A Romantic Detective in the Qing Dynasty [Complete] - 18

Episode 5, Chapter 17: Adding Fuel

to the Fire. They said there would be a meeting in the afternoon, but once the family got together, they went wild. Yan'er then said it was my and Wen'er's wedding banquet, and everyone ended up staggering around drunk. By the time I got off the table, it was completely dark. What kind of meeting was that? I had to have Yan'er and Fei'er help me back to the bedroom.

Damn it, those two rascals! They pushed me in at the door and locked it from the outside! Did they think they were imprisoning the emperor? This is outrageous! Take them out of the Meridian Gate and behead them!

Hey, there's someone sitting on the bed, her head veiled in red gauze, her pink gauze dress barely concealing her exquisite figure! Ha, her spring scenery is exposed! Look at those breasts, I can see them clearly, even the tiny nipples!

Oh, right, today is my and Wenwen's wedding day. I never expected this usually shy and lovely girl to be dressed so revealingly today!

I walked over to Wenwen in a few steps and suddenly hugged her.

Her body stiffened, but she immediately let out a soft moan and nestled into my arms. After a while, she whispered again, "The door... the door isn't locked yet!"

I laughed and shouted, "Yan'er, don't stand guard there! Come on, give me a hand, let's give it a push!"

Yan'er really opened the door and came in. Wen'er, blushing, burrowed tightly into my arms. As I undressed her, I said, "Your body is so delicate, I'm afraid it will hurt you too much. Let's have a threesome!"

As I spoke, my large hand gently touched her breasts. In a moment, I had her body go limp, and her lower body was wet. I took advantage of the situation and joined with her. Yan'er also stripped naked and began a frenzied push-and-pull. The three of us were having a passionate battle.

After a night of madness, Wen'er screamed until she was hoarse, her little bottom shaking the bed, completely losing her ladylike demeanor.

With Yan'er's help, Wen'er's meridians opened up very smoothly, and her true energy began to circulate continuously in her body. She was so happy that she burst into tears, crying, "Thank you, Sister Yan! Otherwise, I would never have known there was such a wonderful thing in my life! I'm so stupid! I enjoyed it more than a year too late. No, His Majesty has to make it up to me!"

Since the family meeting had passed the ban on me, I shouldn't be shy anymore. The next day, I issued a decree announcing the addition of three more imperial concubines: Consort Xin (Long Aixin), Consort Lan (Wu Lan Qiqige), and Consort Wen (Wei Liangwen).

The family meeting lasted three days. Besides forbidding me from taking any more concubines, it was also decided to form the Long Family Army, led by Zhen'er and based on the Navy SEALs, to establish the Long Family Fleet and pave the way for Longxiang Enterprise. The next key step is to advance into Australia, establish a base for the Long Family there, and lay an indestructible foundation for generations to come. It was decided to transfer Yu'er, Min'er, Mei'er, Xin'er, Lan'er, and Wen'er to Longxiang Company to assist Zhen'er. Yu'er would be the commander of the fleet and Navy SEALs, Xin'er the army commander, Wen'er the development minister, Min'er the planning minister, Mei'er the finance minister, and Lan'er the general affairs minister.

The ten-day imperial conference approved Li Hongzhang's outline for national economic development, Wang Songwei's proposal for abolishing the unequal treaties imposed on us by various countries, Zhang Zhidong's proposal to reorganize the Boxers into a paramilitary force, and the plan to mobilize the seven provinces of Shandong, Hebei, Sichuan, Henan, Fujian, and Guangdong to prepare for emigration.

After the conference, Shu'er and I convened a small meeting with Wang Songwei, Zhang Zhidong, and Zeng Jize to discuss the specific plan for resisting the Eight-Nation Alliance.

Wang Songwei asked, puzzled, "Your Majesty, we've just won two battles. Do you think they'd still dare to invade us? We've already formed the first island chain, and our powerful fleet has blocked their supply lines. Don't they know they're just throwing themselves into a fire? And even if they do come, it might not be an Eight-Nation Alliance attack. Shouldn't we change the name of our plan?"

Zhang Zhidong, experienced in past events, smiled and said, "Let's call it that. Your Majesty has always been incredibly shrewd! A few years before the Sino-Japanese War, Your Majesty predicted the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-95, and even said the trigger would be Korea. It all came true. I'm truly impressed." "!"

Zeng Jize also said, "His Majesty is basically leading the enemy by the nose. If they don't follow His Majesty's lead, then His Majesty should be led by the nose. This time, I'm probably the one who should be leading the nose, otherwise I wouldn't have been invited to this little meeting today!"

I laughed, "Foreign Minister Zeng is truly brilliant, guessing your mission right away! I invited you here to discuss how to push things along, to get those donkeys to start swearing, creating conditions for us to abolish those unequal treaties next!"

I discussed it all day, considering every detail, and finally came up with a plan to lure the wolf into a trap.

This meeting laid the foundation for our victory over the Eight-Nation Alliance and made the necessary preparations for the expansion of Greater China.

The success of the Catholic priests in punishing Yu Xian and Zhu Hongdeng inspired a large number of converts. These rural ruffians ran rampant in the countryside, and whenever villagers resisted, they forced them to hold banquets in the church, making the villagers kneel on the ground to serve them every dish amidst their laughter and firecrackers. The enormous expenses and severe personal humiliation drove some villagers to ruin and death.

Hearing this, I was so angry that I slammed my desk repeatedly, but I also knew that the more frantically they committed bloodshed, the closer they were to paying for their blood debts! At

the end of 1889, I released the dozen or so lions—Zhu Hongdeng and his ilk—from their cages after training and guidance. They returned to their respective regions and immediately took control of the local militias. Subsequently, they established Boxer Rebellion headquarters in Shandong, Shanxi, and Hebei, successively raising the banner of "Support the Qing, Destroy the Foreigners," and secretly incorporating themselves into the Qing Dynasty's paramilitary organization. They were directly controlled by Vice Premier Wang Songwei.

Yu Xian was appointed commander of the newly formed Yangtze River Navy, equipped with ten warships, and secretly given a force of twelve cruisers from the Fujian Navy, tasked with blockading the Yangtze River estuary and preventing any foreign warships from escaping.

My strange essay also fueled the unrest; the village Boxer Rebellion forces grew rapidly, and the people's hostility towards foreign missionaries intensified. Led by the Boxers, villagers began to rebel against the fanatical pastors and their followers. The London Missionary Society's branches were attacked one after another, and some perpetrators were wounded and executed.

On the last day of December, the headquarters of Zhu Hongdeng was attacked by a group of believers; the buildings were destroyed, and several brothers were killed or wounded. Zhu Hongdeng led the Boxers in a relentless pursuit of Christians. Outside the church of the "British Overseas Gospel Promotion Association" in Pingyin, the Boxers caught up with the rioters, and a fierce battle ensued. Although both sides suffered casualties at first, the Boxer forces grew in number, and within an hour, the rioters were completely wiped out. The British missionary who led the rioters, Brooks, was hacked to pieces, and his body was thrown into a ditch.

Sir Sir John C. MacDonald, the British Minister, immediately lodged a diplomatic protest with the Chinese Ministry of Foreign Affairs, demanding that the Chinese government suppress the Boxers.

I then issued a more ambiguous edict, repeatedly stating that the Self-Defense Army would be treated leniently, but also warning the common people not to harass Chinese Christians.

This edict, which fueled the unrest, was immediately interpreted by the Boxers as official recognition of their political power, and they immediately declared that they were operating under the Emperor's protection.

By the end of January, the ministers of eight countries—Britain, the United States, France, Germany, Italy, Austria-Hungary, Japan, and Russia—issued similar protest notes to China, demanding that I issue a clear and unambiguous edict ordering the suppression of the Boxers.

Damn it, those ignorant fools dared to order me around like that! Of course, I pretended not to hear and ignored them.

