Tsarist Russia sent people to negotiate surrender, but whether it was Mislang or Monk Zhou, these two people could neither speak Russian nor Mongolian.

Besides, the real owner is not here either.

The monk Zhou, who was sweating profusely, took off his helmet and scratched his itchy scalp stung by sweat with his hands. At this time, he saw the Rakshasa officer opposite him stunned for a moment, so he asked dissatisfiedly: "What's wrong? What are you looking at?"

Of course, there is no saying "What do you think of you?" in this year, let alone the Russian Tsarist officers couldn't understand Chinese. He looked at Monk Zhou's shiny big bald puff in a daze, thinking that this person might have hair loss. Since other soldiers from the North Navy around were wearing steel helmets, the Russian Tsarist officers didn't think much about it.

"I am on the order of Baron Ilya Andreevich Rostov, acting leader of the lieutenant colonel, to negotiate surrender to your army. During this period, I hope your army will not launch another offensive operation."

Listening to the other party's speech in Russian Brabra, Monk Zhou was a little broken. He widened his eyes and asked, "What the hell are you talking about?"

Seeing that Monk Zhou looked confused, the two Russian officers repeated it in Mongolian again. Monk Zhou was even more confused next time! He could only ask Zhao Xin for help.

On the other hand, Mislang, the battalion commander on Mount Karen, was also confused. Although this former farmer from the island country, Muao, speaks Mandarin very well now, how could he speak Russian? His soldiers were either Henan soldiers or naturalized Muao farmers.

However, Alessandrov was prepared for a long time. Among the two officers he sent, the Lieutenant Aisin of the General Staff. This Briat actually escaped the artillery fire of the Northern Navy and was not killed. Moreover, because this guy had been engaged in intelligence spy on the Qing Dynasty before and could speak Manchu and Mongolian languages, he was sent here.

When Aisin saw that the other party could not understand Russian, he explained his purpose in Manchu. And in order to facilitate communication with the Hezhe hunter led by Sahalian these days, Mislang learned a few Manchu sentences. He heard that Aisin's words contained his familiar words, so he quickly asked someone to call Sahalian over.

When Sahalian came over to interpret, Mislang finally understood. He asked the two Tsarist Russian officers to wait, returned to the command position, and reported to Zhao Xin on a walkie-talkie.

Zhao Xin has already known the situation on Monk Zhou's side now. Now Mishilang sent another message, he understood that the Russian army could not continue to fight. The problem is that he only has a few hundred people under his command. If he really hosts thousands of Russian prisoners, if the Tsarist Russia sees the flaw, it will be a big trouble. Don't forget that there are still a group of Qing troops in Heilongjiang City behind him!

"These bastards are really good at picking! It's almost dark now, surrender? What are you doing long ago!"

He thought about it and then issued an order to the troops in three directions.

First, it was on Monk Zhou's side. He first ordered Monk Zhou and others to build fortifications on the spot to monitor the Russian army's operations; then he called Wukanbe, a soldier from the guard squad, and asked him to go to Monk Zhou's place to be a translator.

Then there was the side of Mount Karen. He asked Misron to notify the Russian envoys that he would discuss something after dawn. However, since he wanted to surrender, all the weapons must be put down and piled up at designated locations. Everyone retreated to the east bank of the river, otherwise they would be hit by more violent artillery fire.

Half an hour later, when the Russian commander Major General Alexandrov heard Aisin's reply, he looked disapproving. The reason why he chose to surrender at this time was to delay time and organize troops to break through while the night was falling.

Unexpectedly, after only a few minutes of pride, the North Navy's artillery fire began to wash again. Faced with the overwhelming violent attack, Alessandrov, who was shocked, could not have imagined that the "Qing Army" cannons could be so accurate in the dark.

Although Colonel Bogaevsky, who was avoiding artillery fire, his ears were buzzing by the explosion, he seemed to hear the familiar buzzing sound above his head...

After fifteen minutes of shelling, the Russian army gathered again on the ground, and cried and shouted loudly. The light and shadows shrouded under the night swayed and trembled, followed by the shelling, and red lights rushed from the hillside in the north and the edges of the woods in the southwest towards the Cossacks who were running around.

"Your Excellency Commander, if you let the Qing people continue to fight like this, we will not see the sun tomorrow!"

