Chapter 142: Heavenly Way Reward (Part 1)

Buddha Xiao.

The dried straw piles were carried by Japanese infantry as mats. Everyone was wrapped in a military blanket and lay silently on it, with a numb expression.

The sound of artillery sounds from afar. It was obvious that the 14th Division, Tojo Hidekyu Division, was still fighting fiercely with the counterattack troops of Lushun. The news of the collapse of the situation in the north came, and the Imperial Military Conference made a decision almost immediately, heading north and preparing to board the ship from Dalian to retreat to North Korea or the mainland.

In the early morning, the sound of cannons from Dalian Bay suddenly caused the upper level of the Japanese army to explode. Soon, news came that a large number of Chinese warships bombarded Dalian Bay, including at least three battleships, and even one Guangzhou-class.

Around the black chrysanthemum-patterned imperial tent, fully armed guards stood solemnly like a forest.

The tent was brightly lit, and senior officers who were urgently summoned were lined up on the left and right. On the central throne was the expressionless Emperor Meiji, sitting cross-legged on the mat next to him, the attendant Nagato-Daji Duke.

"You guys, the situation is almost clear now. Perhaps the joint fleet has been defeated and the Chinese have obtained the right to control the sea. They have landed in Incheon before and are expected to officially start attacking the capital of North Korea later today. In addition, landing in Dandong last evening."

The Duke of Dedaji paused and strengthened his tone: "Now the Dalian port is bombarded, the joint fleet has lost its maritime power, and we are empty in Dandong, and we are probably imminent. The passages of our army's retreat from both land and sea to North Korea have been cut off. What are your opinions on the next step of our army?"

Everyone present looked at each other, and they were filled with miserable mist.

The Duke of Tokuji looked around the audience. Seeing that no one was talking for a long time, his tone became stronger: "You are going to war against China, and the army and the navy patted their chests to guarantee the bill. Now, the state is difficult, so no one has come forward to take responsibility? The imperial guards are here, and the essence of the Manchu army is here. Should we just sit down and watch the elites of our empire be destroyed in a battle?"

"Your Excellency, for the current plan, the sea power is lost, and the fleet is not aware of its survival. Although the Shigashiguchi base camp is guarded by the Seto Inland Sea, it is no longer safe. I beg your Majesty to send the base camp back to Tokyo as soon as possible, arrange local defense matters, and deal with the landing and harassment of the Chinese army."

The words of Prince Fumimi Seiyaki Miyaki, commander of the Fifth Army of the Manchurian Army, immediately made everyone's hearts sank.

Since the Mongol invasion, Japan has finally faced a powerful invasion from the mainland again. Last time, Kanbuki saved Japan. What about this time?

"In addition, His Highness the Crown Prince is in charge of Tokyo. All local defense and rescue of the Manchu army are subject to the presidency of His Highness." Prince Shizuai Fushimi paused and continued, "Please send an imperial telegram to grant His Highness full authority. If... he still needs His Highness to appease the whole country."

Emperor Meiji narrowed his eyes slightly, and the expression on his face seemed to have no fluctuations.

Vladivostok.

The name of this city is the Jurchen word "small fishing village by the sea". In 1860 AD, Russia first intimidated by force and then extorted diplomatically. It used the so-called Sino-Russia Beijing Treaty to seize it from the Qing Dynasty, and became an important Russian military port for the Russian Pacific Fleet and the center of the Russian Empire's Far Eastern rule.

At this moment, the city is no longer as prosperous and noisy as before. On the streets, Russian citizens are rushing in a hurry, and many people are driving carriages, carrying property and family to the dock, trying to catch a foreign passenger ship. Many young men in the city have been forced to recruit and are ready to enter defense operations. On the streets, fully armed soldiers come and go, and workers from China, North Korea and Japan are driven to the fortifications outside the city, strengthening the fortifications day and night.

Rumors have spread all over the city.

