The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Except for Zhao Chuanxin, I have never heard of anyone else having such ability.

But Zhang Shouzeng really didn't know.

Don't say he doesn't know, others don't know either.

Zhao Chuanxin's dragon appears every day, and no one in Lubin Mansion knows what he is busy with.

But Zhang Shouzeng was sure that the prefect was 100% responsible for this matter. Because he saw with his own eyes that the copper wire stolen by the prefect was placed in the warehouse behind the prefect's Yamen.

But with so many guns and cannons, it was obvious that they were not placed in the government office this time.

"I really don't know."

Wu Sadi asked, "So, where is your prefect now?"

Zhang Shouzeng lied without blinking an eye: "In Lubin Mansion."

"Nonsense!" Wu Sadi said: "Your prefect left early in the morning."

This time it was Zhang Shouzeng's turn to be stunned: "How do you know?"

"I..." Wu Sadi was speechless: "Don't worry about how I know, but you are lying."

"The government office is newly built and the affairs are busy. How can the prefect tell me where he is doing business?" Zhang Shouzeng's eyes flashed, thinking that there were too many people in Lubin Mansion every day, and it seemed that Wu Sadi had an informant. "Everything depends on evidence. Mr. Wu Sadi, please don't make any insinuations."

No wonder Zhifu stopped eating at the government office every day and went out to sleep at night, obviously to prevent someone from assassinating or poisoning him.

Putilov on the side crossed his legs, holding a cigar and said arrogantly: "General Manager Zhang, you are provoking. I don't want to find evidence, but it must be returned within two days, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences. In addition, I have already prepared the boundary marker. Ask people to push it down and destroy it. Finally, the Ergun River flows into Hulun Lake, so it stands to reason that Manchuria should also belong to Russia. You must accept this. That’s it for today’s discussion. Remember, It’s limited to two days.”

After saying that, he stood up, raised two fingers, and glared at Zhang Shouzeng fiercely.

Song Xiaolian's eyes widened, and he slapped the table with a black face: "Sir, you are so unreasonable. Manchuria is our Qing Dynasty land. Everyone in the world knows it. The map of the two countries is clearly marked. Besides, even if Zhao Chuanxin The boundary monument erected does not hold up, but Obo is still far away from Manzhouli, but why do you want to deceive me into having no one in the Qing Dynasty?"

He doesn't want to see Zhao Chuanxin return, but national border matters cannot be taken care of, and the two sides have the same position on this point.

"You think so?" Putilov pointed at Song Xiaolian: "I said that if there is a dispute, it can be resolved by war. Others are afraid of Zhao Chuanxin, but I am not afraid. We have no more weapons and artillery, and we can increase transportation. I think How can he compete with us?”

Song Xiaolian and Zhang Shouzeng were very angry at his arrogant attitude.

…

Zhao Chuanxin wore a thick cotton muffler, a thick wool scarf, an eye-opening hat under the helmet, a fire-concentrating armor over a tight-fitting cotton suit, and a cloak flying behind him.

If he wants to leverage the Hylar region and fight against countless Russian soldiers, he cannot rely solely on force.

At this time he was walking west along the Siberian Railway, further than the previous freight yard.

Really unfamiliar with this place.

The only signpost is the railway.

It is said that this railway was laid by workers with saws, shovels, axes and handcarts, basically by hand, and it always maintained a speed of 500-700 kilometers per year, which was unique at this time.

Zhao Chuanxin came here just to have some fun.

There are also road protection teams here, but the number is not as large as in China.

When they met, Zhao Chuanxin always walked around.

The eastern region of Tsarist Russia has seen a large number of immigrants in recent years, but it is still vast and sparsely populated. It is really sparse. In broad daylight, Zhao Chuanxin was running around in plain sight, but he couldn't touch anyone.

There was no road protection team in the deserted area, and the feeling of loneliness lingered in my heart as if there was only one person in the world.

The temperature here is about 6 degrees lower than in Lubinfu, which is already quite cold.

Walked all the way to the end of the railway.

Zhao Chuanxin was a little confused. He only knew that he was probably in Chita Prefecture, but he didn't know the specific location.

There are road signs and I can’t read Russian.

He caught a Russian citizen beside a field.

The man still wanted to resist, but Zhao Chuanxin grabbed his hair, clenched his fist, and hit his cheek hard twice: "If you fucking move again, I'll kill you."

The man was beaten until his head was dizzy and his ears were ringing, and he begged for mercy.

But Zhao Chuanxin couldn't understand.

He took out a piece of paper, looked at it and chanted: "Buddha, my mother-in-law, the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper, the clerk, the other guys..."

The other person's face was blank.

Zhao Chuanxin read it again according to the script.

Only then did the other party roughly understand, and he pointed to the northwest and said something like Ula Ula.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly pulled out the Xiaozang knife, put it against the opponent's neck, and repeated the words again.

