A Romantic Detective in the Qing Dynasty [Complete] - 16

Chapter Nine: Danger in Taikang

Our group traveled at a leisurely pace, finally arriving in Taikang Town on July 2nd, a day's journey from Bu Kui. We stayed at the Liansheng Inn.

The inn was quite nice; Li Xianglin and the others had booked the entire second floor. Shu'er and I stayed in a suite at the very back. Exhausted from the journey, we ate and went back to our room. Because there were many people in the car, and Shu'er, although four months pregnant, was still very shy and didn't dare show affection in front of others, she immediately hugged me tightly upon entering, her soft, voluptuous body pressing against my chest. My passion was instantly ignited. I held her delicate body tightly, taking her sweet tongue into my mouth and sucking on it sweetly. Suddenly, a chill ran through me. I quickly pulled Shu'er behind me, drew my pistol swiftly, shushed her, and moved to the right side of the south-facing window. Shu'er also quickly flew to the other side of the window, gripping her small pistol tightly.

There was no movement, no one appeared. Was I just imagining things? No, this danger signal was too strong; it never failed to register, never a false alarm. It was unlikely to come from the door; my guards lived on the second floor. Getting here via them would be impossible! The danger could only be coming from this window, there was no other way!

But why hadn't I seen anything? The danger signal was still so strong; the enemy hadn't gone away!

I looked around the room. Besides a large bed, a square table, and two armchairs, there was nothing else.

Under the table was empty, under the bed—I suddenly understood, the danger was under the bed. But it was too late. The bed suddenly overturned, and a man emerged from underneath, brandishing a pistol and firing repeatedly at me. I returned fire while using my light-footed skills to dodge the bullets. But the guy, even after being hit several times, kept firing. Although I dodged quickly, I was finally shot in the thigh and fell to the ground.

Shu'er rushed forward, charging headfirst into the man, her gun piercing his chest as she fired repeatedly, crying out, "Husband, are you alright!"

The man was knocked down, a gaping wound opening in his chest, blood gushing out. He lay there convulsing, his pistol falling to the ground.

Shu'er ignored him, rushing towards me, tears streaming down her face, tearing open my pants and pressing tightly against my bleeding wound. I laughed, using acupressure to stop the bleeding, saying, "Damn, that was close! If you hadn't been quick, I'd be dead today!"

The gunshot alerted my guards. Li Xianglin rushed into the house with his men. Seeing my injury, Li Xianglin burst into tears, shouting, "Go! Arrest that owner! Seal off the inn!"

Some guards immediately ran out, while the rest searched the house, fearing more intruders.

The accompanying medic quickly examined my wound. Thankfully, it was just a bullet hole in the flesh below my thigh, but no bone was broken. Looking at the spent bullet casings on the ground, he disinfected, applied medicine, and bandaged my wound while chanting Buddhist prayers, "Thank heavens, Buddha is still protecting us! It's a miracle he fired so many shots but didn't hit His Majesty's vitals!"

Li Xianglin kicked the already dead assassin dozens of times before turning him over. He found the killer was a young man in his twenties, carrying nothing, and they couldn't find anything. They thoroughly searched the room and outer room again, but still found nothing.

The guards dragged the trembling shopkeeper over, who sobbed, "This has absolutely nothing to do with me! I don't know how he got in here. I'm just an honest, law-abiding businessman!"

Li Xianglin cursed, "Honest my ass! Those in the transport, shipping, shop, and government offices, even innocent people deserve to die! Tell me, who are these people? Speak up, or I'll shoot you!"

The shopkeeper looked at the man carefully, thought for a moment, and said, "He seems to be a waiter from the Yishengyong Restaurant up ahead. He delivers takeout to our customers every day. He just delivered one to two Japanese customers on the first floor!" Shu'er

immediately said to Li Xianglin, "Send two people to invite the owner of Yishengyong and those two Japanese men here! I want to ask them some questions!" The soldiers dragged the body out, wiped the bloodstains clean, remade the large bed, carried me onto the bed, and then all retreated to the outer room of the suite.

The two Japanese men were brought in, and Shu'er questioned them gently for a long time, but they both insisted they didn't know the deceased. But one of our young soldiers quietly told Shu'er that he and Li Changsheng had encountered these two men in Shenyang and Changchun.

Shu'er nodded and asked with a smile, "Where are you two from?"

A Japanese man with a high-pitched voice hurriedly said, "We just came from Bu Kui yesterday, planning to buy some mountain goods here. People there really like the mountain goods from your Northeast, they sell very well and are very profitable!"

Shu'er still smiled and said, "Oh, the Americans and British say the same thing. Where else do you plan to make your fortune?"

Another man with a rough voice said, "We plan to head towards Changchun and Dalian, and take a look at your country's silks!"

Shu'er said "Oh," and suddenly asked, "Didn't you just come from Changchun? Why didn't you take a look?" The rough-voiced man blurted out, "We didn't have time then—" but immediately stopped, stunned.

"Keep making things up! You two have been following us since Yingkou. I didn't intend to harm you, I just wanted to show you we're not people you can mess with, and let you fend for yourselves, go back to your Japanese den! I didn't expect you to be so shameless, like moths to a flame, running right into us! Tell me! What have you been doing following us all this time? Was this dead man one of your assassins? What mission did you come here for? Who assigned you?"

"No, no, no, we don't know them!" the shrill voice hurriedly said.

"I'm asking about the assassin, not your boss, Yishengyong! What's the rush? Answer one by one!" Shu'er slammed her hand on the table.

The rough-voiced man hurriedly said, "We really don't know that Yamada Jinjiro! We really don't know him!"

I almost laughed. This guy was a complete idiot, why was he sent out as an assassin? But I immediately understood. The voice was simple but confident; this must be someone with extremely high martial arts skills! That shrill voice must be a woman! I immediately wrote a note: "That gruff-voiced man is extremely skilled in martial arts, and you should also be careful of that woman! You must subdue them immediately, or you will be in danger!"

I had one of the soldiers beside me go out and hand it to Shu'er. After a moment, Shu'er said, "Sit down. Things change, and we'll meet again anywhere. Today, this man probably mistook someone for a policeman. He attacked right away and injured our principal, who was also killed by stray bullets. Now that it's over, I thought he was one of your men, and you could take him back! Since he isn't, then we'll find another victim. Come, have some tea!" Then I heard her giggling as she moved around.

Suddenly, I heard that rough voice shout, "What are you doing?"

Shu'er yelled, "Quick, tie them both up! Inoue Masao, how come you don't even know Chinese pressure point techniques? You, Japan's top expert, aren't all that great after all? I didn't expect you to come too! Mutsuhito is really scheming!"

Inoue Tamahira swayed, leaning against the wall to steady himself, and after a long while, he said, "Are you telling the truth?"

Mei'er said angrily, "No, it's all to deceive you! Don't you even look at yourself? You're already a prisoner, why would anyone deceive you? You're a fool, you should die! It's a pity you're being buried alive with your enemy. If your ancestors knew, they would all curse you as a bastard!" After saying that, she turned around and walked out of the cell, taking small steps towards the outside.

Jing Yubin immediately shouted, "Don't go! I want to talk! I want to expose what they've done!"

Chapter Ten: Hero Saves the Beauty.

When Mei'er heard Jing Yubin explain the situation, she immediately turned pale with fright. She hurriedly shouted, "Someone come here! Protect him immediately! No one is allowed to approach him without my order!" After saying that, she ran towards Liansheng Store like lightning.

