Chapter 1285: It Ended Before It Even Began

"Menshikov!"

"What are you doing!"

"You actually want to do this to His Majesty..."

"Presumptuous!"

Everyone was shocked.

Yes, over these years, Peter has been an unquestionable wise and ambitious ruler for Tsarist Russia, and even for the whole world.

No one expected that in his later years, these things would happen. After all, his contributions to Tsarist Russia were enough to make him deserve a glorious twilight.

But now...

He has actually been brought to this state by his own brother.

At this moment, the guards responsible for protecting the Upper House rushed in.

However, Menshikov had long been prepared.

The soldiers he brought quickly executed these guards on the spot. Blood began to stain the ground, and everyone's expression changed drastically, trembling with fear.

Peter watched all of this with cold eyes.

Yekaterina, standing to the side, did not say a word.

The entire Upper House had fallen into Menshikov's hands. These people were all cursing, roaring, and screaming at the top of their lungs.

Menshikov gave a cold laugh; he first looked around the room, and only then did he fix his gaze on Peter.

He stared at Peter for a full ten minutes or more.

The two of them in Tsarist Russia—one was the nominal king, the other was the person with the greatest real power.

The two of them had grown up together almost since childhood, and the two of them had experienced too much together.

The two of them had even shared the same woman...

The two of them had witnessed the slow rise of Tsarist Russia together.

Peter's trust in Menshikov was unquestionable. He had never thought that today's events would occur. He had never thought that his life would end like this.

"And you all..."

Peter laughed loudly, with incomparable desolation.

He looked at those people following behind Menshikov, and seeing this situation, more and more people stood by Menshikov's side, seeking only their own safety.

Peter did not know what else to say.

If it were the Peter of the past, of course, he would not have allowed such a thing to happen.

Because at that time, he was incomparably powerful, and at that time, Tsarist Russia was incomparably strong.

But today, he lost.

He lost not only on the battlefield but also in the Upper House.

He even lost in matters of romance.

Peter was momentarily dazed.

Even if he was an emperor, so what?

Even if he once ruled the world, so what?

"You, how do you intend to deal with me?"

Peter looked at Menshikov and asked coldly.

Menshikov laughed heartily: "Your Majesty, you have shown me great kindness... but you really shouldn't have listened to the words of this bunch of scum, you shouldn't have listened to them and tried to target me..."

"Don't you think so? I didn't want to lose this war either! It was those two Longyan people! It was they who deceived me!"

"It was they who were behind this!"

"Your Majesty, you have already tolerated me for a lifetime, why couldn't you just tolerate me one more time..."

"I just wanted to make a little more money."

"I really have no interest in power or anything like that, but why did you have to force me... why!"

Finally, Menshikov roared, his eyes filled with blood. His whole body was also trembling. Menshikov was also a human, and he had feelings too.

How could he have wanted to end up on this path?

What Peter said was indeed somewhat shameless.

It made quite a few people look at each other in dismay.

Peter also gave a miserable laugh.

Yes, Menshikov's shamelessness was something he had indulged himself.

Listen to that, what kind of talk is that?

Hundreds of thousands of troops all died because of his poisoned rations...

He actually said it had nothing to do with him...

He actually said he just wanted to make some money.

"How to deal with you?"

Menshikov shook his head: "Brother, the generals you trusted most, Rumyantsev and Ushakov, are both about to die on the road, hahahaha, so, I won't let you die, I won't... because whether you live or die has no meaning to me anymore."

"Pfft!"

These words from Menshikov were even more painful to Peter than killing him.

Peter spat out a mouthful of black blood violently.

When Peter was placed under house arrest by Menshikov, the entire Saint Petersburg was shocked. But Menshikov had prepared in advance and controlled Saint Petersburg at the first opportunity.

Menshikov was truly not stupid; he knew that Peter could not be killed.

He could only place him under house arrest.

The kings of European nations were very strict in their pursuit of bloodline, so even though the power of Menshikov was already very strong, he truly dared not consider becoming an emperor, for this was impossible to achieve.

The lords of Tsarist Russia would not acknowledge him.

If he were to force this, he would certainly be crusaded against by all the lords and governors.

Therefore, he immediately announced that Peter was seriously ill and issued a temporary order for himself to serve as the Chief Minister of the Upper House.

For a time, Menshikov's power dominated the court.

The entire Tsarist Russia fell into chaos.

Defeated.

The war of Tsarist Russia invading Longyan had ended in defeat just like that.

The army led by Rumyantsev was completely wiped out; some were poisoned to death, and others were hunted down and killed by the Longyan army.

The situation in the Far East theater was the same.

Ushakov also did not escape the fate of being poisoned; the losses of Tsarist Russia at sea were even greater, as the massive navy that Peter had exhausted his life's efforts to build was completely wiped out under the swarming attacks of the Longyan and Li Dynasty armies, with some warships lost and others becoming spoils of war for the Li Dynasty.

The Li Dynasty had truly struck it rich this time.

The Longyan side had no interest in these ships of Tsarist Russia, but they were different; the Li Dynasty was so poor, and these warships were treasures that they could fully utilize to equip their own navy.

The Li Dynasty could not have been happier; as expected, following Liu Zheng meant having meat to eat.

Defeated; the once overwhelmingly powerful Tsarist Russia had been defeated just like that, and the whole world was shocked by it.

However...

Matters did not seem to be over yet.

The Longyan army launched an endless pursuit against Tsarist Russia.

And in the east of Tsarist Russia, the Chukchi had already slowly begun to threaten them.

The Ottoman Empire also finally decided to send troops at this time.

For a time, Tsarist Russia was besieged on all sides, falling into endless warfare.

The territory of Tsarist Russia was also slowly shrinking.

It seemed as if everything had happened in an instant.

Like a hot knife through butter.

At this moment, the Longyan people had not even reacted yet.

Next came the endless revelry.

Crazy; the entire Longyan had gone crazy.

The mood in the country was even more lively than during the New Year.

Who could have imagined that this war, which had influenced Longyan for so long, would end just like this.

Ended in this manner.

Liu Zheng!

So it turned out their Chief Minister Liu had been preparing all along to turn the tide!

No one dared to doubt Liu Zheng ever again.

And at this time, the first to panic were...

Youzhou and Tiemu City.

They were both stunned.

What the hell?

Just like that?

They hadn't even started yet, and it was all over?