The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

He's not even going to die?

Hans von Pleasant waved his hand: "Keep firing."

Every time a cannon is fired, you have to peel off layers of skin above the Berlin City Palace. When the deafening sound of the cannon continues, the world seems to be silent, and the time is tense and long.

The carefully selected artillerymen had superb skills, peeling off the layers like an onion, making the Berlin City Palace visibly dwarfed.

The howitzer moved very quickly, and Xingyue easily predicted the impact point. Zhao Chuanxin flashed among the ruins, moving east and west, unscathed, and moved coquettishly within three hundred meters.

When the gunfire stopped, Hans von Plessen and all the German soldiers looked up.

The smoke cleared again, and they saw the hateful figure standing motionless on the incomplete wall.

"Blank!"

Hans von Pleasant went crazy.

He was cruel and ordered the field artillery to be mounted.

Direct shot.

Xingyue warned: "Avoid the edge for now."

Crossing the bare forest, Zhao Chuanxin looked at the Poseidon Fountain 400 meters away, and what he saw was what he could reach, flashing.

Pass through the siege, chase, and pass through the siege.

Zhao Chuanxin appeared several times in succession, standing with a group of German people on Oranienburg Street to watch the excitement.

He was carrying the kettle, and the kettle was roasting in his hands. He poured the cold fused quartz glass into it without exploding. Zhao Chuanxin was holding the thermos cup with an air layer in the middle and drinking tea happily.

"Oh my god, they blew up the prince's uterus."

"The emperor must be furious."

"That man must die!"

"Damn Zhao Chuanxin, why didn't he stay in the barbaric and backward Qing Dynasty? Why did he come to Berlin?"

Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes when he heard the people around him cursing and abusing him.

Originally, he didn't intend to bring disaster to Chiyu, but these little shrimps and crabs, with their faces full of Berliners and their tone full of disdain for the East, made Zhao Chuanxin's teeth itch.

He said: "Turn on the smooth mode."

SF Express is not as fast as Shunshou.

Xingyue understood instantly: "Cross the river and go southwest. It's prosperous there."

Zhao Chuanxin casually poked his eyes at the nearby shop, got up and crossed the Spree River in the southwest direction. He made his way by flashing.

Behind, the sound of cannons rumbled, and fire and smoke rose into the sky.

Looking at the posture, Hans von Plessen seemed to want to burn the Berlin City Palace to the ground.

Xingyue said: "There is a cemetery of the Church of the Twelve Apostles ahead. There is a warehouse for storing furniture one mile away from the seven o'clock direction of the cemetery. It is very large and has been covered with dust for a long time. Go and insert an eye for storage."

Zhao Chuanxin cut off the old lock, replaced it with his own new lock, entered the warehouse and inserted his eye into the roof of the shed.

Throughout Berlin, regardless of whether it was located near the Berlin City Palace, people poured into the streets. Customers stopped buying goods, shop assistants stopped selling goods, bosses were not calculating funds, and workers took a break. Everyone took to the streets to look north and watch the German army. The powerful firepower is amazing.

Curses and praises were mixed, some were inspired and proud, while others were angry and stymied.

Since the Napoleonic Wars, Germans seemed to have developed a patriotic fervor overnight.

Zhao Chuanxin sneered and went into the empty grocery and hardware stores, clearing the shelves.

Just insert the ward, teleport, come back and close the ward, and continue harvesting.

Various knives, handicrafts, barley wheat, margarine, a large amount of aniline purple dye, purple silk fabrics, rayon, carbon black, rubber, beer, photographic equipment, fertilizers, Siemens high-power DC motors and light bulbs...

Zhao Chuanxin is like a locust passing through the border, leaving no grass behind.

Searching all the way, all the way empty.

From time to time, some people wailed, holding their heads in their hands and crying, regretting their losses.

"My goods are missing..."

Some people were extremely angry: "Whoever stole my shop, I want to kill him..."

Not only the store, when Xingyue detected valuable items in his home, Zhao Chuanxin broke in and looted them all without saying a word.

But Zhao Chuanxin couldn't find a place where a large amount of steel was stored, so Xingyue gave him a bad idea: "dig rails."

This Zhao Chuanxin is familiar.

In 1902, Germany had a subway, although it was very short.

In the 1970s, Berlin already had eight main railway lines.

More so today.

Moreover, most of them were double-track railways with mixed passenger and freight traffic. Zhao Chuanxin took out his elf carving knife to dig.

He also kindly put up a sign that read in German: Please stop due to dangerous construction ahead.

If it doesn't stop, it's none of his business.

Come back when it's full, and come back and continue digging.

The furniture warehouse located near the Blitz Palace has been eyed by Zhao Chuanxian for a long time, and the number is Bronze Eye No. 18.

