C1667 Last War

At this moment, no one was able to determine the authenticity of the order. Many people knew Captain Peter, and this identity could not be deceived. All the shocking news that Captain Peter brought could not be deceived.

The two officers who escorted the captives here were proficient in Russian, and they said proudly, "Fajeev is currently being escorted from the north by the army, and the orders of the leader has been read, make your decision quickly. We do not have much time to waste …"

"Take a look at your surroundings …" The officers of the Boxer Army pointed their fingers in all directions. In everyone's line of sight, a black line began to press down from the end.

It was infantry, endless infantry, pressing down from the northwest, west, and south. Coupled with the cavalry from the southwest, the army of the Boxers was like a bowl that was being pulled over.

The loud and clear sounds of military horns could be heard everywhere. The war horses were in front of the formation, controlling the speed of the army. The soldiers were holding sharp weapons, holding them at a 45 degree angle, and charging into the sky.

The forest was filled with cold glints, and from time to time, the army erupted with excited roars.

"Last battle!" The final battle in the Far East … Victory!

"Victory!" Victory! Victory …

Thunderous roars echoed in the battle formation of more than twenty thousand men. All the soldiers were so excited that their faces and ears were flushed red.

There were Chinese, there was Manchu, there was Mongolia, there was Orenechun, there was the Hezhe … At this moment, all the races only had one name, the Far Eastern Alliance Army of Bravehearts!

"Long live the Chinese!" "Far East is the foundation of our nation!" The military officers and veterans led the atmosphere of the army, shouting out slogans time and again, followed by tens of thousands of people cheering out loud.

The sound waves that could topple mountains and overturn seas struck towards Russian Army, causing countless war horses to tremble in fear as they hurriedly retreated.

Guo Geli and Fu Mannuofu's faces turned white, they knew that there was no longer any leeway left in this situation, but due to face, they were still unwilling to lower their heads.

The two officers who were escorting the captives lost their patience. They waved their hands behind them, and from afar, the primary matrix riders suddenly appeared and galloped in front of the formation. The two standard-bearers carried a large flag in their hands.

This time, the Cossack disciples were all dumbfounded. Legion flag! My God, our flag is in the hands of the Chinese... "

The war horses galloped back and forth in the middle of the battlefield, two flags held horizontally in their hands, the long spearheads drooping slightly, the tails of the flags about to reach the ground.

This is a huge insult, and when the banner falls, it is a huge taboo for all the armies. The Chinese are just using this action to tell you, don't be delusional, the Cossack's reinforcements have all been wiped out, the banner will never be thrown back to the heavens again.

Guo Geli's tears flowed "Forget it, forget it! Since that's the case, then just surrender. I can't just watch as those fellows follow me and die for no reason … Surrender yourselves! "

After saying that, he took out the gun at his waist and stuffed it into his mouth. The guard beside him rushed up to him and snatched the gun away. "We can't die. The commander is alive, why do you want to die?" The rest is up to the politicians. They should also be responsible for their failures! "

The Fu Mannuofu who had a violent temper suddenly laughed: "Hahaha..." That's right, we can't die! I want to see what the final outcome of this war will be! In this war in the Far East, we soldiers were not at fault. I just want to know who was in the wrong! "

"Flag Falling … Dismount... Hand over the gun... When we're hungry, do the captives eat anything? "

The two flags finally crushed the last bit of pride of these handicapped veterans. The battle that they had imagined did not break out, so the thirsty Cossack put down their weapons and accepted the integration of the loyal troops.

At such a historic moment, the highest ranking military officer on the battlefield would definitely not be absent. Wang Huaiyuan personally presided over the ceremony of surrender, Dragon Elder Monk was observing the ceremony, and when Guo Geli and Fu Mannuofu handed over his spear and blade, Guo Geli suddenly hesitated.

Just this moment of hesitation caused the atmosphere to tense up. Guo Geli held onto the middle part of the blade tightly and pulled back the two parts of the scabbard instead of pulling it away.

The scene became awkward, the surrounding CIA officials became unsightly, and some even placed their hands on the spear hilt of the revolver.

Seeing that the atmosphere wasn't right, Sakamoto Ryoma hurriedly walked over and laughed, "Hahaha … Amitabha... Stop fighting, just let this poor monk keep the blade! " As he finished speaking, he drew his saber, leaving an empty scabbard in their hands.

Guo Geli's face turned slightly red and he quickly let go. Wang Huaiyuan nodded at Sakamoto Ryoma and threw his sword sheath over to him as well, "I need a complete set.

Guo Geli slightly nodded and said apologetically, "I'm very sorry, I lost my composure just now. I have a question to ask you in my heart …"

"Go ahead!" Wang Huaiyuan was in a very good mood, and was very willing to give his prisoner a little bit of kindness.

"The one who defeated Fajeev in the Amur River must be your main force, because we are very clear about the commander of the army and the fighting capabilities of his soldiers. If you can defeat them, you must be the elites of the Chinese and the volunteers …"

"Furthermore, in these past few days, I have been sensitive to the fact that the guards of Haishenwai are all new recruits, and there seems to be new faces every day … This is completely inconsistent with our previous intelligence report, how many soldiers do you have? "

Guo Geli's question was very sharp. Although Sha Russia's intelligence work was ordinary, but the overall military strength data was not wrong.

Not counting the Chinese Army, the Marine Corps would at most be a little over 20,000. They still have to stay in the Amami Oshima to deal with the Russian navy, so it was impossible for them to support too many troops.

The battle in the north was at least twenty thousand strong, so the ten thousand troops protecting the Haishenwai would be the head of the troops.

However, the number of battles in the past few days was not at all like this. Through their estimation, Guo Geli and Fu Mannuofu had found out that the Haishenwai's garrison was at least twenty-five thousand.

"Where did you get the additional fifteen thousand people?" "Do you Chinese know magic tricks?"

Wang Huaiyuan fell silent, only after ten minutes had passed did he speak. "There are some information I cannot tell you, but I can reveal a little, in this War of the Far East, there are two women who have a huge impact on the situation …"

"One of them is the Lord Fog. He has directly influenced the mutiny in the Black Dragon River! And the other one... "Hur Hur Hur, guess?"