Under the meticulous care of the doctors and my beloved wives, my injuries had long since healed. Although Li Hongzhang, Empress Dowager Cixi, and my wives urged me to return to Beijing, I hesitated. The reason was simple: a knot in my heart remained untied. According to Bai Xue, there were about four or five hundred Japanese in this area, mostly concentrated near Bu Kui. Although they appeared as businessmen, they certainly had ulterior motives. I wondered why the Japanese had deployed so many forces in this area. Was it to assassinate me? But I had only decided to come here on a whim! They couldn't have known in advance to deploy so many forces here! They must have something bigger planned, but what it was remained unknown!

As I was racking my brains, the door was suddenly flung open. Mei'er ran in, her face pale, her arms trembling as she clung to me. She gasped for breath for a moment before stammering, "Husband, the Japanese are secretly convening a meeting of Mongolian princes in Buqe to discuss Mongolia's independence! I heard more than a dozen princes have come, even the Khalkha prince of Kulun has sent someone!"

Hearing this, although I still didn't know the source of her information, the knot in my heart suddenly untied. I smiled and pulled Mei'er onto my lap, gently stroking her glossy black hair, and said easily, "Don't rush, tell me slowly! The sky won't fall, the Japanese don't have the strength to bring us down!"

In the 21st century, Beijing experiences sandstorms that threaten the lives of its citizens, but in the 19th century, Buqe was a place ravaged by sandstorms. In spring and autumn, the fierce winds blowing from the Gobi Desert would carry sand and dust to every corner of Buqe, making it dark and difficult to open one's eyes, earning the local nickname: "The Wind-Struck Buqe."

It was the height of summer, and while natural sandstorms hadn't materialized, the Japanese had swept a sandstorm from the Mongolian Gobi Desert into Buqai. In the past few days, hordes of Mongolian warriors had suddenly appeared in Buqai, swords and guns at their sides, rampaging through shops and taverns, loudly buying things, drinking boisterously, engaging in brawls in the streets, and shouting profanities—creating chaos in Buqai.

They were a group of Mongolian princes and their guards, invited by Kawaguchi Masao, the secret representative of the Japanese Foreign Minister Mutsu, to the Buqai Huibinlou to discuss their independence plans. Despite Kawaguchi Masao's repeated insistence on secrecy, the arrogant temperament of the Mongolian princes and the influence of alcohol made it difficult for him and his servants to control themselves. As a result, this secret meeting became a Mongolian whirlwind sweeping into Buqai.

Kawaguchi Masao felt threatened by this. He cursed these Mongol princes a thousand times in his heart, but on the surface, he had to humbly and obsequiously incite their desire to rebel. He now only wanted to get things done quickly and leave these crazy drunkards as soon as possible, so that their drunken madness could be directed at the Chinese emperor and the Qing Dynasty!

In the hall on the third floor of Bu Kui's Huibinlou restaurant, a sea of joy was being ignited. A dozen or so beautiful, slender dancers with swallowtail-shaped hair buns and wearing semi-transparent silk skirts were twirling gracefully to the captivating music. Beneath their flowing skirts, their fair, jade-like thighs and their sexy, pert buttocks, barely covered by a thin strip of cloth, were on full display. The Mongolian princes and nobles behind the low tables at the banquet around the hall were mesmerized, forgetting the lamb legs and beef jerky in their hands, their mouths agape, their drool soaking the carpet beneath them.

In a small room beside the main hall, a handsome young Mongol warrior slammed his hand on the table and said, "What do you mean, Mr. Hekou? You know perfectly well that all the Mongol kings were appointed by the Qing Dynasty. Today you want to appoint me as the Great Khan of the Khalkha? Are you trying to make me fight against the Qing Dynasty? You know, with our limited strength, if we were to fight the Qing Dynasty, it would be like moths to a flame, or an egg hitting a rock! Besides, we live a relatively stable life now. We have no reason to risk our lives for your vague and unrealistic titles. And what country in the world would recognize those kings and khans you appoint? We are neither your subjects nor your allies. Why do we need your appointments? The Ryukyu King and the Goryeo King you appointed, when they later refused to obey you, weren't they detained too?" "If it weren't for the Qing Dynasty insisting on taking them back, they would probably be stuck in your prisons forever! Tell me, how can I still trust you? You promised to make us the Khalkha kings, but you know perfectly well that in this Khalkha region, besides us in Kulun, there are so many other princes. Do you think they'll agree? They want to be kings and rulers even more than we do! Even if those princes were willing to listen to you, you didn't even ask us if we would be willing to be manipulated by you! We've just stopped fighting these past few years, the herders have just caught their breath, and our lives have just started to improve, and now you're inciting us to start another war. What are your true intentions? I have to think twice!"

The Japanese man named Kawaguchi Masao was the representative of the Japanese Foreign Minister, Okutsu Munemitsu. He invited more than a dozen Mongolian princes here this time, hoping to use aid to incite them to rise up in independence and stab the Qing Dynasty in the back. The young prince, stunned by the words of the Khalkha prince, was taken aback. He quickly replied, "Your Highness misunderstands. We are only concerned about the heavy exploitation you suffer under the Qing Dynasty, and we are simply trying to free you from their enslavement. The other princes understand this perfectly, and we ask that Your Highness understand as well!" "Whether

they understand or not, I don't know, but I cannot understand, nor can I participate in your activities! We have no intention of turning against the Qing Dynasty, nor do we have the strength to do so. Your promise that international support will rise up once we declare independence is worthless. I am not a three-year-old; I will not believe it! Moreover, we have our own difficulties. We have an inextricable relationship with the Qing Dynasty, and we have no way to break away from them. We hope you can understand our predicament! Alright, Mr. Kawaguchi, thank you for your invitation. We have many matters to attend to at home and must return immediately. We must take our leave!" The young man finished speaking, stood up, and left, followed immediately by his four guards.

Seeing their young master emerge, the guards outside the door immediately embraced him and led him out of the hall.

A tall, burly Mongol prince, seeing them about to leave, hurriedly stood up to block them, saying, "Young Prince, how can you leave! We're all waiting for you to lead a rebellion!"

The young man immediately retorted, "Prince De, what nonsense are you spouting? How can you say such things so casually? Not to mention that tens of thousands of Qing cavalry are right beside you, ready to devour your territory at any moment, just for the peace we've enjoyed under the Qing's protection these past few years, you shouldn't be saying such things! Alright, I am incompetent and unworthy of such a great responsibility, I take my leave!" With that, he led his men to leave the hall. Enraged, Prince De spat out a mouthful of phlegm: "Damn it, ungrateful wretch! Men! Tie them all up!"

A warrior next to the young man grabbed Prince De by the hair, pressing a pistol against his chest: "Sorry, stop your nonsense and get us out of here!"

More than twenty burly men leaped out, guns drawn, blocking the way. The young man pulled out a dagger and swiftly pressed it against Prince De's neck: "Prince De, make them get out of the way! I don't want to hurt you, but if they're disrespectful, I'm sorry!" He pressed the blade down, and blood gushed from the swollen flesh beneath the knife! Prince De

hurriedly shouted: "Get out of the way! This is between my son and me, none of your business!"

Prince De's men immediately cleared the way, and the young man and his men escorted Prince De out of the building.

Seeing his men mount their horses, the warrior kicked Prince De a considerable distance, leaped onto his own horse, and rode away with the young man and his warriors.

Prince De was helped up. He touched his neck, his hands covered in blood, and roared angrily, "Go, kill them! Don't let them cause any trouble later!" He spat out each word.

"Wait, forget about him, someone's dealing with him! Let's continue our conversation!" The speaker was Kawaguchi Masao, representative of the Japanese Foreign Minister, Okutsu Munemitsu. His hand was on Prince De's shoulder as he said grimly, "Even if he runs back to his Kulun Prince's mansion, he'll be riddled with bullets, let alone escape Bu Kui!"

The young man, unaware of their conversation, had already led a dozen or so men away in a frenzied run.

That day, Mei'er came running breathlessly to tell me, "That Ulanqiqige has woken up and can get out of bed!"