Listening to the dense and orderly gunfire around him, Major General Alexandrov was in great pain. He felt keenly that the "Qing" army had seen through his intentions, so he said to Lieutenant Aisin standing aside: "Go, go and tell the Qing people that we have surrendered and told them not to fight again!"

After saying that, he sat on the ground with his hands covering his face, as tears from failure and fear came out.

An hour later, Lieutenant Aisin, who received the Mislang ultimatum, first led his men to light two large bonfires in a designated open space. After a while, the bonfire splashed with whale oil reflected a clear view of hundreds of ten meters of radius around.

The remaining Cossack soldiers piled up muskets and sabers in their hands next to the campfire in platoons; ten North Navy soldiers who came down from the defensive battlefield of Mount Karen stood aside with a sharp bayonet.

At the foot of Karen Mountain, the surviving soldiers, ambulances and priests of the army used to check the wounded on torches. The subsequent reports of casualties from each battalion made Major General Alexandrov complain; the fifteen-minute bombing of the Northern Navy caused hundreds of Russian troops to lose, and the serious and wounded people had reached more than 2,000.

After disarming, the Russian army carried the seriously injured and supported each other to walk east under the surveillance of the Northern Navy.

Near the river bank to the east, the already surrendered Cossacks were resting around the bonfire. They shared a small amount of dry food, leaning together exhausted, worried about tomorrow's fate.

Although the Cossacks were worried after disarming, the "Qing Army" in the south never launched another attack. Not long ago, the explosion and gunfire from the west made them extremely panic. The acting leader sent someone to contact the other side urgently, and the reply he received was "As long as you stay honestly, you will not open fire!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! After knowing the ultimatum on the opposite side, the soldiers of the Third Musket Regiment felt that the choice of the acting commander was really correct!

From the second half of the night, Zhao Xin and a squad of guards were also busy. He first returned to the artillery position in the south and informed the troops here to move north and meet with the troops of Zhou. Of course, his purpose of tossing around in the middle of the night was to take away the three artillery pieces.

Afterwards, he went to the Karen Mountain position. Mislang's troops and Chen Jishan's guard company also joined together after the remnants of the Russian army moved eastward. Nothing else, there was encouragement and reward, and then supplementing materials and ammunition.

Otherwise, it would be a tiring mobile warehouse, so it would be a mess with Zhao Xin alone!

Monk Zhou was not idle either. He was ordered to clear out a hard and flat land two hundred meters behind the position. When it was dawn, the soldiers of the Third Company suddenly found that two familiar double-barrel rapid-fire cannons were added behind him.

Several communication soldiers who accompanied him set up the antenna at 5 o'clock in the morning and began to contact Wu Siyu's fleet behind him. Only then did Zhao Xin realize that the second fleet that departed had just passed Kubutrin at this time, because the wooden ship was driving slowly upstream, and it would take two days to arrive at the fastest.

At 6 o'clock in the morning, the Russian army, who had been frightened for a night, received a notification from the Northern Navy, ordering them to send people to the old city of Aihui to clean up the wreckage after the fire.

Yes, Zhao Xin decided to use it as a place to accept the official surrender of the Russian army, because diagonally opposite the old city of Aihui was the Sixty-Fourth Village of Jiangdong in another time and space.

At 6:30 in the morning, a cavalry team of more than a dozen people arrived southwest of the old city of Aihui, and the Qing army also came. However, the cavalry team did not approach, but hid in the woods and observed from a distance.

Due to the fierce battle situation in the north yesterday afternoon, the Qing cavalry provocateurs quickly discovered the artillery position of the Northern Navy; however, when they tried to get closer, they were discovered by the nearby defense of the Northern Navy. After a shocking warning shot, the Qing cavalry team fled in panic.

When it was dark, the deputy commander-in-chief Eredmubu, who was guarding Heilongjiang City, saw the fire of artillery flashing in the north. Listening to the roaring cannons and gunfire, he finally realized that this was not a reinforcement from the volunteers at all.

He had read the copy and printed mansion report of the Heilongjiang General's Mansion in Titang, Beijing, and now he was finally convinced that the rebels entrenched in the Shuangchengzi area were the ones who were fighting Rakshasa.

They actually came to Heilongjiang City. These guys are a major concern of the court!

Send people to contact each other and communicate with each other? How can your dignified second-rank official join forces with the rebels? Even if you send someone to contact each other, you can't do it!