When the sound of the cannons gradually subsided, Zhao Chuanxin teleported back to the store plaque on the west side of the Poseidon Fountain.

Two sides of the Berlin City Palace were almost bombed into ruins, leaving nothing intact.

Hans von Pleasant led the search.

Schinkelplatz on the south bank of the Spree River was crowded with artillery and artillery pieces.

Zhao Chuanxin used three flashes to go around the Palace Bridge to the Avenue de France, and placed a heavy rain pear blossom needle behind the German army.

"You've bombed enough, now it's my turn." Zhao Chuanxin ducked away with a grin.

Xingyue detonated heavy rain and pear blossom needles.

Dong dong dong...

The sound of rainstorm pear needles is very special.

When thousands of bullets are fired together, the resonant sound is a bit like fireworks being fired.

The Krupp artillery was solemnly lined up in Schinkelplatz. Before anyone could react, a crack was torn open in the steel and human walls.

The people on the left and right looked dumbfounded, watching their comrades fall into a pool of blood at the same time, watching the cannon body burst into flames, no one in the passage in a certain area was spared, no one who was shot had only one bullet hole in his body, the cannon was weak If the parts are bent and deformed, the backstop may not be able to continue to be used, affecting performance.

This stunned the German soldier, as if a arrogant and strong man was shouting, causing his opponent to slap him hard without knowing it.

There was pain and shame.

Leopold Maximian, who was watching the battlefield from a distance, was shocked: "What is that?"

Hans von Plessen escaped by hiding in the palace wing, his body trembling as he looked at the corpses of soldiers torn to pieces by the barrage.

Rivers of blood flowed.

Tata Tata...

Bang bang bang...

Boom boom...

There was no one to direct, and the silence was followed by a panicked counterattack. When the first gunshot was fired, there was a series of blindly fired shots.

…

News of Zhao Chuanxin's personal invasion of Berlin, Germany, was spreading secretly. This was something that William II could not control.

The Arms Limitation Committee in The Hague convened an emergency meeting after receiving news that the war had escalated and that the City Palace in Berlin had been razed to the ground.

Bernat's old face was solemn: "Everyone, Zhao Chuanxin broke into Berlin. The Kaiser deployed a division of troops to besiege the Berlin City Palace and wiped his palace from the map of Berlin. This is a great shame and humiliation, and he will not let it go."

Floss Feng frowned and said: "According to the Hague Convention 3, undeclared war is illegal. Obviously, Zhao Chuanxin violated public law."

Jason Weir said: "I disagree. As long as there is no declaration of war, it is just friction. I have received news that the relationship between Zhao Chuanxin and the Kaiser is purely personal and has nothing to do with the war. Besides, I don't think it's just the Kaiser. He has the power to become angry, but Zhao Chuanxin can only passively accept it."

"What?" Floss von Ba raised his voice: "Zhao Chuanxin only represents an individual, while the Kaiser represents a country. How can they be the same? The 1899 Treaty of Malton clearly stated that before the promulgation of a more complete Before establishing the laws of war, the High Contracting Parties deem it necessary to declare that in all cases not covered by the regulations adopted by them, the inhabitants and belligerents shall be protected and governed by the principles of international law, as these principles are derived from the customs established among civilized nations. , humanitarian law and the demands of public conscience.”

There are two points that Froth Feng wants to express: First, why should Zhao Chuanxin be serious with the Kaiser? Is he worthy? Second, although Zhao Chuanxin's move seems to have nothing to do with the war as a personal grudge, although certain things are not expressly prohibited by the treaty, it does not mean that Zhao Chuanxin is allowed to do it.

Just because the Kaiser sent a painting and said a few words, Zhao Chuanxin provoked a fight, which violated morality, humanitarian laws and public conscience.

Bernat glanced at Floss Feng in astonishment.

Although the Arms Limitation Commission has great limitations and is not as impartial as it sounds.

But at least there is a fig leaf to cover up the nature of the jungle.

Does Flos Feng want to express that only state officials are allowed to set fires, but ordinary people are not allowed to light lamps?

Jason Weir snorted coldly: "The Hague Convention has universal validity, but it is not limited to Zhao Chuanxin. The Kaiser is openly provoking. Doesn't he violate humanitarian laws and public conscience?"

Flos von Arrogant said: "You have to understand that all principles come from the conventions established among civilized countries, and they are civilized countries. Do you think an individual who pees on the face of an innocent person can represent a civilized country?"

It turned out that Floss Feng was an Englishman. He learned that an Englishman was insulted on the Lusitania, and he held a grudge. He wanted to ask Zhao for advice but did not dare. At this time, he asked for various provisions of the Arms Limitation Committee. As magic, defeat Zhao Chuanxin's magic.

