The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

The final voting result was that those who agreed only had two more votes than those who disagreed.

Zhao Chuanxin joined the Arms Limitation Committee of the Hague Peace Conference in a desperate attempt.

Bernat pressed his hands on the table with great grace.

Because he served as Prime Minister of Belgium for ten years and had great power.

He has always insisted on Belgium's international neutrality to achieve national security.

Time has proven that this is very effective.

When Zhao Chuanxin was slaughtering soldiers in Hankou, Beilenat had already resigned.

He wanted Zhao Chuanxin to join the Arms Limitation Committee, not because he favored Zhao Chuanxin, but on the contrary, he hated Zhao Chuanxin.

Out of public motives, he was worried that Zhao Chuanxin would further undermine world peace; out of selfish motives, if Zhao Chuanxin's barbaric actions were not restricted, he was worried that it would damage the interests of Biguo in Qing Dynasty.

Although Belgium had kidnapped and rented land in Hankou and was taken away by Zhao Chuanxian, the "Detailed Contract for the Renewal of Belgian Loans on the Lu-Han Railway" and the "Lu-Han Railway Operation Contract" signed by them and the Qing Dynasty in 1898 showed that in During the loan period of 30 years, all driving management rights will be controlled by the Belgian company.

Last year, the Postal and Communications Department of the Qing government decided to take back the railway rights due to pressure from the public. However, after several reversals, and Zhao Chuanxin's troubles in Hankou gave Belgium excuses, the redemption has not yet been completed.

Zhao Chuanxin has always liked to get involved between the great powers and the Qing court, to seize land and interests, and he has to bow his head and act like a grandson even if the sun doesn't set, not to mention Belgium, which has a bigger butt.

But asking Zhao Chuanxin to join the Arms Limitation Committee is equivalent to putting shackles on him.

The members who voted against the decision said with displeasure: "Gentlemen, you have made a wrong decision."

Belenat shook his head: "No, just the opposite. Everyone, in the future, Zhao's salary transfer will be affected by our orders. I think we should contact Japan, Tsarist Russia, the United Kingdom, the United States, Portugal, Germany, and France as soon as possible to discuss the Pacific peace process The security issue in the Far East further limits Zhao Chuanxin’s ambition to arbitrarily plunder the interests of other countries, and signed an agreement with seven or even more countries to jointly defend the interests of all countries in China..."

The countries proposed by Bernat are all victims of Zhao Chuanxin and are the main victims.

Sufferers should unite.

There were "peace elites" from various countries in the Arms Limitation Committee, and everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this.

They immediately recalled that this was not only to restrict Zhao Chuanxin, but also to find an excuse to use international arbitration to restrict the rising ambitions of the Japanese, because since the Russo-Japanese War, the Japanese have increased the pace of colonial expansion. , even Tsarist Russia had to make concessions.

This made the great powers worried, especially the United States, which had to sail the Great White Fleet all the way to the Far East to show off its power and let the Japanese see its power.

"Okay, that's what we should do."

"Then what are you waiting for? Take action, gentlemen."

"Zhao Chuanxin would never have imagined that he was tying his own hands!"

…

When Zhao Chuanxin woke up early, the first thing he did was not to get up, but to use the Old God's Crucible Brand to heat up the igloo.

It's so cold.

I don’t know how the Inuit people live in the Arctic Circle. Zhao Chuanxin’s hands and feet were numb from the cold.

He huddled up in two layers of quilts and waited for the temperature to rise. After being warm for a while, he struggled to get up and put away his things.

He took out his lightsaber and cut the solid igloo open, and the cold wind suddenly poured in.

He went out and practiced balancing techniques to activate his qi and blood.

After practicing all eight postures, I felt warm inside and outside.

After taking a bite, Zhao Chuanxin didn't waste any time and hurried on immediately.

Because before evening, he had to return to Lubin Mansion to attend a welcome dinner for new interviewees.

Going east along the Ussuri River, the river made a big turn at Komarovka and headed north. Zhao Chuanxin did not choose to go along the river at this time because Xingyue suggested that he continue eastward. The terrain gradually becomes lower and swampy, and will enter the next major mainstream to the east.

Xingyue's judgment was right.

Zhao Chuanxin traveled through the Primorye Province in Tsarist Russia and arrived at the Yezhu River in two hours and 25 minutes.

Xingyue said: This time the map is correct. In another 40 kilometers at most, you will reach the mouth of the sea. Directly across the coast is Hokkaido, Japan. We follow the coastline of Sapporo to the north and reach the southern tip of Sakhalin Island.

Zhao Chuanxin cheered up and reached the beach in one go.

Seeing the frozen Sea of ​​Japan, Zhao Chuanxin took out his soft gold armor and smoked a cigarette.

At this time, he heard the intensive barking of dogs and the familiar screams of wild boars.

Zhao Chuanxin looked around in surprise and saw eight yellow, white, or black dogs, ranging from thin dogs to large hounds as thick as prairie sheepdogs, besieging a wild boar.

He was convinced that he was right and that the dogs were really attacking the wild boar.

