Ivan himself was a warrior, and the reason the Tsar appointed him as his special envoy was because of his recklessness, which he could use to anger Xiao Letian and find weaknesses in his opponent.
He was still a deputy envoy anyway, so even if something went wrong, he would just be the one to take the blame. In the end, all the responsibility would fall on him. Even cutting off his head would not harm the interests of the empire.
As long as you achieve your strategic goals, then another official will take action and send a casual apology letter, and the matter will be over... They are just a group of Chinese people, how can such a weak nation be able to What went wrong?
Even though Xiao Letian is one of the weirdos, he is still in Europe now, not in his home base of East Asia. Here you have to be coiled up for me if you are a dragon, and you have to lie down for me if you are a tiger. There is no place for you to run wild in Europe.
This was the mission of Montauban and Ivan, and of course the general strategy of the two emperors behind them.
Idiot Ivan is the scapegoat introduced under this strategy. To put it bluntly, he is a big-headed and brainless dead soldier, a river-crossing pawn who explores the path. How can such a person stand up to the enemy's provocation? The insult immediately became popular.
"Cowardly yellow man! How dare you insult the glory of the great Cossack, okay! I accept your challenge... What do you say?"
Hyōtaro smiled and said, "It's very simple. Whatever our young man does, you will do it... Now please take off your clothes until you look like our young man!"
"Take off... take off your clothes?" Ivan Xin asked what kind of trick this was, but before he could refute, two shirtless young men dragged him out of the team, regardless of whether he should be taken first or not. His suit was stripped off.
Ivan, who was dressed in black fur, really looked like a bear, and the ladies and ladies suddenly burst into laughter.
At the critical moment, Montauban still had to fulfill his obligations as an ally. Although he didn't know what the Chinese were going to do, he knew very well that Xiao Letian was going to do something bad again.
"Ivan, don't accept their challenge, you will fall into the trap..."
"Hey...what's going on? If he doesn't accept it, do you want to give it a try..." Hyoutaro took a step forward and stood between Montauban and Ivan.
"It's you who want to fight, and it's you who don't dare to accept the challenge. Don't forget that this is the temporary residence of our mission. According to diplomatic rules, this is our temporary territory until we leave!"
"We are the masters here, you have to do as you please, right?" At this point, Hyoutaro shouted without looking back, "Young men! Let's fight!"
"Yes! Sir! Let's fight..." More than fifty shirtless young men in fine clothes collectively roared in a long voice, which scared Ivan to the point of trembling.
Immediately afterwards, countless thick willow sticks were suddenly thrown in from the outside. The young men took two sticks in their hands and knocked them against each other.
Some people got whips more than two meters long, dark and made of iron!
"Ah! So it's cold weapon fighting? Xiao Letian, do you want to restore the game rules of the ancient Roman arena?" Benjamin shouted at that time.
"It's not fair. You have more than fifty people, and Deputy Ivan only has himself. How can he survive this? Barbaric, too barbaric!"
Many people present immediately joined in, but on the surface they said this game was barbaric, but the excitement in their eyes could not deceive anyone. Europeans inherited the cruel and bloodthirsty genes of the ancient Roman Empire deep in their blood, and they were ready to take action at this moment. Resurrected.
Little William and Little George clapped their hands excitedly, "Fighting, fighting, fighting!"
Ivan was also dumbfounded. He saw a group of Chinese soldiers holding murderous weapons gesticulating. He swallowed subconsciously and then shouted like a pig being slaughtered.
"It's not fair! Do you want one of fifty people to beat me? It's not fair..."
Hyōtaro rolled his eyes at him, "Idiot! Who said I want to fight with you? If we really fight, I will kill ten of you by myself... This is a game, you just do what they want!"
With that said, Noheita walked over, holding two thick wooden sticks under his left arm, and holding a rolled-up iron whip in his other hand. "Sir, please pick a weapon! Do you want a whip or a wooden stick?"
Ivan still didn't believe the Chinese. He looked at these murderous weapons and felt that there was going to be a fight. He looked at the rolled-up iron whip and said that this strange weapon is as difficult to operate as a chain hammer. I can't use.
Although wooden sticks are ordinary, they are better because of their simple operation. "I want wooden sticks, I want this pair of wooden sticks!"
After taking the stick, Ivan found that the two sticks were very strange. A small groove was dug out on the top of one stick, as if to hold something, while the other one was an ordinary solid wood with nothing. Surprisingly, you can even see the wood knobs on it.
He waved his hands and struck twice, and the wooden stick made a dull sound. It seemed that it was either empty or an ordinary wooden stick.
Just when Ivan was thinking wildly, Hyōtaro suddenly pushed him from behind and said, "Come in!" Ivan was caught off guard and was pushed to the side of the wooden frame, surrounded by Chinese soldiers who were watching eagerly.
"Ah!" Ivan was so frightened that he immediately assumed a defensive posture. One wooden stick was held flat in front of his chest in preparation for defense, while the other wooden stick was raised high, ready to attack the enemy at any time.
The soldiers around him looked at him like an idiot, and involuntarily took half a step back to make way for him.
"Come on! Who comes first! I am the warrior of the Tsar, I am the invincible Cossack! Even if you attack me in a group, I will not be afraid! You yellow-skinned monkeys, if you have the guts to fight one by one..."
Just when Ivan was roaring at the top of his lungs and about to die, he discovered that one of the soldiers holding an iron whip was shaking his hand like a whip, and the iron whip hit the air with a bang, making a dull sound.
Immediately afterwards, the soldiers holding willow sticks began to beat each other rhythmically, just like the tribesmen on the African grasslands were beating wooden drums, and a shocking melody began to sound.
"Is this about to start? Queen, please take a look, these Chinese are just going to fight in groups! They are so shameless..." Ivan's face turned pale with fright, and he even thought of asking the Queen for help.
Queen Victoria couldn't stand it any longer. She turned to Xiao Letian beside her and said, "Are you really going to prepare for a barbaric gladiatorial show? Remember, after all, Ivan said that Tsarist Russia's special envoy, if you dare to hurt him, it violates the principles of diplomacy." of……"
Xiao Letian quickly smiled and said, "No, queen, please rest assured, there is absolutely no fighting of any kind. This is just a game, a performance...a game show that only the brave can join in! Please see, the props here Isn’t it coming soon…”
While he was talking, four huge iron carts suddenly exited the surrounding area, with a burning charcoal stove on them. Two soldiers were pushing the carts, and a soldier was using a blower to blow air inside.
The flames that burned to a faint blue rushed out, burning the crucible on the stove red. People from far away could feel the heat wave coming towards their faces.
"God! What is this? Why is it so hot..."
