In the temporary palace of Tsarist Russia, the atmosphere was always very depressing. The general and the nobles whispered. Marshal Kolchak, the Supreme Commander-in-Chief of Tsarist Russia, sat opposite the empress, and some staff officers stood in front of the huge sand table map. The Russian officials pointed at the country and discussed from time to time. Prime Minister Beyakov Shawshenko was beside the empress, and the empress turned around and said to him: "What do you think of the next war?"

Jakwei Shawshenko smiled bitterly and said, "When it comes to war, I am only suitable to be a regiment-level staff officer. The commander of the large corps will be given to Marshal Kolchak. I know it myself."

Kolchak nodded at Prime Minister Jacques. Now that Tsarist Russia can maintain its current state, it is inseparable from its own efforts, and even more from the efforts of Prime Minister Jacques Vishaoshenko. Kolchak, Jacques Vishaoshenko, and Chief of Staff Bereveldge formed the iron triangle of Tsarist Russia, supporting the entire Tsarist Russian Empire to survive. After the great retreat of the Moscow Gang last year, the collapse of the Tsarist Russian Empire was almost caused by the collapse of the Tsarist Russian Empire. The Far Eastern Gang and the Officers Gang were truly together, and the complex factional struggles became a concerted effort to fight against the Soviet Union.

"Now the bandit army's strength continues to expand. They even formed two female infantry divisions. According to the messages sent by our spies in the bandit army, their total strength reached 800,000. The current total strength of our army is only 460,000, and we can only defend the south and cannot go north. The rebels began to gradually expand to the east and have already contacted the Chinese army. The Chinese soldiers in Aksu have tens of thousands of soldiers. Can we let them continue to send troops?" asked Charlie Nevsky, the staff officer of Kolchak.

Prime Minister Jakarwi Shawshenko shook his head regretfully and said, "The Chinese have lost trust in us. Therefore, they rejected Utkin's special proposal to restart the Harbin Agreement. The Chinese are too capricious."

"They were originally a clown nation." Deputy Chief of Staff Denikin said angrily, who was originally a nationalist, or white supremacist, and did not have a good impression of the Chinese.

However, if the Chinese do not send troops, relying on the current attitude of Britain, the United States, France and Japan, there will be no one to help. Relying on themselves, everyone will have a clearer understanding, or Tsarist Russia can gain an advantage in a certain local battle. However, the war of drinking cannot be completed by some excellent soldiers. Soldiers are consumables. After the excellent soldiers die, the rest are rookies. Can these rookies defeat the Soviet Russian army with multiples?

At this time, the female czar Sakalina, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said: "Wutkin is not a good candidate for help from the Chinese."

"Who is the best candidate?"

"Crown Prince, Crown Prince Andre." Sakalina sneered, worthy of being a femme fatale, hit the nail on the head. Everyone looked at each other with different expressions. The identity of the father of Princess Tajiyana's son, Crown Prince Andre, is not an open secret, but as long as they are important officials of Tsarist Russia, they know that after all, a black-haired Crown Prince is too eye-catching. As the baby grows older, the characteristics of mixed blood are becoming more and more obvious, and the secret cannot be preserved.

But everyone was also a little overwhelmed by the suggestion of the female tsar. Yes, they didn't know whether the idea was good or bad, nor did they know whether it was a despicable way of using babies. Is it a blasphemy or a distortion to the pride of Russia?

But Berevelge sighed: "Probably, this is not appropriate."

Jakarvi Shawshenko said: "I think this is impossible. Andre is our crown prince, the future emperor. Everything he does needs to be for this great Tsarist Russia. Her Majesty the Queen, I support your suggestions." The Prime Minister said this, and the civil servants immediately expressed their support.

The military officers looked at the highest military marshal of Russia. The proud Golchak also lowered his head and sighed, "I have no objection." No objection means that he agrees, and the officers express their default attitude.

Since no one denies it, Sakalina sneered: "Okay. Then send Princess Tajiyana and Crown Prince Andre as special envoys to China and seek help."

"But the road to the east has been blocked." Berevelger hurriedly said.

Chief of the Interior Diripolici said: "Chief of the General Staff, please don't worry. We have airships left by the Chinese, and we can fly to China by airship."

