Solovyov in Tsarist Russia 1796

After Peric returned, Solovyov began his plan.

"Mihrimah, how is your singing?"

The child nodded obediently and seemed to be very good at singing.

"Practice like me."

Speaking of which, if you don’t have experience picking up girls, it’s really difficult to complete this level.

As for Maria taking him to a small dark room to copy music scores and lyrics, it could be regarded as exercising his musical ability.

Although Mihelima's body has begun to grow, her voice is still a bit childish.

"I think even if you only speak Serbian, you should be able to master this song very quickly."

There was still a difference when she said some words. Mihrima's voice was very beautiful. Solovyov played the guitar and then taught her the music.

"Come and try and see if you can sing it."

When Solovyov took Adela with him, he turned her into an excellent housekeeper. She also wrote a letter to Odessa, mentioning that Speransky often came to the house recently.

Although I feel that Speransky is too old for Adela at her age, this person is now the Secretary of State and de facto Prime Minister of the Russian Empire, and his future is not bad.

The child in front of me is well-behaved and pitiful. He has a pair of beautiful big eyes, and his voice is so beautiful.

While Solovyov taught her to sing, he stroked her headscarf and long hair. The child's hair was like a brown waterfall.

My wife is good at everything except her hair is black.

This child was so obedient in front of him, and Solovyov liked it very much, and she even blushed a little.

"Rima, what's wrong with you?"

"Sir, it's nothing. It's just that you are very kind to me, not like an adult to a slave."

"I said at the banquet, silly boy, I am also very tolerant to the servants at home. If this were not in Russia, I might have to do more. You don't look like the kind of child who can understand politics. When you grow up, whether you continue to follow me or not, you will always live happily."

As for the specific situation, Solovyov did not dare to hope.

Now his focus is on this banquet.

It's just that he doesn't intend to break the glass as a sign. After all, Russians break glasses every day when drinking. Who knows what's going on.

In short, the pistol must be in the holster, and the trigger safety is locked.

Next, he was waiting for Dobnyak.

This man is also a cruel warlord, but he is still quite interesting to his subordinates.

And compared with Stojkovic, he really didn't care about his life in fighting, always rushing to the front, and he didn't keep a group of Turkish concubines.

As for Stojkovic, the son he had with a Turkish woman when he was still a tailor was sent directly to his lover's relatives.

From a simple comparison, Solovyov also knew that among the insects, he could only choose to kill the one who committed the most heinous crimes.

When Dobnyak came, he was very respectful.

"Peric has told me, sir. I think what you said makes sense. We should unite now. Although I don't like Karageorge, we can't always win the war without him."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Just tell me what you want to do today. Without saying a word, I, Peter Dobnyak, am willing to be the scimitar in your hand."

"Aha, it seems that you have been under the hands of those Turks for too long. I still prefer to use sharp swords."

"But if you see this, you're going to like it."

Dobnyak signaled to his follower, brought over the weapon wrapped in silk, and then unveiled the mystery.

"Peric said that Prince Christian is your brother-in-law. I have also thought about it. These are two Damascus knives that were seized from the killed Turkish officers on the battlefield. They may not be a good gift, but I think soldiers all like weapons. As for forcing a woman to come over, that’s totally fine.”

"Okay, it seems you understand, then let's get to the point."

In addition to the dragoons he brought, Solovyov also asked Dobnyak to order some of his elite troops to come over.

Anyway, when Stojkovic came, he also brought such a team of people.

They never imagined that Solovyov, a Russian, would hold a banquet at their door.

Of course, they probably don’t know what Hongmen Banquet means.

Solovyov looked at Dobnyak's soldiers and felt confident.

Stojkovic's soldiers looked brave but disorganized, and judging from the movements of his men, Stojkovic used whips to maintain order.

At least here in Dobnyak, carrots and sticks are still useful, and the combination of kindness and power is still useful.

The plan is also very simple. In the tent, there is always singing.

Of course, when Solovyov arranged such a scene, it was impossible for him to teach Mihelima "Yeah Yeah Yeah". Instead, he taught other music. This signal could also be understood by the officers outside.

After listening to the first song, it is time to disarm the Stojkovic soldiers outside. When the second song starts, Solovyov will also listen to what is happening outside.

If the dragoons sang another military song, he would probably know what was going on and take action.

But as for the hand cannon to kill the insects, he himself might be more reliable.

"This is your mission, do you understand?"

"I know, you just open up the supply of good wine to us, everything else is fine, even if we get drunk and you tie us up, it's just a pretense."

"I won't lie to you, if Stojkovic can listen to me, it's fine. If he can't listen, it's probably the only way."

"Like this?"

"You'll know by then, this kind of thing should have happened many times in the Balkans, in order to keep it secret, your soldiers also go to drink, just don't tell them."

"Okay, I understand."

Although this is the first time I met Dobniak, he seems to be worth making friends with since he dares to put his life in his hands.

Even friends with bad tempers in Serbia are actually worth making friends with.

Karagheorghe is naturally worth making friends with.

While they were talking, Peric pointed in the direction of the main road.

"My lord, chief, look, that's Stojkovic coming over there."

"What a grand show, I've only been to his tent once."

"Don't be surprised if you know that, sometimes he still has to bring people with him when he goes out. Coming to you without his 42 Turkish women, he is already more 'restrained'."

Interestingly, Serbian grammar is more complicated than Russian, so when Dobnyak speaks, he still has some "complex" expressions.