Since the foreign crew members and telegraph office employees revealed the news of the Mongolian defeat, Vladivostok began to panic. However, due to the Grand Duke Nikolayevich's presence, people at first felt a little lucky. But soon, a series of defeats from the Russian army in the Far East came, and the attacking troops in Manzhouli were cut off contact. The troops retreating from Jiamusi-Shuangyashan were suddenly attacked by the Chinese army. The troops transported from the railway line to Chita were intercepted halfway, the railway line was shelled, the Chinese cavalry crossed the border, and the Russian troops retreated and experienced hard battles...

One unfavorable news after another finally dispelled people's last fantasy, and the entire city suddenly fell into violent and unrest. The military authorities of Vladivostok also immediately announced military control, and a large number of troops took to the streets, and announced that they would forcibly collect food and other combat materials, adopt a rationing system, and prohibit private transactions.

Vladivostok Military Prison.

The dark and dirty cell was filled with the smell of mold. A middle-aged man had not shaved his beard for several days, wearing a military uniform without military rank and logo, looking at the ceiling in confusion.

A sound of footsteps came.

The man immediately jumped up as if he was touched by electricity, rushed to the door of the cell, and watched with a gaze at the iron fence.

Several Russian officers came to the door of the cell, and the first one was expressionless and said coldly: "Liu Mengxiong?"

The middle-aged man shouted anxiously: "It was me... Did the Grand Duke send you to release me... Wait a little faster? Is it clear that my affairs are clear? The battle is urgent now, I must return to the command position immediately, otherwise Russia will be finished."

The officer nodded to the side, and the prison guard inserted the key into the door lock and unscrewed the door of the cell.

Liu Mengxiong was ecstatic: "It's great, I can finally go out, thank you, thank you..."

While speaking, he stretched his handcuffed hands forward and complained: "This joke is so big. How is the situation of the war? Has the Chinese army been blocked? Where has the Second Army been?"

The officer leading the team looked at him silently and said nothing. The other officers pushed Liu Mengxiong hard and said coldly: "Hurry up, follow us."

Liu Mengxiong was a little angry: "I am an army colonel..."

"Once it was." The officer leading the team snorted coldly, "Liu Mengxiong, you have been removed from the military position. Now you are a prisoner and are suspected of leaking top-secret military information about the Russian Empire to China. In other words, you are likely to be a spy and follow us."

"No, I am loyal to the Russian Empire, let me see the Lord Grand Duke"

A big horse boot kicked Liu Mengxiong hard in the stomach.

A Russian lieutenant grabbed Liu Mengxiong's collar, and his blood-tie eyes were as fierce as a wolf: "The yellow monkeys are all spies, liars, and smugglers should all be sent to mine and repair roads."

The officer leading the team snorted: "Stop talking nonsense, take him to the interrogation room. Today, we will find out that the entire spy network of the Chinese in the Far East, Mr. Da Gong is still anxious to report..."

Liu Mengxiong's body trembled suddenly and his face was pale.

Interrogation room.

A lieutenant colonel had a meticulous back and was covered in simple and capable as rare among Russian noble officers. Seeing Liu Mengxiong, who was escorted in and was crying, frowned slightly and said softly to several officers: "You go out first, I'll talk to him alone."

Several people saluted, turned around and closed the door.

Liu Mengxiong looked at the adjutant of the Grand Duke Nikolaevich, and the sadness on his face became stronger and stronger. After a while, he said, "Your Excellency, Lord... do you really think I am a spy?"

Lieutenant Colonel Peter Nikolaevich Flanger sighed and said softly: "Your Excellency, Grand Duke, is difficult to do, either."

A kind of light suddenly appeared in Liu Mengxiong's eyes.

"Liu, we don't want to doubt you, but... if it weren't for the high-level leaks, how did the Chinese master the Mongolian front's combat plan and respond so carefully? Why did the plan to mobilize troops you suggested was completely exploited by the Chinese and caught us off guard? What's going on with the troops in Manzhouli who were surrounded?"

