mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 1145 Let Him Kneel Forever
Lubin Mansion.

Yao Jia and Zhang Shouzeng were excited and expectant.

Zhang Shouzeng's hands were shaking with excitement: "Shijie, do you think they will fulfill their promise?"

Yao Jia said firmly, "Yes. Their fight is not over yet, they are short of food and clothing and still need our help. Our masters have destroyed too many of their manpower in Europe, both openly and secretly. After the fight, they will be even weaker."

Zhao Chuanxin did many things in Europe under the pretext of targeting Nicholas II.

“What if they don’t return it?”

"If they don't obey, take their food, take their guns, cut off their railway, and let William drag them to death."

This may sound incredible, but it's actually just a drizzle.

Next year, the one in the north will castrate himself in the Baltic territories.

The attack would be much more ruthless than it is now.

If it had not been cut off, the struggle in later generations might not have happened.

Yao Jia sneered: "We have helped them so much, but if we still haggle over this little bit of meat, our master will probably go crazy. Now he has gone crazy, and even his eldest daughter may not be able to persuade him to stop..."

The North didn't keep the two waiting too long.

In about a week, the far north announced itself to the world.

How did Zhao Chuanxin do it?

Newspapers all over the world were reporting on the story.

"Shuntian Times": Zhao Chuanxin, the pillar of the country!

"Republic Daily": Zhao Chuanxin alone is worth a million troops, and his achievement of recovery is enough to bring glory to the world!
The warlords continued to create chaos and make life miserable for the people. They were shocked, but they were not touched, as if the two sides were from two different worlds.

Peasants in various places continued to revolt.

Some can't survive.

Some people, seeing the warlords dressed in fine clothes and riding fine horses, can't help but be eager to try - they can replace them.

Look at Zhao Chuanxin again. He doesn’t fight or compete internally, but only works hard outside.

……

Time flies and it is already the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.

Despite repeated suppression efforts by Lubin Prefecture and Lugang Town, a large number of people still poured in.

The poor want to settle down here, and the rich come here to settle down.

There are also some individuals who made their fortunes through fighting and are thinking about buying real estate in both places.

Nowadays, misfortunes can happen at any time. Who knows which will come first, tomorrow or an accident?

If there is a disaster, we can take refuge in these two places.

After all, it is absolutely safe there and no one dares to mess with it.

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month this year, Zhao Chuanxin gathered all seven dragon balls: Zhao Lingjun, Zhao Zhengze, Zhao Nianzhen, Zhao Songzhen, Yao Bing, Benjamin Goldberg, and Jiang Mingxin.

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands in his pockets and watched from the side.

The children worked together to hold up the lantern pole.

"Hey yo..."

"Try harder..."

"You're lazy!"

There was a lot of noise and the lantern poles were put up.

At this time, a car passed slowly outside the yard.

Suddenly, the car window opened, a head popped out, and smiled at Zhao Chuanxin: "Hello, General Zhao, I..."

Zhao Chuanxin said with a thunderous tongue: "Get lost!"

The man retracted his head in annoyance, rolled up the car window and left.

Jiang Mingxin said: "Master, I have seen that man in the newspaper. I forgot his name. He is a warlord."

Zhao Chuanxin touched her head and said nothing.

Jiang Mingxin felt a little embarrassed.

She really is a grown-up girl now.

After erecting the lantern poles, Zhao Chuanxin took them back to knead the dough and asked them to steam buns.

This used to be his job.

After the steamed buns were out of the pot and they finished their meal, Zhao Chuanxin called them to the study.

The seven people sat upright.

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands on his knees and said expressionlessly: "I have asked Li Guangzong to set up a fund for you. It will take several years to sort it out."

Everyone was surprised; they didn't expect Zhao Chuanxin to talk about this.

Zhao Lingjun was the most noisy, shouting, "Dad, I don't need it, it's not a big deal..."

"Shut up."

Zhao Lingjun smiled awkwardly.