"The Han and the thieves are not in harmony, and the king's business is not in a stern state of peace." Ered Mubu still knows the truth.

The problem is that the former General Fu could not defeat tens of thousands of people, so who was the old man? Just relying on the more than a thousand remaining soldiers under his command?

Forget it, it's still! After considering all night, Eledemubu decided to send a post to monitor the movements of the Northern Navy. He was going to take his troops to retreat to Melgen first, and then make plans when Hulunbuir's reinforcements arrive.

As for the people in the city, he no longer cared about it.

At 9:30 in the morning, after several hours of busyness, the tired and hungry Cossacks finally cleaned up the ruins in the old city of Aihui. After they left the city, Zhao Xin brought the guards and two platoons of soldiers in. Thirty minutes later, a pavilion-style tent with air leakage on all sides was already standing in the center of the cross street.

When the two platoons of North Navy soldiers completed the defense, it was exactly ten o'clock.

At this time, the Russian commander Alessandrov, following the ultimatum of the Northern Navy last night, brought several of his regiment commanders and staff officers to the east gate post to inspect the body search and inspect it.

"Dear Qing Empire officer, at your request, the Count of the Empire and the Commander of our troops, Mr. Alexandrov, has arrived!"

Zhao Xin didn't even raise his eyelids and said in his half-baked Russian language learned from the arms dealer: "Haha, request? No, this is an order! As a failed invader, let go of your vanity that is indicative! This is the power that the winner deserves!"

The Tsarist Russian officer standing at attention opposite was shocked when he heard that the "Qing commander" was speaking Russian! Not to mention him, Alessandrov and others who were walking towards the tent were also shocked.

"Your Excellency is right. The winner has this power. Let's get to know each other. I am Alessandrov." Alessandrov, wearing a triangular hat, walked up and said bitterly. Then he stood attentively with his feet together and nodded slightly to Zhao Xin. Then he began to look at the "Qing Commander-in-Chief" sitting opposite him.

Well, he has a firm look, tall and thin body, and his short hair that is about a long position looks very capable... Slowly!

Alessandrov suddenly realized that Zhao Xin had short hair with buzz cuts and no braids like those of the Qing people. He was stunned and thought to himself that I had braids. As an officer of the Qing Empire, you don’t have braids?!

"Is it because the customs of the Qing people changed again?" Alessandrov believed that he had made a major discovery, which might change the dressing customs of men in Europe.

Yes, from 1670 to 1790, for about 120 years, the entire European army, including the upper class, was dragged with a braid behind the head, whether it was real hair or wig. Although the hairstyles vary greatly and there was no habit of shaving the sideburns and foreheads, they were just learning from the Qing Dynasty people!

(Are you surprised or surprised? Don’t scold the braid all day long, it has led the entire European hairstyle for more than a hundred years.)

Starting from the ninth year of Kangxi, when Europeans and missionaries who came to China to do business discovered that the old empire had returned to a peaceful and harmonious life, they noticed that Chinese men seemed to have changed their hairstyle overnight, with a braid behind their heads.

This is so great!

So when King Louis XIII of France learned about it, he immediately began to learn that all wigs must have braids. As the most advanced civilized country in Europe, France must be in line with the most advanced and powerful Oriental civilization, and there is no doubt!

It is precisely because of this that the custom of braids quickly spread from the French palace to the upper class of European countries, and later became popular in the army.

But for many ordinary soldiers, silver-white wigs with braids are an expensive luxury, which is the privilege of the upper class nobles; but ordinary soldiers also have natural advantages. Syphilis, a disease that is spread in the upper class, is not their turn, so they have no baldness. So the soldiers learned from the officers and nobles and braided a braid that was longer than them.

For a full 120 years, European countries were all braided soldiers, and they did not need to quotation marks at all. Later, after it became popular in Eastern Europe, those nations who liked to keep their temples even braided their two temples into three strands.

It was not until the demise of wigs in the 19th century and the changes in the mode of war that the European braided army withdrew from the stage of history and remained only in certain oil paintings.

Zhao Xin saw a group of Tsarist Russian officers staring at his head in a daze. After thinking for a while, he realized that it was his lack of braids that caused speculation. He was still sitting on the chair, looking up at Alessandrov's eyes, and said word by word: "Get acquaintance. My surname is Zhao, and I am now the commander-in-chief of the North Navy. You can call me Your Highness."
Chapter completed!