"All this is by no means a mistake in command of the Grand Duke, nor can it be explained by the genius of the commander of the Chinese army's front line." Flanger stared at Liu Mengxiong, "It is you who formulated these plans, and it is you who supervised the implementation, and more importantly... you are Chinese. Liu, I don't want to believe that you are a spy, but what is the explanation for all this?"

Liu Mengxiong opened his mouth wide, and tears flowed down his eyes: "I don't know what's going on, but I can swear to the sky that all this has nothing to do with me, otherwise the sky will hit lightning, go to hell, and go to the oil pan."

"Okay, Lee, this is not a problem that can be solved by swearing." Flangel sighed, "I don't actually believe it's you, and I can even be sure that, including the Grand Duke, those who know you don't believe that you will do such a thing. In fact... we are also confident enough to confirm that you have not betrayed the Russian Empire."

A trace of light flashed in Liu Mengxiong's eyes.

He knew very well that these Russians could not fully trust him, and his every move must be under the surveillance of Tsarist Russian intelligence agencies, which is also his greatest confidence.

"But the problem now is that the facts are no longer important... His Majesty the Tsar repeatedly called the Grand Duke to find out the military intelligence leak as soon as possible and clear the spy network of the Chinese in the Far East. Many people around His Majesty are slandering. You have been portrayed as a tool for the Grand Duke to contact the Chinese. The Grand Duke wants to make His Majesty the Tsar lose face and ascend to the throne with the support of the Chinese... Liu, think about it yourself, if you were the Grand Duke, what could you do?"

Liu Mengxiong was as if he was suddenly hit by a stick, his face pale, his mouth wide open, and he couldn't say a word.

"Okay, Li, face it." Flanger's voice was a little sad, "It's not important whether it's you or not you. Everyone needs a reason for this failure. The Grand Duke doesn't want it to be you, but this is indeed not a scope that the Grand Duke can master. I'm talking about these things to you, not for anything else, but I just don't want you to suffer unnecessary."

Flanger paused and whispered: "You are dead, Liu. Stop struggling unnecessary, suffer less, and sentence it as soon as possible. The Grand Guild takes good care of Kajia (the wife Liu Mengxiong married in Russia), Andre and Little Sasha (the two sons born by Liu Mengxiong in Russia). If you have the chance in the future, you will definitely rehabilitate you."

Liu Mengxiong looked at the young lieutenant colonel and his heart gradually sinks. But a strong survival instinct drove him to quickly turn various thoughts.

"Peter, don't you understand? If I am a Chinese spy, the Grand Duke will never escape again." Liu Mengxiong took a deep breath, "Isn't this equivalent to handing over a handle to those people? My relationship with Grand Duke is well known, at least it is a mistake in employing people, resulting in defeat. Grand Duke may also resign because of blame. Besides, think about it, after I was locked up, did the Chinese lose control of our actions, or should they continue to maintain control?"

"This time is too short. The Chinese do seem to still control our actions, but it can also be said that they have mastered the plans they have made before... However, Liu, you are right. The relationship between the Grand Duke and you... is not you, so how can you explain it? The most important thing now is not the truth, but an explanation that everyone can accept. Irkutz has sent a few telegrams to urge this matter..."

"Telecom...Telecom?" A thought flashed through Liu Mengxiong's mind like lightning. The famous Kirins of the Ministry of Defense back then muttered like a devil, and his face changed drastically. "Yes, it was the telegram. The Chinese cracked our password. The telegram. Damn it. The rumor is true. They really formed the password cracking department. God. I know. This is the answer. The telegram is right. That telegram made Kropatkin invest in the final reserve team, causing Kulun to be empty... It must have been faked by the Chinese. Damn it. I should have thought of these cunning Chinese people long ago."

As Flanger listened, his face became solemn: "Liu, you mean..."

"Peter, you know I'm right." Liu Mengxiong had a hideous face. "Tao Gong immediately, you can't wait any longer. Now the Chinese have all the telegrams we have in every aspect. This is like seeking death by Peter. You know what to do, take me to see the Grand Duke."