Sakalina glared at Diripolici, thinking that you, a talkative guy, the airship belongs to me, and you actually made a secret decision. But considering that she only sacrificed an airship for Tsarist Russia, she didn't feel anything. She didn't want to be the last Russian Tsarist, which became a shame in history. When later generations remembered Tsarist Russia, they said that Tsarist Russia was destroyed by Sakalina's hands, how could she bear it? So she was the person who most wanted Tsarist Russia to exist. She hoped to defeat the Soviet Russia more than those who were doing it. She looked at everyone here and said, "You depend on you for the future of Tsarist Russia, to eliminate the evil Bolsheviks and safeguard the dignity of Tsarist Russia!"

"Yes." The Russian official led by Kolchak said immediately.

After the meeting, Kolchak returned to the headquarters with a vague concern, and with the Russian character, it was difficult to accept using women to seek help from foreign countries. At this time, the secret news of the war came. The Soviet army and the Central ** team suddenly fought in Kazakhstan. A cavalry of Wang Jiejun's army in the Third Division of the White Tiger Legion of the China Team sneaked into the Soviet headquarters and burned down the Soviet army's arms and supplies, resulting in the Soviet army being forced to withdraw. Kolchak said in surprise: "Why is such an important news a secret news? Didn't Russia and China report it?"

The staff officer said: "Yes, in China, there is no newspaper in the Red Bandit area that has any news about this conflict."

Kolchak was alert: "The Chinese must have reached some kind of agreement with the rebels, and that must be, that is the key to our negotiations. If we give the Chinese less benefits than the Soviet Union, then the negotiations will still end in failure."

"Marson, you mean..." Charles Nevsky said.

Kolchak said: "I want to go to the Queen to discuss it again. The restraint of China is either not necessary or gives them an undeniable temptation. Otherwise, we will lose face and the country. We can snatch the land in the Far East after we become stronger again, but if we lose the land in Europe, we will even perish ourselves." For the proud and Chinese people, their hearts are full of contradictions. The pride and glory of their ancestors makes them unable to accept the pride and their heads are unacceptable to live, and they have to die without bowing their heads. After bowing to Britain and France, who are also white, they really can't tolerate the yellow people.

Survival of humiliation or death of dignity is a difficult issue for Tsarist Russia.

In the ninth year of the Republic of China, September 1920, Beijing was in a hot summer, and many people hid at home to enjoy the cool air. The coachman on the street sat on the ground in groups of three or two to enjoy the cool air. No one was willing to go out to work, and only a few of them were still pulling heavy rickshaws, wiping their sweat from time to time, hoping that there would be one or two generous nobles on the street.

"Damn the weather, why is it so hot?" Ma San complained. Suddenly, he saw a car breaking out in the distance. He quickly pulled the car and ran over. He saw a goatee-bearded gentleman standing by the side of the road, a driver and a servant were surrounding the car for repair. Ma San knew that the business was coming, so he hurried over and said, "Does sir want to take the car?"

The goatee looked at Ma San and nodded, "It just so happened that it's hard to find a coachman in such hot weather. You are diligent."

Ma San sighed and said, "I have a lot of food at home. Don't look at me in my thirties this year. My wife has saved me six babies, alas." He asked again, "Sir, where are you going?"

"Pubelle Mansion, do you know?"

"I know, I know, the Grand Marshal Shangwu lives there now. It was his brother's home. Everyone in Beijing knew this." Ma San said, and when the customer got on the car, Ma San was in a car and said, "You have to hold it up, and the car canopy is shaded."

"Okay, I'll give you a reward when I go to the place."

"Okay, you're in." Ma San smiled, and after a few steps, Ma San nagged again: "You go to find the Grand Marshal Shangwu, you must be a high-ranking official, right?"

Goatee smiled and said, "I'm not a high-ranking official, I'm just a clerk."

"Don't lie to me. I have this kind of vision. You must be a high-ranking official." Ma San said, "I'll tell you a secret. This Martial Martial Artsman actually has something to do with me. He made my car when he didn't make a fortune in his early years."

Goatee said, “Is that so? When?”

"It was in the first year of the Republic of China." Ma San recalled, "Beijing had just had a military chaos and the territory was not safe. The first person the Grand Marshal met after coming to Beijing was me. At that time, he had no money, so I followed him to pawn. I realized that the Grand Marshal would definitely not be a thing in the pool in the future, and he would definitely have a promising future. I didn't expect that I really got it right! In just nine years, he became a Grand Marshal above ten thousand people."

The goatee laughed and said, "This Martial Martial Artsman has to thank you. You were the kindness of helping you at the beginning."
Chapter completed!