The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Bateman Hollweg wanted to remain calm but couldn't.

What he will face is Zhao Chuanxin, who cannot be killed no matter what.

That man, single-handedly fought against thousands of German troops without losing.

Alone, he killed hundreds of people while surrounded by an army.

God knows how he did it.

The people of Berlin were panicked and rumors were spreading.

There was even theft and robbery in the south of the city. Many shops and warehouses were looted, and some people were beating their chests and feet for it.

At first everyone shared the same hatred. Gradually, some people began to think that the Kaiser was causing trouble for nothing.

What are you talking about?

One painting, one sentence, brought such a huge loss to everyone.

Crucially, the Kaiser's own palace was also destroyed.

Picture what?

Really lost my mind.

Criticisms gathered from all directions to the ears of Wilhelm II and Prime Minister Bertmann Hollweger.

William II was naturally furious.

It is said that when the emperor was angry, millions of corpses were laid down, and blood flowed everywhere.

But it's a different matter when it's your own soldiers and horses lying dead and covered in millions of blood.

When anger cannot solve the problem, as Prime Minister, Bethmann Hollweg must find another way to resolve the conflict.

So here he is.

He requested that Hans von Plessen send soldiers to protect him.

The sycophant Hans von Plessen said this: "Mr. Prime Minister, you have to understand that if I send ten soldiers to protect you, it means that no one is protecting you; if I send a thousand soldiers to protect you, Then Zhao Chuanxin will think that you lead people to fight against him. "

"..."

It makes so much sense, I can't refute it.

Bateman Hollweg walked toward the ruins alone, raising his hands high and silently muttering "Lord bless" in his heart. He pretended to be calm, but his stiff facial muscles betrayed him as he looked around.

"Mr. Zhao, I am Theobaden von Bateman Hollweg, the Prime Minister of Germany. I have something to do with you. Please don't shoot. I am the only one..."

Bateman Hollweg described the chanting, movements and expression as very pious.

After going deep into the ruins, a black and white figure emerged from the dust.

Bateman Hollweg's heart almost jumped into his throat, but Zhao Chuanxin did not speak, and the Prime Minister took the lead: "Mr. Zhao, in fact, His Majesty the Emperor is very willing to make friends with you."

Zhao Chuanxin's visor cracked, revealing his face. He took a cigar and lit it in his mouth.

He chuckled: "Why wouldn't Zhao be very willing to make friends with William? He makes friends in a provocative way, while Zhao makes friends in a revengeful way. It's the same."

"..." Bateman Holweg blushed slightly: "Mr. Zhao, I think we have many misunderstandings."

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the ruins and said, "You are right, this is all a misunderstanding."

"..." Bateman Hollweg was not very thick-skinned: "Mr. Zhao, Britain sent a telegram to mediate the dispute between us, hoping to turn the conflict into friendship. I think what they said is very reasonable. Come now, the main thing is I would like to apologize to Mr. Zhao as Prime Minister.”

He wanted to emphatically state that the UK supports the peaceful settlement of disputes and increase its bargaining chips.

However, Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "Look at you, Bateman, you are too polite. But why didn't William come? Is it because he is too busy?"

"Ah this..."

Zhao Chuanxin said "William" every time, which made Bateman Hollweg extremely uncomfortable.

Moreover, Zhao Chuanxin was completely different from the image he had constructed in his mind.

The man he imagined had a cold face and violent personality, but the real Zhao Chuanxin laughed and cursed, and at the same time he was indifferent.

The latter seems more difficult to deal with.

Bateman Hollweg took a deep breath: "Mr. Zhao, I reiterate that I am here to apologize. We want to turn our hostility into friendship."

He wants to say that I have already given you a lot of face, so don't be shameless.

"Don't say that, I'm just joking with William." Zhao Chuanxin blew smoke arrows into the sky, bared his teeth and said with a smile: "Of course, some people may die just for fun."

This time, he used a gun, a stick, and cynicism and threats to tell the Prime Minister that he would not do it anymore.

He took a deep breath: "Mr. Zhao, you are not sincere in resolving the conflict, are you?"

The smile on Zhao Chuanxin's face gradually disappeared.

He stepped forward and approached under the anxious gaze of Bateman Hollweg.