She is the only one among the children who dares to go against Zhao Chuanxin, but she also has to be sensible.

Zhao Chuanxin continued, "I own shares in many companies in Asia, Europe, America and Australia. I selected them carefully at the beginning, and I didn't lose much, but I made incredible profits.

I will have Li Guangzong and Freddy Pavitt sell and consolidate these shares gradually within three years after the end of the European war.

There are many people who follow me, and after deducting the share I give to them, the remaining money from the sale will be given to you."

The reason for selling it three years after the end of World War I was that according to the original trajectory, the global economic depression would occur in 1929.

Very miserable.

He disrupted the European battlefield and broke the original pattern. Now more people have died. Who knows what the future will be like?
It’s better to deploy in advance.

Jiang Mingxin was surprised and blurted out: "Big brother, am I included in this?"

I regretted it after saying it.

This is a bit sensitive.

Zhao Chuanxin was happy: "You must have one."

Jiang Mingxin and Zhao Zhongyi are engaged.

Zhao Zhongyi is Zhao Chuanxin’s great-grandfather.

Good things should not flow into other people's fields.

Jiang Mingxin was so moved that his eyes turned red.

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette, took out a stack of documents and handed them to them one by one.

The youngest, Zhao Songzhen, started studying late, couldn’t understand, and just blinked foolishly.

The rest are different.

Yao Bing gasped.

He had only seen such a large figure in the annual income bulletin of Lubin Prefecture.

Zhao Zhengze's eyes rolled around, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Zhao Lingjun wanted to look at his file, but Zhao Zhengze closed it immediately and looked at his sister warily: "Sister, what do you want to do?"

Zhao Lingjun rolled his eyes: "Look at your stingy character, who would care about you?"

Zhao Chuanxin laughed, and laughed happily.

He said: "No one should fight or snatch. Whatever is given is enough. You can't snatch it away even if you fight for it."

No one spoke.

The most indifferent person here is Benjamin Goldberg.

This kid is worth a lot of money, even Zhao Chuanxin doesn't know how much money he has.

Just this year, Benjamin killed a local warlord named Zhang Shizhen at the request of the people in the Northwest.

He also warned Ma Qi to be more restrained in his actions.

Ma Qi was indignant and clashed with Benjamin's Northwest Army.

Benjamin's troops, led by Bai Lang, beat Ma Qi so badly that he was at a loss. Finally, he begged for mercy and Benjamin let him go.

This incident caused a sensation.

No one knew that the most powerful warlord had quietly emerged in the Northwest, and he was a foreigner.

Later, everyone heard that this foreigner was more Chinese than the Chinese. His entire family was in China. His father was a banker and his mother was a singer.

He speaks with a strong flavor of corn, and is Zhao Chuanxin's eldest disciple.

Not only can he fight, but he is also proficient in several languages, good at chemistry and biology, and has some knowledge of firearms and electricity. What's more, this kid is a millionaire at such a young age.

People are more infuriating than people.

Fortunately, Benjamin, like Zhao Chuanxin, never gets involved in infighting.

Seeing that they were fine, Zhao Chuanxin said, "The documents are just copies, you can spend them as you please. But as for the money, I will only give it once. Okay, everyone go out, Jiang Mingxin stay."

Jiang Mingxin is very beautiful, but she is even more harmful to the country and the people than her mother.

But she had not her mother's charm.

She smiled like a flower: "Big brother, what's the matter?"

"I heard that you and Zhao Hongzhi are engaged?"

Jiang Mingxin's face changed slightly. She was worried that Zhao Chuanxin would not agree to this marriage.

"Big brother, I..."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said, "It would be best if you get married in half a year. Having children later will be good for your health."

Jiang Mingxin blushed.

She suddenly thought of something: "Master, the magic lamp you gave me back then was a lie, right? All my wishes were actually fulfilled by you."

Zhao Chuanxin's smile froze: "Ah, time flies so fast. In a blink of an eye, I can't deceive you anymore."