Flanger looked pale and stared at Liu Mengxiong. After a while, he gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll take you there."

Xiuyan.

Although the Japanese Manchu Army's first army broke the rear, although it carried out extremely fierce defensive operations with its greatest tenacity and courage, it was finally cleared out one by one in the face of the brave infiltration of the Chinese army, in the face of fierce and accurate artillery fire and automatic firepower, and in the blasting and raid of the Chinese army's strong infantry. The Japanese army's broken rear, which was laid off at some key points along the way, relied on the terrain and temporary field offensives, delayed the Chinese army's attack, but anyone could see that the Japanese army's resistance had become increasingly weak and weak. It is obvious that the sharp deterioration of the war and the gradual discontinuation of supplies made these tenacious Japanese soldiers fall into panic and despair.

Front of the Korean Front of the Chinese Empire.

I don’t know how long I had been sleeping, but Zheng Yu gradually felt his face wet and warm. He tried hard to open his eyes and gradually focused. The figure in front of him gradually became clear, but it was a pretty face that was suitable for joy and anger.

"Mingyue..." Zheng Yu spit out two words in a dreamy way, but felt a little dry.

The person behind him helped him up and put on the pillow. Qin Mingyue tried the temperature of the bowl with his hands, picked it up, and put a spoon in a spoon: "Drink some bird's nest ginseng soup to nourish your body. The doctor said, you are too tired, very happy and sad, and you are a little cold, and your body is a little weak. Drink some cold nourishment and it will be fine."

Zheng Yu suddenly rang something, his face changed, he pushed Qin Mingyue's hand away rudely, pulled his neck and yelled: "Where is Song Jiaoren? What's wrong with Xu Shuai? How about Xu Shuai?"

A voice with apology came from behind him: "Your Majesty, I haven't had time to finish talking about you yet..."

"Xu Shuai was injured and had an emergency surgery... The latest telegram said that the operation was very successful, and it seems that the problem would not be dealt with... He is on the Guangzhou account now and is in Lushun."

This sentence immediately shocked Zheng Yu, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, he was rolling and crawling down the camp bed, turning over and hugging Song Jiaoren, and shaking hard: "Shishuai Xu? It's okay? Don't lie to me?"

Song Jiaoren said awkwardly: "The telegram is there. If you don't believe it, you can read it yourself."

Qin Mingyue had already gone over and picked up the telegram and handed it to Zheng Yu. Zheng Yu almost snatched it, reading it word by word, then reading it from the beginning, and then again.

He closed his eyes, two lines of tears rolled down, but his whole body seemed to have put down a thousand pounds of burden, and his face suddenly showed relief.

"It's great, uncle is okay." Zheng Yu opened his eyes, nodded to Song Jiaoren, and then turned to Qin Mingyue, "It's okay... it's okay, it's really okay."

Qin Mingyue came over, handed him a handkerchief, and said with a smile: "Yes, Xu Shuai is fine. The naval battle has been won, and so many warships have been captured. Xu Shuai is fine, everyone is fine. Our national battle will definitely win."

"He's fine." Zheng Yu nodded as he said, and gradually choked up, "Everyone is fine. It's great..."

Qin Mingyue looked at this young man who had suffered the pain of losing his parents in the past six months and was forced to engage in a cruel civil war of fighting with his family. Under heavy pressure, he led such a country to tenaciously accept the armed attack of the Russian-Japanese alliance. Looking at the authoritarian supreme ruler of the empire, crying for the safety of the elder at this moment, a strange feeling surged in his heart.

She could clearly feel a deep desire hidden in the other person's heart, feel the other person's deep fear of a lonely life, the deep yearning for warmth and care, and her heart became softer and softer.

"After fighting this battle, I will never let you take risks again. That old man Xu Fan has to stay on the shore for me, and live a good life and wait for death." Zheng Yu looked at Song Jiaoren, then at Qin Mingyue, and said seriously, "I promise that you all must live well."

Qin Mingyue and Song Jiaoren looked at each other and nodded vigorously.

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