Erzhinsky threw away the gun in his hand and walked slowly outside the city. As he walked, he unhooked his armed belt. He threw the saber and gun on the ground on the ground.

"How could it be like this...!" Dzhugashvili sobbed and followed Dzerzhinsky.

With them taking the lead, all the Rakshasa soldiers who could only lie on the ground stood up and followed them. Rifles, bayonets, sharp father and son, daggers, and other weapons were thrown away as they walked.

There was a tinkling sound!

Dzerzhinsky walked out of the city of Yaksa, walked to the grass and knelt on the ground with his head in his hands.

Then, Dzhugashvili also knelt on the ground holding his head. Then more and more Rakshasa soldiers came!

Groups of Mongolian cavalry passed by them, searching for any Rakshasa soldiers hiding in the city of Yaksa. As long as they found those who were unwilling to go out and surrender, they would cut off their heads with a knife.

Mangui was riding a horse and strolling on the battlefield. With the whip pointed, the kneeling Dzerzhinsky was dragged over.

"Are you the leader of these Rakshasa soldiers?" Mangui looked at these people with interest. He had seen Semu people from the West in the capital before. These Rakshasa people looked similar to the Semu people, except that they were taller and stronger.

"Yes! I am Colonel Dzerzhinsky, who was sent to the East by His Majesty the Tsar. Now that he has surrendered, you can offer a ransom. If it is not excessive, our Tsar Majesty will use the money to ransom me."

According to European rules, when an enemy general captured a prisoner, he would offer conditions for ransom. Sometimes the condition was a ransom, and sometimes it could be an exchange of prisoners. Anyway, when the two countries were at war, officers were rarely killed.

"Ha! Ransom? We don't want any ransom, we just want your head and go back to the capital to quell the anger of the Ming Dynasty. And I'm in charge of telling you that your czar has caused big trouble and the Ming Dynasty will not let him go.

Separate the officials from the soldiers. Kill all the wounded who can't leave and take their heads. Those who can leave, use iron wire to help them. Take them back to the capital and let those bastards from Donglin have a look.

Bing, we will never allow foreigners to show off their power wantonly on the land of China."

"You...! You...!" Dzerzhinsky was speechless in horror. He did not expect that the other party would not play according to the routine.

"I said, that Jie or something. Wash your neck and wait for the knife." Geritu said "Hey" and "Hey" with a bad smile. The Rakshasa people were very close to Baturhun, the Jungar Mongolian.
Chapter completed!