He felt very uncomfortable.

How he wished they could remain children forever.

Jiang Mingxin's eyes turned red again: "Big brother, only after I grew up did I understand your good intentions. Thank you, big brother."

Zhao Chuanxin stood up, held her head, and kissed the top of her head, just like when they were little: "Go out and play."

Jiang Mingxin hurriedly got up and ran out, tears streaming down his face as he left the house.

She didn't know why she wanted to cry.

Her own father wasn't as nice to her as Zhao Chuanxin.

In another family, after Zhao Zhengze was born, Jiang Mingxin might have become a bullied child.

But she had a happy childhood, and when she grew up, she actually got a share of Zhao Chuanxin's property.

Zhao Chuanxin never scolded her even once.

But Zhao Zhengze was the one who got beaten.

Zhao Zhengze took his two younger sisters out to play with their friends nearby.

Benjamin Goldberg played mahjong with Zhao Lingjun, Yao Bing and Jiang Mingxin.

They are all grown up and enjoy adult games.

Benjamin Goldberg and Zhao Lingjun are like two foxes, one big and one small.

Zhao Lingjun knew exactly what cards Benjamin had.

Benjamin knew exactly what cards Zhao Lingjun had won.

Yao Bing and Jiang Mingxin are just supporting roles.

But they don't even realize it.

For example, Benjamin knew that Zhao Lingjun was very powerful, so he deliberately let Yao Bing take advantage of him.

Yao Bing seemed to be very happy.

Zhao Lingjun knew that Benjamin was a big shot, so he deliberately gave Jiang Mingxin a chance.

Jiang Mingxin was very happy.

Two little fools.

Benjamin and Zhao Ling both found that they could not beat the other in card memorization and calculation, so they began to use words to interfere with Jiang Mingxin and Yao Bing, trying every means to make them play the cards they wanted.

The scene at the poker table was more chaotic and intense than that on the European battlefield.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at it a few times and shook his head.

Previously, Zhao Chuanxin said that he would not leave any inheritance to the child who inherited the throne.

But in the end, he still left a share of the fund for Zhao Jinxiu in case of any unexpected changes in the future.

Zhao Shanhe’s portion was also ready.

……

mid-December.

Zhang Xunchen entered Hunan.

Zhang Xunchen had never experienced this before, and was quite excited and curious about ceding land to become a king.

As soon as he entered Hunan and Kanjiang, he began to commit sins.

Zhang Xunchen told his people: "If the knife is not sealed for three days, you can take it at will."

His beggar team had never experienced this either.

Burning, killing, robbing, raping, and pillaging...

They did all the bad things they could.

The team led by Zhang Dazhong, Zhang Xinqi's godson, committed the worst crimes.

Whenever Zhang Xunchen arrived at a place, he would select beautiful women to sleep with him, and his soldiers did the same.

As a result, local women fled into the mountains, and some committed suicide by drowning after being insulted.

Buying goods without paying, watching a play without buying a ticket, riding a bus without paying, borrowing things without returning them...

The local people risked their lives to send a telegram to Lubin Prefecture.

There is really no other way. I can't survive anymore.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't remember this incident, and he was shocked when Cui Fenghua gave him the telegram.

He, Zhao Chuanxin, also committed all kinds of evil, but he only targeted foreigners.

Have you ever seen compatriots treated like this?
The other warlords at least had some dignity, but Zhang Xunchen had lost all his dignity.

after one day.

Kanjiang.

A team appeared on the street.

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The team wore black helmets, masks, and their combat uniforms were fitted and sharp.

Ares M1907, Lugang M1907, and Winchester M1897 are all ready and loaded with live ammunition.

Behind him, a tall, bald man with a full beard appeared.

This team is naturally an insurance team.

The last person to appear was Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin said to Zhao Defu, "Divide into two teams and start along the east and south streets. I will be in the middle. Kill without mercy! We will meet one kilometer away."

Zhao Defu has been in the army for several years. He is very strong-willed and has now become a top soldier.