On April 6th, the embassies of various countries hinted at armed intervention: they said that if their demands for a complete suppression of the Boxers were not met within two months, their warships and troops would intervene.

In May, in Laishui Town outside Beijing, Catholics disrupted a village temple fair and tore down the plaques of the local deities. In retaliation, the villagers smashed the village church. A few days later, a church belonging to the London Missionary Society was razed to the ground by the villagers.

On June 1st, the German minister, Baron Ketteler, saw a carriage pass by. The driver had red ribbons wrapped around his head and hands. Believing him to be a member of the Boxers, he grabbed a metal-tipped cane and struck the driver. Forced to flee, Ketteler grabbed a child of about 11 or 12 from the carriage, beat the child half to death with the cane, and then took him back to the embassy and imprisoned him.

Upon hearing this, I immediately instructed Zeng Jize to demand the child's return from the German embassy through diplomatic channels, and simultaneously ordered the embassy to apologize to the child and his family and compensate for all losses. Ketteler ignored this.

Arthur von R?ssern, the Austro-Hungarian minister with close ties to Ketteler, was in cahoots with him. He immediately formed a guard and on June 3rd shot and killed a Chinese civilian scavenging nearby.

On the 4th, Ketteler led a group to provoke others, shooting and killing seven Chinese Boxers in a Han Chinese area.

I slammed my fist on the desk in anger: "Arrest them! Arrest Ketteler and Rotheren, bring them to justice! What kind of fucking diplomatic immunity is that? Nobody gave them the right to come to China and kill people everywhere!"

Dong Fuxiang, a Hui Muslim from Gansu, from the Beijing military unit, had long harbored a deep hatred for the foreigners who swaggered around in China. Upon receiving the order, he immediately set up an encirclement and deliberately sent several Chinese civilians dressed as Boxers to roam the vicinity.
Ketteler fell for it, and on the 6th, he led his men out to hunt down Chinese civilians again, but he was immediately surrounded by Chinese troops. His dozen or so gunmen were all killed by Chinese snipers in less than ten minutes, and his two legs and two arms were all broken, making him a guest in the Shuntian Prefecture prison.

That Arthur von Rotheren was even more cunning than Ketteler. Upon hearing that Ketteler was in trouble, he immediately hid in the embassy and refused to come out. I had no choice but to assign the mission to the SEAL Team's Shadowless Squad.

On the night of the 7th, two members of the Shadowless Squad dragged Ronther naked from the woman's belly. He jumped and screamed wildly, provoking a large yellow dog belonging to a nearby resident. The dog howled and pounced, biting off Ronther's limp penis before retreating to its kennel to enjoy its foreign delicacies.

On the 8th, the Shuntian Prefecture sentenced Klind and Ronther to death by slow slicing for unprovoked murder.

On the 9th, the embassies of eight countries immediately lodged a joint protest with the Chinese Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the British Minister, Sir Claude MacDonald, invoked diplomatic immunity to intimidate the Chinese government. He said, "They are all diplomats, entitled to diplomatic immunity. You have no right to convict them; you can only send them back to their home countries to be dealt with according to their own laws! If you insist on handling it, you will be punished by countries all over the world!"

Zeng Jize, who was receiving them, slammed his hand on the table and said, "Diplomatic immunity is for those who abide by the law and commit manslaughter in their host country. These two two-legged beasts are killing people everywhere, despite repeated warnings. How can they escape the laws of the Qing Dynasty with just diplomatic immunity? If your diplomatic immunity means that you can kill people everywhere in your host country without being severely punished by law just by wearing the title of diplomat, then I will send a hundred knights to your country as diplomats to kill your princes and ministers!"

This left the British minister, Sir John MacDonald, speechless.

The American minister, Edwin... Conger angrily said, "Our country's army will not allow you to treat diplomats like this! You should be careful, our powerful army will come to intervene!"

Zeng Jize laughed and said, "As if you are the only ones in the world with an army?" He pointed at the Japanese minister Nishitoku Jiro and the Russian minister Gers and said, "You two leaders have just tasted the bitterness of how the Chinese army treated the aggressors, so you should still remember it vividly, right? Now that you are involved, haven't you had enough yet? Do you want to send us some more cheap weapons and war reparations?"

The two men were so angry that their faces turned purple, and they couldn't speak for a long time. But Zeng Jize, always quick to anger, wasn't about to let these eight bastards get away with it. He continued, "We Chinese have always opposed war, which is why we haven't been prepared to teach those newly evolved humans a lesson for so many years. Unexpectedly, they've taken our place and are now defecating on our necks, thinking China has no one left and coming here to run wild! They forced us to take up arms in self-defense. Now that we have our weapons, are 400 million Chinese afraid of a few wildcats and beasts that haven't evolved into humans?"

The French minister, Bissing, stammered angrily, "We protest the Chinese government's rudeness towards its diplomats!"

"Let me correct you," Zeng Jize said righteously, "we arrested murderers, not diplomats. If your government considers diplomats to be murderers, then please leave China. China does not welcome envoys who are murderers!"

The Italian minister howled, "We'll let you taste the might of our powerful Italian army!"

Zeng Jize laughed loudly, "A tiny boot-shaped country (their country resembles a boot), dares to boast? Over the years, you scoundrels have seized millions of square kilometers of our land. Remember, it was seized? It will have to be returned sooner or later!

Even now, it's dozens of times larger than your little boot. Can your army's fist be harder than the iron fist of 400 million people united? If you don't believe me, come and try! Remember the lessons of Japan and Russia, lest you lose territory, your army, and pay reparations, becoming a disgrace and being kicked out! I'm telling you now, don't say I didn't warn you! We don't care about fighting one or two wars. It's not us going to Italy to fight you; it's you scoundrels coming to our doorstep looking for a fight! I'm telling you, fighting is easy, but ending it will be difficult. Go back and tell your leaders to prepare more money and supplies; war reparations are very heavy! One Chinese soldier's life will be demanded for one million taels of silver!" "Compensation! I've told you my bottom line now, so go back and prepare more money before you fight again! If you really don't have the money, ceding some land is fine, but it has to be fertile land. Don't give us those barren places like Australia and the Middle East; we're useless there, and we'd have to send people to manage them. It would be a huge loss!"

Sir Sir John MacDonald, the British minister, was so angry he almost fainted, but he still held back and said, "Both of you are ministers to China. What you're doing will discourage ministers from other countries!"

Zeng Jize laughed and said, "Do any ministers want to kill Chinese civilians? If they didn't kill Chinese civilians, why would we interrogate them? So everyone can rest assured, we've never had the addiction to indiscriminate killing like Ketteler! Since you've all pleaded for leniency, I'll give you face. I'll speak to the Shuntian Prefecture and not carry out the death by a thousand cuts; just give them a bullet each! To avoid being unjustly punished!"

The ministers were so angry their stomachs ached. After returning, they each sent telegrams to their troops, ordering them to march into Beijing immediately. Douglas sent three telegrams to Seymour, the British commander outside Dagu, demanding that his troops land and prepare for an immediate advance towards Beijing.

At 11 PM on June 9th, outside Dagu, Seymour received Douglas's last telegram and immediately took action. He notified the fleet commanders of other countries that he would immediately attack Beijing and invited them to join him.

After Zeng Jize finished instructing the envoys of the eight nations, he came to my Yangxin Hall. I knew that the task of fueling the flames had been completed, and the eight bastards were definitely about to make their move. I immediately ordered Nie Shicheng's troops to lay a wide net between Tianjin and Dagu, waiting for the Japanese to come and die. At the same time, I ordered Yu Xian to blockade the Yangtze River estuary, preventing any British warships from heading north to provide support. I ordered the SEALs to begin targeting the British warships.

