Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

The treasury was set ablaze for a full hour and a half. After that, smoke rose for another hour and a half before soldiers struggled to get close.

When the commander, EdStefanski, and Molière saw the miserable scene that was unfolding in the treasury, they could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Was it a person sitting cross-legged on the ground? His body was charred black and covered with a little bit of semi-melted gold. The golden color and the terrible black color formed a shocking contrast, and the burnt smell of human flesh filled the entire vault.

"The melting point of gold is 1064 degrees Celsius. The temperature created by burning oil can reach up to 1400 degrees Celsius, so of course gold can be melted, but …" Commander EdStefanski sighed with a face full of fear.

"But so what if the gold is burnt? Don't you Chinese have a proverb, true gold is not afraid of fire! No matter how much it melts and condenses, the gold is still gold! No matter what shape it has been destroyed into, gold will always be gold, can't it still be used? "

EdStefanski shook his head regretfully: "Truly a group of strange Chinese people, we are only here to seek for money, and have not killed many, why would they resist? In the end, they were able to resist, but the result was the same … Someone, search the treasury and take away all the gold! ""

The soldiers rushed into the vault and began to collect the half-melted gold on the ground with the engineers' shovels, bayonets, pickaxes, and other tools. Pieces of deformed gold stuck to the corpses of the dead were thrown into their pockets and transported out.

Very quickly, the secret passage was discovered, and the last efforts of the Chinese merchants were in vain. Russia sailors sneaked into the ocean to collect all the gold scattered in the crevices of the reef and transported them to the warship.

More and more native monkeys were gathered outside the bank. They brought the Russian soldier and broke open one house after another to loot the remaining wealth, and when the Russian Army on the ground realized that they no longer had a war to fight against, they cast their eyes towards the distant village that belonged to the Chinese.

Amidst the sounds of gunfire, one village after another was destroyed, the wealth that the Chinese had been struggling with was plundered, countless civilians were massacred, and countless Chinese citizens fled into the dense forest. It was unknown whether they were dead or alive, but the entire area of the Belait became hell on earth.

East of the Capital and the surrounding Kentun District had already sent a large number of soldiers to try and rescue Belait. However, they were just militia who had gone through simple training.

Luckily, the Russian did not have much time, and they were unable to loot more reclamation area, which allowed more Chinese to escape. Everyone looked at the burning Belait kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, they could no longer protect their land.

Half of Molière's face twisted into a grimace as he looked at the burnt corpse, but he did not say a single word as he stared at the gold stuck to the corpse. All the soldiers circled around him, and anyone could feel the abnormal aura being emitted by his body.

Everyone in the Expeditionary forces knew that the French Emperor had sent this half human, half ghost guy to help. Everyone knew that this guy's background was very deep.

If he wasn't a pervert, how could he have watched a corpse for more than an hour? Furthermore, he was motionless and expressionless. His eyeballs had not even moved.

Until the soldiers tried to pick up the gold plate from the corpse with the trowel, Molière suddenly said, "No! Do not move the gold on the body, let the gold stick to it... It looks good, didn't you notice? When gold and black are mixed together, it's actually this beautiful! "

"Dazzling gold and pitch-black corpses. This is simply heaven and hell appearing at the same time! Perfect... Let my aide-de-camp bring a camera, I want to record this beautiful work of art! "

What a freak! This was truly abnormal! The Russian soldier s turned and left. No one bothered with this madman, in any case they had already searched the treasury clean, there was not much difference.

When the commander of the Russian Army who was inspecting the battlefield heard about Molière, he frowned and spat fiercely, "Damned thing, you will go to hell, you pervert! "What a monster!"

When the commander walked to the entrance of Letian Bank, he discovered that Molière was controlling his subordinates to move the corpse that was covered in gold.

"Commander-in-Chief! I want to build a platform on the square, I want to make a statue of this body! "I want this piece of art to be passed down forever …"

"I want to let the entire Asia know the outcome of fighting against the Western Civilization! "That's death …"

EdStefanski waved his hand in disgust: "I can't be bothered with matters like these, right now I have a new discovery that I need you to take a look at, I want to hear your opinion on it … Prepare your war horses! "

The interest of the Russian Army wasn't over a corpse. Right now, the soldiers that left the city brought along unbelievable information. Five kilometers south of Belait City, there were actually big discoveries.