shooter', Yongxun would really have the courage to fight with his sword, but he didn't. He was afraid that he would be captured alive. If he was captured alive by Chen Han, presented as a prisoner to Nanjing and then beheaded, Yongxun would not be reconciled to death.

"Your Majesty, Taizu Emperor Gao, my ancestors of the Qing Dynasty, your unworthy descendants Aixinjueluo Yongxuan... are here to see you."

He pressed the sword blade hard against his neck. Stimulated by the intense excitement in his heart, Yongxuan pulled the sword hard with his right hand.

Blood splattered...

"Your Majesty..."

"emperor……"

Several guards lying on the ground cried bitterly, "I respectfully send the Qing Emperor on his way!"

"I respectfully send the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty on his way!"

According to Yongxun's previous instructions, one of the guards took out a piece of bright yellow silk from his arms and covered Yongxun's dead-eyed face.

This was Yongxun's order before he committed suicide. Just like Fucha back then, he felt ashamed to see his ancestors under the Nine Springs.

Even after he died, he covered his face with a piece of cloth. He was indeed a man of culture.

If you are an ordinary reckless man, you still want to get so many ways when you are about to die.

But he was indeed stronger than Chongzhen when he left, and he was accompanied by several loyal guards. Unlike Chongzhen, only an old eunuch was left to follow him.

Several guards cried bitterly, immersed in sorrow and grief, and did not even know when they were surrounded by the National Defense Forces.

The National Defense Forces who surrounded him did not want to shoot, but touched him quietly.

"Grandson, I told you to be dishonest." Several guards who were pinned to the ground by the sudden attack of the National Defense Forces struggled hard. These people were worthy of being Yongxun's personal guards, and their bodies were not generally strong. Neither Wehrmacht could suppress it. The soldiers of the National Defense Force swarmed around and hit the heads of the guards with rifle butts made of jujube wood.

Then a group of people surrounded Yongxun's body as if they were seeing a rare treasure, watching the blood on the neck dye the bright yellow silk red.

Yong Xun's dress is much more ordinary than when he was in Beijing, but no matter how ordinary it is, it is still silk and satin, and it is also embroidered with dragon patterns. Moreover, the sword in his hand had a coiled dragon embroidered on the scabbard, and his face was covered with bright yellow silk.

Many people have speculations about this body.

Finally, there are these guards, all of them are powerful and loyal. When they touched it, a group of people were crying and surrounding the body, without even the most basic vigilance.

Deng Yun hurriedly called the headquarters and came to the Lena River, "Is this Yongxun?"

"Find a few prisoners and identify them carefully."

Yongxun was not found among the captured enemies in this battle. Deng Yun was already impatient before receiving the news. He was really afraid that Yongxun would be lucky enough to get out of the encirclement in the heavy fog. Although this possibility is very small, no one dares to say that it is not possible?

But now, half of the heart in his throat has finally fallen back into his stomach.

"Your Excellency General, Your Excellency General, this man is the Emperor of the Tatars, and he is Yongxun."

Before the 'identification' result came out, Alessandro was so anxious that he jumped up and down. One hundred thousand yuan, Yongxun's head can bear one hundred thousand yuan.

If this was not assessed, he would have no place to cry.

"Whether he is Yongxun or not is not up to you." Deng Yun looked at Alessandro who was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Unexpectedly, there was no contempt or contempt in his heart.

Yes, Alessandro was ‘treasonous’. At this time, he deceived Yong Xun into the city of Yakutsk, and he was trying to undermine Yakutsk. Yongxun is finished, what fighting spirit do Hailancha and the others have? Hailancha has softened, are the Russian troops still far away?

Such traitors have been despised since ancient times. Even the beneficiaries would look down on them. Although Zhang Bangchang and Liu Yu were said to be lonely and few, on the other hand, weren't they still regarded as slaves by the generals and ministers of the Jin army?

