Even if the Ming Dynasty was very powerful, in the eyes of Zakrov, the Russians who advocated force, they would still have to conquer them with force and obtain their vast and rich land in the future. Such a large amount of resources would naturally fall into the hands of the Russians. Why do you have to do equal trade? And give these Ming people the incomparable precious shipbuilding talents to expand their territory on the sea?

A strong wind blew over, and the snow on the ground was blown up. Some snow particles slapped on Zhang Xuwen's face, which was cold and bone-broken, and his hands quickly became purple. This was also a disadvantage. On the contrary, Zakrov, on the other hand, looked calm and the bad weather had no effect on him. Even for these Russians, the weather today was pretty good.

Further north, in the permafrost area in the Arctic Circle, Russians also have a small number of settlements. The adults there are weather at a temperature of more than minus 30 degrees Celsius. I really don’t know how these Russians survived in this era. Even if they live in such a natural environment three hundred years later, living in such a natural environment will be extremely harsh challenges!

Zhang Xuwen suppressed the discomfort and continued to move forward. His boots stepped on the snow, making a squeaking sound.

In this era, all kinds of unnecessary thoughts have been completely abandoned. There is only the enemy in front of you. All you think about is the coordination of your hands and eyes. Zhang Xuwen has experienced the most formal military training with Yusheng. In Tomsk, because of the martial arts and strength of the Russians, the people of the delegation have deliberately strengthened their military talent training. Zhang Xuwen is the most accurate person who can shoot a musket. If he had not had this talent, he would not have gone to Zakrov to ask for a duel. Although now, this method of resolving important political conflicts is really a joke, but the world is so wonderful and weird. This kind of solution for children to play house is really a good idea.

Almost fifty steps, the two of them raised their short guns almost at the same time.

Zhang Xuwen felt that Zakrov had grown from a small black dot in front of him, extremely clear. At this moment, his hands and eyes were extremely coordinated. He did not hesitate for a second, and his fingers pulled the trigger without hesitation!

The musket had already been filled with medicine, and the cathode was opened. The trigger, which was slightly heavy, hit the fire door with a click. Mars splashed and the igniting medicine was ignited. Zhang Xuwen felt that his hands suddenly shocked him and breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, this was a shot!

When he was just hitting, Zhang Xuwen seemed to hear the sound of the opponent's thrust. However, at this time, he did not see the white smoke rising from the guns on the opposite side, nor did he see the fire from the guns on the opposite side. His heart sank slightly. Zhang Xuwen had seen more than a dozen duels in the city. There were quite some masters who would rather risk being hit first and wait until the distance was very close before hitting. In this way, the possibility of hitting the key points increased, which was easier to control people than the first one.

Zhang Xuwen was upset, but he was still too impatient!

However, a shocking sound came at this time, and almost everyone was shouting something in Russian. Zhang Xuwen looked over in a daze, but saw Zakrov lying on the snow, with a very obvious pool of blood under his body!

Zheng Zhilong and Gan Hui had already pounced on him. Two young men from Fujian looked short and thin among a group of bear-like Russians, but they did not hesitate at all, but ran directly to Zhang Xuwen and protected him firmly.

Both of them had muskets in their arms. Even if the other party had many people, they could not hand over Zhang Xuwen to the other party without resistance.

Zhang Xuwen was moved and confused. He murmured: "I actually hit him first."

"It's still a death, it's hitting the vital part of the neck!" Zheng Zhilong looked excited, almost feeling like he was about to jump up.

Gan Hui calmed down, and he said, "Let's calm down and don't anger these guys."

"That's true!"

Zheng Zhilong calmed down suddenly. He turned around and looked, and whispered: "I've died. He also hit me at that time, but this guy was not very lucky and failed to fire."

Zakrov also used a short gun, but it was not produced by He Yusheng. It is very likely to be a firearm made by Russia. In terms of quality, this thing is definitely a hundred times better than the production of the Ministry of Industry of the Ming Dynasty. However, the low ignition rate is the characteristic of flints in this era. The average quality is only 50% of the strike rate. That is to say, it is very likely that five shots will fail. This failure rate is a bit high, far below the combrope, so flints have appeared for decades, but the equipment rate is not too high. Zakrov's use of flints may be the biggest mistake. If he used a combrope, the result may be completely different.

Zhang Xuwen was a little scared at this time. He didn't know whether his body was excited or too cold, or he might be too scared, but he actually trembledly. He smiled bitterly and said, "I'm the most worried about whether I'm not accepting it, but that he proposed to use the Don River Scimitar to duel with me. Then I either withdrew in shame or I could only die."

