At the end of the 19th century, the mainstream political system in human society was of course monarchy or empire. Whether in Europe or Asia, almost all countries had kings and emperors. At that time, people had not yet popularized the idea of equality, and the concept of hierarchy was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Tsarist Russia was also an imperial country, and Andreev also had absolute respect for the Tsar in his heart. So the emperor of the ancient Qing Empire, who sympathized with this, was naturally an unreachable mountain in his heart.
"Andreev, the battalion commander of the Far Eastern Army of the Tsarist Empire, pays homage to His Majesty..." When you see the emperor, you have to kneel down. This is the rule, but Andreev knelt down on one knee instead of on both knees. But in this situation, he can Kneeling down is enough. Andreev's psychological disadvantage has already been formed during the negotiation.
Xiang Ying, who was watching from behind the crowd, shook his head helplessly, "With the power of the prime minister, he can only get a salute, but Zai Chun can make the Rakshasa ghost kneel down and salute just by relying on that piece of skin. What the hell is that?" Reason..."
Time was running out, and Xiao Letian had no time to pay attention to Xiang Ying's nagging. He said to Andreev, "Tell me why you're here! If I hadn't seen civilians on your sampan, I wouldn't have let you on board!" Now that the war has entered its final stage, don't you think you are here a bit redundant?"
Andreev stood up from the ground and nodded helplessly, "Yes, Prime Minister, I am indeed late, but my inner conscience still forces me to see you... Let's get straight to the point, I am willing to surrender to you, my request There is only one hope that the Prime Minister can protect the lives and property of prisoners and citizens!"
"Hahaha..." Before Xiao Letian could speak, Xiang Ying and the surrounding naval officers and soldiers all laughed wildly. "Surrender? Negotiate? Do you still want the safety of life and property?"
Jin Sanshun, the chief of staff of the Zhiyuan, almost burst out of laughter. "Hahaha... Is your property safe? Let me ask you, what property do you have? Everything in this city, everything you own, is not plundered." Obtained from the survivors of the Far East? Now you tell us that the property is safe?"
"As for life safety, it is even more ridiculous. When have you ever protected the lives of our Far East survivors? And who of you has ever protected the lives of ethnic minorities who were born and raised here?"
"The corpses of the Qingdao Gold Mine are not yet cold. The innocent souls slaughtered by you are still watching in the sky. How dare you talk about the safety of life? Do you deserve it... If it was yesterday, before we started the war, if you could come here We may pay attention to the negotiation, but now..."
"The whole city is about to be liberated. What are you talking about about safety at this time? We will guarantee it! You are a fool to guarantee it..."
With a bang, all the sailors around laughed.
Andreev's face was purple and red. He had never suffered such humiliation in his life. He wanted to explode. He wanted to punch the fat man hard and break his face.
But looking at the frightened citizen representatives around him, he finally endured it. Gritting his steel teeth, the big Nordic man lowered his head, "I'm sorry, I'm not the commander-in-chief of the war. I'm just the commander of a vanguard battalion. I can't make the final decision on strategic matters..."
"Wait a minute..." Xiao Letian's eyes suddenly lit up. "What did you say? You can't make the decision. What does that mean? Didn't you get Diyachenko's authorization? Did you negotiate on your own initiative?"
There was a buzz, and everyone around was stunned. Even the CIA director Wang Huaiyuan frowned: "Nonsense! Prime Minister, put him in the dungeon. This is really wasting our time. Without Diyachenko and Ai Torin's authorization, what kind of bullshit power does his little battalion commander have to negotiate! What a waste of time..."
The soldier next to him shook his rifle and pointed his bright bayonet at Andreev. "Let's go, be honest!"
Xiao Letian suddenly stretched out his hand to stop everyone. At this time, Xiao Letian's eyes showed a hint of excitement, very, very excited.
"Andreev is... nicknamed Man-Bear, the commander of the vanguard battalion in the Russian army in the Far East. His reputation is second only to Diyachenko and Aitorin... My intelligence system has your name, and your There’s a lot of information!”
"You are a descendant of a declining aristocratic family in Moscow. You are extremely stubborn. Otherwise, with your lowest ability, you should be a division commander... Am I right? It's pitiful. You have been in the army for twenty years and now you are just a battalion commander..."
Andreev's face suddenly turned red. "Prime Minister... Prime Minister! We did fail, but I will not accept your insult..."
"No, no, no, I'm not insulting you. On the contrary, I admire you very much... Let me guess the purpose of your visit!" Xiao Letian paced the deck with his hands behind his back.
"Now that the defeat of the city of Vladivostok has been determined, your organizational structure may have been disrupted. Can't you find your superiors? Some died in the battle, some escaped, and some were hiding... Oh, I know Diyachenko He and Aitorin are hiding on the Ariut, have they lost control of the battlefield?"
"The soldiers cannot find generals, and the generals cannot find soldiers. Your organization has been completely disrupted. You know very well that no one can count on you now! But you still have a little bit of kindness and responsibility in your heart. You have met These fearful citizens, they beg for your protection, right?”
"But you have no way to protect them with force. You have no choice but to come to me to try your luck, hoping that I am a kind person...or that a gentleman can be bullied, in case I am pedantic. Where are you idiot? You just got lucky..."
"Hahaha, in the eyes of you Europeans, aren't Chinese intellectuals just idiots who can be kidnapped by morality? As long as you wear more high hats, you will naturally get benefits..."
Andreev's face turned red when he was told that, and he stamped his foot one last time, "Okay, even if you are right, there will be no negotiation if we don't negotiate! You can kill or chop as you please! I am a warrior, and I will die if I die." ...I just hope you can give these people a chance to live and stop massacring the city! Although they are guilty, they are always ready to die!"
"A massacre of the city?" The smile on Xiao Letian's face froze. "Did a massacre of the city occur?"
The Zhiyuan was on the sea and could only watch the general evolution of the battle situation. The limited intelligence transmission would not report such trivial matters as the murder of women and children by Fuso warriors. It was common for civilians to be killed in war.
But unconscious accidental injuries and conscious massacres are completely different concepts. Xiao Letian is not pedantic. He knows that accidental injuries are inevitable, but conscious massacres are even more intolerable to him.
"No wonder the firefighting line was deadlocked at the four-kilometer protrusion after early morning. No wonder your Tsarist Russian army launched several counterattacks at that time... So that's the reason!"
Xiao Letian fell into deep thinking.
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