Upon hearing this, I rushed to the hospital, not for any other reason than to know the true situation across Khalkha!

I hurriedly opened the door to Ulanqiqige's ward, only to be immediately stunned by the scene before me!

(Episode 5, Chapter 10: Hero Saves the Beauty)

When Mei'er heard Jing Yubin explain the situation, her face turned deathly pale. She hurriedly shouted, "Someone! Protect him immediately! Without my orders, no one is to approach him!" With that, she ran like the wind towards Liansheng Store.

Under the careful care of the doctors and my beloved wives, my injuries had long since healed. Although Li Hongzhang, Empress Dowager Cixi, and my wives urged me to return to Beijing, I hesitated. Not for any other reason than a lingering worry in my mind: according to Bai Xue, there were about four or five hundred Japanese in this area, mostly concentrated near Bu Kui. Although they appeared as businessmen, they certainly had ulterior motives. I wondered why the Japanese had deployed so many forces in this area. Was it to assassinate me? But I had only decided to come here on a whim! They couldn't have known in advance to deploy so many forces here! They definitely have something big planned, but what it is remains a mystery!

As I was racking my brains, the door was suddenly flung open. Mei'er ran in, her face pale, her arms trembling as she clung to me. She gasped for breath for a moment before stammering, "Husband, the Japanese are secretly convening a meeting of Mongolian princes in Buqe to discuss Mongolia's independence! I heard more than a dozen princes have come, even the Khalkha prince of Kulun has sent someone!"

Hearing this, although I still didn't know the source of her information, the knot in my heart suddenly untied. I smiled and pulled Mei'er onto my lap, gently stroking her glossy black hair. I said easily, "Don't rush, take your time! The sky won't fall, the Japanese don't have the power to bring us down!" In

the 21st century, Beijing experiences sandstorms that threaten the lives of its citizens. But in the 19th century, Bu Kui was a place ravaged by sandstorms. During the spring and autumn, the fierce winds blowing from the Gobi Desert would churn sand and dust into every corner of Bu Kui, making it dark and difficult to open one's eyes, earning it the local nickname: "The Wind

Blows in Bu Kui." Now, in the height of summer, a natural sandstorm hasn't arrived, but the Japanese have brought a sandstorm from the Mongolian Gobi to Bu Kui. These past few days, groups of Mongolian warriors have suddenly appeared in Bu Kui. Armed with swords and guns, they roam the shops and taverns, loudly buying things, drinking wine, and engaging in chaotic street fights, shouting curses—turning Bu Kui into utter chaos.

They were a group of Mongolian princes and their guards, invited by Kawaguchi Masao, the secret representative of the Japanese Foreign Minister Mutsu, to the Bu Kui Huibinlou to discuss their independence plans. Despite Kawaguchi Masao's repeated insistence on secrecy, the arrogant temperaments of the Mongolian princes, combined with the effects of alcohol, made it difficult for him and his servants to control themselves. As a result, this secret meeting turned into a Mongolian whirlwind sweeping through Bu Kui.

Kawaguchi Masao felt threatened by this; he cursed these Mongolian princes a thousand times in his heart, but outwardly he had to humbly and obsequiously incite their rebellious desires with kind words. He now only wanted to get things done quickly and leave these crazed drunkards behind, letting their drunken madness be directed at the Chinese Emperor and the Qing Dynasty!

In the hall on the third floor of the Bu Kui Huibinlou, a sea of merriment was underway. A dozen or so beautiful, slender dancers with swallowtail-shaped hair buns and wearing semi-transparent silk skirts were twirling gracefully to the captivating music. Beneath their flowing skirts, their fair, jade-like thighs and their sexy, pert buttocks, barely covered by a thin strip of cloth, were on full display. The Mongolian princes and nobles behind the low tables at the banquet around the hall were mesmerized, forgetting the lamb legs and beef jerky in their hands, their mouths agape, their drool soaking the carpet beneath them.

In a small room beside the main hall, a handsome young Mongol warrior slammed his hand on the table and said, "What do you mean, Mr. Hekou? You know perfectly well that all the Mongol kings were appointed by the Qing Dynasty. Today you want to appoint me as the Great Khan of the Khalkha? Are you trying to make me fight against the Qing Dynasty? You know, with our limited strength, if we were to fight the Qing Dynasty, it would be like moths to a flame, or an egg hitting a rock! Besides, we live a relatively stable life now. We have no reason to risk our lives for your vague and unrealistic titles. And what country in the world would recognize those kings and khans you appoint? We are neither your subjects nor your allies. Why do we need your appointments? The Ryukyu King and the Goryeo King you appointed, when they later refused to obey you, weren't they detained too?" "If it weren't for the Qing Dynasty insisting on taking them back, they would probably be stuck in your prisons forever! Tell me, how can I still trust you? You promised to make us the Khalkha kings, but you know perfectly well that in this Khalkha region, besides us in Kulun, there are so many other princes. Do you think they'll agree? They want to be kings and rulers even more than we do! Even if those princes were willing to listen to you, you didn't even ask us if we would be willing to be manipulated by you! We've just stopped fighting these past few years, the herders have just caught their breath, and our lives have just started to improve, and now you're inciting us to start another war. What are your true intentions? I have to think twice!"

The Japanese man named Kawaguchi Masao was the representative of the Japanese Foreign Minister, Okutsu Munemitsu. He invited more than a dozen Mongolian princes here this time, hoping to use aid to incite them to rise up in independence and stab the Qing Dynasty in the back. The young prince, stunned by the words of the Khalkha prince, was taken aback. He quickly replied, "Your Highness misunderstands. We are only concerned about the heavy exploitation you suffer under the Qing Dynasty, and we are simply trying to free you from their enslavement. The other princes understand this perfectly, and we ask that Your Highness understand as well!" "Whether

they understand or not, I don't know, but I cannot understand, nor can I participate in your activities! We have no intention of turning against the Qing Dynasty, nor do we have the strength to do so. Your promise that international support will rise up once we declare independence is worthless. I am not a three-year-old; I will not believe it! Moreover, we have our own difficulties. We have an inextricable relationship with the Qing Dynasty, and we have no way to break away from them. We hope you can understand our predicament! Alright, Mr. Kawaguchi, thank you for your invitation. We have many matters to attend to at home and must return immediately. We must take our leave!" The young man finished speaking, stood up, and left, followed immediately by his four guards.

Seeing their young master emerge, the guards outside the door immediately embraced him and led him out of the hall.

A tall, burly Mongol prince, seeing them about to leave, hurriedly stood up to block them, saying, "Young Prince, how can you leave! We're all waiting for you to lead a rebellion!"

The young man immediately retorted, "Prince De, what nonsense are you spouting? How can you say such things so casually? Not to mention that tens of thousands of Qing cavalry are right beside you, ready to devour your territory at any moment, just for the peace we've enjoyed under the Qing's protection these past few years, you shouldn't be saying such things! Alright, I am incompetent and unworthy of such a great responsibility, I take my leave!" With that, he led his men to leave the hall. Enraged, Prince De spat out a mouthful of phlegm: "Damn it, ungrateful wretch! Men! Tie them all up!"

A warrior next to the young man grabbed Prince De by the hair, pressing a pistol against his chest: "Sorry, stop your nonsense and get us out of here!"

More than twenty burly men leaped out, guns drawn, blocking the way. The young man pulled out a dagger and swiftly pressed it against Prince De's neck: "Prince De, make them get out of the way! I don't want to hurt you, but if they're disrespectful, I'm sorry!" He pressed the blade down, and blood gushed from the swollen flesh beneath the knife! Prince De

hurriedly shouted: "Get out of the way! This is between my son and me, none of your business!"

Prince De's men immediately cleared the way, and the young man and his men escorted Prince De out of the building.

