No one expected that the war would end like this.

Just when he fell asleep last night, Napoleon was still worried about what would happen if the war was delayed until winter. The debt borrowed from the Ming Dynasty was enough to bankrupt the French government.

Napoleon couldn't even imagine what the consequences would be if the war was delayed until winter and lost.

Just like seven years ago, Napoleon begged God every day to let winter come slower. Even a week of fun would be good!

Frederick was almost doing the same thing as Napoleon. When Bismarck told him that the Russians had surrendered and the war was over, Frederick, who was having breakfast, even dropped his soup spoon to the ground.

Unexpectedly, really unexpectedly. Frederick felt that the blood all over his body was burning. If there was a heaven, Frederick felt that he was in heaven.

"But...! They want to surrender to the Ming Dynasty." Bismarck's next words sent Frederick straight from heaven to hell.

"Surrendered to the Ming Dynasty?" Frederick didn't understand what he meant.

"Yes! The surrender document stated that the Russian Empire surrendered to the Ming Empire. It was willing to accept all the conditions of the Ming Empire, and was willing to dedicate all the treasures of Moscow to the Ming Empire."

"Bastard!" Frederick kicked the chair away.

Feeling uneasy, he then wanted to lift the dining table. Unfortunately! The heavy oak dining table was too heavy. Frederick stretched it, but did not lift it up.

So much money was spent and so many people died. The Russians actually surrendered to the Ming Dynasty...! They also dedicated Moscow to the Ming Dynasty. So what the hell did I get for paying so much?

"But the envoy of the Ming Dynasty has sent a telegram from His Majesty the Grand Marshal of the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty has issued letters of credence to Russia. They need to surrender unconditionally to the coalition forces, not to the Ming Empire."

Fortunately, Bismarck followed up with another sentence.

"That's just right!" Frederick calmed down a little after hearing Bismarck's words.

"However, His Majesty the Grand Marshal of the Ming Dynasty ordered that all coalition forces stop on the current front. As long as the Russian army does not provoke, they are not allowed to fire on the Russian army."

"This is what it should be. Since everyone has surrendered, there is no need to attack again."

"But Schlieffen and French General Grouchy are leading their troops to fight on the outskirts of Moscow. They will soon be able to break through the Russian army's positions and march into Moscow."

"so……!"

Frederick knew what it meant to march into Moscow.

Not to mention anything else, the treasures accumulated by the Tsarist royal family over hundreds of years are priceless. Not to mention, Moscow has accumulated a huge amount of wealth in these years.

As long as Moscow is captured, a huge fortune can be made.

"Schlieffen is stepping up the attack and trying to break into Moscow as soon as possible. They hope...!" Bismarck was about to say more, but was stopped by Frederick.

"If they forcefully enter Moscow, will they anger the Ming Dynasty?" Frederick's face looked a little sad.

"The news from St. Petersburg has not been sent back yet. We don't have a radio station like Daming, so the news is transmitted very slowly.

For this kind of thing, I don’t dare to use flying pigeons to send messages. So...!"

"Then..., let the courier who issued the ceasefire order move slowly. In addition, you send someone to find out what the French are saying."

"Your Majesty, do you mean that you want to rob Moscow first?"

"There is no way, the cost of war is too high."

"But this will offend the Ming Dynasty. After all, Russia has made it clear that it will dedicate Moscow to the Ming Dynasty." Bismarck was a little worried about Frederick's thoughts. He was someone who had been to the Ming Dynasty and knew how powerful the Ming Empire was.

For some money, it is not worthwhile to offend Ming Dynasty.

"Our news is not as fast as that of the Ming army. The time it takes for orders to be conveyed to the front line is certainly not comparable to that of the Ming Dynasty."

"Okay!" Bismarck looked at the smiling Frederick and could only reluctantly agree and retreat.

There are still a lot of things to do today, so we can't waste time here.

Almost at the same time, Li Xiu also received a telegram from his elder brother Li Xiao. The telegram only contained one short line.

Seize Moscow first!

Those seven short words made Li Xiu frown.

Nothing else, he only has two regiments of the Foreign Legion in his hands.

In terms of equipment and training, the Foreign Legion is completely incomparable to the Ming Dynasty Marine Corps. What makes them stronger is that they are completely brave and ruthless men who are absolutely willing to risk their lives.

Li Xiao's order was correct, but Moscow is a big city with a population of more than one million. In any case, two regiments are not enough.

What's more, those two bulls, Grouchy and Schlieffen, are bent on rushing into Moscow, robbing them, and making a fortune!

You know with your buttocks that these two guys would never choose to stop the Imperial Army in front of Moscow at this time.

"Second Master! What does the Marshal mean by asking us to occupy Moscow?" Chen Laohu saw Li Xiao's telegram and asked cautiously.

"Yes! Brother wants us to occupy Moscow, but... we only have two regiments at hand. The French and Prussians are attacking madly again.

