Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

"Quick, cover your nose and mouth and don't make a sound. If the people outside find out we're hiding here, they won't let us off. We have to hold on …"

Everyone covered their mouths and noses with wet cloths and carefully took a few breaths. They knew that right now, the outermost area must be filled with enemy smoke being poured into the holes in the wall. If there was a sound, they would continuously pour in until they were forced out.

"Everyone hold on … Just for the time it takes to build a bonfire... "You have to hold on …"

The smoke became denser and denser. People could even feel the smoke enveloping their entire bodies. No one dared to open their eyes. The burning sensation was extremely uncomfortable.

There was always an old, weak, and handicapped person in the crowd. A youth surnamed Wang had just recovered from typhoid fever not long ago, and his lungs were at their most sensitive period.

Cough cough … The slight coughing sound scared everyone around him and they quickly kicked him, but the infected people couldn't take it anymore and soon began to cough again.

"Motherf * cker, can you just shut up and die?" Ding Si moved closer with a fierce face. His left hand covered his nose and mouth, while his right hand circled around Little Wang's neck and fiercely covered his mouth.

A series of Russian words suddenly came from outside. No one knew if the enemy had discovered them or not, but this was already their last hiding place. If they were discovered, they would die without a doubt.

Xiao Wang was helplessly stomping his feet on the ground, but Ding Si and the others were all focused on the outside, so no one realized that the young man's nose and mouth had all been covered.

The noise outside the cave became louder and louder. Everyone's hearts were in their throats as more and more smoke was being blown in. Very soon, everyone forgot about Little Wang's matter and their hearts were all in their throats.

This group of people were truly lucky. After enduring for another half an hour, they could clearly feel that the fireworks in the cave were much less intense. In the end, there was even a cool breeze that blew in, indicating that the enemies outside had given up on searching for a new cave.

Everyone let out a long breath of relief as Ding Si let go of the soft little king. "Aiyah, Mother, you scared me to death. Alright, Little Wang, you can cough now … Little Wang, Little Wang! "

Only now did the crowd realize that Little Wang had not moved for a long time, and that he had lost his breath long ago.

Ding Si was stupefied on the spot. He never thought that he would actually cover his brother's face. Why did he die? "How did he die …"

No one knew what to say, but Ding Si's mouth suddenly curved upwards as he gave himself two big ears, one on each side, "Are they my tiger?!" "Am I a f * cking tiger …"

Li Gui grabbed his hand. "Are you crazy?" Do you really have to bring in the enemies outside? Keep your mouth shut until you are safe. F * cking hell, this is war, do you understand? The brothers outside are even worse off than Little Wang! "

What Li Gui said was not wrong at all. In the evening, Ai Tuolin, mounted on the Aleut, brought along Registrars Kirst and the others and finally arrived at this island that was rich in gold.

With his pen, Coster recorded all the incredible things that were happening before him.

"..." The battle officially ended around four in the afternoon, and the brigadier general and I landed on the island together. The scene before us caused me to be alarmed … "

"..." Corpses were strewn all over the place, and the ground was littered with purplish black congealed blood. It was incredibly dazzling against the thin layer of white snow … "

"..." "Under the coercion of the bayonet, countless Chinese prisoners were clearing the battlefield. Their faces were filled with fear and numbness as they took off the clothes of those who had died in battle, searching for possible gold …"

"..." All the rooms in the mine were searched. The gold sand in the leather bag and the crude gold ingots were actually made into a beautiful horseshoe shape. This is completely different from the aesthetic standards of the people in Moscow … "

"..." "Without a doubt, the victor has special privileges. Battalion Commander Andre is known as the Man Bear, and his body seems to have endless power. He used a rope to form a battle stadium, letting one captive after another into the arena to fight him.

"..." "God bless me, I saw him lift a thin Chinese up high and smash down onto his knee, breaking his spine with a kacha sound. What's more ridiculous is that he used his hard head to smash into the heads of those Chinese people, one after another, as if he was smashing his own head against watermelons …"

"..." I have to admit, I was disgusted by the sight. Fortunately, I was a civil servant so I didn't have to go through all of this, and since I often wrote home letters for these soldiers, they still respected me a lot. Seeing my disgusted expression, these people would always avoid me killing them, but even so, I still saw a lot of situations that disgusted me … "

"..." Second Battalion Vadim is known as the Human Slaughter, his eyes are just like an ice-cold poisonous snake's, making people hate him. He is an expert in all kinds of slaughter, but one thing worth mentioning is that he created a new method to hang people … "

"Let's tie a knot on the branches of a tall pine tree that is commonly seen in the navy. Then tie both ends of the knot onto the captive's legs and shoulders. The captive's back is facing downwards, and the captive is stuck on the branch. Then, he will forcefully push up the spine …"

"..." Human Tu Vadim will not let the captive die immediately. He only increased the strength of the captive bit by bit, making them feel the pain of their spines being broken. Every ten minutes or so, he would increase their strength a bit until their spines are broken from being tortured like this. "

"..." Later on, I heard that the highest record among the captives was that they had persisted for 38 minutes, and the pitiful guy had actually suffered such torture. Even though they were pagan s, I still felt extremely uncomfortable. Oh yeah, there's one more thing I don't understand. Battalion Commander Vadim has his own wooden house, and the smell of roasted meat frequently comes from there. I wanted to go take a look but the guards who are on good terms with me stopped me and shook his head, preventing me from getting close … "

"..." I didn't know what the taste of meat was until long after the war ended. My God, forgive me, but I swear I'll be a vegetarian all my life, at least when I get back to Moscow … "

Kirst's diary recorded all that had happened during the battle of the Qingdao and it also became an ironclad witness to the brutal rule of the Russian. In the diplomatic battle after the war, this diary became an important piece of evidence to attack the Russian.

The misery and suffering of the indigenous citizens of the Far East Region caused the entire Europe to be moved, causing the Russian to lose the legitimacy to rule this region.