Not far away, a stout man in leather clothes shouted commands from a distance, holding a hunting bow without string, but holding sharp arrows in case of emergency.

Zhao Chuanxin received the soft golden armor and looked at it with interest for a while.

Wild boars are very large, extremely fierce with their ferocious tusks stretched out, and they run extremely fast.

Zhao Chuanxin never thought that dogs could fight wild boars.

But I saw a group of dogs barking and circling around the wild boar.

They cooperated tacitly and took turns to attack from the front. The other dogs took advantage of every opportunity and took out a handful from behind from time to time.

At first glance, they appear to be scraping wild boars.

And on several occasions, the hounds had to narrowly avoid the wild boar's tusks.

But gradually, Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows.

The wild boar has rough skin and thick flesh, and it has a lot of defense, but when it is beaten by a wheel, its stamina is quickly exhausted and its running speed slows down.

But the harassment didn't stop, and the wild boars still had to deal with it.

After a while, the wild boar fell down from exhaustion.

Two thin dogs advanced and retreated in front, and a group of dogs swarmed up from behind. Regardless of whether they could break through the defense, they first grabbed the thin hind legs of the wild boar from behind.

The biggest difference between wild boars and domestic pigs is the strength of the hind legs, which is the weak point of wild boars.

Zhao Chuanxin finally understood the saying - a good tiger cannot fight against a pack of wolves.

The individual combat capabilities of wolves and dogs are average, but only seven dogs can knock down a wild boar.

interesting.

The hunter raised his bow at this time, not afraid of hurting his dog, and shot an arrow into the wild boar's neck.

He is absolutely confident in his shooting skills.

This hunter is not a white man. He should be a Chinese who has continued to settle here after the land was occupied by Tsarist Russia. Now he has become a minority in Tsarist Russia.

While Zhao Chuanxin was thinking, the hunter over there shot two more arrows, and with the hounds restraining him, the wild boar was at the end of its rope, with more air coming out and less air coming in.

Zhao Chuanxin walked towards the hunter.

The hunter also saw Zhao Chuanxin. He was not wary, but looked at him curiously.

"\u0026*%￥……"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhao Chuanxin felt a headache.

Fortunately, I have a little helper.

Xingyue translated: This is Nivkh language. He said, friend, where are you from?

Xingyue can understand and write.

But there's one thing it can't say.

Zhao Chuanxin gestured to the west, then made blind gestures with his hands and asked him if he lived here.

It took the hunter a long time to understand and nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Xingyue directly gave the Chinese characters to pronounce.

Zhao Chuanxin looked confused.

Xingyue's pronunciation is similar to this: Qi (pronunciation behind the teeth) Mu (aspiration)...

Zhao Chuanxin opened his mouth, feeling that he couldn't make such a sound.

So I had to use my vocal organs to imitate.

The hunter's eyes widened and he thought carefully before he understood what Zhao Chuanxin was talking about.

He asked: "Do you talk with your belly?"

Because Zhao Chuanxin didn't open his mouth.

Zhao Chuanxin did not explain, but nodded.

Then he whispered something in Chinese, and waited for Xingyue to pronounce it and asked the hunter: "How have you been doing since this place was occupied by Tsarist Russia?"

There was not much movement on the hunter's face: "Our tribe is small. We live in the woods by the sea and make a living by hunting. This place is very desolate, and the Russians can't control us."

The wild boar on the ground was not completely dead yet, and it had a comeback.

Zhao Chuanxin was close to the wild boar. The wild boar struggled to support its body with its forelimbs and wanted to poke Zhao Chuanxin with its fangs. The hunting dogs began to bark around the wild boar.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't look back, he just raised his leg and kicked it sideways.

boom.

He bypassed the fangs and kicked the owner on the temple.

The hunter saw the wild boar's head droop, and the last fierce light in its small eyes disappeared.

The hunter's eyes lit up.

"What a strength."

These fishing and hunting peoples have always been strong.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled, took out a cigarette and handed it over.

The hunter looked left and right with the cigarette. Zhao Chuanxin himself took out one, lit it, took a puff, and then lit it for the hunter with a match.

It's amazing that the hunter didn't get choked because of his skill.

Zhao Chuanxin muttered: "It's really hard to learn well, but it's easy to get away with bad learning."

The hunter wondered: "What did you say?"

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and asked, "If someone wants to take back this land, are you willing to join in the resistance?"

I thought the hunter was aloof from the world and didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing.

Unexpectedly, the hunter kept stiffening: "Driving away the Cossack devil? That's good."

Zhao Chuanxin: "..."

What he didn't know was that many ethnic minorities in Tsarist Russia were conquered by force. Some ethnic groups even resisted Tsarist Russia, and in the end only 1,800 people were left to continue to multiply.

Their language system is closed, so they pay more attention to tradition and accept death. However, the area outside the customs is vast and sparsely populated. Therefore, decades of time will not allow them to follow the trend.

There are two other points, one is the barbaric Cossack harassment, and the other is the heavy taxes imposed by Tsarist Russia in order to restrict their fishing and hunting. Many ethnic groups hate Tsarist Russia deeply, and resistance occurs frequently.

