Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

"Mr. Andreev! Mr. Andreev? Andreev... " A series of hasty shouts interrupted Andreev's memories, causing him to turn his thoughts from the beautiful Ba La back to reality.

After resting for three days, Andreev had more or less brainwashed from Xiao Letian's plan to revive civilization, especially after seeing the few Grand Council s who were about to be completed.

The tall and majestic military council, the luxurious Consultation, the steady and heavy citizen council, as well as the exquisite and elegant Parliament of the nobility, not to mention the gigantic Lower House, these dazzling constructions had already revealed the political structure for the future balance of the Chinese race.

This attack was extremely shocking to Andreev. He finally let go of his arrogance and opened the Russian version of the Journey to the West, as well as the Chinese Statute Book of Xiao Letian.

The nobility system of the Sixth Viscount's Eighteenth Level, the system of promotion for citizens, commoners, and immigrants, as well as the political balance of the Upper Lower House … All of these exposed Xiao Letian's enormous ambition.

This was to give the Chinese race a strong and safe heart, especially with the two unique settings of the Consultation and the Scientific Council, it exposed Xiao Letian's future strategic plan.

This was how brainwashing was done. Andreev thought back to the chaotic social structure of his country, the corrupt and ineffective government institutions, the dilapidated city infrastructure, and the slow process of industrialization … The gap between each stage was like a hammer striking at Andreev's heart.

Europe's pride in facing Asia was completely crushed. Once arrogance and prejudice became self-deprecating, negotiations would then proceed.

The CIA had sent her best negotiating experts to negotiate with Andreev, and in the end, had persuaded Andreev to head north to the Amami Oshima to persuade those stubborn Russian soldier, especially Major Akson.

As they travelled north by boat, Andreev's mind wandered and he fell into a dilemma. Honestly speaking, he was unwilling to accept this mission, but everything that had upended his mind in the past few days reminded him that against such a prosperous Chinese, fighting back would only result in death.

Such a strong economy was still fighting on the doorsteps of their home, even if Sha Russia was strong, he would not take advantage of it, so how useful would Fajeev's reinforcements be? Fighting with such a colossus, even if it was successful at first, it would be continuously crushed by the Chinese unceasing release of power.

It would be better to kill fewer people. There was no need for them to persist in this war that was bound to end in failure.

On the way to the shore of the Strait, under the protection of a group of soldiers, Andreev walked closer to the Tangwan Mountain.

The field gun that was imported from the United States directly disembarked at the Amami Oshima, and was dragged along the mountain road by mules until they reached the ends of the mountain road. The closer they got to the Tangwan Mountain, the more chaotic the road became, the newly-built positions of the field gun soldiers were being reinforced, and all the cannons were being fixed in position, their muzzles aimed straight at the top of the Tangwan Mountain like tigers eyeing their prey.

Andreev never thought that there would be so many cannons laid out. Just by himself, he would be able to pass through more than a hundred shot positions, not to mention the ones in the distance, there were already seven or eight of them.

"My God! "Just how many cannons did you guys prepare …"

The CIA official that accompanied them said coldly, "We have already deployed more than 700 field cannons. After that, we still have over 500 orders that we did not send over to the United States … "All of this is not a secret. If you see all of this, you can only hope that you can tell those people at the top of the mountain not to resist stubbornly. Surrender is the only way out!"

Andreev had long been shocked by the wealth of the Hua Clan, he did not even consider whether this was real or fake, he was only sweating cold sweat, in reality, the CIA was using this as a front, all the way up there, the cannons were real, a total of 300 metres, the rest were just models.

The war in Amami Oshima had already ended. Even if there were so many cannons, they would have to go to the Far East. Who would send them here? However, Andreev had already been brainwashed to the point that he lost the ability to think.

Carrying a white flag, Andreev followed the soldiers who delivered the rice and walked to the center of the battlefield. Raising his head, he looked at the "A" Treasury on the south side of the Tangwan Mountain.

"Look!" There are white flags at the foot of the mountain, and our officers are coming? Was it a messenger sent by the Minister? "Our diplomatic good offices are working, hurry up and inform the officer..."

Countless of lazy looking soldiers stood up and looked down from the edge of the trenches. When they saw the familiar uniform of an army officer, quite a few soldiers began to cry out in excitement.

"Oh my god, I don't care if he brings good news or bad. As long as there is someone who cares about us, the people outside will remember us!"

Very soon, the soldiers carrying the rice brought back a shocking piece of news. "Hurry up and report this, sir …" It's the Army Battalion Commander of the Haishenwai … It's Andreev... "He brought news from the outside …"

When Andreev jumped into the muddy trench, he almost vomited from the stench. How was this even an elite Russian soldier?

Everyone's clothes were black and dirty. The sour stench assaulted their heads, and countless human vomit and excrement were reeking in the corner. Many heavily ill soldiers struggled to survive this stench.

"My God! What exactly did you guys go through? " As Andreev walked in the crowd, the soldiers around him looked at him like he was a walking corpse, their eyes radiating with hope.

"What's going on outside? Did we defend the Haishenwai? Are our reinforcements here yet? "

"It must have been a victory. Otherwise, you wouldn't have come here. What happened to our diplomatic negotiations? "Great, let the Chinese send us some medicine and salt. This is what we need the most …"

Andreev didn't know how to answer the soldier's question. He could only walk inside with a flushed face, thinking of going to the treasury.

Just as he entered the vault door, he saw a few figures pouncing towards him, knocking him against the wall. A voice that sounded like a demon rang out in his ears.

"Did you bring anything to eat …" No salt... For God's sake, don't you bring salt! "

Andreev was stunned, he never thought that the opening statement would actually be like this. A group of beggar-like officers did not ask about the battle and only asked him for salt.

"Right... I'm sorry! I don't have any salt, but I have an uneaten compressed biscuit in my pocket, and you guys … "

Before he could finish his words, there was a piercing sound as the pocket of his military uniform was torn apart. The salty compressed biscuits were snatched away by a few large, dirty hands in exchange for cheers of excitement.