Seeing his men mount their horses, the warrior kicked Prince De a considerable distance, leaped onto his own horse, and rode away with the young man and his warriors.

Prince De was helped up. He touched his neck and found his hands covered in blood. He was so angry that he shouted, "Go, kill them! Don't let them cause any trouble later!" Prince De spat out each word.

"Wait, forget about him, someone's taking care of him! Let's get back to our business!" The speaker was Masao Kawaguchi, the representative of Japanese Foreign Minister Munemitsu Okutsu. He placed his hand on the Prince of De's shoulder and said in a gloomy tone, "Even if he can't escape Bu Kui, he'll die under a hail of bullets even if he runs back to his Kulun Prince's Mansion!"

The young man was unaware of their conversation; he and a dozen or so men had already run off in a frenzy.

Through the binoculars, I watched the young man run out of the building and asked Bai Xue beside me, "Who is that? He looks like he broke away from their group!"

Bai Xue said, "They say he's the youngest prince of the Kulun Prince, but we checked, and the Kulun Prince has no sons. But this guy is very clear-headed and refuses to follow the crowd. He probably just had a falling out with them!"

I was taken aback. "Immediately send people to track and protect them. The Japanese won't leave anyone with differing opinions alive!" I thought for a moment and said, "Never mind, I'll go. How are the people Mei'er has?"

"They've all turned the tables. They're all inside the building. I doubt they can control the situation on their own! I've already sent more people in, and the outer perimeter is set up!" Bai Xue said.

I knew she had a group of Iron-Blooded Regiment warriors, all trained by her and Yan'er, no less capable than modern special police. The confidence she spoke of meant she must have used them.

I led three hundred Iron Cavalry, following the young man's path.

Because of the Mongolian whirlwind, the streets were deserted long ago, and every house was tightly shut. Therefore, finding the young man and his group wasn't difficult; we spotted their cavalry from afar in the Longsha district.

Suddenly, gunshots rang out ahead. Knowing something was wrong, I immediately ordered, "Surround them from all sides! Don't let a single murderer escape!" With that, I led a group of men forward.

Reaching them, I found the young man and his dozen or so warriors lying on the ground. I cursed myself inwardly, "Why didn't I stop him sooner!" I picked up the young man and was surprised to find he was still alive. I hurriedly tore open his clothes, intending to press acupoints to stop the bleeding, but unexpectedly discovered his chest was tightly wrapped in deerskin, and blood was flowing from beneath it. I quickly used a knife to pry open the deerskin, and out of there sprang a pair of snow-white breasts.

She was a woman? Looking at her beautiful face, I finally understood why Bai Xue had mentioned the sudden appearance of a prince after the Zhaowuda King had no one. She must be Ulanqiqige, the daughter of the Kulun King.

I examined her wound; a bullet had struck the outside of her right breast. It seemed her heart, liver, and lungs hadn't been damaged, so she had survived. I quickly pressed her acupoints to stop the bleeding and channeled some internal energy into her to strengthen her resistance. Then I took off my clothes and covered her with them, hugging her and shouting, "Doctor, come quick! She's still alive!"

The bandits who had attacked the youth panicked and fled when they saw us approaching, but they immediately found all their escape routes blocked. They could only lie on the ground and resist, but under the iron hooves of our cavalry, they were all instantly killed. I shouted and yelled, barely managing to capture two prisoners alive.

Looking at the two prisoners, half-dead, I suddenly understood why the soldiers didn't want to leave a single survivor—they were all Japanese ronin!

The doctor rushed over and quickly treated the young man. He then checked the warriors again and found a young soldier next to the young man who was still breathing. He quickly treated her as well, discovering she was also a young girl, presumably the young man's personal bodyguard.

The doctor said, "Both are fine, no fatal injuries. They've mainly lost a lot of blood. Take them back; a transfusion will wake them up!"

I immediately got a car. We took the two to the hospital and ordered Bai Xue, "Begin the attack immediately!" The

young man's departure alerted several Mongol princes, who also used an excuse to slip away from the Huibinlou. Less than half of the Mongol princes remained at the meeting. Prince

De looked at the remaining people in the hall and said, "Damn it, even better! Now we don't have to divide the spoils among them!"

His words were barely out of his mouth when a burst of gunfire erupted in the hall. The dancers, their backsides almost exposed, cowered and screamed on the ground, while the Mongol heroes who were preparing to rebel knelt and surrendered their weapons.

The real battle took place on the third floor of the Huibin Building. The Japanese soldiers, seeing us rush into the building, immediately retreated to the third floor, blocking the corridor with their guns and preventing our troops from climbing up.

But then gunfire erupted behind them, and they were pinned down in the corridor by fire from both sides.

Kawaguchi Masao, furious, asked, "What's going on? How did the Chinese get upstairs?"

"No, no Chinese got upstairs! Those few Chinese bastards rebelled! They killed everyone in our house!" "Damn it, I told you those guys were unreliable!" Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He grabbed the large, simple-minded Prince De and said grimly, "Sorry, I need to borrow your head!" He then held a knife to Prince De and shouted, "Stop hitting him! We've already captured the rebellious Prince De for you!"

Terrified, Prince De kept crying out, "Mr. Kawaguchi, I've given you everything! You can't just abandon me!"

Kawaguchi retorted, "You stupid bastard, what kind of bridge are you? Now you're my bridge!" He pressed the dagger against Prince De's still-healing neck, and blood immediately gushed out again.

Bai Xue immediately ordered her soldiers to cease their attack, then said to He Kou, "Thank you. Please hand him over to us. To avoid any misunderstandings, please leave this place and find a hotel to rest! We'll cover your hotel expenses!"

Hearing that everything was alright, He Kou immediately led his men, escorting Prince De downstairs. But as soon as he handed Prince De over to Bai Xue, the Chinese soldiers suddenly opened fire, and he and his men were all dead!

I instructed my soldiers to avoid any trouble. Sending them to the International Criminal Court would only result in a few statements and condemnations, and then they'd have to be released and sent back to their country. They would then return to China with a hundred times more ferocity to cause trouble. It's better for us to help them find peace!

Those Mongolian princes and nobles who were preparing to join the Japanese in causing trouble were all imprisoned on my orders. The government sent troops to take over their territories, where land reform was implemented. The princes' livestock were distributed to poor herders, leaving them only with a few livestock for necessities. At the same time, their investiture was revoked. For the princes who did not attend the meeting or left early, their fiefdoms were left untouched. We also handed over the territories whose investiture had been revoked to the Prince of Kulun for administration, and commended the patriotic actions of the Prince of Kulun's daughter, Ulanqiqige.

Meanwhile, Ulanqiqige was struggling between life and death.

She was probably suffering from excessive blood loss; despite receiving large transfusions, her high fever persisted, and she kept delirious, saying things like, "Father, we can't rebel! If we run away with the Japanese, our family will be destroyed!" "Father, I'll go in your place this time. I don't believe they can cover the sky!" "Father, be careful! The Japanese have already established a presence here!" "Those Japanese merchants are all bad news; they must have been sent by the Japanese government! They're here with ill intentions."

Hearing her words, I felt a chill. I knew the matter was far from over in Mongolia. The Japanese influence still needs to be eliminated quickly. I said to Bai Xue, "Immediately deploy forces to conduct a thorough investigation of all leagues in Mongolia. Find all the Japanese, execute those with problems on the spot, and send those without problems back to Japan! Notify the relevant departments to strengthen economic development and construction in Mongolia, boost the economy there, solve the difficulties in the lives of the Mongolian people, and prevent the Japanese from taking advantage of us again!"

Seeing that Ulanqiqige's delicate and beautiful face was extremely pale due to excessive blood loss, I arranged for someone to make ginseng soup for her and have the nurse feed it to her regularly.

