New Shun 1730

In the trade area, transactions are ongoing and the emotions of both parties are stable.

There are old ways of doing business. The transaction is still the same as asking for a high price and paying the money on the spot. The Cossacks who come around must always be watched. These Cossacks will steal a bag of goods when no one is paying attention.

The chaotic trading place looks harmonious, not relying on the morality of both parties, but relying on the muskets in the caravan and the Russian army to maintain order.

Liu Yu quietly observed the bastion in the distance and the weapons in the Cossacks' hands.

The gap is not as big as expected. Not all of these Cossacks have flintlock guns, but many use matchlocks.

There should be cannons in the bastion in the distance, but I don't know the caliber or where they are deployed.

I don’t know how many soldiers the Russians have here. For field battles, Cossacks are not good. But if they were to defend the city, these Cossacks would be a big problem.

In addition to these Russians, there are also many Tungus people who have converted to Orthodox Christianity and wear money rat tails. Some Cossacks also wear similar hairstyles. There is a slight difference, but not much. Pigtail-like braids swayed back and forth on his head.

People kept coming over and asking if there was any alcohol in the caravan.

Liu Yu called Lao Bashi over and whispered: "Just say, next time we will sell some spirits. There is still wine in the car, take out a few kinds and let them drink some. Pretend to ask them what we will do next time Which one should be sold? What price can they accept? How many people in the castle can buy at one time..."

The last sentence is the key point.

Lao Bashi is also an old man. In Mongolia, mustard seeds were used to pretend they were rhubarb seeds, and they defrauded a Russian merchant who had never seen rhubarb seeds out of more than 2,000 rubles.

Naturally, he knew this. He nodded slightly at Liu Yu to indicate that he understood.

He took out a few bottles of wine and some pickles from the car, and found a few people in the team who could drink.

He sat down next to the motorcade and called a few Cossacks over.

When the Cossacks saw the wine, they were like mosquitoes seeing the blood. They gathered around a group of people and started chatting.

When they got drunk, several Cossacks took off their shirts and danced in the snow, as if they were throwing their heels over their heads.

More and more people are coming around. The more people talk, the more nonsense they talk, and the more information is naturally revealed.

Liu Yu enthusiastically added to the fun and sang two lines of the Russian folk song "Little Apple" on the spot, which matched the rhythm of these Cossack dances.

"Little apples, little apples, half green and half red. The green color is only temporary, and it will definitely turn red sooner or later."

"Green Apple, Green Apple, where are you going? If you get to Chicana, you will never come back."

The dancing Cossacks couldn't understand the lyrics, let alone what the Cheka was.

I just felt that the tune was very familiar and the beat was right, so I danced more vigorously, clapped my hands and shouted "Cheka... hala whistle."

The people around Liu Yu didn't understand either. In addition to not understanding Cheka, they also didn't know what an apple was, because there was no apple plant in Zhuxia at this time.

It only took about half an hour for Lao Bianshi to come to Liu Yu and whispered: "We have almost inquired. There are about 500 soldiers in the city. There are more than 200 Cossacks and more than 80 troops. The remaining All of them were naturalized people from nearby tribes. Some Cossacks said that the ship was just built this year and someone wanted to go to sea on it. "

More than five hundred people?

Liu Yu has a big head.

You can't see the layout inside the fortress. The Russians are very careful. Even the trading area is outside the fortress. It's probably not easy to sneak in.

While he was thinking about it, he saw a few people next to him looking into the distance, stretching out their fingers and pointing, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

Liu Yu looked back and saw a dark black man wearing a Russian military uniform walking towards him.

He winked at Lao Baoshi, indicating not to ask about those sensitive topics, and turned back to stare at the black man.

I had seen a lot in my previous life, but in this bitter cold land and snowy place, I really saw a black man. Even if I guessed the identity of this black man, I still felt an indescribable weirdness.

Glancing at the inaccessible bastion behind him, Liu Yu, who was also a skilled man, was brave enough to say something in Latin that was not considered an insult at the time.

"Brother-in-law?"

Jiao Lao Butu next to him heard "that" and followed Liu Yu's gaze, thinking which one?

The one with the northern accent is my brother-in-law. It is said that a brawl broke out in a basketball court in a northern university because the northern accent on the basketball court kept shouting "Beware of that, beware of that", and you can pronounce "da goose" as "da baize". It means "Fakene brother, Fakene brother".

At this time, the word simply meant "black" in Latin. Hannibal was slightly startled and walked straight towards Liu Yu.

Every time a caravan came here, he would chat with the leader of the caravan, inquire about the situation in China or North Korea, and accumulate intelligence.

It can also be easily judged from the hat who is the leader of this wave of caravans. Many caravans have come, both from North Korea and China.

There were many caravans who knew Russian, but this was the first time I heard someone use Latin, and it was the first time I heard someone call him "Brother-in-law."

He had studied abroad in Western Europe for many years, and he was familiar with the language that was required to dress up in upper class society. Otherwise, he would not be able to chat and laugh with Voltaire and others in the salon.

He walked up to Liu Yu and asked in Latin: "Do you know Latin?"

Since Liu Yu took the initiative to call him "Neige'er", he naturally did not deny it.

He wanted to talk to this person, and it would be best if the conversation could get him some useful information.

He had already made up a story before he opened his mouth, and he started by flattering him.

He just said that everyone thought that Russians were barbarians like Cossacks, but he didn't expect to meet someone who knew Latin in such a place.

He asked the man's name again, and even praised the famous Carthaginian general Hannibal.

He also deliberately asked him if Hannibal was black?