Simultaneously, I ordered Sheng Yu, the Beijing garrison commander, to send troops to surround the embassies and have Phil cut off their telegraphic communication with the outside world, lest those foreign devils fall into my trap.

(Episode 5, Chapter 18: The Tianjin Hunt )

According to those unequal treaties, Britain, France, Germany, Italy, Austria-Hungary, Russia, and the United States all had concessions and spheres of influence in China. They quickly mobilized troops and gunboats from their concessions, gathering outside Dagu Port. Although Japan had lost all its concessions and spheres of influence after the Sino-Japanese War, its strong desire for revenge and profit led it to deploy four passenger ships carrying 10,000 soldiers disguised as passengers. Thus, by the evening of the 15th, the eight nations had assembled 50,000 troops, 24 warships, and 10 troop transport ships outside Dagu Port. To be on the safe side, all eight nations were preparing or sending reinforcements, which would soon arrive in the Bohai Bay. They felt that they were more than capable of dealing with the aging Qing Dynasty.

I had a clear understanding of the movements of the eight nations through the Shadowless Squad of the Navy SEALs and the Longxiang Bank of Zhang Decai and Guo Wencai. I had also given permission to allow their warships into the Bohai Sea after informing Lushun and Weihaiwei. I knew that to abolish those unequal treaties, small skirmishes wouldn't be enough; we had to inflict a heavy blow, drive them to madness enough for me to exploit, and capture enough of their people to make them accept my new treaty! This required letting them in, giving them a stage for their madness. After much discussion with Li Hongzhang, Zhang Zhidong, Wang Songwei, and me, we decided to let them into the area between Tianjin and Dagu. We secretly evacuated the local population and replaced them with Cao Futian's 10,000 Boxer Rebellion fighters. We ordered Nie Shicheng's troops in Tianjin and Dong Fuxiang's troops from Beijing to clear the main roads, secretly casting a wide net around the area, waiting for the eight-nation bastards to enter, then trapping them and waging a Tianjin defense battle they would never forget.

On the night of June 15th, the naval leaders of the eight nations plotted to seize the Dagu forts, control the Tianjin-Dagu passage, and that same night sent 3,000 Japanese troops to land at Tanggu. On June 16th, the naval commanders of the eight nations jointly issued an ultimatum to Luo Rongguang, the commander of the Dagu Forts and General of Tianjin Garrison, demanding the "temporary borrowing" of the forts and stipulating that they must be handed over by 2:00 AM on June 17th, or they would seize them by force. That afternoon, 10,000 troops from Russia, Britain, Germany, and other countries landed, coordinating with the earlier-landing Japanese forces to complete preparations for occupying Tanggu Railway Station and encircling and attacking the Dagu Forts.

At dawn on June 17th, under the command of Russian Vice Admiral Kirill Debrandt, the Eight-Nation Alliance warships launched a fierce attack on the Dagu Forts simultaneously from the sea and the rear of the forts. Luo Rongguang led the defending officers and soldiers in a valiant resistance, returning fire.

After six hours of fierce fighting, the Chinese forces sank or damaged six enemy ships and killed or wounded over 930 enemy soldiers. This dealt a major setback to the Eight-Nation Army, forcing them to abandon their plan to seize the forts and instead continue their detour to reinforce Tanggu. By 6:00 AM on the 18th, all 50,000 troops from the eight nations had landed and began their advance.

Li Hongzhang immediately issued a stern statement in Beijing, denouncing the aggressive actions of the eight imperialist powers. He declared that since the imperialists had declared war on the Chinese government, China was now in a hostile relationship with these countries. In addition to severing all diplomatic relations and freezing all their assets in China, all unequal treaties signed between previous Chinese governments and these countries were declared immediately invalid! He also called upon the entire nation to rise up against imperialist aggression, defend every inch of the motherland's land, and cleanly, thoroughly, and completely annihilate all invading enemies!

On the same day, I also issued an edict: "We, the Chinese people, have always loved peace, but when bandits come to our doorstep, we cannot surrender! I call upon our people to unite as one, intensify production, and support our army in fighting the aggressors with concrete actions! All treaties and loan agreements we signed under duress from foreign barbarians are hereby nullified. I order the Chinese army to immediately surround all foreign concessions, ports, and docks in China, quickly disarm them, and temporarily place them under house arrest until the war ends. The Ministry of Railways of China shall promptly send personnel to take over all operations of the Northeast Heida Railway, expel all Russian personnel from the country, and ensure the normal operation of the Heida Railway!"

At the same time, Cao Futian's Boxers and the Eight-Nation Alliance had already engaged in a fierce battle, fighting village by village. Due to the constraints imposed by the Dagu Forts, the heavy weapons of the Eight-Nation Alliance could not be brought ashore, lacking artillery support. Furthermore, most of Cao Futian's core troops had been trained at East Point Military Academy, so despite their numerical advantage, they struggled against the fierce resistance of the Boxers.

Xiaoyangzhuang was a small village with only seventy or eighty households, a crucial transportation route for the Allied forces' advance into Tianjin. Russian Commander Linevich led three thousand Russian soldiers to attack the village. The Russian soldiers entered the village without finding a single Chinese soldier or civilian. Linevich breathed a sigh of relief: "Search every house immediately, don't let a single Chinese person escape!"

The Russian soldiers, who had originally intended to loot the homes, rushed towards the farmers' huts and earthen houses upon hearing the order. Except for Linevich's guards who remained around him, the rest of the three thousand soldiers scattered.

Linevich said to his communications officer, "Send a telegram to the troops behind us. After a fierce battle, we killed over three thousand Chinese soldiers and have now captured Xiaoyangzhuang."

The communications officer hurriedly sent the telegram. No sooner had the telegram been sent than gunfire erupted throughout the village, accompanied by the continuous explosions of grenades. Linevich himself stumbled to the ground, clutching his backside and yelling, "Quick! The Chinese army is here! Retreat immediately!"

The Boxers seemed to spring from the ground, suddenly appearing everywhere in the village. They carried machine guns, chasing and firing at the Russian troops, and set up mortars, bombarding areas with large numbers of Russian soldiers. The Russians were like headless flies, running around in disarray, offering virtually no resistance. As for Linevich's order to retreat, it was either impossible for it to reach them, or even if it did, with the Boxers everywhere, their eyes bloodshot, leaving the village was virtually impossible!

The three thousand Russian troops were now divided into hundreds of small groups, and their numbers were dwindling rapidly under the overwhelming firepower of the Boxers. Most of the Russian soldiers died without even realizing it while rummaging through chests and cabinets for valuables. A few ran into the streets, quickly gathered together, and lay prone to organize a counterattack, but they couldn't find any Chinese troops, only bullets whizzing by.

Waldersee, hearing the sounds, knew the Russian army had been ambushed. He immediately ordered the Japanese troops to advance quickly to rescue the Russians, but the Japanese themselves were ambushed at Zhangzhuangzi, three miles from Xiaoyangzhuang. The 1,700 Japanese soldiers fought bitterly all night, losing more than six hundred, and by dawn, they found not a single Chinese left. Moreover, when they arrived at Xiaoyangzhuang, all they saw were the corpses of Russian soldiers scattered everywhere, and Linevich, who had been shot in the buttocks, standing there with only a few dozen remaining Russian soldiers, stunned.

Seeing the dazed Linevich, the Japanese commander Kobayashi asked, "General, what's wrong?"

"The Chinese were just firing, how come everyone's suddenly gone? Do they know how to teleport? Can they fly?" Linevich asked, puzzled.

Having learned their lesson at Xiaoyangzhuang, the Allied forces dared not enter villages again, instead setting fires and bombarding them whenever they saw one. But after they finished their rampage, a group of Boxers would suddenly emerge from the tall crops, unleashing a barrage of grenades, causing countless casualties. When they turned back to search, they found no one.