With Bu Kui's matter settled, Yan'er and I began working on establishing a heavy machinery factory. I knew this place would undoubtedly become the most important logistical base for the future war against Russia, and the factory's establishment was a crucial link in ensuring our weapons supply; we had to expedite it.
That day, Mei'er came running breathlessly to tell me, "Ulanqiqige has woken up and can get out of bed!"

Upon hearing this, I rushed to the hospital, not for any other reason than to know the true situation across Khalkha!

I hurriedly opened the door to Ulanqiqige's ward, but was immediately stunned by what I saw!

Episode 5, Chapter 11: Sensual Passion.

I was stunned by the scene before me: The soft, soothing sound of a flute filled the room. A beautiful young woman in white, as ethereal as a fairy, danced gracefully in the hospital room, displaying her light, elegant, and ethereal movements. At times, she stretched out her jade-like hand, stood on one leg, and raised it high, as if about to take flight, or perhaps about to rush into her lover's arms, enjoying their tender intimacy. Then, she bent backward, her arms embracing, as if intimately entwined with her lover, enjoying the enchanting spring light. Suddenly, the flute music quickened, and the young woman, using her right toes as a pivot, spun rapidly, her long sleeves billowing, her clothes fluttering, like a fairy walking on water; or like Chang'e flying to the heavens. Suddenly, she whirled around, her face right in front of me. She stopped abruptly, her beautiful eyes first filled with surprise, then hesitation, then joy, and finally, deep sorrow, her eyes brimming with tears. The girl was about seventeen or eighteen, with an oval face, long, flowing hair, willow-leaf eyebrows like the murmuring of swallows, eyes like two clear mountain springs, a jade-like nose like a jade pillar supporting those delicate swallows, and slightly upturned, rosy lips with a gentle smile. A blush tinged her cheekbones, a hint of shyness in her expression. Two small dimples on her rosy cheeks added to her charm, allure, and youthful allure—truly a quintessential Mongolian beauty.

She stood there, her expression constantly shifting—joy, sorrow, anger, resentment, grief, a plaintive lament. Her beautiful face was etched with the vicissitudes of life, a testament to the full spectrum of human emotions. But finally, her small mouth clenched, and tears streamed down her face. She bit her lip tightly, her body convulsing, yet no sound came out.

As the saying goes: silence speaks louder than words! It is also said: "Hearing thunder in silence, behind that silence—" The girl, after holding back for a long time, finally burst into tears, turned around and pulled the girl who played the flute to kneel on the ground together, kowtowing and sobbing, "We, the common women Ulanqiqige and Fukulun, kowtow to Your Majesty, long live the Emperor! We thank Your Majesty for saving our lives!"

I hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, but considering the inappropriateness between men and women, I only extended one hand and said, "Get up quickly. How do you know me? I have come several times and you have been unconscious! We don't seem to have met before?"

The girl placed her hand in my outstretched hand, blushing and glancing at me shyly, she whispered, "Do we have to meet in person to know each other? Is there no spiritual connection in the world? I have seen Your Majesty in my dreams, shouldn't that count as having met you? I have seen Your Majesty's picture, I have drawn Your Majesty's portrait, I have long remembered Your Majesty's appearance in my heart!"

Her voice was like a nightingale singing in a valley, clear and melodious, sweet and heartwarming. Ah, her Mandarin was so pure, truly rare!

I took her soft little hand and, with a slight pull, lifted her up. Her body swayed, almost pressing against us, but I steadied her with a quick movement. A heady scent of roses wafted over, making me dizzy and almost unable to control myself. Suppressing my racing heart, I walked towards the bedside, dragging the girl along with me. Damn it, in my nervousness, I forgot I was still holding her delicate hand—how indecent!

The girl's face was flushed red all the way to her neck, her head slightly lowered, but a deep smile played on her lips. Her breathing was heavy, and her body began to tremble slightly. But her pretty eyes kept stealing glances at me, a slight reproach on her lips, as if blaming me for my recklessness, or perhaps for not walking beside her. I, acting like an emperor, always forget to respect others—it's becoming more and more outrageous!

My sins, I've frightened her! I quickly released her small hand, but she had slightly struggled backward, and when I let go, she was caught off guard and suddenly fell backward. I had to quickly reach out to catch her. Who knew that this catch would pull her into my arms? I was immediately overwhelmed by her softness and sweet fragrance, and I was completely intoxicated!

She nestled against me like a sweet little bird, motionless, her hands naturally wrapped around my waist. I could hear her heart pounding, and her body trembled even more violently, almost causing her to fall. I had no choice but to hold her, but my hand ended up on her pert bottom. Oh no! That's a woman's private area, usually not allowed to be touched by men! But to move away now would seem too obvious. I could only pretend to be oblivious, but the softness and warmth in my hand excited me immensely. I waited for the little girl to remove my hand, and I also waited for her to give me a mild scolding!

But nothing happened. She whispered, "Thank you!" and then fell silent.

Was that "thank you" a compliment for helping her up and holding her, or an acknowledgment of me touching her pert little bottom? Perhaps it was both! Since I had received that acknowledgment, I tightened my grip, my fingers digging into her buttocks. Her face flushed even more. She looked up at me, her beautiful eyes fixed on me, as if trying to etch me into her heart. In any case

, we remained close together, neither of us making a move to separate, neither of us wanting to separate! After what seemed like an eternity, I saw the girl, her face flushed, walking out with her head down. Only then did I realize—damn it, I forgot there were spectators around! She's getting bolder and bolder! I quickly said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I almost made you fall! Come on, sit down!" I helped the girl to the bed. I sat down on the chair beside the bed myself. The girl hurriedly called out, "Fokulen, don't go far!" Her voice was like a nightingale's song, lingering in the air. Oh, she wasn't frightened at all! That means she actually enjoyed the snuggling earlier! Wow, another beauty has been won over!

The young girl left, gently closing the door behind her, then giving it a final push. I figured she wouldn't go far; she was out keeping watch for her master.

Ulanqiqige fell silent, sitting on the bed with her head down, her hands lightly fidgeting with her skirt sash, her face flushed even redder, her breathing so heavy I could hear it.

I stared blankly at Ulanqiqige's slender, fragrant shoulders rising and falling gently, the sheen of her thick, black hair shifting with each movement. My heart pounded, and my erection grew unconsciously, bulging out of my pants.

I quickly tried to calm myself, soothing the troublesome thing, and it took a while to quiet it down, but the room was now even more awkward. I stood up and looked around, trying to find a way to ease the tension.

Suddenly, I froze. I saw several paintings behind her on the bed. Several paintings appeared to be the work of one person, all depicting the same young man. In one painting, he was fencing, against a backdrop of towering mountains and craggy cliffs; in another, riding a horse and drawing a bow, surrounded by vast grasslands; in yet another, standing at the bow of a boat, with a surging river below; in yet another, standing alone in the cold autumn, with blooming red plum blossoms behind him. Standing beside her, I carefully examined the paintings from a distance. The figures were lifelike and exquisitely depicted, not only handsome and dashing but also brimming with heroic and masculine spirit. I couldn't help but exclaim, "Excellent! Excellent! The brushstrokes are free and unrestrained, as if painted in one go. This must have been a portrait taken from life, full of spirit! This person must be your Prince Charming, right?" As I spoke, my heart was filled with envy. I secretly lamented why I was not fortunate enough to have a beautiful woman paint my portrait! Damn it, this man is so incredibly awesome! Not only has he won the heart of a beauty, but he has also won her delicate hand to paint his portrait. How enviable!

The girl made a sound of "hmm," but immediately realized something. She hurriedly stood up and turned around to put the painting away. I rushed to stop her, but instead pulled her into my arms from behind. One of my hands pressed against the soft spot on the girl's chest. The girl let out a soft moan and her body stiffened. I took the opportunity to grab the painting. This time I saw clearly that the man was—how could it be me?