He lowered his head, leaned forward, stared at Bateman Hollweg with his eyes, raised his finger and pointed at his forehead and said: "Prime Minister, right? I'm sorry, you are pretty awesome, aren't you? Go back and tell William. , I, Zhao Chuanxin, don’t care about the disabled, let alone the mentally retarded. You want to ask for peace? Yes, let him come in person, otherwise I will fight for life or death with him. One of us must Lie down!"

Bateman Hollweg's face turned red.

William II was known to have a shrunken left arm.

In addition, because he was irritable, often rude, and seemed to act and speak without thinking, many European nobles said that William II was a brainless stick.

Maybe William II really meant something like that.

After all, close relatives always marry in Europe, and only the same few genetic sequences are passed down from generation to generation. It’s difficult for a cousin to marry a cousin, and a cousin to marry a cousin, and it’s hard not to have problems...

Bateman Hollweg wanted to fall out.

Unfortunately - he didn't dare.

His cheeks trembled and he backed away slowly.

On the way, Haoxuan tripped over a brick and stone.

Zhao Chuanxin watched him leave quietly.

…

Wilhelm II was angry.

"Who the hell is going to apologize to him? Who are you making the decision for?"

Bateman Hollweg was sprayed with blood.

William II usually respected him, but at this time there was no respect at all.

This shows how angry he is.

Leopold Maximian came to the Prime Minister's rescue and said: "Your Majesty, please calm down. The Prime Minister only apologizes and asks for peace on his own behalf, and at most on behalf of the German Prime Minister."

William II smashed the goblet in his hand to the ground.

After venting, he asked Leopold Maximian: "How long until reinforcements arrive?"

Bateman Hollweg said solemnly: "The Wittenberg Infantry Regiment and the Denhof Infantry Regiment are arriving by train. Some of the others are gathering, and some are also on the way."

William II gritted his teeth: "I want him to be raped and humiliated by the army like a small boat in the stormy waves, and let him be burned to pieces in the flames of war!"

Why is he so angry?

When he heard that Prime Minister Bethmann Hollweg had gone to Zhao Chuanxin privately to seek peace, he was annoyed and relieved at the same time.

He never thought he could kick an iron plate, but it felt good to kick the iron plate and have someone come out to clean up the mess.

However, I never expected that Zhao Chuanxin would not appreciate promotion.

Didn't he say that one must die?

Well, wait until the army arrives and see who dies!

Field Marshal Leopold Maximian said: "Your Majesty, please do not act rashly for the time being. It is better to wait for reinforcements. In addition, I suggest that the battlefield be moved outside Berlin. I have seen the map and it is best to be located near the Hickton Temple. So that we can fire with all our strength and take advantage of our artillery, we must also build fortifications, use barbed wire like Tsarist Russia did against the Japanese, prepare trenches for encirclement, and be fully prepared to use various tools to capture people. To catch a mouse, it’s best to set a trap.”

Bateman Hollweg looked at Leopold Maximian gratefully.

He interrupted and asked: "How can we make Zhao Chuanxin cooperate and fall into the trap?"

Got to the point.

Leopold Maximian looked at the emperor with his pipe in his mouth: "Your Majesty, I request that in your name, Zhao Chuanxin be deceived outside the city."

William II suddenly had a bad feeling.

Bateman Hollweg figured something out and looked at Leopold Maximian in astonishment.

He guessed that the emperor would not agree. What was the difference between this and him going to apologize to Zhao Chuanxin privately?

Unexpectedly, His Majesty the Emperor, who has a strange mind, agreed: "It's up to you."

…

Zhao Chuanxin received a letter with the wax seal of the Kaiser's coronation ring when night fell.

"Sir, my name is Heinz Wilhelm Guderian, and I am here to deliver a letter to you. Please check carefully whether it has been opened or not."

When the young man on the other side saw Zhao Chuanxin, he felt even more awkward and nervous than when he was in front of Hans von Plessen.

There was even a hint of admiration on his face.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin had taken off his soft gold armor and was wearing a duffel coat. He sat on the dirty broken wall with exposed bricks, holding a cigar in his mouth and opened the letter nonchalantly.