After Zhao Chuanxin finished speaking, he took out the Abyss M1913 and flashed forward.

Zhao Defu made a few gestures, and the two teams dispersed silently.

Chug tug tug…

Chug tug tug…

Boom, boom, boom...

From time to time, the sounds of submachine guns, shotguns and grenade explosions were heard.

There were also people screaming, cursing, begging for mercy and crying.

The people were stunned.

Where did this troop come from?
It seems like they are specifically trying to capture Zhang Xunchen’s soldiers and kill them!

Zhao Chuanxin was only one person, but his advancement speed was faster than two teams of hundreds of people.

Star and Moon detected, and killed Zhao Chuanxin as soon as he entered the house.

Zhang Xunchen's soldiers were everywhere in the city.

All Zhao Chuanxin had to do was pull the trigger.

Choo Choo Choo.

dead.

Choo Choo Choo.

dead.

Kill all the way and push forward.

Some soldiers fell in a pool of blood before they could even pull up their trousers.

Then he was stabbed several times by the woman in the house with a pair of scissors.

Five streets away, Zhao Chuanxin stood in the middle of the street waiting.

Half an hour later, Zhao Defu and others arrived one after another.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "The seriously injured should be taken to civilian houses for treatment, and the slightly injured should not leave the front line. Follow me."

As Zhao Chuanxin walked, he made tactical gestures within the Lugang Town Insurance Team.

"There are two people in the house on the left."

"There are three people in the clothing store on the right."

"The restaurant on the left, fifteen people inside."

"There's a person in the house on the right."

Chug tug tug…

Boom, boom...

One street back.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the ammunition box from the secret space: "Refill the ammunition."

"Yes."

The killing efficiency is ridiculously high.

Where have the people of Kanjiang ever seen this?

They are afraid of soldiers.

Soldiers are worse than bandits.

However, this team ignored the common people and only targeted Zhang Xun and Chen's soldiers. They did not hand over the spoils after killing them. Even if silver dollars dropped, they would not even look at them, but would turn around and leave, seizing the time to join forces outside.

Gradually, some people became braver and followed behind.

In front, Zhang Xunchen's soldiers heard the news and wanted to defend the civilian houses.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the launcher and carried it on his shoulder, and a cruise missile flew over.

boom……

Zhao Chuanxin gestured to move forward, and the insurance team rushed forward.

Chug tug tug…

Soon, Zhao Defu caught Zhang Dazhong.

Zhang Dazhong's clothes were disheveled, his cheeks were red and swollen, and blood was coming out of his mouth and nose. It was obvious that he had been beaten a lot.

The two members of the insurance team dragged Zhang Dazhong over like a dead dog and threw him in front of Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin squatted down.

Zhang Dazhong was still shouting: "Just wait, no matter who you are, just wait, Grandpa will not let you go..."

A finger stroked across Zhang Dazhong's cheek, and a piece of flesh was picked off.

"what……"

Zhao Chuanxin stood up and said to the people behind him: "I am Zhao Chuanxin. This man is called Zhang Dazhong. Come on, each of you take a knife and cut him. It is best not to put down the knife for three days."

The people had already made some speculations before, and after hearing what Zhao Chuanxin said, they were finally shocked.

"General Zhao is here to rescue us..."

"The people of Kanjiang are saved..."

No wonder this group of people killed people so efficiently.

Looking across the country, only the Lugang Town Insurance Team has this strength.

Zhang Dazhong lying on the ground looked as pale as death.

He trembled and struggled, "Zhao, General Zhao, I have no grudge against you..."

Zhao Chuanxin turned and left.

This time it was the turn of the surrounding people to transform into wild beasts and surround Zhang Dazhong.

Zhang Dazhong shouted: "Don't come over here..."

"what……"

With the help of the common people, Zhao Chuanxin soon found where Zhang Xunchen was.

Zhang Xun and Chen received the news in advance and were on high alert.