Solovyov couldn't understand it completely, but Vuko Karadzic next to him would tell him what was going on with his crutches.

"It seems that we still have to welcome this chief well."

Stojkovic was somewhat dissatisfied when he saw Dobnyak arrive first.

This man probably has too much presence, and he is always ostentatious wherever he goes. In the early days of the Serbian uprising, he chopped off the heads of four Turkish commanders and their followers. His style of doing things is not only ostentatious but also brutal.

That's how he made a name for himself in the eastern part of Serbia.

Dobniak is his right-hand man, but he made his name by fighting.

As for Stojkovic, he came here just to have a feast, and then have a good discussion with the Russian boss and his capable men.

Unexpectedly, he had been poached here. Solovyov promised Dobniak that he was already the commander of the infantry brigade of three regiments. If he wanted cavalry, he could also equip several cavalry squadrons.

These temptations, plus the reorganization of Stojkovic's eastern warlord forces, can actually command nearly 10,000 people.

Dobniak knew very well that he would get a lot of benefits, and he should not offend the Russians, after all, he still had to rely on them for support.

"Sir, it's easy to find the way to your place."

"But it's still some distance from the Vidin camp. We surrounded this city in order to open up the transportation line of the Danube. The Serbian army will be the decisive factor in this war."

"But you overestimate Karageorge. He recently lost Niš, so the Turks can open up the transportation line to Belgrade, but they will still fail in the end. If there is no Russian army... Let's put it this way, if you are short of manpower for the war, we can arm 20,000 people. If you..."

Soloviev interrupted his speech: "Captain Milenko Stojkovic, let's talk in the tent. This is not the place to talk."

Stojkovic didn't realize that he was falling into Solovyov's trap.

When he saw Mihrima's appearance, which was also carefully dressed, he relaxed his vigilance.

"Sir, you are really willing to spend money on this child. It costs a lot to dress her up like this, and she is in the army."

"My lover was going to come with me, but she and I have a daughter who is not yet weaned. If the road is bumpy, it will be enough to torment the mother and daughter. But her suitcase came with me, saying that it might be of some use to me."

Although Solovyov did not talk nonsense every day, Mrs. Recamier did put some clothes and jewelry in Solovyov's luggage.

Although it was a little big for Mihrima to wear, and there were no suitable shoes, so she could only wear slippers to deal with it.

"It's just that this little girl can't support these clothes. You have to find a good tailor to make clothes for her. Tsk tsk, she is worthy of being the attendant general of the Russian emperor. The treasures that can be taken out of the family are different."

Stojkovic also looked at the clothes, jewelry, bracelets and anklets worn by Mihrima, and naturally knew that they were made of silver, which was also very exquisite.

As for where the experience came from, it was naturally the conclusion drawn from robbing merchants. At least I didn't have such good goods.

"Okay, Chief Stojkovic, you should sit down."

Then the dishes were served, and there were also drinks.

However, Solovyov didn't like to use vodka, and the main thing used to entertain guests here was some sweet wine.

This way he could stay awake, but Stojkovic across from him obviously felt that Hungarian liqueur, sherry and gin were all boring and still wanted vodka.

"Since you said that, I still have to prepare some. But here is the vodka. Our soldiers come to drink it, especially the grenadiers at the door. They are old brothers who came from the same regiment as me. This meeting is also They were specially transferred from the battlefield."

"I see."

As for the banquet where they were eating and drinking, and Mihrimah was playing and singing beside them, they seemed to be having a great time.

But after singing the revised version of "Rowan Tree in the Urals", someone started singing outside.

Solovyov knew what was going on and was probably under control.

The several grenadier battalion commanders sent out by Peric and Solovyov outside were indeed drinking vodka, and they took control of Stojkovic's men along the way.

"Okay, let's get down to business now. Stojkovic, you always feel that you are better than Karageorge, aren't you a little dissatisfied?"

"Sir, what do you mean?"

"It's definitely not okay to engage in politics with a FW like you. You don't have any sense of the overall situation."

As for what he wanted to do, it was all within Solovyov's control. At least the safety on his pistol was released and the bullet was loaded.

Obviously, this arrogant guy didn't want to give in easily, so he was ready to draw his knife.

Just when he drew his knife, Solovyov drew his gun too quickly and shot him directly in the arm.

"What are you doing?"

"It seems like you don't have any good intentions."

The grenadier veterans arranged by Solovyov outside did escort a few people in.

"I just said that our Commander-in-Chief is right. It's not that we can't understand what these people are saying, and they don't have any good intentions. Look at these guys, they are all fully armed. If there weren't so many of us, we would really Not very easy to control.”

"Egor, you did a great job, you can become a sergeant later."

It's just a pity that he is not an officer yet.

As for Stojkovic, he didn't bother Rausolovyov to deal with it himself, and was directly escorted to the back. After the firing squad read out the sentence drafted in advance, they fired directly.

Then, the warlords who dominated the eastern part of Serbia were killed so quickly.

Even in the tent, when Solovyov shot him in the elbow, which saw some blood, the whole process went too fast.

The rest of Stojkovic's men had no time to react, but Dobnyak was still frightened.

Fortunately, I listened to Peric, and this pretty boy struck quickly and ruthlessly.

But it is also good for him, that is, a large part of Stojkovic's subordinates will be taken over by him, and some others will probably defect to Karageorge.

It's just that Dobnyak has also given up the idea of ​​opposing Karageorge, and this scene is for him. (End of chapter)