Although this man was quite strong, his strength was far inferior to that of Zhao Chuanxin. He couldn't resist at all. His face turned pale with fright, and he pointed to the northwest and muttered loudly.

It seemed like he wanted to show that he wasn't lying.

That direction was the direction where the railway extended. Zhao Chuanxin just made sure that he didn't go the wrong way. After all, he had never been here before.

Zhao Chuanxin took the handle of the knife and hit the man's temple violently. The man fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

He continued walking along the railway, passing two villages before reaching the edge of a big city.

If his calculations were correct, this should be Chita.

He did not enter the city, but followed a river around the city and headed west. After finding the railway, he continued running along the railway for two hours.

There are gradually more villages, towns and cities along the way.

Even Zhao Chuanxin felt a little overwhelmed after such a long distance.

He took out the paper and looked at the boundary marker in front of him against the writing on it.

That’s right, it’s Ulan-Ude.

This is an ancient city in eastern Tsarist Russia that leads to Mongolia and China.

With a developed economy and concentrated trade, this is Zhao Chuanxin's final destination.

Lake Baikal is just ahead and there is a railway around the lake.

He first found the erected wooden poles and cut the telegraph wires one by one.

He did not enter the city, but turned back.

"Hum, Xingyue, Xingyue, it would be great if you could speak."

The smart gyroscope on the back vibrated.

When walking back, Zhao Chuanxin would cut off the telegraph line every time he walked.

Stop by the way and use the elf carving knife to cut off a section of the two rails, just long enough to fit into the space.

Stop and go, the railroad tracks alone were cut into more than twenty sections.

When enough railroad tracks were cut off, they were smelted into iron lumps using the Old God's crucible brand, which didn't take up much space.

This life is boring and lonely, but it is much more interesting than rushing along with your head down.

At least Zhao Chuanxin was full of motivation when he thought about Nicholas II's expression after hearing the news that the railway was destroyed.

Probably near the Shilok River, Zhao Chuanxin saw a train coming from the east.

He bared his teeth and hid in the woods beside the railway, waiting to watch the excitement.

Unfortunately, the speed of the train was too slow at this time. It was so slow that the train driver realized that the situation was not good and braked urgently. The front of the train had just derailed and hit a broken track in front of it and tilted, but it failed to involve the carriage behind it and roll with it.

It is not known whether any of the passengers in the carriage were injured. Zhao Chuanxin saw many people fleeing the carriage for their lives.

Even the train driver was fine and came down to check the situation.

After seeing clearly that the railway track was somehow missing, the driver cursed.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and continued on his way.

At the edge of a primeval forest, while he was taking a break to smoke, he saw a strong brown bear peering at him in the forest.

He seemed to have a bad look in his eyes. After looking at him for a long time, he realized that Zhao Chuanxin was a living creature and ran towards him on all fours in a menacing manner.

The mouth is very loose, jumping up and down when running, and white foam flows out.

His well-developed back was rising and falling, and white air was blowing out of his mouth, which looked very scary.

Zhao Chuanxin was unmoved, put the cigarette in his mouth, and took out the Izumi Mamoru Kanesada Japanese sword with enough time.

Can Zhao Chuanxin defeat the Bruins with bare hands?

He felt that it was probably impossible to beat him.

Some people say that a palm of a brown bear has a force of one ton, some say a ton and a half, and that a slap can break the spine of an animal. The world is full of bears blowing, lion blowing, and tiger blowing, and the three animals are even assigned to patriotism, traitor, rationality, Labels such as brainlessness and national self-confidence.

The guest officer said that with just strength, Zhao Chuanxin, who had taken Dali pills and practiced balancing skills for a long time, could give it a try; with endurance, the root of the starry sky in his body allowed him to defeat all the large beasts on the earth.

But when it comes to hardware, Zhao Chuanxian is just a piece of cake.

This thing has strong defense and claws, but Zhao Chuanxin only has fists and feet, and his physical defense is incomparable.

But when it comes to equipment, not to mention one, even a hundred can attack him and kill him.

Without even using a gun, Zhao Chuanxin pulled out the gleaming knife with a bang and waited nonchalantly with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Roar……"

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was motionless, the brown bear suddenly stood up and roared.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Don't worry about the death of Thunder Roar. Brother, I have all the Claws of Madman and Dark Walker, are you still afraid of me?"

The brown bear lowered its forelimbs and continued running.

He ran closer and wanted to take a picture of Zhao Chuanxin.

The violent armor exerted its strength, and Zhao Chuanxin jumped up.

Seeing this, the brown bear stood up and wanted to reach him.

Zhao Chuanxin put his feet up and his head down, just in time to avoid the brown bear's outstretched front paws, and was suspended in the air for an instant.

laugh……

Just one knife, fast, accurate and steady, inserted into the brown bear's eye.