As Jason Weir is a Dutchman, he naturally prefers the Netherlands itself in his heart. The Queen has a relationship with Zhao Chuanxin, and the princess is their child. His instinct drives him to speak in favor of Zhao Chuanxin, although he himself does not like to see Zhao Chuanxin. salary.

Belenat coughed: "Gentlemen, I think you have forgotten that it is not our responsibility to accuse any party. According to Article 3 of Part II of the Convention on the Peaceful Settlement of International Disputes - each contracting state believes that one or more It is useful and desirable for countries not involved in the dispute to proactively provide good offices or mediation to the countries involved in the dispute, if the situation permits. Countries not involved in the dispute have the right to provide good offices or mediation to the dispute even during the course of hostilities. The exercise of this right must not be viewed by either party as an unfriendly act.

What we need to do is not to make accusations, but to enlist countries that have nothing to do with the dispute to provide good offices and mediation. "

Flos Feng and Jason Weir were both silent after hearing this.

The rest began to discuss Belenat's proposal and which countries should be enlisted to participate in mediation and mediation.

The Arms Limitation Committee, to put it bluntly, is just talking words and needs help when encountering problems.

The meeting was held to discuss, and the first thing that was passed without any dispute was to enlist the help of the United Kingdom. Later, it reached a deadlock on whether to notify and require China to participate.

The former means striving for it, while the latter means asking for it.

The status of the world has long been clearly defined through fighting.

Those here take it for granted.

Normally, these meetings are lengthy and cumbersome.

But after all, Zhao Chuanxin was fighting with the German army in Berlin at this time. The well-dressed gentlemen felt a faint pain in their hearts when they thought of this. They relied on their own understanding of the war and imagined various different scenes of the cruelty of the war, and they became anxious.

They decided to contact the British side first.

King Edward VII of the Saxe-Coburg-Gotha dynasty heard that Zhao Chuanxin had offended Kaiser Wilhelm II. After the International Arms Limitation Committee requested mediation, he was overjoyed: "During the Olympics, the impression given to me by the Chinese team Not very good. But this Zhao Chuanxin is very interesting. One of these people will die. I think we should save his life. I hope William II has not killed him yet."

The ministers were speechless.

In the United Kingdom, which was the first country to implement a constitutional monarchy, the king appears to have a variety of powers, but in fact they are minimal.

But the whole of Britain must pay attention to Edward VII's world-renowned diplomatic ability, so his opinion must be sought on such matters.

Edward VII's mother, Victoria, was nicknamed "Europe's Grandmother," and Edward VII inherited this nickname and was known as Europe's Uncle.

Before he succeeded to the throne, he was a dissolute man and was proficient in eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling. Whenever someone else's husband steps out of the house and vacates a room, he will quietly climb into their bed.

Of course, some of them have wives who belong to the public.

It turned out that Edward VII's reputation had hit rock bottom and he became a laughing matter for the people.

Unexpectedly, after the old man succeeded to the throne, he was proficient in French, English, and German, and was also good at equestrian. He spent generously, and with a wave of his hand, the beautiful Osborne Manor was donated to the country. He often walked the streets to have fun with the people, and acted in an eclectic way.

What's even more awesome is that during those years of eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and smoking, the old man accumulated the skills of dancing and dancing. Every time he visited, he was extremely successful. After he succeeded to the throne, he visited France and was booed by the Parisians on the first day. The next day, he was able to chat and shake hands with the people on the streets of Paris. Wherever he went, the French people cheered loudly.

France, the old rival, directly became an ally.

Later, he became the first reigning British monarch to visit Tsarist Russia, and the first British monarch to visit Sweden. His achievements were outstanding.

The name European Uncle spread like wildfire.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Edward VII said again: "I'm serious. I think Zhao Chuanxin is very similar to me. We both love food, our riding skills are top-notch, and our dressing tastes are equally good." , our pursuit of women is tricky and unique, we both love cigars, and we both have a bad reputation but can achieve extraordinary results. I believe that if we get to know each other, we can definitely become friends. Well, maybe? I should visit the Netherlands.”

He didn't brag.

Although Edward VII overeated and was obese, his dressing taste and some habits were really similar to Zhao Chuanxin.

He and Zhao Chuanxin also like tweed and windbreakers, and his ability to "carry goods" is better than Zhao Chuanxin.

He loves cigars and smokes up to dozens of them a day.

The old man's pursuit of married women and mature women has reached its peak. In the divorce case of the British upper class, he must be on the long list of cheating.

At first, he was notorious and stubborn, but he was able to turn things around. At least he achieved a mixed reputation.

Although his power is limited, he has influenced the British people's livelihood and economy within his ability and brought peace to the country.

Look, the same is true for Zhao Chuanxin. They are so similar, except that Edward VII does not have Zhao Chuanxin's fighting power that the world can't match.

