The officer, with four guards, opened his arms and laughed, and walked towards Mikhail, who was on horseback.

The officer, named Stashinki, was a direct subordinate of Overseer Gogwen, like Poyakov, and in real history, an executioner with the blood of the natives of the Heilongjiang River basin on his hands.

In Stakhinki's view, this Mikhail, who went to the Heilongjiang River basin this time, gained a lot, not only trading a large number of commercial goods back, but also bringing a large number of natives who returned to Russia, this trip is really profitable.

For this businessman who has made a fortune, of course, I have to get close to him. After all, if he was able to bring back so many goods and natives, he was afraid that the Overseer Golovin would praise him and favor him.

Seeing Stashinki striding forward, a stiff smile appeared on Mikhail's face. He just wanted to speak, but he felt that the two sharp knives behind him were pressing against him through his clothes, as if to remind him not to forget his identity and say words that he regretted.

Mikhail sighed lightly, squeezed out a smile and said to Stashinki: "Hello, Stashinki, I think that for the interest of Tatar women, you should be the most famous in the whole city of Yakutsk." Stashinki grinned and staggered forward, his steps noticeably unsteady, and it was evident that the guy had just drunk a lot of alcohol before he staggered over.

"Hey, Mikhail, where is this idiot Poyakov, why didn't you see him in the caravan?" As Stashinki approached, he saw that Mikhail seemed to look very unnatural, and he couldn't help but ask curiously.

Mikhail's face was very ugly, and he was blinking his eyes and thinking about how to answer, when the interpreter on the side replied: "Your Excellency Stashiinki, Captain Poyakov is still behind, and another native is coming over. ”

"Oh, yes, this guy Boyakov, it's really developed. I really didn't expect you to gain so much. A look of jealousy flashed on Stashiinki's face, he burped a long wine, and muttered: "Alas, I knew that you went to the Heilongjiang River valley this time, and the harvest was so big, and I also went out with you, this is simply a good opportunity to make a fortune in vain." Stachenki sighed as he continued to walk towards the back of the line, and his mouth was not clean as he spoke, when he came to a soldier of the Tang Army, and suddenly stopped.

With gray-blue eyes, he carefully looked at the Tang Army soldier disguised as a local aboriginal in front of him, as if something was not quite right on him.

He could not help but feel very strange when he saw that the natives in front of him, with extremely dark skin, a slender face, high cheekbones, and prominent eyes, were completely different from those Yakuts or Daurs who were accustomed to seeing in the locality, with fair skin, small eyes, and almost everyone with a large bread face.

The drunken Stachenki didn't notice that the native, who was staring at him, had quietly clenched the detoxifier at his waist.

Of course, Stachenki would not know that this Tang Army soldier was actually neither a local indigenous nor even a Han Chinese, but a Sinicized native from Taiwan.

This Taiwanese sinicized native, named Heizhao, since the eleventh year of Chongzhen, served in the Tang Army, at first was just a spearman, and then because of his tall strength and outstanding martial arts, he was selected as the general soldier of Pingnan Town.

After serving in Pingnan Town for several years, due to the expansion of Andong Town from the battalion to the town, he was transferred from Pingnan Town to Andong Town, and was promoted to a rampant general commander.

And now, together with these 500 rampant general soldiers, Heizhao attacked the city of Yakutsk in the north, but he didn't expect that just when he was about to enter the city in a sneaky way, there would be such an additional episode.

Hei Zhao could clearly sense the other party's bad intentions, and he clutched the hilt of his sword, ready to launch a self-defense counterattack at any time.

Stashinki was completely unaware of Hei Zhao's secret move, he frowned, and actually picked up Hei Zhao's leather felt hat, wanting to learn more about him.

Stachenki was shocked to see that the native, instead of shaving his hair like the Yakuts or Daurs, had a Han haircut like the translator.

Yes?! This person, this person turned out to be a Ming Dynasty person! This, this...... Stashinki let out a scream, and before he could shout a word of inquiry to Mikhail, the black summoner had already struck out.

In his dark and stout right hand, the sword was swung out sharply, and with a soft hissing sound, it slashed at Stashinki's neck as thick as a cow, and the blood immediately gushed out like a column of blood like a water pipe in an open box.