"Dear Mr. Zhao Chuanxin, I think we have used each other's unique way to mediate back and forth, and gained the respect we deserve from each other. We finally reached an agreement, and no one won this battle. You have used your own body to I am involved in danger, I believe it, and at the same time, I have caused Berlin to become a place of right and wrong. I am a reasonable person. I feel sorry for the loss of life and want to make a smooth living for the people of Berlin. Since you asked me to apologize in person, I will leave the dojo in two days and come in person. I apologize and hope that the tragedy will not happen again..."

Zhao Chuanxin flicked the ashes of his cigar and asked, "Is this a letter written by William himself?"

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian shook his head: "Sorry, sir, I'm not sure about this. I don't want to lie to you, I'm just a nobody."

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled.

He felt that William II was playing a monkey trick.

Just apologize, and it will take two days?

No place, no specific time.

Could it be that he had to bathe, change clothes, and pray for two days before he was willing to speak?

It's obviously a scam.

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian secretly looked at Zhao Chuanxin and suddenly said: "By the way, sir, His Majesty the Emperor's aide-de-camp Hans von Plessen also asked me to tell you that if you are willing, we are willing to provide food. "

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Zhao Chuanxin said with a friendly face: "Look at this place, it's clean and sanitary. You might be able to pick up some bread slices and unbroken eggs among the ruins. Those scattered tableware are even for gold. Made of silver, this is a speed bump for men, so there’s no need to bother.”

"..." Heinz Wilhelm Guderian remembered some of Hans von Pleasant's instructions and hesitated: "Then, sir, we will come here to inform you in two days?"

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "No problem."

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian was always respectful: "Well, sir, what else do you want at this moment?"

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled: "I ask that idiot Hans von Plessen to stay away from me."

"..."

There is nothing left to talk about.

But Zhao Chuanxin discovered that Heinz Wilhelm Guderian had not left.

He didn't say anything, and looked at the other person quietly to see what he wanted to do.

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian then said somewhat helplessly: "Sir, to be honest with you, I respect you very much, even though we are still in a hostile relationship."

"Don't be nervous, I don't regard you as an enemy."

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian wondered: "Sir, why is this?"

Zhao Chuanxin pressed his cigar on the brick and said, "Because you pose no threat to me."

"..." Heinz Wilhelm Guderian was very hurt, and he turned to ask: "Sir, what should you pay attention to most in this kind of melee surrounded by enemies?"

"That's a good question." Zhao Chuanxin cheered and replied seriously: "You must be careful. You must not come here and find out that you can't go back!"

Listening to your words is like listening to your words.

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian finally talked to his idol face to face, and asked after a thorough question: "Sir, then, I would also like to ask you what other views you have on this war?"

Zhao Chuanxin raised his head and thought, and said, "My opinion is that just after the Western New Year, there are many people visiting the grave. Did William bump into something and come to provoke me?"

"..." Heinz Wilhelm Guderian was a German after all, and argued: "Sir, however, the residents of Berlin also suffered heavy losses because of the war you provoked. Robbery amidst the flames, grocery stores, hardware stores, Siemens and other stores were looted.”

"Help me give these businessmen a message." Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: "If Zhao apologizes, will they feel better?"

The culprit is far away and right in front of us.

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian was defeated.

…

Wilhelmina was worried.

Because she discovered that Shen Shen's prediction had come true.

With the collapse of the Berlin City Palace, the personal feud between Zhao Chuanxin and Wilhelm II came to a head.

Wilhelmina couldn't sleep at night because of this.

She asked Margot: "Margot, I asked you to go to the streets to find out information. How is it?"

Margot hugged Juliana to put her to sleep and said, "Your Majesty, the people of The Hague probably think that Zhao Chuanxin is not worthy of you. But since it was revealed that he wanted to change the welfare system, the people's attention has shifted. "

Wilhelmina patted her smooth forehead.

She said distressedly: "Why are they so nosy? I remember that the British used to be equally dissatisfied with their emperors, but now, Edward VII still has their support. Can't I do it? I can definitely do it. of."

Margot thought of that tall man, who had both savagery and gentlemanly temperament, was powerful yet gentle, and was said to have extremely high attainments in art. He could also coax children, even better than women. He really loved her. Went there.

Although he was Asian, if he could be her husband, she would approve with both hands and feet. I really wonder if those noble ladies in the city were blinded by lard and were picky about such high-quality men, ah...tui !