Later, they dared not walk in the fields, instead following the banks of the Chaobai River. As a result, they were frequently attacked from the reed beds along the river. Although the casualties were not high, the death toll exceeded a thousand in a single day.

They marched cautiously, their numbers dwindling from 50,000 to just over 40,000. Unexpectedly, they found themselves in an ambush set by the Boxers at Panzhuangzi. Grenades and mortars roared, and the light machine gun fire was deafening. When the main force finally arrived, there was no sign of them, only the corpses of Allied soldiers strewn across the ground. Another 1,300 Frenchmen perished in this battle.

With no inhabitants, the Allied forces relied entirely on the small wooden boats that stretched for miles along the Chaobai River for supplies. Faced with the elusive Chinese, the Allied forces deployed heavy guards. They placed a dozen or so soldiers on each boat, each equipped with a machine gun.

After a day's journey, the fleet was very safe, and the soldiers gradually relaxed, sitting lazily at the bow, dozing off.

One soldier, awakened by the urge to urinate, suddenly felt a wetness in his lower body. Opening his eyes, he saw that their boat was mostly submerged, and the boatman was nowhere to be seen.

His shout startled the soldiers, who then realized that over a dozen boats were diving underwater, water rushing in from their hulls—it was hopeless. They jumped into the river like dumplings in a pot, but as soon as they entered, someone shouted, "Who's pulling my leg? There's a water ghost in the river!"

This shout seemed contagious; instantly, everyone on the river was yelling, but then silence fell, and only the floating corpses of Allied soldiers remained.

Waldersee immediately strengthened the protection of the convoy. On the third night, when it was pitch black, a large patch of candles suddenly lit up the river, illuminating the surface. When the Allied soldiers began banging their gongs at the top of their lungs, people realized that dozens of grain ships were completely burned, and the ammunition ships were exploding like firecrackers!

Waldersee was furious. Without even a direct confrontation, his troops had suffered over 10,000 casualties. He felt the Boxers were everywhere, yet he couldn't capture a single one.

The journey of a hundred miles took three days and three nights, and the Eight-Nation Alliance finally advanced to the vicinity of the Laolongtou Railway Station (today's Tianjin Station) in Tianjin in the early morning of the 21st.

Cao Futian led the Boxers to hold the Laolongtou Station; their mission was to tie down the Allied forces and force them into the encirclement I had designed for them. Because everyone was preoccupied with their own affairs, the Allied forces were scattered and unable to enter the encirclement, requiring the Boxers to hold out for another day or so to complete their task.

I was very worried about whether Cao Futian's troops could hold out against the enemy's repeated attacks, but I dared not send troops there rashly, fearing I would scare the Allied forces away, and all our previous efforts would be in vain! I called Cao Futian: "How are things? Can they hold on?"

Cao Futian remained calm and replied, "Your Majesty, rest assured, we've already prepared iron buns for those bastards!"

The Laolongtou Railway Station, located in the northwest of the concession, was of extremely strategic importance. The 17,000 Russian and Japanese troops decided to launch a night attack on the station. Knowing that controlling the station was crucial to their advance into Beijing, the Allied commander, German Field Marshal Waldersee, continuously reinforced the area. By midnight, 20,000 to 30,000 invading troops were tied down near Laolongtou. Facing forces several times their size, the Boxer Rebellion fighters held their ground, refusing to yield an inch. Huang Xinghai, the deputy commander of the Qing navy, personally arrived with cannons to assist. Under the cover of the navy's artillery fire, the Boxers fought bravely, killing and wounding over 3,000 enemy soldiers.

Seeing that the Japanese and Russian armies had been unable to capture Laolongtou after a prolonged siege, Waldersee immediately deployed German troops to launch a fierce attack on the railway station. The German Maxim machine guns pinned down the Boxer Rebellion soldiers, allowing them to gradually approach the station.

Seeing the urgency of the situation, Cao Futian personally grabbed a light machine gun and led his men in a fierce barrage

of fire at the enemy. He was hit in the leg but gritted his teeth and persevered, finally repelling the German offensive. At dawn, the last American troops finally entered our encirclement. I immediately fired the signal flare for a counterattack, and the eager Chinese army unleashed a deluge of rockets upon the invading forces. The cries of the Japanese soldiers echoed along the Chaobai River.

Dong Fuxiang's Fierce Tiger Assault Team immediately sprang out from both flanks, cutting off the Allied forces' retreat and blocking their return.

Waldersee was stunned. After fighting for several days without seeing any Chinese troops, he had assumed the Chinese emperor was afraid and dared not attack. He hadn't expected a trap to be set, luring them into it.

Chinese tanks arrived, blocking the Allied forces' path to capture Laolongtou Station and thwarting their dream of storming Beijing.

No matter how tenacious the Russian soldiers were, they were utterly powerless against the relentless onslaught of a Chinese army several times their size. All they could do was flee in terror. By dawn, Waldersee had finally amassed 20,000 troops in Makou Village, using the burnt-down walls and ruins to resist the Chinese advance.

Zhang Zhidong, commanding the Chinese army, was no longer in a hurry. He simply ordered his soldiers to firmly surround Makou Village, have the tanks block all the roads, and then ordered the Chinese troops to cook. They ate rice and pork stew with vermicelli while listening to the Allied soldiers firing aimlessly. The Allied forces were in dire straits.

All their supplies were gone; they had no food. The village was a scene of utter devastation. Even if there were, who would dare to touch it? Chinese snipers completely controlled the village; anyone who peeked out was shot dead with deadly accuracy. Not a single one escaped!

The two sides faced off for a day. As night fell, the Allied forces attempted a breakout under cover of darkness, but the moon, seemingly in sync with the Chinese army, illuminated the land, keeping their movements under Chinese surveillance.

The Allied troops, starving and enduring three days of biting wind, finally arrived on the fourth day when an armored vehicle pulled up to the village entrance. A loudspeaker blared: "I am Zhang Zhidong, Minister of Defense of the Qing Dynasty. For the safety of your soldiers, I order you to surrender immediately. We have prepared radish soup and steamed cornbread for you! Please, Waldersee and the commanders of the various countries, consider this! If you wish to surrender, Waldersee must personally come to us with a white flag and open arms to negotiate!" Without waiting for a reply, the vehicle turned and drove away. After

another day of hunger, as night fell, under pressure from the commanders of the various countries, Waldersee had no choice but to raise his hands, using a tattered white shirt as a makeshift white flag, and rise from behind a broken wall.

He staggered to the village entrance and was taken away by a Chinese armored vehicle.

Li Hongzhang, Zhang Zhidong, Zeng Jize, and I were drinking tea in Luo Rongguang's headquarters in Tianjin when Bai Xue walked in with a smile: "Your Majesty, Waldersee is here! He's so hungry he can barely walk!"

I waved my hand, "Make him a bowl of fried noodles, so he'll have some energy to argue with us. Don't let him come looking so listless!"

Bai Xue left, and Zhang Zhidong laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight: "Why is the Principal suddenly so compassionate? They're still dreaming of knocking on Beijing's doors in 1860!"

Li Hongzhang laughed and said, "Your Majesty's infuriating trick is quite novel! When have these people ever eaten cornbread? Aren't you deliberately trying to annoy them?"

Zeng Jize said, "That's good enough. After starving them for so many days, even dog shit would taste like honey to them!"

I laughed: "That's why I also prepared radish soup for them. That stuff soothes the stomach, and I'm afraid a few of them might die from anger. Then we won't be able to settle accounts with their emperor and president in the future!"

Everyone burst into laughter. Amidst laughter, Waldersee was brought in. I glanced at him; he was a large man, hunched over, his face sullen, his stubble long and thick—all the arrogant air he used to exude in books was gone! Ha, satisfying! This is exactly the effect I wanted!

I smiled, pulled Bai Xue along, and left. They could handle the negotiations; I had no desire to haggle with foreigners.