But Zhao Chuanxin didn't know this. Instead, he felt that the sample was too single and that extensive collection was needed to clarify the attitudes of these ethnic minorities.

He thought for a while, took out a turquoise bear statue he bought in the United States from his pocket and handed it to the hunter: "A gift for you."

The hunter didn't know what courtesy was, so he walked over without saying thank you, and excitedly told Zhao Chuanxin his name: "My name is Bilahara. In order to avoid the Cossack devil, my people live in the mountains. On the other side. Come to my house and I'll treat you to meat."

He couldn't put it down and held the exquisite bear god statue up with great respect, looking at it in the sun.

The quality of turquoise in the United States is not as good as that in China, but there are also good ones. The porcelain quality, density and color of this turquoise bear god statue are all excellent, and the green color is bright under the sun.

Because there are many people in Sauron's tribe who believe in bear spirits, Zhao Chuanxin was able to carve this thing.

Birahala was very ugly, with high cheekbones, and his body was dirty. The animal skin he wore was almost polished and shiny.

But his temperament is very simple, and he has almost no defense against Zhao Chuanxin.

One can imagine how disadvantaged a group of people with this temperament would be when facing Maozi.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "Next time I go to your house, I want to cross the sea and go to Sakhalin Island on the other side."

Bilahara thought less. He pointed at the hunting dogs and said, "Friend, I want to give you a good dog as a gift in return."

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at the group of hounds that were circling around the dead wild boar, and felt that they could be named Ruhuangbao, Suixinglang, Golden-winged Hound, Cangshui Qiu, Spotted Jinbiao...

He is much taller than the stupid dog Shenjun of the work boy Suba.

This was the first time Zhao Chuanxin knew that hunting dogs originally needed to hunt in groups. No wonder he felt that the name hunting dogs was not worthy of its name.

He flicked the cigarette butt away and said with a smile: "There are many kinds of dogs with roots, and the ones with breath are rare. If you take it with your heart, this dog is still good for hunting for you."

Birahala scratched his head when he heard this.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Goodbye, friend."

After that, he stepped on the Misty Traveler and ran towards the sea.

He deliberately let Bilahara see this scene, but he didn't wear soft gold armor because the features were too obvious.

As expected, Bilahara looked in awe, looked down at the bear god's handle in his hand, and muttered: "Could he be the bear god coming to the world?"

If he wasn't a god, how could he run so fast?

There is a price for showing off.

Zhao Chuanxin ran until he was out of sight of Bilahara, and then he found a place with thick ice to stop, where his nose and tears were frozen.

He tremblingly took out the soft gold armor and put it on. When the armor was closed and opened for warmth, he felt that his skin, which seemed to be cracked by the cold wind, was getting better.

"Huh, Zhao has paid a lot for the country." Zhao Chuanxin was moved.

Xingyue doesn't know why: What is your purpose of doing this?

Zhao Chuanxin said: "The purpose is to make him respect me like a god. When I need it later, I only need to wave my hand and I can gather a million troops from all over the border!"

Xingyue:......

…

In Outer Mongolia, Taoke Taohu and others wrapped their mouths and noses with leather and rode on horseback. When they breathed, the airtight moisture rose up and condensed on their brows and beards, making them all look like Santa Claus.

They shouted, crossed the boundary marker of Lubin Mansion, and entered the Dauria area northward.

Tu Hai rubbed the ice on his eyebrows and asked, "How many Maozi Niulu are we going to rob?"

Taoke Taohu sneered: "The Russians don't call them Niulu. What we robbed are small villages. I have been to Siberia and met many Russians. The Russians endure hardship and cold, and the nobles call the soldiers composed of the lower classes gray animals. This shows. I am worried that the people we killed and the little property we looted will not even report it to the officials and will not attract attention. Let’s go east. There is a big village there, close to the railway. The people who were robbed must be Will spread the word.”

Tu Hai lowered his head and looked at the twisted gray ax pattern sewn on the armband, frowned and said, "Can we really deceive those idiots?"

They were all wearing Gray Ax Army cotton-style coats, but the cotton was relatively thin, the collars were not made of wool, and the chests had plate buckles instead of copper buttons.

In addition, due to the scarcity of tailors, their armbands are far from those of Gray Axe. They are poorly cut and simply sewn, and may fall off after being washed.

The shape of the ax is not as neat as the coats produced in Lugang Town. Everyone's gray ax armband is different in size and shape.

Tuhai had seen the Gray Ax Army, and he felt that anyone who had seen the Gray Ax Army could see through their disguise.

After all, there wasn’t that much money available because Maozi cut off their funding.

At present, military resources are still collected from Haishan's search for rebellious prairie princes and nobles.

Tao Ketaohu chewed beef jerky and said: "They will believe it. What knowledge can the common people have? Don't worry. After this robbery is over, the Gray Ax Army will have a bad reputation, and Zhao Chuanxin will have a bad reputation. Wait Warmer weather is when I wait for a comeback.”

After that, he rode forward and said, "Let's go, let's drink and eat meat tonight!"

The horse bandits cheered.