However, Alessandro is different. He can speak fluent Chinese, otherwise he would not become a liaison officer. Moreover, this person has a slippery aura about him, like a slippery fish egg. Although it is not a delicacy, it is quite delicious.

This can be regarded as a kind of talent, and it is hard to dislike.

Because Deng Yun had wiped out the remaining Imperial Guards of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and might have obtained Yongxun's head, Alessandro was worried about the hundred thousand yuan, but Brigadier Deng didn't care at all. .

When talking to Alessandro, he was actually smiling.

Of course, Alessandro did not dare to refute Deng Yun's words. He was thinking of a general, and a lieutenant general at that. Well, this is how Westerners understand China’s military ranks.

Noncommissioned officers are their lieutenant-level officers, while school-level officers are the same as their majors, lieutenant colonels, and colonels. As for generals, the Chinese do not have such a military rank as brigadier general. A general is a major general in the West, a general is their lieutenant general, and a general is a general. Then there is the rank of marshal.

Deng Yun led a mixed brigade with 13,000 people. This 'general' was not their lieutenant general.

Alessandro could only jump around anxiously.

…

With a snap, Huang Jie threw the report from Chen Kaishan on the table and let out a long sigh. Chen Kaishan and Deng Yun finally did something wonderful and chopped off Yongxun's head in one fell swoop. Now they are urgently sending it to Khabarovsk.

Huang Jie breathed a sigh of relief. It has been more than a year since the war started, and he can finally give an explanation to the emperor and the government and the opposition.

When Yongxun's head was sent to Khabarovsk, he would immediately call on the Beiyang navy and send a speedboat to Nanjing. This Manchu Qing Dynasty is really doomed.

Their tribe in the northwest was dispersed at the beginning of the war. Huang Jie didn't know whether Yong Rong was dead or not, and he didn't need to know now. For millions of Chinese, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty was Yongxun. Only when Yongxun died would the Manchu Qing Dynasty truly perish and be swept into the garbage heap of history.

"Okay, once Yakutsk is captured, the army can have a good rest this winter. After resting for the last winter, Eastern Siberia will be completely swept away in April or May next year.

The prisoners of war in Yakutsk can be punished as coolies to build roads and cities in this damn place. "At that time, they can manage Eastern Siberia well and the whole of Siberia well.

Huang Jie didn't know how many years this Sino-Russian war would last, or how long the northwest side would have to wait for a definite result, but their mission in the Northeast Military Region was completed. Working together with the Northern Xinjiang Army in Beihai, we have now captured the entire eastern Siberia.

Huang Jie burst out laughing. Perhaps Yakutsk was captured before Yongxun's head was sent to Khabarovsk. That place was a mess, but he was extremely excited to get it before this winter.

Huang Jie, who has experienced last year, knows how harsh the climate in Siberia is. There are only a few sunny days throughout the year.

For the sake of the troops, the offensive battle must be stopped when the snow is falling.

"Although Eastern Siberia is desolate, it has vast land and abundant forests and mineral resources. The Nerchinsk Silver Mine alone is the largest silver mine in Tsarist Russia. Even within our territory, it is difficult to find such a large silver mine. of silver mines…”

"The Kamchatka Peninsula also has a lot of gold reserves. The Russians alone have explored and discovered more than 100 gold mines and mineralization sites."

Huang Jie couldn't help laughing as he spoke. He remembered what the emperor had said. Siberia's mineral and forest resources include abundant iron ore, coal, various non-ferrous metals, some undiscovered resources and Water resources are reserved for future generations two hundred years from now.

The emperor said that these things are not valuable now, but in two hundred years, these things will become particularly valuable. Two hundred and fifty years later, Siberia will even become the most important basis for the empire to maintain its hegemony and status.

Although many people don't understand these words, Chen Ming is really proud. In the 21st century, future generations will know what China gained from this war. How profound is the significance of this Sino-Russian war!

With just one achievement, Chen Ming can forever be remembered in China's historical monuments.