A bowl of thin fried noodles gave Waldersee a bit of energy, but his stomach growled even louder. He staggered into the room. Sitting down in a chair, he felt completely drained, looking at the three people in the room.

He recognized all three: Li Hongzhang, that old fox who used to always have a smile on his face when meeting foreigners—now he seemed to be getting younger, not only ruddy-faced but also ramrod straight. Zeng Jize was famously sharp-tongued, never losing out to anyone. When the Qing Dynasty was weak, Russia was completely subdued by him; now, he'd skin us alive! Zhang Zhidong is now the Minister of National Defense. He's made the army suddenly very powerful, making us miscalculate. He's truly a brilliant general!

Li Hongzhang, seeing Waldersee's eyes darting around, said, "Haven't you decided yet? Our terms are simple: lay down your arms, surrender on the spot, and the rest is none of your business. We'll deal with your government!"

Waldersee hurriedly said, "We demand a guarantee of safety for all of us!"

Zeng Jize said, "No problem. China is a nation of etiquette; we will never indiscriminately kill prisoners and innocent people like you!"

While they were negotiating, my Yu'er's SEAL team had already attacked the British warships on the Yangtze River.

Episode 5, Chapter 19: The Spoiled Wife's Power

While we were hunting down the eight bastards in Tianjin, Zhen'er learned that Prince Charles of England had arrived in the British concession in Nanjing. She immediately rushed to Nanjing with her helpers, intending to discuss business with the British. However, as soon as the Eight-Nation Alliance began its operation, Charles fled in a panic. Some said he might have boarded a warship, while others said he might have gone to Hong Kong. Now, the British ships were busy adding water and supplies, seemingly heading north to support the Eight-Nation Alliance. This infuriated my wives. Yu'er said, "Since they've already started fighting us, Britain is definitely our enemy. Why don't we take all their warships and sail them to Weihaiwei as our spoils of war?"

Mei'er immediately agreed, "Yes, bring them all over and let our husband see that his wives aren't useless! Besides, once the fighting starts, these warships will be a menace to killing Chinese people. If we deal with them beforehand, it'll save them from killing our civilians!"

Xin'er worriedly asked, "Won't this disrupt our husband's plans?" "What's his plan? He's set up a huge trap for those people to fall into! We'd better ask our husbands! If we cause them trouble, we'll be disgraced!"

Wen'er immediately said, "Don't ask him. He's most afraid of something happening to us. If he asks, he'll definitely get into trouble. I think if we really take down all the Russian warships in the Yangtze River, it will definitely reduce our husbands' worries. Since they're belligerent nations, capturing them shouldn't be a problem. I think we should do it! The only problem is that we don't have enough strength!"

Zhen'er thought for a moment, "I think we can do it too. As for strength, we have Yu'er's SEAL Team and Min'er's Dragon Soul..." "If the fighting team isn't enough, I'll get some more from Yu Xian. Besides, we're doing this covertly, so there shouldn't be any problems!"

Wu Lan laughed, "No problem at all. I also brought a team with me. Originally, it was to protect everyone, but now it can be used too! It's just a bit small, only six hundred people!"

Yu'er was so surprised that her mouth opened wide and she couldn't close it for a long time: "Six hundred is still not enough? I only have two hundred people, and Min'er only has four hundred. That's exactly the sum of the two of us. Haha, Sister Zhen'er has made a thousand-strong force. That's quite impressive!"

Zhen'er smiled and said, "Okay, gather everyone together immediately. I'll train you and teach you some acupressure techniques." "To avoid killing someone and making a bloody mess on the ship! But I'm worried that Lan'er's soldiers aren't good at naval warfare!"

Wu Lan immediately said, "No problem, my men are even better on the water. They can stay underwater for half a day! Don't be fooled by our desert; there are rivers there too, and where there's water, there are swimmers! The men I've chosen this time are all good swimmers. I've heard about the water towns of Jiangnan. How can we come here if we can't swim? We can't let ourselves suffer the same fate as Li Kui, who got beaten up by Zhang Shun!"

The group unanimously agreed to immediately organize their forces to capture all 17 British warships on the Yangtze River and sail them to their home in Weihaiwei! Zhen'er was appointed as the commander-in-chief, with Yu'er, Min'er, and Lan'er as deputy commanders-in-chief. They immediately gathered their training troops and began their operation from Nanjing. Mei'er, Xin'er, and Wen'er were responsible for guarding the prisoners and captured warships.

The 1,200 men were assembled and collectively called the Dragon Army. Zhen'er taught them acupressure techniques for a day. These men all had some martial arts background, and Zhen'er's teaching was meticulous; after a day of training, they had all basically mastered the acupressure techniques. Yu'er then established codes and discipline for everyone, and Wulan deployed the action plan.

On the night of the 17th, under a bright moon and few stars, the six British warships anchored at the Nanjing docks completed their resupply missions and set sail for the center of the Yangtze River. They were waiting for the seven warships arriving from Chongqing and Wuhan, preparing to sail together out of the Yangtze River estuary to join the four warships anchored on the Huangpu River in Shanghai, and then head north together to support the battle in the Bohai Bay.

After reaching the center of the river, the warships anchored one after another, spaced a distance apart.

As the night deepened, the warships gradually fell silent, with only the gentle lapping of the waves against their sides.

Suddenly, several dark figures flew onto the port side of the Purple Clover, and then one by one, they flew up the ropes they had thrown onto the warship. With a wave of one of the figures, the men swiftly and lightly made their way to the various hatches.

Prince Charles hadn't actually gone far. He had been terrified when he heard on the phone from Douglas that he intended to attack China. He hurriedly led his men onto the warship, feeling uneasy, and ordered the ship to take him to Hong Kong as soon as possible, intending to return to England from there.

Charles's greatest hobby was playing with women. Before this trip, he had traveled around Europe, selecting eight women, all dressed in men's clothing, to serve as his personal guards, and spending the nights making love to them on a large bed. Today, as soon as the ship stopped in the middle of the river, he immediately immersed himself in the waves of flesh, spending this ecstatic night.

He had now been with all eight women, each time only a few thrusts, making them moan with impatience. He was nearing climax, and finally pulled his favorite, Chris, close, touching her slightly swollen belly. "Baby," he said, "tell me, is this a boy or a girl?!" Chris smiled

, "That depends on what seed the prince planted in Chris. If the prince planted a boy, Chris can't turn it into a girl!"

Charlie rolled over and lay on top of Chris's belly, but he didn't move for a long time. Chris slapped his bottom: "Move! What are you doing, trying to manipulate people?" Charlie

still didn't move. She was about to push him away when she realized she couldn't move either. Just as she was wondering what was happening, she saw a masked woman in black standing on the floor, while the group of naked women on the bed stood there, frozen in place!

The woman in black turned and left, closing the door behind her and disappearing without a sound.

Chris was still unable to move; the large Charlie was still pressing down on her stomach. She sighed inwardly, "Why am I so unlucky!"

In the captain's cabin, the watch captain, Morris, was looking at the nautical chart, a cigar dangling from his lips. He was pondering why Seymour would risk advancing into the Bohai Bay when China already had the first island chain and a powerful navy. Had the easy victory of 1860 made him lose his head? Or was there some deeper meaning? If the Chinese navy blockaded the sea and pressed in from the outside, wouldn't all their warships be trapped like turtles in a jar? After thinking for a long time, he only had one explanation: a lightning strike, capturing Beijing before the Chinese could return, seizing the Chinese emperor, and forcing him to sign a humiliating treaty! But would that outdated imperial plan still work? The current Chinese emperor was no coward. Judging from his momentum during the Korean War, this time they were almost certainly going to suffer a crushing defeat!