The brown bear stood humanly, and Zhao Chuanxin stood on his head with a knife. The knife was inserted into the brown bear's head. Zhao Chuanxin still had a cigarette in his mouth.

At this time, the brown bear seemed drunk, the other eye was blurred, and its two big paws were clawing at random, as if trying to reach something.

This is because the knife damaged a certain part of the brain, maybe it caused hallucination and confusion.

Zhao Chuanxin held the knife handle upright for two seconds, then turned over and landed on the ground.

Then he kicked the Siberian brown bear, which weighed more than 400 kilograms, and threw it forward. The handle of the knife that happened to be in the eye socket of the staggered hit the tree, and he inserted it a few more times. It was completely brain-dead.

Boom...the huge body fell to the ground.

This thing deserves to die as long as it is aggressive towards humans.

Zhao Chuanxin will never be merciful.

When a dog eats any living thing, it eats it alive. The prey struggles with it while swallowing, because its strength is not afraid of the prey struggling at all, and there is no need to bite it to death.

Anyone who kills will always be killed. If he doesn’t kill, will he keep it for the New Year?

Zhao Chuanxin had the cigarette in his mouth with his back to the brown bear the whole time. He took two more puffs and flicked the cigarette butt away.

Then he turned around, grabbed the loose thick skin of the brown bear and pulled it aside. The 400 kilogram brown bear was very heavy for ordinary people, but Zhao Chuanxin easily pulled it aside, pulled out the knife, wiped it clean and put it back into the sheath. middle.

He took the elf carving knife, cut off the bear's paw, and took out the bear skin and made a nest.

After washing away the blood stains on his body, he continued to destroy the Siberian Railway tracks.

By the way, I collected a lot of copper wire at a cargo station.

He didn't have lunch.

Not only the railway from Chita to Ulan-Ude, but also the railway from Chita to Vladivostok, he also successively destroyed hundreds of kilometers and cut off more than ten railway tracks from Chita to Manzhouli.

I was so busy that I was starving. I looked at my watch and saw that it was already half past three in the afternoon. I unloaded my things on the mountain south of Xinba Erhu's left wing and returned to Lubin Mansion.

After returning home, he collapsed on the recliner. When he saw Zhang Shouzeng hurried back from outside, he said, "Heyan, hurry up and bring some food to the table. You can cook it yourself."

"Here, what do you want to eat, the prefect?" Zhang Shouzeng had just returned from Manzhouli.

"Fry two eggs, have a bowl of rice, put it on the bottom first."

The conditions in Lubin Prefecture are poor, and many people cook by themselves because there are no cooks.

Zhang Shouzeng didn't know how to do it. He clumsily cracked two eggs into the pan. He added too little oil and stuck to the bottom. He didn't add any seasonings. The shape of the eggs when they were scooped out was shocking.

A bowl of cold rice, a plate of bland and crispy fried eggs...

Zhao Chuanxin was really hungry, so he took a few bites in and then cursed: "What the hell did you make!"

Zhang Shouzeng: "..."

It’s not delicious, but you’re still gobbling it down?

He told Zhao Chuanxin the results of today's negotiation.

Then he asked: "Did the prefect steal those weapons?"

"No, I didn't do it. It has nothing to do with me." Zhao Chuanxin pressed three keys in succession.

Zhang Shouzeng felt that this answer was too straightforward.

Twelve out of ten times something is wrong.

He asked again: "Is my life in danger if I continue to negotiate with them?"

"This..." Zhao Chuanxin rubbed his chin: "It's hard to say, there shouldn't be."

Zhang Shouzeng was immediately stunned.

Well, cold sweat oozed from his forehead: "Master Magistrate, this is the time. Please speak honestly. Human lives are at stake."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "If you don't talk about it, doesn't it mean that we are guilty of committing crimes?"

Zhang Shouzeng was unsure and asked: "What do you mean, the prefect, let's continue the conversation?"

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Talk, why not talk. He Yan, you are becoming more domineering and treacherous. Sooner or later, they will have to compromise with you."

Zhang Shouzeng always felt strange.

Where do you have the confidence to say this?

Zhao Chuanxin put down his bowl, wiped his mouth and stood up, saying, "Let's talk boldly. I still have some unfinished business that needs to be completed. Let's take the first step."

Because of the theft of ordnance, the road protection team along the Lingdong Railway was reduced and deployed at various stations. It was tense all day long.

When Zhao Chuanxin went there, he found that there was rarely anyone around the railway.

This time he did not act recklessly, because there were Chinese people on this train, so he just cut off the rails outside various small stations in Daxing-Anlingzhong. The cut rails were not damaged and were all placed on the hills.