After a few nonsense, Hannibal was quite surprised, but he did not doubt Liu Yu's identity.

There are many talents in the caravan, and there may be all kinds of weird people.

Moreover, his life experience is weird enough. All the three people who chatted in the room just now have strange stories. In this environment, he, with his alienated thinking, did not feel strange, but thought it was interesting to meet someone who knew Latin and Hannibal in such a place.

The life experience Liu Yu made up for himself also sounded reasonable. My ancestors lived in Macau, believed in religion, and learned Latin. Later, they followed the Dutch to do business in Southeast Asia. As a result, the ship they had saved up with great difficulty sank. In addition, pirates were rampant, so the whole family moved to the north and tried to do rhubarb and tea business.

Anyway, Zhuxia at that time was a mysterious country, and no matter how you brag, it will not be exposed. With the knowledge of the information explosion era in the previous life, it is easy to brag and talk nonsense.

Sometimes I deliberately said a few Latin proverbs learned from missionaries. Often, Hannibal would take over the second half of the sentence just after I said half of it. Then the two of them smiled knowingly, feeling like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

When the chat got excited, Liu Yu shouted that he wanted to drink a few glasses with Hannibal, and said that the Cossacks here were all barbaric, and it was not easy to meet an "elegant" person who knew Latin.

Hannibal saw that Liu Yu talked a lot and knew a lot, which was different from the caravan leaders who needed to be tricked but could not get much information. He also wanted to take the opportunity to ask Liu Yu more about the situation in China, so he indicated that it was too cold here and it was better to go inside to eat and talk.

Both sides had their own ulterior motives, but they hit it off immediately.

Jiao Laobutu and others beside him didn't know what Liu Yu muttered. When Liu Yu turned around and asked them to take out some wine, he wanted to go into the castle to have a good chat with this Kunlun slave, Jiao Laobutu thought that Lord Liu was really brave. Wasn't he afraid of being caught by the Russians if he was exposed?

Just as he was about to persuade him, Liu Yu quietly waved his hand behind his back.

This was a rare opportunity to sneak into the castle and observe carefully, and he didn't want to miss it. The Russians were very alert strategically, and the trading area was outside the fortress; tactically, they didn't have a God's perspective, and caravans often came, so it was impossible for them to be suspicious of everyone they saw.

Besides, Dashun had been quiet for many years, and they had never thought that Dashun would take the initiative to start a war.

He took two wine bags from the car, took two mustard lumps as vegetables on the way, and followed Hannibal to the castle.

Jiaolaobutu, Du Feng and others were left with admiration, at least this was a big courage.

He also secretly told his confidants to prepare knives, and if anything happened, first capture the Cossacks who were drunk and dancing next to him as hostages.

Liu Yu followed Hannibal, talking nonsense, but quietly observing the situation around him.

"The defensive slope is about 20 meters long, and the cannons on the castle are facing it."

"The slope of the bastion is made of soil, not bricks and stones. Once spring comes, it will be very muddy and soft. The siege cannons can't play their power at all."

"A small number of soldiers are equipped with flintlock rifles with bayonets, but most of them are matchlock rifles."

"There are two six-pound cannons on the front, which are very rough and have no field gun mounts."

"The wall of the main castle is about three meters high, very thick, and also made of soil. The shells can't be ejected to kill people, and the bombardment effect will be greatly reduced."

"There are no artillery platforms in the direction of the river, which should be very confident in the support of the navy upstream."

"There is a breastwork next to the trench."

"There are many Tatars among the Cossacks..."

He silently remembered these things that would be of great use in the future, and kept muttering some interesting anecdotes in his mouth, so that Hannibal's brain would always be in a high-load saturated state, and he had no time to think about more things.

Walking around the wooden steps to the house in the main castle, Hannibal asked the maid to prepare meals.

There were two more people in the room. Liu Yu couldn't tell the difference between the Danes and the Russians, but he was curious about the obvious East Asian.

But he didn't ask more questions, but quietly approached the window and looked down at the deployment in the castle.

In order to cover up his true purpose, he also recited two lines of poetry.

"Winter is coming, can spring be far away?"

After glancing at what he wanted to see, he naturally retracted his gaze and didn't stay for too long.

The meal was soon prepared, rye bread, a few pieces of venison, and some fish in the river.

Liu Yu pretended to make a cross and said piously: "Today is Friday, I don't eat fish."

Jesus was killed on Friday, and Catholics fast on Friday and don't eat meat. But because of the story of the five loaves and two fish, they can eat fish.

Protestants bravely fired at the old culture, old habits, old customs, and old ideas. Whatever the Catholics don't do, I will do it. I won't eat fish on Friday.

Since Liu Yu said that his family had followed the Dutch to the sea, he would not miss any details to cover up the lie.

Hannibal understood and just smiled.

In this way, Liu Yu's previous words were more credible - Hannibal felt that if a person wanted to lie, he would not make up a strange life experience. And Liu Yu's life experience sounded very strange...

Just like him.

A black man, who believed in the Orthodox Church, became a brigadier general in Russia, and was demoted to build a fortress on the bank of the Heilongjiang River.

If it was really a fabricated story, who would make up such a weird and unreasonable identity? All the unreasonable things sounded reasonable in Hannibal's mind.

He didn't think too much about it, and introduced the other two people in the room to Liu Yu. But he didn't say the purpose of these two people being here.

Liu Yu didn't care about the Chuanbingwei. When Hannibal introduced Bering, his heart couldn't help but beat wildly.

It's really a case of searching for something without any effort!

I heard that you draw maps very well.

But soon, these maps will be mine.