A dead soldier naturally has the consciousness of a dead soldier. Among the more than a hundred secret camp soldiers hiding in six underground bunkers, no one spoke, let alone shouted slogans praising Chitose!
These people just drank the spicy wine in silence, with a look of farewell in their eyes. There was no fear, only a strong murderous intention!
Prince Gong and his son passed through the narrow tunnel and toasted the dead soldiers one by one in the bunkers. Behind them, officers such as Oratu and Shedovan also delivered gifts one after another to the hands of these people who were about to die. !
It's not gold or silver, it's just a letter from home. Even the captured Cossack warriors received this unexpected gift!
"Ivan... take it and take a closer look at your wife and children. The prince has not broken his promise. The money you paid for your life has been sent through the caravan on the grassland..."
The Cossacks were originally a nomadic people on the grasslands of Central Asia. It was only after the conquest of Tsarist Russia that they gradually settled down!
The strong warrior put down the wine bowl and tore open the envelope. Inside was a blurry photo, but no matter how blurry the person inside was, he would never forget it!
On the quiet bank of the Don River, with the endless birch forest in the distance, my favorite wife stood in front of the wooden house! Yes, she is no longer beautiful. Her waist is not as slender as when she was young, and her face has the fine lines worn by life!
But she was smiling, really smiling, and the strong little boy beside her was also laughing. They knew that this photo was for their father whom they had not seen for many years!
Gently touching his wife and children in the photo with his fingers, the dead soldier showed a happy smile. The French instructor Xie Dovan said with emotion, "Five acres of land... The prince did not give your family too much. You have to know that in your hometown, there is no It’s hard for a man’s family to protect their wealth!”
"If I give you too much land, you will definitely be coveted by bad guys! I also gave your wife fifty gold coins. I believe this money is enough for your children to study in Moscow!"
"Perhaps in another ten years, he won't have to follow your old path, go to war and work hard, be resold again and again as a prisoner, and finally become a miserable father who uses his life to earn the last piece of bread for his children!"
"Go to hell! Your death is meaningful!"
Ivan closed his eyes and forced himself to hold back the excitement in his heart. He stepped forward and knelt in front of Prince Gong, humbly kneeling to the ground using the etiquette of the Qing Dynasty!
With just one head, his life has already been lost to hell!
Without waiting for anyone to make any arrangements, Ivan went to the corner, picked up a carefully sewn bulging vest and put it on himself!
The moment the vest was put on, people seemed to have seen an evil spirit possessing them!
Yi Xin gritted his teeth and said, "I will never treat your descendants badly! Please feel free to go on your journey, as long as I can sit in that seat! I swear to God that I will give the families of all the deceased people a better future!" "
"Enjoy your journey!" With the dignity of a prince, Yixin clasped his fists in salute and bowed to the Cossack prisoner who was wearing a death vest!
Even the Cossacks in the distant Don River Plain received gold coins, which shows how much effort Prince Gong spent in maintaining this secret camp! The cost of raising a dead person has always been extremely high. It is really not easy to make a person willing to die for you!
Among the remaining dead soldiers there are some ronin from Fuso, the down-and-out Hwarang from North Korea, the wild Jurchens from the white mountains and black waters, and the criminal herdsmen from the Mongolian grasslands!
Including some of the criminal thieves who committed the most heinous crimes in the Central Plains!
Except for a few dead soldiers who no longer have family members, the remaining ones still have some family affection in this world!
No matter how heartless they are, they still show some humanity when facing family affection. Anyway, their lives have been rotted into the mud, and they can never stand up again, so it doesn't matter how they die!
Being a death warrior for Prince Gong, at least those who have a little bit of blood connection with him in the world can still get a little benefit!
It’s worth it too!
Yi Xin went from bunker to bunker to toast and encourage these people, but why did these people need him to encourage them? They had long considered death as simple as eating and drinking!
On the contrary, Zaicheng was young and had never really experienced such a scene. The excitement of assassinating the emperor made his legs shake. "Amma... can we make it? Zaicheng has experienced many assassinations before, and none of them died... …”
"What if the ancestor really has a spirit or something, and we can't save him from death, but we will be in trouble if we are exposed..."
"Shut up! How long have you dared to mess with our military morale?" Guiziliu scolded his son in a low voice, and took him out of the bunker and back to the thatched hut on the ground that was on duty to guard the forage field!
With a snap, Guiziliu turned around and slapped him in the face, "I managed to raise these dead soldiers with great difficulty, and you dare to lose heart? You really can't help me!"
"Why are your legs shaking? What are you afraid of? Since you were born into the Aisin Gioro family, you must have this awareness!"
"What kind of bullshit does the holy emperor have the help of hundreds of spirits, and what kind of fate does he have? It's all fart! That's all what we used to fool the people!"
"After you become the emperor, all the shitty things you did before will be forgotten by others. Even if they still remember, there will be people who will pamper you!"
"Zai Chun survived several assassinations before, but he was just lucky and took adequate precautions! He has nothing to do with any ghosts or gods!"
"Remember you, remember it forever!"
Zai Cheng covered his face and didn't dare to refute but just nodded. Yi Xin sighed and patted his son on the shoulder, "You think I'm not nervous? In fact, it's all the same. Everyone has nervousness, anxiety, and fear! But you have to be calm!"
"Amma, let me tell you a true story! That was when Amma was a prince. He didn't open a mansion to live by himself. He lived in my elder brother's residence in the Forbidden City and studied in the upper study room!"
"I remember it very clearly. I was only five years old at that time! The eunuch who has been serving me closely is called Liu'er! In fact, he is also a half-grown eunuch. A young eunuch who is fifteen or sixteen years old serves me personally, a five-year-old prince!"
"At that time, I loved to tease him. I would spit on his food and sprinkle sand on his food. When he was walking, I would ambush him in the corner and sneak up on him, so I could pull his pigtails and make him kowtow..."
Unknowingly, Yi Xin's eyes seemed to be filled with tears, "Hey... Even if Liu'er is bullied by me, he still smiles and never dares to disobey me!"
"But I was young at that time and didn't like being controlled, so I just hated him telling me the rules. I hate all the rules!"
Note: The epidemic is very serious, brothers and sisters, please do not take it lightly! This year is not a last resort, no parties, no visits, no going to crowded places!
Remember to protect yourself, this epidemic is really serious!
Have a good rest at home and read a book if you have nothing to do!
Those who like tea drink tea, those who like wine drink! Watching the Hidden Dragon accompanied by fragrant tea and wine is absolutely refreshing. When you read about it and feel happy, you will be enlightened!
It’s better to have fun alone than to have fun with everyone. Share Hidden Dragon with your friends. Having a good book to accompany you during the terrible epidemic will make it feel special when you look back many years later!