Blind your dog eyes.

At this time, the phone rang.

Juliana was woken up, opened her mouth and cried heartbreakingly. While crying, she scratched her head and suffered from severe irritation.

Margot paced hurriedly, bumping the child, trying to get her to continue sleeping.

Wilhelmina went to answer the phone.

It was the call from the Secretary of the Interior: "Your Majesty, King Edward VII of the United Kingdom has expressed his intention to visit the Netherlands and will arrive in The Hague soon."

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao is really coming.

Wilhelmina frowned: "What is he here for?"

"The Emperor said that he would continue to do meaningful things during his lifetime."

"Visiting the Netherlands is of such great significance to him?" Wilhelmina doubted his motives.

…

As night fell, when Zhao Chuanxin went to Nancheng, he found that every store was facing a powerful enemy, and they were waiting for danger.

Zhao Chuanxin is a conscientious player. He never patronizes those houses that have nothing but seeds, feed, coal, firewood, or even chicken coops.

After looking at it, there are not many opportunities to get off the phone.

Xingyue said: "As long as you are diligent enough, we can find William II's hiding place in the dark."

Xingyue has its limitations.

It doesn't understand Zhao Chuanxin's purpose.

Zhao Chuanxin was sitting on the sofa in the furniture warehouse with his legs crossed and said, "In the future war, my disabled friend William will star. He cannot die."

Moreover, the purpose of Zhao Chuanxin's trip is to keep European countries out of trouble.

Give your daughter more options to choose from.

Xingyue said: "There are enough materials here to upgrade the ranger."

The world's first tires were born in France in 1895. They were single-tube tires made of plain canvas and had tire rubber but no patterns.

Juanwang Technical College attaches great importance to the development of various automotive technologies. According to Liu Huaqiang, in 1908, some people began to study the technology of embossing patterns on tread rubber. In 1904, someone created the application of carbon black reinforced rubber on tires, but they were not mature yet.

Xingyue absorbed some technical principles and needed Zhao Chuanxin to cooperate in its production.

Zhao Chuanxin is not a mechanic, nor has he worked in an automobile processing workshop, but he at least understands the basic structure of tires.

Smelting rubber and shaping it are very simple. Zhao Chuanxin can even use the old God Crucible to process steel wire rings and insert them into the tires, instead of using the currently immature canvas process. The treads are soaked in the carbon black that comes from the warehouse.

However, he was unable to perform roller pressurization, and the pattern making was all in one piece, with unknown strength.

Using pure natural rubber catalysts, curing agents and carbon black to make inner tubes, there are no antioxidants in the process. There really are none.

They cooled it with a vat of calcium carbonate mixture, quickly absorbing the heat with the Cauldron of the Old Gods brand.

Install the valve and make rubber gaskets and metal nuts.

Zhao Chuanxin and Xingyue first designed and then made the tire. They worked hard until nine o'clock in the evening to finish the complete inner and outer tire. After adding the wheel hub, Zhao Chuanxin squeezed it hard and it was very hard. There seemed to be no problem.

Use the same method to create wide front and rear tires and then create shock absorbers.

Xingyue said: "I want to replace the closed cabin with soft gold to reduce weight. The chassis can be appropriately increased in weight. I think the rear wheel can be connected with a rod and a leaf spring to form a rod suspension, and the front wheel can use a more traditional suspension system. Friction disc type rotary damper, the Ford cars in the Hankou warehouse use this type of shock absorption..."

Zhao Chuanxin wore glasses, stretched out his hand, and pulled in the void. Xingyue sensed the enlargement and contraction of his gestures to adjust the screen such as zooming and dragging.

True intelligence.

Xingyue "planted" various metal parts, and Zhao Chuanxin and the puppet slaves were responsible for the installation and testing, and the efficiency was very fast.

Because there is no braking system such as brake, clutch, throttle, etc., the engine is ready-made. At about midnight, the preliminary assembly of the II-generation Youlong was completed.

In the dead of night, there are no pedestrians on the streets of Berlin, and drunks and homeless people are looking for a place to stay warm and avoid the cold.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the second-generation dragon and rode on it. Because the tires were wide enough, he no longer had to use his feet to support the ground. He outputted the old sacred fire and the second-generation dragon sprang out.