The girl reached out to grab it, turning around, but as she tried to snatch it, I dodged, and she fell heavily into my arms, her full breasts pressing against my chest. Embarrassed, she froze again! Afraid she would try to take it, I wrapped one arm around her waist and held the painting above her head with the other, examining it closely. It

was indeed a portrait of me, not only the eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth, but even the small mole on my face was perfectly accurate. Moreover, the painting was inscribed with Tang poems; one of them was Li Shangyin's lament for spring: "The east wind rustles, the fine rain falls, a soft rumble of thunder echoes beyond the lotus pond. The golden toad sneering, incense burns inside; the jade tiger pulls the well's thread. Jia's daughter peeks through the curtain at Han's young lover; the goddess of the Luo River leaves her pillow for the king of Wei. Let not your heart vie with the flowers in bloom; for every inch of longing turns to ash."

The poem, using the love stories of Han Shou and Jia Chong's daughter, and Cao Zhi and Zhen Hou, vividly portrays the heart's disappointment in pursuing love! The painting was actually two years old. As she wrote these words—my heart skipped a beat.

The girl nestled in my arms, gently drawing circles on my chest with her little finger, her face pressed against mine as if listening to my heart's whispers, but she murmured, "Ulanqiqige has made His Majesty laugh!"

I picked up another painting, the one of me standing alone in the cold autumn, with wildflowers blooming behind me. It still bore Li Shangyin's poem, only this time it was "Fallen Flowers": "The guests have all departed from the high pavilion, flowers flutter in the small garden. They drift unevenly along the winding paths, carrying the setting sun. My heart breaks, I cannot bear to sweep them away, my eyes strain, yet they still seem to fade. My heart faces the end of spring, all I gain is tears on my clothes."

My heart was pounding wildly. I hadn't expected that there would be a secret admirer of mine in this northern frontier. And not just recently, but two years ago! Did I possess such great charm?

I picked up another painting, seemingly newly painted, the ink still wet. The painting depicts me cradling a beautiful woman in my arms, her face clearly resembling the girl herself, seemingly depicting my current predicament. It also includes a poem by Li Shangyin: "Meeting is difficult, parting is even more so; the east wind is powerless, the flowers are withered. The silkworm spins its silk until death, the candle burns until its tears are dry. Looking in the mirror at dawn, I worry about my changing hair; reciting poetry at night, I feel the cold moonlight. The journey to Penglai Mountain is not far; the bluebird diligently searches for news."

It seems she knows I've visited her several times, and she worries about never seeing me again. Holding several paintings, I helped her sit on the bed, remaining silent for a long time. Her head was bowed, almost touching her chest. I knew she was deeply embarrassed; her secret had been exposed, and if she didn't express her feelings for the person she secretly loved, wouldn't she be incredibly disappointed?

But if I said I loved her (in fact, I really do like her), wouldn't that be absurd? Falling in love with every woman I meet—it seems I'm really going to end up with a harem of three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines! But to say I don't love her would be against my conscience and could seriously hurt her feelings. I'm really in a dilemma and don't know how to end this situation!

"Your Majesty, I was ignorant and I beg Your Majesty not to blame me!" As she spoke, she raised her head and saw that her eyes were already filled with tears. My heart suddenly warmed up, and I rushed over and hugged her tightly in my arms: "No, I'm happy. I didn't expect that you already had me in your heart!"

This was the third time I had hugged her, but this time it was my own heartfelt hug. She understood that I had accepted her love, and she burst into tears. She hugged my body tightly with her two jade arms, raised her little feet, and pressed her pink face against mine, rubbing against me and crying, making my face wet.

I patted her pert little bottom and said, "Alright, stop crying, you won't be pretty if you keep crying!"

She kissed me and sobbed, "I'm not pretty to begin with. I've seen all your concubines, they're all like celestial beings. They have yurts here (she pointed to her cheekbones), little wine cups here (pointing to her two dimples), and they're not perky here (pulling my hand to her full breasts). They don't have much womanly charm. So when I see Your Majesty, I want to cry. I feel like I may never receive Your Majesty's love!"

I kissed her and said softly, "Silly girl, don't you know how beautiful and lovely you are? I was captivated by you the day I stopped your bleeding! But I have too many wives, and I don't want to lock you up in my little cage too, so that your beautiful..." Birds cannot fly freely! And I truly hope that you can guard the northern border of our motherland for me, so that those who covet our Chinese territory will never succeed!

She trembled: "Your Majesty, do you still think that way?"

I reached my large hand into her clothes and kneaded her small breasts. Her body stiffened instantly, and after a long while, she said: "You're touching me so uncomfortably, it feels numb! Your Majesty, you haven't answered me yet!"

I laughed: "Silly girl, my hand has already touched you here, do you think I would let you leave me again?"

Upon hearing this, she immediately hugged me and kissed me. Then, her hot tongue began to lick my face, making me feel numb and tingly. My penis instantly stood up and pressed tightly against her lower abdomen.

Her face flushed slightly, and she immediately released her grip on my arm. Looking at me, she said, "I heard Your Majesty was also recently injured. Come, let me take a look at you."

I tried to refuse, but she ignored my attitude, pushed me onto the bed, reached out and unbuckled my belt, quickly pulling down my pants until I was only wearing my underwear. Seeing that it was still inconvenient to look at the wound, she then took off my underwear as well. Suddenly seeing my enormous member, she froze, and after a long while, she said, "Your Majesty is so magnificent! No wonder all the older sisters love you so much; Your Majesty is truly well-endowed!" As she spoke, she slowly reached out her small hand towards my member, as if afraid of biting it or letting it fly away, and suddenly grabbed it, holding it tightly in her hand, and burst into tears again.

I was stunned by her crying: "What's wrong? Are you scared?"

She lowered her head and kissed my penis, sobbing as she said, "It's mine now, it's finally mine! I'm going to have someone to love me now! I'm so happy, I really love it!"

After saying that, she turned and ran out, and a moment later came back into the house with a basin of warm water, and closed the door behind her. Then she brought the water to my feet, squatted down, dipped a clean new white cloth into the water, wrung it out, and gently washed my lower body. She held my penis in one hand and carefully wiped it with the soft cloth in the other, saying as she did so, "Your Majesty, from now on, let Ulan serve it! Hmm, it's still moving, it agrees! It belongs to Ulan!" After wiping, she put the basin aside and said shyly, "Ulan wants to be friends with it, Your Majesty doesn't object, does he?"

After saying that, she stood up and started to take off her silk robe, saying as she did so, "Ulan wants to taste its flavor, Ulan wants it to fly into her body! Fly into Ulan's heart!"

I knew her body was still very weak, and I hurriedly wanted to stop her, but seeing her resolute appearance, I couldn't bring myself to say anything to spoil her fun, so I could only watch as she took off her clothes one by one.

Her skin was as white as snow, her breasts small but round and firm, with pink areolas and nipples like tiny red pearls, probably from where I had touched them earlier, now erect. Her waist was so slender it could be pinched, but her pert buttocks rose sharply, slightly upturned, appearing round and elastic. Her two slender legs were long and shapely, like two jade pillars reaching for the sky. At the end of these pillars stretched a small hill with tender grass just sprouting, its pink valley already bursting forth like pearls, shimmering in the sunlight streaming through the small window—what a beautiful picture! I could only see her physique growing even more magnificent, and perched high above.

Ulanqiqige took small steps, swaying her alluring little buttocks, towards me. I stretched out my hands to welcome her; a passionate, life-or-death battle was about to begin!

Episode 5, Chapter 12: The Forest Parade.