"General Zhao, our governor said that we have no grudges against each other, so why should we fight? Our governor is willing to offer 10,000 dollars..."

Zhao Chuanxin twisted his neck and raised his hand: "Step back."

Zhao Defu hurriedly led his men to retreat.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the Hope missile launchers and placed them in a row on the ground.

Search swish swish swish...

Boom boom boom boom...

No artillery can be so accurate, I only hope missiles can!

There are two types of Hope missiles, one is called the technology-support type, which is specially built for the European battlefield.

The other type is a special model for Zhao Chuanxin, which is operated by Xingyue throughout the entire process and has a true vision crystal navigation system installed in the front.

It can be said that the missile has eyes and it focuses on the target!
Didn't run!

Zhao Chuanxin took out a chair and said, "Go and bring Zhang Xunchen to me."

Zhao Chuanxin just fired a round of fragmentation missiles, killing most of the defenders, and Zhao Defu and his men went to finish off the defenders.

In less than twenty minutes, Zhang Xunchen was dragged over like a dead dog.

Zhang Xunchen is easy to recognize. He has a dark, square face and a sleazy look like a villain who has succeeded.

"Zhao Tan Gong, please let me go. I can give you silver. I have money..."

Zhao Chuanxin just glanced at him and Zhang Xunchen couldn't continue speaking.

The murderous aura from this man was so strong that it made Zhang Xunchen breathless.

Only then did he realize what fear was.

"Please spare my life..."

Zhang Xunchen started crying and snotting.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a cigarette and lit it: "How about this, I'll peel off your skin, but as long as you can survive, I will definitely let you go. Keep your word."

"Ah?" Zhang Xunchen was so scared that he shit and peed at the same time.

Rumor has it that Zhao Chuanxin has a variety of ways to kill people, and he always keeps his word.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up: "Come on, help him up for me, have more people hold him, people are very strong when they are trying to survive."

Several members of the insurance team helped the limp Zhang Xunchen up.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the elf carving knife.

He flexed his wrists and grabbed Zhang Xunchen's hair.

laugh……

"Ow..."

The members of the insurance team all turned their heads away, unable to watch the scene.

They are just standard killing machines, killing people and stamping their heads on the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin tilted his head, as if to avoid the smoke from his eyes, or as if he was looking at his carefully crafted work.

laugh……

"what……"

laugh……

"Ow..."

Zhao Chuanxin moved quickly.

Zhang Xunchen is not dead yet.

He couldn't roar anymore.

My throat is damaged.

Zhao Chuanxin used Lord Runzhi's greetings to wash away all kinds of things.

Afterwards he put the things away and said, "Zhao is as good as his word. Congratulations, you are free now."

Zhao Chuanxin led the team away.

The streets of Kanjiang were deserted, and countless people stood on the streets watching Zhao Chuanxin and his group.

Zhao Chuanxin came to the center of the field and asked, "Is there a leatherworker here?"

Someone stood up and said, "General Zhao, I am a leatherworker and have been doing this for more than ten years."

Zhao Chuanxin handed him a lump of stuff and said, "Make this nitrate well, don't break it."

The cobbler didn't know what it was at first, so he picked it up and took a closer look: "Ah..."

He almost fainted from fright.

Zhao Chuanxin frowned.

He went to the house next door, took down some wood, and left a dollar as compensation.

He took out the Elf Carving Knife, put on sunglasses and said to Xingyue: "Give me Zhang Xunchen's facial features, body shape and height."

Then start carving.

Soon, Zhang Xunchen's face appeared on the wood.

Then he carved the torso and limbs.

Because the wood was not thick enough, he used mortise and tenon joints to connect them.

Finally, the picture of Zhang Xunchen kneeling on the ground was formed.

The whole audience just watched him perform his talent quietly.

Zhao Chuanxin threw the wooden sculpture on the ground and said, "After the leather is nitrated, put it on. Let the warlords who come here in the future see what happened to Zhang Xunchen."

(End of this chapter)