Whether it is to occupy Moscow or to stop Schlieffen and Grouchy from attacking, it will not be easy." Li Xiu looked at this order again with some worry.

"Second Master! The current problem is that occupying Moscow is actually not difficult. The Russians have made it clear that they want to dedicate Moscow to us.

The big question now is...how to stop Grouchy and Schlieffen from attacking.

If these two wild boars are allowed to rush into Moscow, we don’t know what harm they will do to Moscow. The commander-in-chief will never want a shabby Moscow!"

"With just two regiments, how can we stop their attack? We can't just go and fight side by side with the Russians!"

Even if they fight side by side with the Russians, what can they do with only two regiments? They just sent off 50,000 reinforcements two days ago, and these two bastards probably have no less than 250,000 troops.

With the cargo airship, food and ammunition must also be guaranteed. Damn it! If I had known better, I would have deducted some of their ammunition."

Li Xiu regretted that Mao had to be so active in ensuring logistics for Grouchy and Schlieffen.

"Second Master! Those cargo airships belong to us. After this delivery trip, we can provide weapons and ammunition to the Russian army. As for the people...!

We only have two regiments, but there are enough Russians there, including the old and the young, there are more than one million people. If they use our weapons and ammunition to fight the Prussians and French, it should not be surprising.

Come on to us.

As long as they persist for half a month, the ceasefire order will come. By then, they will have no reason to continue fighting.

During these years, many people died in offensive battles.

Let the French and Prussians fight. If they dare to rob Moscow from us, how can they do it without paying the price?"

Li Xiu looked at Chen Laohu in surprise. This bastard has made great progress over the years. It's true that he doesn't have enough manpower. But the Russian army in St. Petersburg has a lot of manpower.

A large cargo airship can carry 500 people at a time. Twenty airships can be gathered together to transport 10,000 troops to Moscow in one day and one night.

If you don't take any detours, you can even make two trips a day.

"If we don't take a detour, we'll just fly over the heads of Grouchy and Schlieffen. They dare to shoot down the Ming Dynasty's airship, hehe!" Li Xiu said with a sinister smile on his face.

"The subordinate immediately went to find that Brauchitsch, and we took the airship to Moscow with him. All thirty of our cargo airships were gathered together to transport people from St. Petersburg to Moscow to participate in the defense war."

"Let's do it! By the way, send someone to send a message to Schlieffen and Grouchy. Tell them to cease fire and station themselves on the existing front."

"Will they listen?"

"It's up to them to listen or not, and it's up to us to talk or not."

"promise!"

Chen Laohu immediately went to find Brauchitsch. When he heard that the Ming Dynasty had agreed to Russia's request, Brauchitsch almost couldn't breathe.

Unexpectedly, there was a reply only one day later. Daming's efficiency was too high.

"There is a problem now. The Prussians and French continue to attack Moscow on the grounds that they have not received orders.

You know, now that we are a coalition force, we are not suitable for direct conflict.

In order to defend your Moscow, we will gather all the airships to help you transport troops to Moscow to participate in the defense of Moscow.

In addition, Ming Dynasty will also provide you with rifles, grenades, light and heavy machine guns and other weapons." Time was urgent, so Chen Laohu had to keep his words short.

"Okay! Okay!" Brauchitsch nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

This was the first time for Brauchitsch to ride on the Ming Dynasty airship, which was a luxury passenger airship that only senior officers of the Ming Dynasty were eligible to use.

There are leather sofas on the airship, as well as a small bar. There is everything from brandy to white wine. You can even find authentic Russian vodka.

"Have a drink?" Chen Laohu saw Brauchitsch's eyes falling on Wuliangye and immediately invited the old guy to have a drink.

Russians are all fond of wine, so upon hearing Chen Laohu’s invitation, Brauchitsch immediately came over.

"Your Ming Dynasty Mandarin is pretty good. Where did you learn it?" He picked up a bottle of Wuliangye and poured a glass for Brauchitsch.

"I stayed in Daming for almost ten years."

"Oh! There are not many foreigners in Ming Dynasty." Chen Laohu and Brauchitsch had a drink.

"You may not believe it, but I am a prisoner of war!" Brauchitsch pointed to his nose.

"Prisoner of war? Oh, I remembered. You were captured in Heilongjiang back then, right?" Chen Laohu recalled the battle Li Xiao fought with the Russians in Heilongjiang.

During that battle, Li Xiao captured a Russian colonel and made him into a wax figure alive. It is still displayed in the pavilion outside the Wuying Palace of the Ming Dynasty!

"Yes! After we were captured, we were sent to do coolies in the capital. That's when we learned Mandarin! We worked there for ten years until a Russian missionary discovered us.

I spent money to redeem them, and then I returned to Russia."

"Old guy, you can do it! Become the Prime Minister as soon as you return to Russia? The Prime Minister is an incredible official!"

"Haha! Another identity I have is... I am the uncle of Empress Catherine.
To be continued...