Stashinki let out a low roar and fell down, a large cloud of foam gushing from his mouth, and then he fell to the ground, convulsing and jumping like a dying fish.

At the same time, before his two guards could react, Hei Zhao had already jumped up and stabbed the blood-stained knife into the chest of one of the guards.

Hei Zhao stirred vigorously at the heart position, and then pulled it out, and the surging blood mist gushed out, staining him like a bloody man.

The guard screamed, fell to his knees, rolled on the ground and wailed, but his movements were getting slower and slower.

In this short moment, the rampant chief armor chief Hei Zhao, with the power of lightning, instantly killed the two of them, extremely crisp and fast.

At the same time, another rampaging general soldier next to him also swiped the ground, he brushed the ground and drew his waist knife, slashed hard, and the head of the other guard, with a straight and surging blood, swished into the air.

Seeing the sudden change, the Russian soldiers defending the city screamed loudly, and the soldiers who were originally standing outside began to run towards the city as fast as they could.

"The situation has changed, the whole army is attacking, you must rush into the city! Also, hurry up and inform the team of Takeda-sama in the back!

Chata's face turned red with anxiety when he saw the sudden change, and he drew his waist knife from the ground and yelled loudly. All the Flying Harrier cavalry of the Don Army, letting go of Mikhail's Russian caravan, roared and attacked Yakutsk. 95 Flying Harrier cavalry, galloping wildly, they rushed forward like a protruding wild, and even trampled some of the Yakutsk defenders who had not had time to flee into the city. In addition, there were five cavalrymen, who hurriedly took the interpreter's bag and withdrew their horses to inform the large army of Wu Zhuang, who was slowly approaching the city of Yakutsk. And when the 95 flying harrier cavalry rushed towards the city of Yakutsk, behind them, the 500 rampant general soldiers also roared loudly, and rushed towards the city gate with them. For a while, outside the city, only Mikhail's caravan stood dozens of steps away from the city gate, they were extremely embarrassed, and they didn't know what they were going to do next. As soon as Chata led 95 flying harrier cavalry into the city, he immediately slashed and killed, and the defenders at the city gate were caught off guard and wailed. With the huge momentum of the horses, all the Russian soldiers who wanted to stop were knocked into the air or slashed to the ground, and the 95 flying harrier cavalry of Chata quickly rushed into the city, and for a while, there were a few people who could stop it. However, Chata quickly saw that at the head of the city, there were Russian soldiers, who were hurriedly pulling the chains, and it seemed that they were going to put down the iron gate hidden in the door. At this time, the rampant general army that followed behind him poured in no more than fifty people.

"The cavalry dismounted, the whole army attacked, killed the enemy at the head of the city, and let our army enter the city!" Chatta's face was flushed, his forehead was swollen, and he brandished his bloody waist knife and shouted loudly.

It's too late. As he finished shouting, he could only hear a bang, and from the city gate and moon road, a huge bluestone wrapped in iron sheet smashed down, smashing the three Tang army soldiers who had no time to dodge below into meat pies.

At the same time, a sharp alarm suddenly sounded in the city, and a large number of Russian troops in the city began to shout and attack.

At the entire east gate of Yakutsk City, there was a sudden shout of killing, the sound of swords slashing, the popping sound of piercing into the human body, and the screams of dying were immediately resounded.

The Tang army, which had entered the city, suddenly fell into an extremely critical state. The shouts of murder from the gates of Yakutsk immediately alarmed Golovin, who was writing a letter to the Tsar in the office of the Overseer to report on the development of the Far East.

Like a frightened rabbit, he dropped the quill and the round lenses of his eyes, and rose from his nailed leather chair.

"What's going on? Damn, it's not peaceful to write a letter, could it be that the Chinese have come into the city? Golovin slammed the table and cursed loudly.

A fat man who looked like an adjutant hurriedly entered the door from the outside, wiped the sweat on his face, and said to Golovin urgently: "That's right, Lord Overseer, it is the army of the Chinese, disguised and disguised, and entered the city!" Golovin's dark blue eyes widened, and his beard shook on his thin face, as if he had heard a message that was almost impossible to hear.

"What did you say?!"

