Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

"You have no idea how bitter the war was. In order to win, we fought the Chinese in the night, in the street, in hand-to-hand combat... We're fighting them over the streets and buildings inch by inch … "

"That's right. We have failed, but we are not cowards! If you have the chance to restore this war, you will know how terrible our fight is! "Not only are we miserable, the Chinese people are even more so..."

"They are definitely not the weak and incompetent medieval army like the Qing Empire. These brave soldiers dared to fight against us, the bayonet, and close quarters battles. In the first wave of attacks, their ten thousand men were all wiped out, not a single one of them retreated …"

"I don't think it's a disgrace to fight against such a soldier! Their weapons are sharper than ours, they have more logistics than us, the morale of their native fighters is higher than ours, and they have the will to fight to the death … "I don't know what you guys can do when you encounter an army like this …"

"More importantly, we are lacking in numbers. Our forces are completely lacking …"

Andreev allowed his blood to drip onto the military uniform, falling onto the ground. The golden ingot had blossomed with flowers of blood.

He was doing this for himself, and for the warriors of the Haishenwai who had endured to the very end. He was very clear that if he did not clean up all the thorns in Akson's heart today, and let him return in anger, none of these captives would have a good ending.

The soldiers of the Haishenwai who had no choice but to surrender in the end would be mercilessly interrogated by the empire.

The officer who was just swinging his fist did not stop his explanation and instead scolded angrily, "Shut up, coward!" The Empire did not accept soldiers, those who surrendered were traitors! "Go to hell …" As he was about to take out his gun, the officer beside him stopped him.

Only now did he know why Akson had to close the door. Originally, these officers were already on the verge of collapsing.

Andreev looked disappointedly at the berserk officer and said softly, "It is so easy to die on the battlefield, but the people who survive must endure everything that is happening before their eyes … You want me to die? "But which one of you knows that there are still thousands of innocent citizens waiting for me in Haishenwai to save …"

"What if I don't sign this surrender order? who will protect the lives of women and children... "

"It is their honor to sacrifice their lives for the Empire! They should have been prepared since the day they came to the Far East! We can't give these Chinese their East Asian territories that they've worked so hard to acquire … " The lunatic military officer hysterically howled, accidentally knocking over the crumbs of compressed biscuits on the golden brick.

The officers who had been eating salt and enjoying it as much as they had taken drugs were instantly enraged. You're crazy!

"Are your eyes on your ass? "This is our last bit of salt, and our leader was ruined by you before he even had a chance to eat it!" As he spoke, he threw a flurry of punches at the group, causing them to engage in a chaotic battle.

Andreev looked at this group of madmen in pain, and sighed as he said to Akson, "Sir … It's useless to punish anyone now. We must move forward, so if you want to kill me, we can talk about it later. I just want to know what you are going to do now. "

Akson who had been injected with morphine laughed as he looked at the farce in front of him. What should he do? What else could he do! "Just wait and see. Wait and hear from the outside world day after day until good news arrives …"

"You didn't bring good news, then I will wait for Fajeev's good news. If Fajeev doesn't have good news, then I will wait for Beijing's good news for our Minister …"

"My lord!" Looking at Akson's decadent face, he was enraged. "Stop fantasizing, it's not that you have not fought against these Chinese before, but they are extremely powerful and cunning, do you really think that Fajeev can reverse the situation?"

"An army without any logistics supplies is urgently moving thousands of kilometers without any wind or snow. What kind of fighting power is this? "The Chinese who are just waiting for them will be able to kill them even if they block the waves and mountains..."

Before he could finish, Akson's face changed greatly as he roared, "Then what do you think I should do? Order the army to surrender in the name of the Eastern Governor? Don't forget that you are just officers, and your surrender orders are limited to your own troops.

"My full powers as Governor of the Far East, I already have the power to sign treaties with an independent State, can I use that power? That bastard Xiao Letian is waiting for my signature, I know his plan! "

"This bastard, not killing us is just surrounding us to fight in court. They want to defeat us in legal matters!" Damn it... Why would there be such a damned bastard in the East? How does he know so much?! "

Akson panted heavily. His words shocked everyone within the treasury so much that they turned silent. Even the officer who was fighting lowered his fist and looked at him blankly.

What Akson said was not wrong, before the appearance of the telegraphic technique, human information transfer techniques were extremely backward.

Including the British Empire, as long as the territories were to become globalized, they would have to introduce the Governor System. It might not be the same, but the basic principles would be the same.

It was precisely in the territories beyond the empire's capital and core region that the governor was dispatched to manage. Due to the slowness with which the people, goods, and information from the era of sail were transmitted, the administrative center of the empire was completely unable to control the distant colonies at all. This meant that the governors had to be given special privileges.

Sometimes countries even gave merchant privileges, such as the East India Company when the Netherlands was thriving, and the King of the Netherlands gave them the power of overseas warfare, so that a company could go to war with a country that was independent and independent, depending on the circumstances.

As one might imagine, even the authority for war was delegated, let alone the power for peaceful negotiations. Sometimes, a single sentence from the colonial governor could determine the direction of the borders of many countries.

In fact, this was a good thing that the lazy governors and special commissioners had done. For example, the two English and French countries had drawn a straight line on the map: "The one to the east is the British territory, the one to the west is the French, what do you think?"

"No!" Move another fifteen dimensions, okay? "

"No, I'll give you twelve more. This is the bottom line …"

After much bargaining, the border that divided the colony appeared, and in the long years that followed it formed the boundary of the nation.

Akson's worry was not unreasonable, because he knew that as long as he surrendered and landed in Xiao Letian's hands, god knows how arduous negotiations would be waiting for him.

It was easy to see how much pressure the young governor was under.