"Well, yes, yes." Zheng Zhilong nodded repeatedly and said, "From this point, even if this guy dies, we should call him a good man."

The Russians' duels are also in line with the times. There are still people in Western Europe who use swords or spears to duels. Using muskets is just a fashion that has just emerged. Russians followed up and learned. After that, many people died in musket duels for at least 200 years.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Xuwen calmed down a little. Accompanied by two witnesses, the three of them walked towards Zakrov's body.

Two women, one old and one young, were standing beside me and crying, especially the bride. Today is the day for her marriage and the day for her father to bid farewell to others. After two emotions were shaking, they were already crying.

At this moment, Zhang Xuwen almost felt a strong sense of guilt, but the current situation was not allowed to escape, so he could only continue to move forward.

"Sorry." Zhang Xuwen said to Koshevoy, who represents the family of the deceased: "This result is not what I want to see."

"It's okay, Zhang." Koseroy saw that Zhang Xuwen looked uneasy. Not only did he not angry, he comforted him, "Although my wife and mother-in-law were sad, they could accept what was happening in front of him. Zackrov spent his whole life fighting. His wish was to die under the sword, rather than to die in shameless old age in the bed. Now he has done it, what else is more glorious than dying in such a scene? He will definitely ascend to heaven and God will take care of his soul."

When it comes to the saying "nation of heaven", Zhang Xuwen and Zheng Zhilong did not believe in the slightest. The Chinese believe in everything in religion, but in fact they do not believe in anything. If there is a certain belief, it is the simple karma that is most likely to touch people's hearts. Zhang Xuwen saw Zakrov killing harmless civilians and freeze women and children to death in the snow. Such people can go to heaven, so this religion is really ridiculous.

A corpse was lying in the snow. Zackrov's eyes were still open, as if he was looking at the sky blankly. The musket head on his right had been shot down. It was indeed a gun that was fired at about the same time as Zhang Xuwen. Within fifty steps, it was a distance that could basically hit every shot for the top shooter. There was no need to wait to add variables. However, Zackrov did not expect that he was very lucky. In fact, his musket had been warmed up before and successfully hit multiple shots in succession, but the unfortunate thing was that this did not sound at all.

"Maybe this is God's will." Zhang Xuwen looked at the blood flowing from Zakrov's neck. The blood was bright red as soon as it flowed out, which was very dazzling on the snow, but after a short while it turned black red

"Two Ming envoys," Gregory said in a low mood, but he still said straightforwardly: "Zakrov has always opposed us in cooperation with you. We also understand why this duel starts. The Cossacks will hold a meeting below. I think no one should continue to oppose you under the pressure of the Governor, Petrine and others."

Zhang Xuwen breathed a sigh of relief. He felt his waist and back soft and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Zheng Zhilong and Gan Hui supported him from left to right, and did not let him be embarrassed in front of many Cossacks.

"Gregory, we may need your help when we return." Zakrov's body was not far from his feet, and Zhang Xuwen felt that he was too thick-skinned.

"As long as there is the order of the governor." Gregory bowed with a wry smile.

"We can finally prepare for the return trip." Zhang Xuwen looked back at the direction of Seiqi. There were still many people there, including the whine of gamblers who lost the bet. Many people may not have imagined that a person like Zakrov would die at the hands of a weak Ming man.

Zheng Zhilong looked at the musket that had just made great contributions in Zhang Xuwen's hand. He said thoughtfully: "No wonder that firearms are the greatest wisdom in civilization. Only after having firearms can civilization continue and they can no longer be conquered by barbarism."

"I'm leaving again"

It was April, and the weather was warm and green everywhere. Zhang Han held on to Chang Ning's hand and felt the unique smoothness and delicateness of the woman's skin. He couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart.

"Fortunately, I'm still several months away from having a baby." Chang Ning Yanran smiled and said, "You should be able to rush back to welcome the birth of the baby."

Zhang Han said firmly: "I promise you that you will definitely come back."

Chang Ning changed his words: "If there is important military affairs, military affairs are still important."

Seeing Zhang Han a little stunned, Chang Ning pursed his lips and smiled, "It just depends on whether you care about your child. I am not that kind of ignorant woman. You must let go of everything and go home."

Zhang Han thought to himself: Even the dignified and elegant little woman in front of him is still a little girl after all, or in other words, no matter how old the woman is, her general thoughts are similar and not much difference.

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