Chapter 1263: Black Knight

From beginning to end.

From start to finish.

This battle only lasted for two quarter-hours, which is to say, half an hour.

And then...

These three hundred, who just a moment ago were incomparably arrogant, who just a moment ago were acting recklessly, these Cossack Cavalry were all lying on the ground, not a single one left. Lying on the ground, they had become corpses.

Scattered in disarray, the sight was incomparably tragic.

And these one hundred Black Devil Army soldiers stood there quietly.

The people of this village watched all of this happen from their windows; the scene before them brought them a shock that was undoubtedly profound.

Just this?

The Cossack Cavalry they considered invincible, just this?

They were finished off by these people so easily?

Then...

Who exactly are these people?

Are they truly devils?

The people of Tsarist Russia believe in the Eastern Orthodox Church.

Their fear of devils is the same.

Many people were already tightly covering their children's mouths, terrified that they might make any sound, alarm these devils, and invite their slaughter.

However...

These devils did not.

They stood there in perfect order, and the voice of a woman rang out. It seemed to be a reprimand, it seemed to be very dissatisfied, it seemed to be in a rage.

Although they could not understand what this woman was saying, they could feel her anger.

Consequently.

They began to feel even more afraid.

Zhai Shiqing was reprimanding them.

Her expression was very unpleasant; she looked coldly at this group of Chukchi and roared, "I have said it before, you are not allowed to use anything in this village to fight!"

"Do you not understand?"

"Can this improve yourselves?"

"Yes, I told you to observe the surrounding environment at the first opportunity, but you should not destroy the environment here!"

Zhai Shiqing was somewhat frustrated that they failed to meet her expectations: "This village is full of civilians! And we should not attack civilians!"

A Chukchi, somewhat resentful, asked: "Why?"

Zhai Shiqing smiled coldly: "Why?"

"If we also act like this bunch of animals, the Cossacks, and bully civilians, then what difference is there between us and them?"

"Just because this village belongs to Tsarist Russia?"

"Just because they are under the jurisdiction of Tsarist Russia?"

"No... I believe they are willing to submit to Tsarist Russia mostly because they cannot defeat them."

"Cannot defeat them... how pathetic, is it not?"

Zhai Shiqing smiled faintly: "If we Chukchi also cannot defeat Tsarist Russia, we would likewise have to join Tsarist Russia. This is the tragedy of this world. But... we should not become demons, we should not become devils! If that happens, we will lose the hearts of the people, we will become detached from the masses, detached from the civilians! In reality, we should be the civilians, we should be their guardian deities!"

"Only in this way will we have more brothers wherever we go!"

"Instead of me having to pick and choose from among you Chukchi, from these twenty thousand people..."

"This world is very big..."

"Perspective, open up your perspective; if you want to truly defeat Tsarist Russia, then you must open up your perspective!"

Zhai Shiqing's words made everyone fall silent.

Do they want to defeat Tsarist Russia?

That is correct.

They do.

Over these past few hundred years, their living space has been compressed by Tsarist Russia until it is unrecognizable; it is too small. Their numbers have also dwindled. To put it this way, in fact, this village before them also belonged to the Chukchi in the past, but that is already a story from a long time ago.

Therefore

This is the gap between the Chukchi and Tsarist Russia.

Tsarist Russia is a vast Empire with its own set of national systems and religious beliefs. They can educate people in a very short time, turning them into their own kind.

But the Chukchi cannot.

They still live under a system of tribal chiefs; they have absolutely no capital to assimilate others.

Zhai Shiqing does not want to only bring them combat power.

She wants them to understand that if the Chukchi want to establish a nation, then, first of all, they must possess sufficient tolerance. Toward enemies, one can be ruthless. But toward these civilians, it is best to be tolerant, best to assimilate, best to protect, and best to win them over.

Only in this way will the nation of the Chukchi slowly grow larger, slowly grow stronger, and slowly make Tsarist Russia afraid, and only then will it pose a real threat to Tsarist Russia.

Narisong, having heard all this, was also very excited.

Indeed.

They seem to have always been obsessed with one concept, and that is their tribesmen!

He has always been leading his brothers to uphold the dignity of their tribesmen, the glory of their tribesmen!

However...

This world is no longer the world it once was.

There will not be a single nation that tolerates a race like them living and working in peace and contentment in any place.

If you cannot go and devour others, others will come to devour you.

Then...

What meaning is there in being of the same tribe or not?

Then why can these people not be turned into one's own tribesmen?

Narisong seemed to see a great road already unfolding before him.

"Did you hear that?"

Narisong also grew excited, looking around the circle: "Brothers, we can expand our own kingdom! Remember, from now on, you are not allowed to harm any civilians!"

"Not allowed!"

"Not a single hair, not a single straw, you are not allowed to touch any of their things!"

"We are not devils!"

"We want to let them know that we have come to save them!"

"We have come to help them break free from this evil nation of Tsarist Russia!"

"Expand!"

"Help them!"

"Resist Tsarist Russia!"

A group of men in black also roared along with them.

Zhai Shiqing then smiled faintly.

She could give them a seed; it would depend on whether they could nurture this seed into a towering tree.

The Chukchi have infinite possibilities.

And so.

After clearing the battlefield, the one hundred men left silently once again.

They did not take anything away; in fact, quite a few people in this village had already packed the things in their houses into baskets, placed them at their doorways, and then tightly shut their doors again. This was their way of dealing with bandit raids. They hoped the bandits would take these things and leave, and not harm them.

But...

These men in black did not take anything.

At first, the villagers did not believe it and dared not come out.

But after the men in black had been gone for a long time, some of the bolder ones tiptoed out.

Once they confirmed that these men in black had truly left, they began to cheer.

"They're gone!"

"They really didn't take anything!"

"Is that for real?"

"They are good people! They are good people!"

"Indeed!"

Then, a group of people looked at the corpses of these Cossack Cavalry on the ground and began to trample them mercilessly.

It seemed they wanted to vent all their long-held hatred fiercely upon them.

Everyone

was also thinking the same thing in their hearts.

What exactly were these men in black?

The Black Devil Army that others spoke of?

But...

They were not like devils at all!

They were even like the Knights in their religion!

Hmm.

Black Knight!

These villagers gave these people a wonderful name in their hearts.