After doing this, Zhao Chuanxin's work was mostly completed and he went back to the mountainside hut to sleep.

…

A train heading north, Yao Xingyuan is on it.

He was sitting in a third-class carriage, enduring the pungent soot and ash as he looked out the window.

At that time, he went to check the ticket price and found that the third-class carriage fare was not that exaggerated, and the round trip did not cost more than 100 oceans, so he took the trip north without worries.

Arriving in the Daxing-Anling Mountains, Yao Xingyuan was greatly shocked when he saw the vast rolling hills on both sides.

"Why are there so many mountains? How much wood do we need to grow here? Don't the wild animals in the mountains have old noses?"

A man opposite heard him talking to himself and answered: "That's not true. I am here just to cut wood. I can make a lot of money by going into the mountains to cut wood for the Russian processing factory. I am just tired and depressed, walking in the old forest every day."

"Brother, do you know where we are ahead? I need to get off at a place called Lubin Mansion."

The man opposite showed off: "Ahead is B-Lin Station. Just going to Hailar Station is 500 miles away, with more than ten stops in between. Lubin Mansion is next to Manzhouli, you have to get off at Zhalai Nuoer , and it’s almost 400 miles away. By the way, when you go to Lubin Mansion, aren’t you going to divide the land?”

Yao Xingyuan hesitated for a moment, feeling that such a good thing should not be shouted about all over the world.

But listening to what the man opposite meant, he knew more than he did.

He nodded: "Yes, let's go and divide the land. I heard that Lubin Mansion is looking for land."

"Listen to me, don't go." The man lowered his voice and said furtively: "There are rumors that the new prefect is exploiting the people very much, and he is nicknamed Zhao Bapi. It sounds nice and he will not charge extra taxes, but how can you trust what the government says? ? When you get to the place, people have all kinds of tricks waiting to deal with you. Not to mention the various government tickets they issue, such as fish tickets, wooden tickets, salt tickets... Listen, isn't this a change? Is this a way to defraud the common people?"

Doubao’s master Zhao Chuanxin, nicknamed Zhao Papi?

Yao Xingyuan thought about it when he came into contact with Zhao Chuanxin, would that person be a corrupt official?

It doesn't look like it no matter how you look at it.

He was full of doubts.

At this time, the train arrives at the station.

The man stopped talking about this topic, pointed out the window and said: "Look, this is B-Lin Station. There are many wild animals in the mountains. The local Sauron people can't spend all their money selling leather every year. It's a pity that I don't have them walking through the poplars." Otherwise, I would go hunting in the mountains."

The train stopped at Bahrain Station for a moment, and then started slowly with the sound of the whistle.

But as soon as they left B-Lin Station, they were blocked by more than ten riders. Those people waved black flags and blocked the train in front.

Yao Xingyuan opened the car window and stuck his head out to look around: "Hey, something seems to have happened."

The man also poked his head in: "It's a Russian road protection team, no problem. It's fine if it's not horse bandits."

The train stopped slowly. After a while, someone got on the train and shouted loudly: "Get off the train, get off the train. The railway has been destroyed and it is impossible to walk."

The crowd was in an uproar.

"Get off the car here, what should I do?"

"When will it be fixed?"

"Oh, what a bad luck! Who the hell would destroy the railroad tracks!"

"If I can't leave, will I get a refund?"

Yao Xingyuan also got out of the car with the crowd.

In this unfamiliar foreign land, he felt inexplicably flustered.

Fortunately, the man who was talking in the car patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, my name is Li Ziqiang. Don't panic. I'll take you to B-Lin in the back to find a place to stay before we worry about it. I went to the front to see, good guy, The track was cut off by someone, if this had happened, the train would have derailed, but luckily someone stopped it."

Yao Xingyuan smiled gratefully at the man: "Thank you for your help, brother, otherwise I really don't know what to do. I don't know how to reward you, so I'll treat you to a drink."

The man's eyes suddenly lit up: "That's a good feeling."

The railway staff at Bahrain Station discovered that the railway was damaged, and immediately went back to report and wanted to send a telegram to communicate.

It turned out that the telegram could not be sent.

Someone was sent to check the lines and found that many telegraph lines had been cut.

First it was the railway, then the telegraph line, which was obviously deliberately targeted.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of horses here, and cavalry immediately went to report in the east and west directions.

The next day, Yao Xingyuan and Li Ziqiang heard that from the west of Bahrain, all railways and telegraph lines were destroyed and no longer accessible to traffic.

If they wanted to walk, they had to buy horses to ride on, in addition to using two legs.

Yao Xingyuan inquired for a moment, and he seemed to know that many people wanted to buy horses. The price of horses in Ba-Lin had risen to 26-30 yuan.

It is said that the supply is still in short supply. If you don't get it early, you may not be able to buy it no matter how much money you spend.