I stood up and stretched out my arms to welcome my beloved wife. Ulanqiqige's face was solemn,

yet she wore a smile, swaying her little bottom as she displayed her alluring body to me as she walked towards me step by step. Her heart was pounding fiercely; I could almost hear the drums beating within it. But the joy and happiness radiating from her face showed how much she longed for our union!

Despite already having nine beautiful wives and concubines, and two beauties whose hearts I've won over and who may soon be in my arms, I was still incredibly excited by the perfect embodiment of God before me, by this devoted and captivating young woman! My enormous member was already making me dizzy, and I was fully prepared to enter!

Suddenly, her face changed, and she rushed towards me, ignoring my outstretched hands. She knelt down, touching the red scar on my leg, tears streaming down her face, repeatedly saying, "I'm so damned, I even forgot my husband was injured!" Then she turned and ran to her clothes, saying as she dressed, "I've heard that a man can't do *that* as long as his scar is still red. But I'm His Majesty's woman now, it's not a matter of a day or two. I'll wait for His Majesty to recover!" She then kissed me and helped me get dressed.

The sudden stop caught me off guard, but Ulan's gentleness and concern filled my heart with sweetness! I understood her better, and loved her even more!

Only then did I remember my business. I said, "I came here today to learn about the situation in the northern desert, but I was so caught up in my passion that I forgot my purpose! It seems my self-control is truly lacking!"

Ulanqiqige blushed with embarrassment and said remorsefully, "Your Majesty, this is not your fault! It was all my pestering! Come, Your Majesty, ask whatever you want! I promise I won't pester you again!"

The matter of Bu Kui was left to Yan'er, who, along with Zhen'er, Yu'er, Min'er, Mei'er, and Xin'er, continued to work on the heavy machinery factory and the branch company of Longxiang Company in Bu Kui. Fei'er and I, along with Xue'er, Shu'er, and Ulanqiqige, escorted by Haibo and his troops, drove into the dense forests of the Greater Khingan Mountains.

Our convoy traveled for two days and two nights through the sunless forests. Suddenly, the view opened up, and beside a winding river stood a city with neat streets and towering buildings.

Haibo exclaimed happily, "Long live the Emperor! This is the headquarters of our New First Army—Zhenbei City. It's only about forty li from Mohe, the northernmost city. Once the fighting starts, they can cross the river in half a day! This place is inhabited entirely by soldiers of our New First Army and their families. We now have ten cities of our own, all nestled in the mountains, each with its own factories, mines, and land. We are not only self-sufficient, but we've also spent a large sum of money to order 200 tanks from the Empress Dowager!"

I replied happily, "Excellent! You've exceeded the task I gave you!" "How's the task I gave you—to send out two young soldiers early—doing well?"

Fei'er immediately chimed in, "Yu'er already told us. They're both a boy and a girl. We sisters are practically identical! All of us have older sons and younger daughters!"

I laughed, "Did you all plan this beforehand to make us happy?"

Fei'er slapped me, "Get lost! Don't be so serious! When you see Yu'er later, at least show some respect; you're His Majesty!"

The car drove a little further before being stopped by Hai Bo's wife, Yu'er, and the welcoming party brought by Tang Heping, the commander of the New First Army. Fei'er and I quickly got out to meet them.

Yu'er had brought both of her children, a boy and a girl, both very beautiful and well-behaved! Upon seeing Fei'er and me, Yu'er immediately knelt down with the children. Fei'er quickly pulled her up, dragging her and the children into our car, and introduced Xue'er, Shu'er, and Wulan to Yu'er. The women immediately started giggling and laughing.

I had taught Tang Heping at the military academy and met him twice at military conferences. He was a student in the first class of the East Point Military Academy. The young man was not very talkative, but he was very steady. He learned strategy and tactics very well at the military academy, and I praised him at a conference. When he saw me, he immediately gave me a proper military salute and then said with a smile, "The principal said he would come once every three years. This year has been six years, and I just remembered to come. This time I will have to stay here for a few more days to make up for it!"

I smiled and said, "I wanted to come to see you all a long time ago, but unfortunately the Japanese have made it impossible for me to find the time. This time I will definitely stay for a few more days to have a good chat with everyone and make arrangements for fighting the Russians!"

Haibo told me that from Zhenbei City southward, there is a city every two hundred li, and one army in each city. There are now nine armies in total, plus eight independent regiments stationed in Heihe, Qikete, Wuyun, Foshan, Luobei, Tongjiang, Fuyuan, Dong'an and other places. He now has a total of 200,000 regular troops and 400,000 militia. He said that with the war underway, the militia needed to both defend the local area and support the front lines, and a smaller force wouldn't be enough. He also wanted to expand the force further; if he had another four years, he wanted to lead 300,000 troops and 700,000 militiamen, organizing a million-strong army to cross the river and kill the Russians!

I exclaimed happily, "Good! You've prepared well for the Russians. Now it's not just about numbers anymore; you also need to train them all into elite troops, capable of taking on ten men each, so the soldiers bleed less!"

Before Hai Bo could speak, Tang Heping said, "No problem! The principal can come and see our troops' training today. Our two divisions will conduct a hill-climbing and defense exercise this afternoon. We'd love to have the principal and Vice Principal Huang give us some pointers!"

I laughed, "Great! I definitely want to see, but don't try anything fake. I've brought Deputy Chief of Staff Zheng with me; she can't fool a lie!"

Tang Heping jumped up, "Chief of Staff Zheng is here! Does that mean we're going to be given combat missions? Commander Hai, we can't be left out of the New First Army!"

I smiled, "Of course you'll be included, but it depends on how many of your soldiers are from Jiangdong!"

Tang Heping deflated, "Not many, maybe a thousand or so!"

I immediately said, "Wow, that's quite a lot! Now they can go back and scout..." "What about their families?"

Tang Heping said, "Don't even mention our soldiers. Even those who go logging here can get a pass and go back, but the Russians are cracking down hard. They can't even take money with them."

I hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then what about their families?"

Tang Heping laughed, "Do they really have to go through their checkpoints? Our soldiers can't even carry half a pig or half a dog back. They can't take anything. Those pampered soldiers of theirs, once winter comes, they stay in their outposts, warming themselves by the fire, and don't want to come out. Our soldiers, pulling small sleds..." "It passed right under their noses!"

I patted him on the shoulder with delight, saying, "That's good, then fewer blood will be shed by the people of Jiangdong!"

Historically, in 1900, taking advantage of the Eight-Nation Alliance's invasion of Beijing, Russia perpetrated a massive massacre in the Sixty-Four Villages of Jiangdong. They drove our people from the Sixty-Four Villages to the south bank of the Heilongjiang River. When the people refused to leave their homes, they set fire to the houses, shot the old and weak, tied the remaining people together by their braids, and pushed them all into the turbulent Heilongjiang River. Then they set up machine guns and opened fire on the crowd. At that time, the Heilongjiang River was stained red with blood, and some who escaped with their lives even ran across the river covered with corpses! Now that I'm here, I'm determined not to let this history repeat itself!

Seeing the tears streaming down my face, Haibo asked anxiously, "Are the Russians really going to make a move?"

I replied, "They haven't finished building the Trans-Siberian Railway yet, and their troops and logistics aren't guaranteed. They won't dare to act for now, but we must be wary of them resorting to desperate measures. We need to prepare for battle before the water comes; we can't let them take advantage of us! Come on, in our Shanghai commander's car, we'll talk as we drive!"

Once in the car, I inquired about the Russian army's situation. I learned that Russia had already deployed over 100,000 troops on the other side of the river, some of whom were Cossacks transferred from the interior. Perhaps seeing our small number of troops and poor equipment on the riverbank, they didn't take our army seriously at all, and there were no signs of them wanting to reinforce us.