He sighed. He knew Queen Victoria was old, and her orders were merely being issued under false pretenses. This reckless attack on Beijing was likely due to internal power struggles. He secretly grumbled, regretting getting involved with that murderous maniac, Clemens, and even more so, for sending those small warships, only capable of fighting on the river, to the front lines.

He thought for a moment and then laughed. What did this Prince Charles know besides debauchery? Look at his bodyguards—weren't they all women disguised as men? And one of them was clearly pregnant; his royal family was destined for greatness! Alas, the British Empire was declining! It seemed to be heading towards its demise!

He heard a noise and turned to go outside, but strangely, he couldn't move his legs, or even his entire body. He tried to shout, but no sound came out: "Am I dreaming? Am I being haunted?"

He immediately dismissed the thought, for he saw a veiled woman standing beside him.

Another woman entered, speaking in Chinese: "Your Highness, all 284 men on this warship have been dealt with, except for one who's supposedly a prince!"

"Prince Charlie?" Zhen'er asked excitedly.

"Yes, that's him. When we captured him, he was rolling around with several women. A soldier used a pressure point technique on him, and he just lay motionless on top of a pregnant woman! The pressure point technique you taught me is truly effective; it took care of everyone silently!" As the woman spoke, Maurice realized he had been pressure-struck.

At the same time, similar battles were taking place on the other warships—silent battles, without a single kill, the enemy subdued in an instant.

An unexpected incident occurred aboard the HMS Dreadnought. Captain Antonio had brought a Chinese girl from Nanjing. He had her tied to a bed, and now, as he undressed her, he laughed and spoke in broken Chinese, "Crying and struggling are useless. Mine is a warrior of the British Empire, unafraid of such things. I'm going to give you the best pleasure in the world. Look how big my genitals are, truly unparalleled!" He then began stroking his still-erect penis. The girl's mouth was gagged, and her limbs were bound. She struggled desperately, muttering curses and writhing her hips.

Antonio finally managed to get the penis somewhat erect. Just as he was about to take a step forward, he found himself suddenly unable to move. He tried to shout, but no sound came out. At that moment, he saw a veiled woman in black walk to the window and untie the girl. The unexpected happened. The girl leaped off the bed, grabbed a fruit knife from the table, rushed to Antonio, and with a snap, chopped at his genitals, sending them crashing to the ground.

Before the man in black could react, the knife was plunged into Antonio's chest.

Antonio collapsed to the ground, his body convulsing, and then fell still.

The girl let out a long sigh, threw down the knife, and sat on the ground, bursting into tears.

The man in black quickly covered her mouth: "You're going to warn the British? We haven't finished dealing with them yet!"

The girl immediately stopped crying and obediently nodded.

But the situation changed in an instant. The girl's loud crying attracted a British soldier who was standing at the door. He saw what was happening and immediately shouted, "Help! The captain has been—" Before he could finish, the girl grabbed a knife and threw it, plunging it into the man's throat. The man collapsed at the captain's cabin door.

The shouts attracted more people, and the Dragon Army soldiers had to use their weapons. The gunfire carried far in the dark, heard by several ships, but fortunately, the situation was under control, preventing a major disturbance.

Due to the swift action, none of the ships reported the incident. Jane breathed a sigh of relief and criticized the Dragon Army soldiers who rushed into Captain Antonio's cabin, but the rescued girl immediately said, "It's not her fault. It was my crying that gave away our position. Punish me if you must!"

Hearing her words, Jane was taken aback: "This doesn't seem like an ordinary civilian woman. But she can't be an enemy, because they couldn't possibly know about our operation today. So who is she? We need to find out more." "

At three o'clock sharp, the battle was over. 984 British soldiers and Charles's group of 28 were all killed. Only Antonio and one soldier were killed by that girl.

Zhen'er checked the time and said, 'Everyone, get some rest. We need to prepare for the next battle. Those seven warships will arrive in Nanjing around ten o'clock tonight. We must carry on our fighting spirit from today and take those warships as well. Wen'er, let's hurry up and interrogate a few leaders to try and find out their contact information!'

Yu'er, Min'er, Mei'er, Xin'er, and Wulan went to plan the new battle. Zhen'er and Wen'er began interrogating several captains, but after a long time, they either stubbornly refused to confess or claimed to know nothing. Wen'er was so angry that she wanted to drag them out and execute them several times. But then Morris came up and made a request: 'I'm not going back to England. Can your country provide me with protection and employment opportunities in China?' Zhen'er

was stunned. She looked at him carefully for a while before saying, 'What do you mean? Don't you have any relatives in England?' "

Morris blushed, and after a long pause, he sighed and said, "It's a little embarrassing to say this. I have a beautiful wife, a child, and a lovely little girl, but unfortunately, they're not mine. My wife became the mistress of the Mayor of London a few years ago, and that child is his and my wife's. Several times I went back, I was involved in car accidents and was chased. Luckily, I survived each time, but I didn't know the truth. I always thought it was an accident, a coincidence! Only recently did I find out what really happened. I have no home or country anymore!" Jane

sighed and said sympathetically, "Every family has its own troubles! I can fulfill your request. We have a company called Longxiang, the one that produces Longxiang cars, penicillin, Long-type lathes, and milling machines in China. We plan to open branches all over the world. You are welcome to join us!" Morris said

happily, "That's great! Thank you for your trust, boss! Okay, I'll tell you everything!" On the night of the 18th

, seven British warships arrived. Zhen'er immediately had Maurice send a signal to contact them, instructing them to moor their ships and rest immediately. The captains were to meet on the Ziyun British warship at 8:00 AM the next morning. By

10:00 AM, all the ships had shut down their engines and were resting.

Another night of fighting ensued. With Maurice joining the fray, familiar with the situation of each ship, he had drawn detailed sketches of their layouts, ensuring the soldiers had clear divisions of labor beforehand. Combined with yesterday's experience, the fighting went much more smoothly that night. The rescued girl, Liu Li, also participated in the battle, displaying exceptional skill, even surpassing the veterans.

After the battle, back at their quarters, everyone was very excited. Several people enthusiastically discussed what they had witnessed. Suddenly, Xin'er said worriedly, "Our country hasn't declared war on Britain yet. Is it okay for us to fight like this?" "

That one sentence stunned the sisters. Yes, had they actually hindered their husband?

Wen'er said, 'Don't worry about that. I think our husband's plan is to eliminate and drive out these imperialists. We've just been a step ahead, it's no big deal. Let's go to sleep. At worst, we'll go back and apologize to our husband!'

Although they said that, they were all secretly worried, afraid of disrupting their husband's plans!

Because they had gone to bed late, they were still fast asleep at ten o'clock when suddenly Wenwen shouted, 'Get up! Our husband has issued a proclamation, announcing the recapture of all concessions, the encirclement of all foreign troops in our country, and the disarmament of them! We did the right thing! We've made our husband proud!'" "

Suddenly, the women, disregarding their nakedness, began to dance and frolic in the room. Even the usually composed Zhen'er was moved to tears, clutching her pillow and starting to dance the Northeast Yangko.

After their fun, Yu'er suddenly sat down with a cry of "Oh dear!" repeatedly saying, "It's too late! I shouldn't have slept last night!"

The others were startled and quickly asked, "What's wrong? What happened?" "

With the Emperor's decree issued, those four warships have already been surrounded by our fleet. We definitely can't fight them!" Yu'er said, tears streaming down her face. Zhen'er

immediately made a phone call to inquire about the situation. Yu Xian answered, saying that they hadn't made contact with the four ships yet; they had only blocked the Huangpu River estuary, and the army had already surrounded several concessions, issuing them orders to leave immediately. Zhen'er immediately said, "Don't force those four ships! We'll go over there and take care of them right away!" "

Upon hearing this, the women erupted in cheers, nearly causing the roof to burst open.

After their frenzy, they immediately ran outside; they needed to hurry to Shanghai to charter those four ships!