"Lord Overseer, the Chinese army has entered the city, they have coerced our caravan, pretended to be the natives who came to submit to us, and invaded my city of Yakutsk!" Golovin's mouth suddenly opened in a big O-shape.

This, how is this possible?! This Yakutsk city, far away in the area of the Lena River, surrounded by hundreds or even thousands of miles of deserted areas, and there are many patrols, how can these hateful yellow-skinned monkeys come to Yakutsk City so quietly, and still deceive the defenders and sneak into the city.

"Then, did the Chinese army all mix into the city?" Golovin's face was sallow, and he stammered a little.

"Not yet, the Chinese only came in from the east gate, and only about a hundred people came in, and the rest were blocked alive outside the city because our army pulled down the iron gate to defend the city in time." The adjutant replied hurriedly.

Golovin let out a long breath, his face suddenly showed a relaxed look, he hurriedly put on his armor, and said loudly as he walked out: "Pass my order, the whole city defenders will go to the east gate together, and destroy all those yellow-skinned monkeys who don't know whether they are alive or dead!" ”

"Yes." By the time Golovian had escaped from the Overseer's Palace, Chata had led fifty dismounted Harrier cavalry and more than fifty of the rampaging general soldiers who had managed to enter, and they had gone up to the city with a shout from the roads on both sides of the gates.

And under the city, there were nearly fifty other Flying Harrier cavalry, after dismounting, forming a semi-circle formation and strangling with the Russian soldiers who rushed over.

There were more than 30 Russian troops guarding the city, most of whom were experienced Cossack mercenaries, and they also quickly formed a circle to resist the Tang army's desperate charge.

And outside the city, the Tang army, which was blocked out and was not allowed to enter the city, was rampant with the general army, so angry that almost everyone was angry, but there was nothing to be done.

After all, the city of Yakutsk is so steep that they can only sigh at it without the means to climb it.

"Brothers, fight hard, only when the brothers who are put outside the city come in, we can have a chance of survival!" Chata, who was bloodied, yelled at the nearly 100 besieging Tang troops. Yes, at this point in the battle, it has reached the point of death, either take this Yakutsk city, or die here, and there is no third way to choose. Chata led the nearly 100 Tang troops, while trying his best to slash at the more than 30 Russian troops at the head of the city. At this point in the battle, it no longer matters what the formation and tactics are, and both the enemy and us understand that unless we defeat the opponent, we can have the slightest chance of survival, otherwise we will definitely die. Therefore, both armies were like wild beasts, desperately attacking and killing without mercy. And in the distance, when he saw that the Tang army was desperately trying to defeat, and the Russian garrisons who were guarding the chains of the city gate, a cold color flashed on the face of the overseer Golovin.

"Fire, let's get rid of all these yellow-skinned monkeys." He coldly ordered.

"But, Lord Overseer, this is a mixture of our two armies, and it is difficult to distinguish them for a while, and our army will also suffer many casualties if this fire is fired." The adjutant on the side said with a look of urgency.

"So what?! Do you have to wait until these yellow-skinned monkeys open the city gates and let more monkeys outside the city into the city? Alowen suddenly became furious.

"Now is a very moment, as long as you can eliminate these yellow-skinned monkeys and hold this Yakutsk city, all the costs can be paid!"

“…… Yes, under the order. At this time, Chata and the others attacked bravely, and the Cossacks, who were surrounded in the middle, kept screaming and falling to the ground.

Keep backing down. From the first year of Wanli (1573) to the seventeenth year of Chongzhen (1644) when Emperor Chongzhen hanged himself, the Ming Dynasty went from the glow of the sun to the fall of the heavens and the earth.

The golden age of the Ming Dynasty, which was brought about by Zhang Juzheng, began with a brutal struggle for power in the court.

Zhang Juzheng's reform of the law, this historical event that looked beautiful in later generations, but in the actual evolution process, it is full of all kinds of ugly things such as backroom conspiracy, exclusion of dissidents, framing political opponents, etc., which is the true face of traditional Chinese politics.

Because in the power field of imperial politics, morality is very pale, and playing with power and mastering power is a must for a politician.

It was the fate of the politicians of that era to build a bright and great cause by unbright or even dark means, and they had no choice.

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