I nodded and said, "We must conceal our strength and not reveal any of our preparations. We plan to select three thousand Jiangdong youths from your troops. These men must be vetted by you one by one, and they must be politically reliable! After this army is selected, it will be led by General Bai Xue. What missions they will carry out, when they will be carried out, and where they will train will all be top secrets. Please do not inquire. In short, they are prepared for the Russians. They are a dark horse for our army to liberate the territories occupied by Russia! They will also be our iron army! Whoever is selected is an honor for him, and also an honor for your army. After the liberation of the Jiangbei area, we will send all of these men back to their original units! I will not make any arbitrary transfers!"

Tang Heping said, "That's no problem. If His Majesty takes a liking to our thousand or so men, I will hand them all over to Consort Xue!"

In the afternoon, I watched the New First Army's offensive and defensive exercises. It seems that they have learned from Hai Bo. Whether in offense or defense, they fought very tenaciously, showing the style of our military academy soldiers.

We then visited several more military headquarters, all nestled in dense forests and close to the Heilongjiang River, each equipped with river-crossing equipment. It seemed their primary mission was to drive out the Russian invaders.

Finally, we secretly entered Heihe Town and checked into the Hailan Hotel, located right on the Heilongjiang River.

In front of the hotel was a crescent-shaped pond, the famous Hailanpao, the name from which the city across the river, now renamed Blagoveshchensk by Russia, derives its name. Hailanpao and Heihe used to be one city, one on the south bank of the river and one on the north bank, but Russia occupied a large area north of the river, separating these sister cities.

Here, I convened a meeting of officers above the rank of army commander and police chiefs of various prefectures and counties. At the meeting, Fei'er gave a report on counter-espionage and strengthening the police force, demanding cooperation with the troops in preparing for war, maintaining local security, and preventing enemy agents from taking advantage of the situation to cause trouble. Shu'er, in her capacity as Deputy Chief of the General Staff, deployed combat missions.

She said, "We are not the chiefs of staff of Russia, and we don't know when or where they will strike. But one thing we must know is that Russia's desire to destroy us has never died. Although we fought them once in the Vladivostok region, they are a large country with abundant resources and strong national power. They will never back down because of this one battle! They will retaliate against us on a larger scale and with more ruthless means. Currently, we are using their resources to build the Heida Railway, but that is just a strategy against our enemy. It does not mean that we are friendly with Russia, much less that Russia has reformed! We must be vigilant and prepare for a major and fierce battle with Russia. We must complete the task entrusted to us by the Emperor to recover the lost territories of China and leave no regrets for future generations!"

She pointed to the battle map and continued... "Your army group's mission is to liberate the vast area of the Outer Khingan Mountains and the land east of the Lena River, including Sakhalin Island, the Kamchatka Peninsula, and the Kuril Islands, at the appropriate time and opportune moment, turning the Sea of Okhotsk into our inland sea. This appropriate time is not up to us; it depends on when Russia goes mad—that's when we'll liberate our territory north of the Yangtze River! Of course, this campaign won't be just your operation; our navy and air force will also participate!

Oh, and by the way, I have some good news: our Yunyan fighter jet successfully completed its test flight a few days ago and is now in production! If Russia doesn't act rashly, our air force will definitely be cooperating with your operations in four years!"

Everyone stood up, applauding and cheering enthusiastically. They were proud of our country's technological progress, proud of our rapid development, and happy that another new branch of our armed forces was about to be born!

Shu'er continued, "In the first phase of the campaign, the New First Army will swiftly launch an attack from the Mohe and Luoguhe areas to cut off their Trans-Siberian Railway, control their supply lines, and then advance towards Yakutsk, capture the town, control the situation there, and allow friendly forces to quickly seize the Lena River basin! The New Second Army will cross the river at Huma and quickly seize the strategic location of the Outer Khingan Mountains, cooperating with the New First Army to control the enemy's supply lines; the New Third Army will depart from Baishilazi, and the New Fourth Army from Aihui. These two armies will be responsible for encircling and liberating Hailanpao, controlling the Yellow River estuary, and destroying their Heilongjiang Fleet. This force will be directly commanded by General Haibo. For this reason, we have transferred the Chinese Heilongjiang Fleet to General Haibo's unified command. After the liberation of Hailanpao, you will quickly advance north into the Siberian mountains, controlling the area up to Bering." The vast area of the Sea of Okhotsk and the Kamchatka Peninsula! The New Fifth Army will cross the river at Chikert, heading straight for the Sea of Okhotsk, liberating the vast area of Nikolayevsk-on-Amur. The New Sixth Army will cross the river at Wuyun and Foshan (now Jiayin), joining the New Seventh Army which crossed at Luobei, advancing towards Sakhalin Island, striving to complete the encirclement of Russia's main force in the Far East from the northwest near the mouth of the Heilongjiang River. The New Eighth Army will cross the river simultaneously at Fuyuan and Dong'an, responsible for liberating Khabarovsk, and together with the New Ninth Army which crossed at Raohe, troops from our Far Eastern Military Region, liberating Sakhalin Island with the assistance of the Far Eastern Fleet. Then, we will quickly advance northwest, completing the encirclement of Russia's main force in the Far East from the southeast, annihilating Russia's forces in the Far East near the mouth of the Heilongjiang River. This is our deployment for the first phase. In this phase, our main task is... "Liberate the vast area south of the Outer Khingan Mountains, and incidentally recapture the area east of the Lena River. The main focus of the battle may be around the mouth of the Heilongjiang River. But this is not absolute; we will make temporary arrangements if there are changes! So I'm informing everyone now, firstly because we don't know when Russia will act rashly, and secondly to give you time to prepare. Based on your advance route, please quickly organize your forces to scout the terrain and features of the Russian-occupied areas to avoid being caught off guard!"

After Shu'er finished her deployment, I said, "This is a top secret, only deployed to your level. You have no mission to relay messages now! Before the major battle, depending on the development of the situation, we will notify you when to relay messages and mobilize the soldiers. You should be aware of this and make the necessary preparations! Remember one thing..." "Russia is a European country. In recent years, our government's corruption has provided them with an opportunity to occupy large swathes of land. Our current task is to reclaim our lost territory and drive the escaped bear back into its cage! After you participate in the battle and resolve the territorial issue north of the river, we will launch a new campaign at the appropriate time. This is the second phase of the battle, to resolve the issue of our lost territories in the northwest and north. At that time, you will also participate in the war. Therefore, it is wrong for some generals to complain that they did not participate in the last Korean War. Since you are soldiers, you must participate in the battle. Since you are sharp swords, you must draw your swords! The humiliations that China has suffered over the years will be washed away in your hands! You will fight the war!"

The generals stood up and applauded enthusiastically again!

After the meeting, Haibo began to carefully select soldiers from the Jiangdong region. After repeated review and screening, three thousand people were selected. Bai Xue then interviewed each of the three thousand people and learned that they were basically poor children with deep hatred for the Russians. Almost each of them had a bloody story of being brutally harmed by Russia.

Xue'er excitedly told me that these people would definitely be a dagger stuck in Russia's heart!

This idea came from our strategist Yan'er; she wanted to train an elite force and secretly deploy them to the Sixty-Four Villages East of the River before Russia made its move. This would both protect the people of Jiangdong and plant a dagger in the enemy's heart. Bai Xue, concerned about the difficulty of infiltration, decided to select men from the Sixty-Four Villages from Hai Bo's troops. This would make it easier for them to integrate with the local people and familiar with the terrain, facilitating the main force's northward advance. Xue'er

took them back to Beijing, while Shu'er, Wulan, and I set off for Kulun in Mongolia. I planned to make some deployments there, and if possible, while recovering the land east of the River, to also seize control of the railway they had built, causing Russia chaos! This would also lay the foundation for a complete reconquest of the area east of the Ural Mountains.

But little did I know, a new struggle awaited me in Kulun!

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