Song Yang looked at the Gullah King City more than 40 steps away with a surprised expression. Although it was not the first time he saw the city of the Yiren Kingdom, Song Yang still felt something strange when he saw the Gullah King City. .
The reason for the novelty is nothing more than the completely different architectural styles of Tsarist Russia and Dalong.
Looking at the city in front of him, which was not short but not majestic, Song Yang glanced at the five people of Jevs vaguely and muttered to himself, maybe the five people of Jevs were deceiving him as before.
Is a city of this size really the size that a king should have?
It seems to be inferior to the former capital of the Jin Kingdom, but the tall castles in their city look quite shocking. Although they are shrouded in snow, you can still vaguely see their outlines. .
Song Yang glanced at the Gullah King City shrouded in heavy snow and while he was thinking, Yevs turned over and dismounted and stopped in front of Song Yang's horse.
"Deputy Commander-in-Chief, we have arrived. This is our royal city of Grad in Tsarist Russia."
Song Yang nodded clearly, dismounted and walked towards the five people of Jevs with a vigilant mind.
"You go and shout to your robe guarding the city gate."
Yefus glanced at Song Yang expectantly again: "Deputy Commander-in-Chief, will you really give us our freedom after the Dragon Envoy meets our Majesty the Queen?"
Song Yang looked at the doubtful expressions of the five Jevs people, and nodded with a faint smile: "We, Dalong, always stick to our word, and since Mr. Liu said he would let you go and give you your freedom, he will never go back on his word.
Furthermore, we have come to have friendly relations with you, Tsarist Russia, by the holy order of His Majesty the Emperor. When we come to the territory of your Tsarist Russia, we naturally do not want to make enemies with you.
You can put your heart in your stomach, as long as we meet your Empress of Tsarist Russia, you will immediately regain your freedom and reunite with your family. "
The five Jevs glanced at each other and understood in their hearts that given the current situation of themselves and others, they had to choose to trust the deputy chief soldier of the Dragon Mission.
I hope the deputy commander of the Dragon Mission will not go back on his word.
The five people of Jevs communicated in a low voice for a moment in the words of Tsarist Russia. Finally, Jevs looked at Song Yang and nodded heavily, exhaled hot breath into the palm of his hand and walked towards the city gate more than forty steps away.
When Jevs was still more than twenty steps away from the city gate, a surprised shout suddenly came from the city wall.
"No one is allowed to approach the city gate. Please tell me who you are."
Song Yang was holding the brocade box in his hand with a solemn expression, when he heard a sudden cry of exclamation from the dim city wall, and his big hand subconsciously approached the sword at his waist.
"Menghanfu, what do those words said by the robe on your city gate mean?"
"Back to Deputy Chief Dalong, our city defenders are asking about Jevs's identity."
Although Song Yang's tense expression relaxed slightly, the big hand holding the sword near his waist remained motionless.
"Um."
A few dozen steps away, outside the city gate shrouded in wind and snow, there was a sound of conversation that confused Song Yang. In about half a stick of incense, Song Yang saw Yeves trotting towards him and others.
As Javes approached, Song Yang gradually saw the excited look on his face.
Song Yang understood in an instant that Yevs must have successfully negotiated with the garrison of the Royal City of Galle.
Sure enough, as soon as Jevs stopped in front of Song Yang and the others, he said excitedly: "Deputy General Song, I successfully negotiated with General Gogolov who was guarding the city. He asked us to wait outside the city. He Someone has been sent to the Klimt Palace to report the news of our arrival to my Majesty the Empress of Tsarist Russia."
Song Yang stared into Yefus's eyes. Knowing that Yefus was not lying, he smiled and nodded.
"Okay! Congratulations to you guys, you will be free soon.
As long as we, the Great Dragon, establish diplomatic and friendly relations with your Tsarist Russia, not only will you be free, but those of you who are good people living in our Great Dragon Kingdom should also be free.
Of course, what this general said is right. As for the final result, it depends on the choice of your Tsarist Empress.
This general cannot make the decision. The key depends on the attitude of your Queen of Tsarist Russia. "
The five Jeeves looked at Song Yang, who seemed to be courteous but actually exuded a rebellious temperament from the inside out and lowered his head in embarrassment.
If they hadn't been unable to defeat Song Yang, they would have really wanted to beat up Deputy Chief Dalong, who was older than them.
Song Yang looked at the appearance of the five people from Jevs and said nothing. He held the brocade box in his hand with a respectful expression, and quietly stared at the gate of King Geler City in the wind and snow, waiting.
The Klimt Palace in Tsarist Russia.
A young girl wearing a snow-white fur coat, with captivating light blue eyes, a beautiful face as cold as ice and a serious smile, fair skin, beautiful appearance and long legs, was adding chopped firewood to the fireplace with a sad look on her face.
Compared with Dalong's method of heating with a stove, Tsarist Russia's method of heating in the cold winter is somewhat unique.
The young girl watched the fire in the fireplace become strong again, then turned and walked towards the table and chairs behind her that were completely different from the big dragon.
This beautiful young girl is none other than Elizabeth Serena, the current queen of Tsarist Russia.
Elizabeth Serena did not inherit the throne from her father, but from her grandmother.
If Dalong's civil and military ministers and the Confucian school knew of such an inheritance method that was contrary to the son's inheritance of the father's inheritance, they would definitely be shocked to the point of dropping their eyes.
After all, Dalong's customization has been hereditary since ancient times, and sons inherit their father's business, which follows the rules of general ethics.
For the king of a country to pass the throne to his granddaughter but not to his son, in Dalong's view of officials, it is a violation of rules and ethics.
Those who interfered with the affairs of the harem would have to be deposed from the throne, and if they exceeded the rules even a little bit, the civil and military memorials and remonstrances from the Manchu Dynasty would probably fly into the imperial study like snowflakes.
Elizabeth Serena sat on a chair that was completely different from the Dalong chair. She picked up the parchment on the table and looked at it casually for a moment before putting it down with a depressed look.
The reason why the little empress of Tsarist Russia was so depressed was nothing more than what was recorded on the parchment.
"Report to the Queen, the Imperial Minister Mr. Wu Lining is asking for an audience outside the palace. He said that he has something very urgent and needs to see you immediately."
Elizabeth Serena's beautiful face, which was already full of sorrow, heard the words of the palace maid, and her beauty couldn't help but frown, and her light blue pupils narrowed slightly.
"Nina, did Urinen say why he came to the palace to see the emperor?"
"Back to Her Majesty the Queen, Lord Wu Linen did not tell the slave what the urgent matter was. He only said that he had something urgent to do and asked to see you."
Elizabeth Serena looked at the confused expression on the palace maid Nina's face, gently tapped the table and muttered a few words.
"Could it be that the common people have gathered together again to ask the emperor for their sons or men who were captured by the so-called Great Dragon Kingdom?
What should I do if this is the case? The emperor simply cannot devote so many troops to rescue the soldiers captured by the dragon. "
Elizabeth Serena muttered to herself for a while, her depressed face became even more melancholy, and she whispered to the palace maid Nina standing aside: "Send Urinen in first."
"Yes, slave, please leave."
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