Chapter 383 Looking at Kaufman's pig liver face, which was no longer as hot as before, Zuo Zongtang smiled.

"Hahaha..." Zuo Zongtang couldn't help laughing after hearing Kaufman's vicious words. Then, he shook the pocket watch he had been holding at Kaufman, "Look at what time it is now. Poor General Kaufman, let's not talk about the small strongholds you set up on my way, which have long ceased to exist under the cleaning of my army, nor do we say that Taragar and Turgen must have changed hands. Let's calculate the calculation here - Hashkelen, do you really believe that your troops will be the opponents of the four hundred soldiers I brought?"

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"What am I?" Looking at Kaufman with a face that is as fierce and distorted as pigs' liver, Zuo Zongtang slapped the tea table beside him, "I can tell you clearly now that as long as I want, all the Tsarist Russian ghosts in Hashkelen, including you General Kaufman himself, will be sent to the grave without leaving any left. If you don't believe it, go out of this tent and try it."

"Hahaha...Dear General Zuo, are you so confused? You really think of me as a child." Although Kaufman did not walk out of the tent, he laughed wildly, "Don't forget that Kreka has nearly a thousand officers and soldiers. Even if your soldiers are powerful, what can you do to me?"

"Of course I don't want to do anything to you now," Zuo Zongtang looked at Kaufman, who was like a duck-like meat and mouth, and let out a series of sneers. "But I want to warn you General Kaufman that your biggest mistake is that you feel good too much."

Speaking of this, Zuo Zongtang raised his hand and first greeted a few Red Army soldiers guarding the door of the tent, and then continued to look at Kaufman and said slowly, "General Kaufman, I really want to advise you that from the very beginning, you have been too satisfied with your so-called peace talks. Of course, I must also thank you, because without your complacent, I would not have the confidence I am today. Haha, dear General Kaufman, you have made the peace talks too extravagant, so whether it is your strongholds for early warning, or Taragar and Turgen, two fortresses that are important to you, have been harmed by your extravagance."

"Of course, you can rest assured that even if I want to mess with you now, it is as simple as a whole ant, but..."

Zuo Zongtang said this, after a moment of pause, he slowly stood up, waved his hand to Kaufman, and made an extremely chic "please" attitude, "But our people in the Celestial Empire are not as despicable and shameless as you and your Tsarist Russia. Please, dear General Kaufman, whether you are happy or unhappy, since I, Zuo Zongtang, have already returned home today, there will be no place for you to rest in Hashkelen."

At this time, Kaufman simply stopped moving.

He stared at Zuo Zongtang's face that seemed extremely ugly to him, and finally woke up a lot of his mind and was spinning rapidly.

Kaufman would not believe that the two fortresses that this despicable Chinese just mentioned, Taragar and Turgen, were now in the hands of the Central Team. He believed that it was just a bluffing fool that the shameless Chinese man in front of him was worried that he would fight to the death.

However, if Taragar and Turgen, even his Villeburg, are in an extremely dangerous situation, Kaufman really has to agree.

Because Kaufman had to admit that the damn Chinese man on the other side had said something right, that over the past few months, he had really made the momentum of peace talks too much, that not only his subordinates, but even himself regarded a illusory peace as a real thing. For them, war seemed to be a dead baby who had been thrown into the wilderness.

It was precisely for this consideration that although Kaufman, who was sweating all over, wanted to eat this Chinese thief named Zuo alive, he still suppressed the anger in his heart and planned to leave the thirty-six strategies.

Of course, there is another reason why Kaufman didn't want to compete with Zuo Zongtang now.

Kaufman understood the truth that he wanted to capture the king first. However, after Kaufman was quickly whispering in his mind several times to capture Zuo Zongtang alive, he reminded himself not to act voluntarily.

Yes, the Taipingtian** team, which was already "wrapped" in his Kreka barracks, was less than half of the soldiers here. If we only consider this point, if we really start, Kaufman should still have a good chance of winning.

But what made Kaufman feel really unsure was that first of all, his subordinates who had eaten and drunk enough and had no preparation for using force. Secondly, the most terrifying point was that he had fallen into the hands of the other party now.

Although the ugly Chinese face opposite him looked smilelessly, Kaufman believed that as long as he dared to open the door of the big tent, he would shoot it into a sieve in the north without waiting for him to step out of the tent.

So, although Kaufman wanted to bear to take a step back before talking at this moment, he did not dare to go out easily.

"Why, are you afraid that I will shoot you with a black gun?"

Looking at Kaufman's face that was no longer as hot as before, Zuo Zongtang smiled and sat back on his chair. He first shouted outside the tent, and then in front of Kaufman's face, whose face had turned sharply from pig liver to dead gray, he ordered several Red Army soldiers with live ammunition that rushed in, "Tell you battalion commander, be sure to send General Kaufman and his soldiers to leave here without leaving one."

Then, Zuo Zongtang looked at Kaufman, who was full of suspicion and smiled faintly, "Don't worry, General Kaufman, if you feel that you still have the ability to fight me, then go back and prepare well. But in the end I still want to remind you that if you fall into my hands again, you will not have the good luck as you have today."

Kaufmann turned around silently out of the tent, with anger in his stomach.

Under the "assistance organization" of the Red Army officers and soldiers, Kaufmann took his subordinates with more than a thousand people with deep drunkenness to bid farewell to their Kreka forever.

Until this time, Kaufman's heart that had been hanging behind his throat finally fell back into his stomach. He really didn't expect that these Chinese people who he called extremely despicable and shameless were really a bit strict in reputation and open and upright.
Chapter completed!