At 4 PM on the 19th, Zhen'er, Yu'er, Min'er, and Wulan, along with Long Jun, arrived in Shanghai and settled in a secret residence on the Bund of the Huangpu River.

Mei'er, Xin'er, and Wulan, with 500 soldiers borrowed from the Yangtze River Fleet, escorted thirteen warships slowly towards the mouth of the Yangtze River.

That night, Zhen'er, along with Yu'er, Min'er, Wulan, and Long Jun's soldiers, dealt with the four warships using the same method, and then set sail for Weihai.

Episode 5, Chapter 20: The Beloved Wife Surrenders

. The Tianjin Hunt is Underway. Yan, Fei, and I drove back to Beijing. As soon as we entered the house, Yan'er hurriedly asked someone to boil water: 'No, you have to wash yourself quickly! It's been days, and you haven't even had time to take off your clothes; you're probably covered in lice!'"

I hurriedly checked the day's official gazette and jumped up with delight: "My two wives, come quick! Zhen'er and her bunch of little maids have really gotten to work! They've wiped out all the British warships on the Yangtze River!" Before I could finish speaking, my two wives burst in like a whirlwind, startling me. They were both completely naked, one on each side, sitting on my lap, each grabbing an arm, and snatching the gazette to read it.

Damn, after rolling around in the military tent for seven or eight days, when had I ever seen such a sensual scene? I didn't care about anything else, and immediately began kneading my two beautiful wives' ample breasts. Ah, the perfect balance of softness and firmness, the feel was wonderful! The best pleasure a man could experience!

They each had a son and a daughter; the older one was already in school, and the younger one was playing wildly in kindergarten, yet their figures remained exactly as I had seen them the day before—both alluring and slender. This was probably the result of my devoted care!

At first, the two of them were laughing and joking, but after a while, they started moaning and groaning. Their little bottoms started to wriggle restlessly on my lap. Then, they both stood up at the same time, tearing and shoving, until I was completely naked. They each grabbed one of my ears and dragged me into our steaming hot bath. The three of us took a bath together. Wow, I shed two pounds of mud, and the water was all muddy. It was terrible; I'm lucky I wasn't thrown in the trash!

Fei'er changed the water, completely naked, and when she came back and saw that Yan'er and I were already together, she wouldn't let go and dragged us into a threesome. We'd only been crazy for half an hour when I got these two top beauties screaming at the top of their lungs. How could they be dignified and graceful? They were practically in a madhouse, two crazy girls!

After having enough fun, Fei'er hugged my neck proudly and said, "Empress Dowager Cixi got married off, Yuan Shikai got his head chopped off, the Japanese were beaten down, and the Eight-Nation Alliance was driven mad. Brother Long, we didn't come into this world in vain, did we?"

Yan'er chuckled, "When did you become such a fangirl of Huang Hong? You're all talk and no action! We've only just gotten to where we are. We've been struggling for over ten years, and we haven't even restored the territory of the Kangxi and Qianlong eras. We've let our ancestors down!"

Fei'er quickly said, "Take it one step at a time! You're not that big of a mouth, why do you want to get rich quick? Aren't you afraid of getting pregnant again? I'm not going to get you any more birth control pills!"

This time, Yan'er wouldn't have it. She reached out and pinched Fei'er's chubby bottom, making Fei'er lift her butt and try to run away, but she was still connected to me, so she had to beg for mercy. It turns out the two of them, fearing another pregnancy, secretly obtained contraceptive pills from the imperial physician. Now, Yan'er is afraid of getting pregnant again, saying, "Then we shouldn't do anything else, just be a breeding machine for that philandering emperor!"

But they were both afraid I'd be angry, so they kept it from me. Today, Fei'er revealed their secret, and of course, she wouldn't stand for it.

The three of them were having a blast when the little scholar outside shouted, "Your Majesty, someone has come to surrender!"

I immediately flew into a rage: "Damn it, are you out of your mind? Does the Emperor of the Great Qing personally grant surrenders? Do you think I'm crazy?!" Thinking this, I blurted out, "Hand it over to the Shuntian Prefecture. Arrest them if they need to, kill them if they need to!"

That brainless little scholar was still saying, "Your Majesty, this person is special, Your Majesty should handle it yourself!"

Hey, he's trying to pin this on me now. Have you been eating too much greasy food and it's clouded your judgment? Enraged, I cursed, "What the hell is 'special'? She's my concubine, of all people?"

Unexpectedly, that damned thing followed up with, "She's the Imperial Concubine bestowed upon her by His Majesty!"

I burst out laughing. Damn it, which little darling has come back to do this with me? Perfect! I've just finished this half-hearted affair; let her in and we can practice our three cultivation techniques together! Thinking this, I shouted, "Let her in! I've been waiting for her!"

Yan'er, quick-witted as ever, stood up from the water and ran. Fei'er, seeing her run, wanted to run too, but she was still attached, waves of pleasure making her reluctant to leave. So she had no choice but to accompany me to meet my surrendered concubine.

Heavy footsteps...wait, these don't sound like the footsteps of my other concubines. Before I could react, I heard a cry of surprise, and the three people in the room stared wide-eyed in shock—the person who entered was my long-awaited Catherine.

Damn it, it really is the Imperial Concubine I bestowed upon her! Why did she have to appear now of all times?

Surrender? Could she be among the Russian troops I'm annihilating? Didn't she say she wouldn't participate in her father's struggle with me? How did she get involved?

Wait a minute, her father died long ago. In 1896, Zeng Jize even represented the Chinese government at the coronation ceremony of the new Russian Emperor Nicholas II! Could she be here to help her brother fight me for the throne?

While I was lost in these wild thoughts, Catherine stared in astonishment at the steamy scene between me and Fei'er, her face flushed crimson.

Fei'er was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground, burying her head in my chest, too ashamed to look up for a long time. It was Yan'er who came to the rescue. She came in fully dressed, looked at Catherine, and said with a smile, "So it was you, sister Catherine! Come on, let's go wait for them up front. Those two, once they're together, they're inseparable, even in the bath they can't behave! They deserve a spanking!" With that, she pulled Catherine's hand and headed towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation. As soon as

they left, Fei'er pushed me and stood up. She grabbed my ear and wouldn't let go: "You philandering emperor, you leave your mark wherever you go! This time, you've got a concubine coming to surrender! It's quite a novelty, quite a spectacle! Let's see how you handle this!"

This wasn't the time to be lenient. I couldn't let my noble image be tarnished; that would be a matter of national dignity! I glared at her and said, "Good wife, I'll never do it again!"

But in my heart, I was thinking, "Wow, another wonderful thing! Another beauty has come knocking! I should have invited her in for a bath together, that would have been amazing! What a disappointment, what a blunder, what a mistake!"

Whatever, I'm in a difficult position now, so I have to be humble. I'm going to frantically search for a wife!

I knew that nothing I said would work now, so I had to be careful. I went up to Fei'er, ready to get intimate again, which scared her so much that she jumped out of the bath, covered her private parts, and ran away in a panic! Ha, I'm so clever!

As soon as Fei'er ran away, I lay in the basin, lost in my happy thoughts again: "If she surrenders, does that mean we should release that Linevich, those 5,400 captured Russian soldiers, and those four Russian cruisers we've been holding in the Bohai Bay? Oh, and maybe the loan for the Heida Railway that they declared they wouldn't repay, and the management rights of the Heida Railway. Damn it, no way! No matter how much of a womanizer I am, I can't marry a wife who's siding with the enemy! I can't trade national interests, the country, for sexual happiness! This is a matter of principle. If I did that, what difference would I make from those muddle-headed feudal emperors? In that world, I hated those corrupt officials, those big bureaucrats who slew the country. If I did that, wouldn't I be on par with them? No way, surrender is fine, nothing else matters. Leave everything to the State Council!"