In the field of diplomacy, Edward VII's enigmatic charm and ability make people convinced.

So Britain was the first country to telex Germany for mediation.

…

After the smoke cleared, Hans von Plessen finally no longer saw Zhao Chuanxin's conspicuous black and white armor.

Has that devil been defeated?

Hans von Plessen asked soldiers to form a team to find out what happened, and they would see people dead or corpses.

In the ruins, behind the broken wall.

As soon as the German soldier put his head out, a black and white figure suddenly appeared and grabbed the muzzle of his gun. The gun was taken away from the German soldier by the overwhelming force.

puff!

The muzzle of the gun was turned and the bayonet was inserted into his chest.

The German soldier next to him was horrified. As soon as he made a move, his collar was grabbed, and Zhao Chuanxin gave him a headbutt through his soft gold armor.

Boom.

The man rolled his eyes and felt dizzy.

boom.

Zhao Chuanxin took advantage of the situation and fired a shot, and the third person fell.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them lost their fighting ability.

Two or three German soldiers held bayonets and shouted: "He is here..."

Zhao Chuanxin held the 98 position horizontally, hit one person's temple with the rifle butt backward, and stabbed the neck of another person with the bayonet forward.

Pulling a gun and then pulling the bolt.

boom.

Three more people.

Bang bang bang...

Before a series of gunshots rang out, the nightmarish black and white figure disappeared behind the broken wall.

Hundreds of people quickly surrounded them, shooting as they walked.

When they closed the encirclement, where would Zhao Chuanxin still be?

"Whoosh..."

The whistle of "The Hanging Comedy" sounded from the flanks of the crowd.

Tata Tata...

The Maxim machine gun was spitting fire, the water-cooling tube was steaming, and the one-third-long bullet belt was fired unprecedentedly, but the Germans were unable to react.

When the German guns turned around, the black and white figure rolled towards the ruins nearby, disappearing from public sight together with Maxim.

Then intensive counterattack gunshots rang out, making everyone feel lonely.

Hans von Pleasant retreated his troops with a gloomy expression.

No need to test, Zhao Chuanxin is still there.

It seems that even if the world ends, he will still be there.

The inventory, including the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, has been exhausted.

Zhao Chuanxin stopped with silence, and the strategic goal was summarized in one sentence: If you can only stop the invasion, how much more damage will be done?

Just to make William II surrender.

The German army surrounded but refused to attack, and the two sides were in a stalemate.

The German soldiers were eating cold military rations on the snow-covered ground of Luster Garden, where the lawn could not be seen.

To the north is the Berlin Cathedral. The granite fountain sculpture in front of the church weighs about 70 tons and is called the "Soup Bowl of Berlin" by Berliners.

It is said that in 1828, when the "Soup Bowl" was unveiled, forty people sat inside the "Bowl".

Now there are forty soldiers sitting here eating in silence.

The sunlight shines slantingly on the angular and lifelike church walls and sculptures of the main church.

In the history books, there is probably one more thing to record: In 1909, the Berlin City Palace was destroyed by Zhao Chuanxin. Fortunately, the crazy butcher of the Far East did not attack the cathedral. Fortunately, it has been preserved intact to this day...

A residential area three miles west of the ancient bridge in front of the cathedral.

A soldier shook his head back and forth and slurred the words: "One, two. One, two."

His body leaned forward.

Several well-dressed little girls nearby laughed and gave pointers.

The only people who can live here are rich people.

A German soldier with a hole in his shoulder glared at them.

The unconscious German soldier continued to shake his body: "One, two. One, two..."

Those girls were confident and continued to snicker.

The German soldier with an injured shoulder spoke in an angry and deep voice: "He is a grenadier. He dropped a bomb in a previous mission and was kicked back by Zhao Chuanxin. The bomb exploded and his brother was killed on the spot. His intestines were broken, and a piece of intestine hung on his head. When he came back, the commander told him to count two before dropping the bomb. He remembered that when we had enough rest, he would go to the battlefield. This time he must remember to count first. He's dropping bombs. Ladies, do you still think he's ridiculous?"

The two little girls turned pale and could no longer laugh. The surroundings were silent and terrifying.

Zhao Chuanxin ate about 7 kilometers south of the cathedral. He ate very simply, the kind of sizzling potatoes and instant noodles sold by Doubao. The steaming instant noodles also contained five poached eggs that were as big as a small sun.

He ate like crazy and said to himself: "Hey, I suddenly want to eat the nine-turn large intestine cooked by the chef of the cafeteria of Kaiping Mining Bureau!"

At this time Xingyue said: "Hurry up. Through the copper eyes, I saw someone crossing the bridge with his hands raised to talk to you. Maybe the Kaiser is about to give in."