Wait, I can't hand over my wife. I need to think this through. As long as she doesn't attach any other conditions, a wife is still a wife, and I'll still cherish her. After all, I'm a womanizer emperor! I can't forget my heroic nature!

Having thought it through, I stepped out of the bath, donned my imperial robes, and strode forward, looking dashing, imposing, and debonair. What? Self-important? If you don't praise yourself, who will?

Entering the Hall of Mental Cultivation, I saw Catherine still sobbing, her two wives trying to comfort her. But as soon as I entered, they both stood up and slipped away. Damn, they've figured it out; they know how to avoid me!

As soon as Catherine saw me, she rushed over and hugged me, bursting into tears. She rubbed her little pink face against mine, making it all wet. Her crying made my manhood exceptionally impressive—a small cannon pressed firmly against Catherine's lower abdomen, poised to attack a mountain peak—I quickly pulled her into a tight embrace: "My little darling, tell your brother what's wrong! Brother will get revenge for you!"

Catherine wrapped her arms tightly around my neck and started kissing me like a chick pecking at rice, making loud smacking noises and burning my face. Damn it, what's wrong with her? Is this a kiss? Is she trying to make me look like a pig's head before she'll quench her thirst?

She kissed me for a good half hour before stopping. I pulled her to sit on the armchair, lifted her onto my lap, kissed her again, and said, "Tell me, who bullied you? How can I help you?"

"Give me all the soldiers you captured, give me the warships locked in the Bohai Bay, give me the money for building the Heida Railway—"

Damn it, listen to this, she actually did exactly what I wanted! Isn't this a complete honey trap? I really wanted to throw her to the ground!

"I'll lead the army back and chop that Nicholas II into mincemeat!"

"Wait, I'm confused. You want to go back and kill him?" I asked, puzzled. Luckily, I was a little slow, or I would have really caused a scene! "The Qing Dynasty even had a snowfall in June! Isn't that annoying?!

" "Yes, you're my husband, you have to help me get revenge! I thought I'd never see you again. I see you in my dreams every day, I dream of you holding me, but when I wake up it's still that cold prison, that messy grass beneath me—"

"Wait, when did our prison let you sleep on messy grass?" I was increasingly confused.

"Who said it was our prison? I said their Russian prison!" Catherine said.

This time I understood. She was referring to Russia as "them" and China as "us." It seemed she was determined to follow me!
"How did you end up in a Russian prison? You're a princess!" I touched her head, wondering if she was delirious from the fever.

"What are you touching? I'm not stupid at all! My father isn't even completely dead yet, and our family had a fight among ourselves. My half-brother, Nicholas II, struck first, arresting my brother and me, locking us in the dungeon, and even stealing the throne from my brother! My brother and I spent those days in prison like they were living in hell. Later, with the help of our own people, we escaped. We had nowhere to go, so I took him and headed towards China. We ran through the forests, lived in the wilderness, and ran for half a year. We even entered Mongolia. We asked them to..." "They caught up with me! My brother was shot dead. I hid in the water for ages with a reed, barely escaping their pursuit! But as soon as I entered Beijing, I was captured by that bastard Gers's henchmen and imprisoned in their embassy's dungeon. Today they were packing to escape, so they forced me to come to you, begging to surrender and let them go home! I'm here! Quickly arrest all those bastards and lock them in the dungeon too! Don't let a single one escape, let them taste what dungeon life is like!" She burst into tears again.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Damn, that scared me! I was thinking Nicholas II was using Catherine as a honey trap, but it turns out that's what happened!

I held her tightly, gently patting her little bottom, and comforted her, saying, "Sweetie, don't cry. I told you not to go back, but you insisted, and now you've suffered so much. It breaks my heart! This time, stay here with me and let me pamper you!"

She wiggled her little bottom and said, "No! I want revenge! I want to take back the power and hand it over to my husband, so that China can be stronger. We can't let that Nicholas II act like a big shot!"

I could only comfort her, saying, "Fine, I'll give you 100,000 troops. Go to St. Petersburg, arrest your brother, and lock him in the dungeon too!"

Upon hearing this, she burst into tears again, clinging to me and kissing me desperately. One of her hands even slipped inside my shirt, touching my nipple—wasn't this torture? My penis was so hard it was throbbing, but she was still crying without end, not even trying to come to my rescue. She really had no sense of propriety!

She was crying her heart out, and suddenly an idea popped into my head: I could learn from how Mao Zedong treated Prince Sihanouk, and establish a government-in-exile for Catherine. When we attacked Russia, after crossing the Treaty of Nerchinsk, we could use her government as a pretext! We could attack with a perfectly legitimate reason, with unwavering conviction! We could leave them speechless!

Thinking this, I patted her little bottom and said, "Stop crying. Come here, let me ask you something. If you want to fight back, you need your own people. Do you have any people in Russia and China? Especially, do you have any officials supporting you?"

Catherine was taken aback, but immediately said, "Of course I do! I have people in Moscow, in St. Petersburg, and even in this embassy, but they don't have that much power right now and can't control the situation!"

I nodded: "That's alright. Could you send a message to them all to come and help you fight back? To help you command?" "The army will help you devise strategies!"

Catherine looked at me. "Can't you help me? You're not as good as them!"

I laughed and said, "But if you want the Russian people to support you and follow you, you need a group of respected people surrounding you, who can convey a message to the Russians—you are the true monarch of Russia! That Nicholas II is a usurper!"

Catherine blinked at me, and after a while, she understood what I meant. She immediately laughed and said, "You want me to establish a government and formally send troops to overthrow Nicholas II?"

"Don't you want to fight back? Isn't war mainly about winning hearts and minds?" I reached my hand inside her blouse and touched her small, delicate breasts. She really seemed inexperienced; the moment my hand touched that soft spot, her body stiffened. Her large, yellowish-green eyes stared at me, gradually brightening, and a soft, alluring expression appeared on her face. She started humming softly, and after a while, her little bottom began to wriggle frantically, her long legs clamping tightly together, and her body trembling with spasms—after a while, Catherine stopped wriggling, her whole body going limp like a puddle of mud. She let out a long sigh and murmured... She said, "I regret it so much! I shouldn't have disobeyed you, I shouldn't have gone back to Russia! I shouldn't have left my love!"

I comforted her, saying, "Things will be better from now on, we'll never be apart again!"

She hugged my neck and said, "Even if you drive that wild donkey away, I won't be that emperor. You can govern that place, I want to be by your side, I want you to cherish me, I can have children, and I can make you ecstatic in bed!"

I laughed, "Of course, you're my beloved woman!"

She sat up, but immediately frowned, looked down, and lifted her skirt to look. I saw a wet patch there. Wow, I've struck gold! She's a little squirt!

She gave me a shy glare: "You're touching me like that, making me feel terrible! Now, if the two older sisters see this, they'll laugh at me!"

I quickly said, "You cornered Fei'er in the bathtub earlier, and now that you've squirted, it's even!" Then I changed the subject, "You still haven't told me, can you get them to come?"

"Of course I can, I can just send them a message, but there aren't enough people. You need soldiers to fight a war, you can't have the entire Chinese army on your side, can you? That wouldn't win over the people, would it?" She really understood!

I thought for a moment and said, “There are quite a few Chinese men who have married Russian women along the Heilongjiang River. I don’t know why, but those Russian girls seem to like marrying Chinese men, and they often have a lot of children after marriage. I’ve seen quite a few families, and they all have eight, nine, or even ten children. Those children all look like you—blonde hair, blue eyes, and white skin! We can recruit soldiers from there, ostensibly Russian soldiers, but actually Chinese soldiers. A mix of good and bad, easy to lead and good at fighting!”

Catherine laughed, “That’s great! Let’s establish a government-in-exile called the Grand Duchy of Moscow! Because my title is Grand Duke of Moscow!”

I was delighted; they really were going with my plan!

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