That evening.
Inside the Imperial Palace in St. Petersburg.
Dozens of enormous crystal chandeliers slowly rose.
These crystal chandeliers illuminated the palace inside and out, making it as bright as day.
The ceremony was personally presided over by Catherine the Great, the chief lady-in-waiting.
The number of dukes, earls, and marquises present was countless, while viscounts and barons couldn't even get a turn.
The ball begins.
Sheffield and Nicola were drinking in the corner.
Not a single woman approached them to dance.
Sheffield and Nicholas led an army of 200,000 to conquer 16 kingdoms and the Xia Dynasty in the northern grasslands.
In the end, they gained nothing except news of herds of cattle and sheep from the 16 kingdoms of the northern grasslands and the abundance of gold in the Great Asian Dynasty.
Sheffield and Nicola stayed in the corner, enjoying the peace and quiet.
The waltz came to an end.
Kutuzov walked over, the plump duke holding the hand of a rather alluring woman.
"Greetings, Your Excellency the Duke." Sheffield and Nicola quickly put down their wine glasses.
"I have some questions for you." Kutuzov was very disdainful of the two men's actions.
"Your Grace, please speak freely. We will answer all your questions without reservation."
"In front of His Majesty the Tsar, you two said that the army of the Great Xia Dynasty is extremely elite and its combat power is terrifying. Have you seen what weapons they have?"
"What is the composition of their army?"
"They probably have tens of thousands of regular troops."
The cunning Kutuzov asked every question quite tricky.
"Your Grace, the army of the Great Xia Dynasty has guns and cannons, and their guns and cannons are more advanced than ours, by at least two or three generations."
He didn't have a million regular troops. Sheffield didn't want to go back; Xiang Yu's Overlord Spear had almost killed him.
If it weren't for Murong Chui's help, Sheffield would have died at the hands of the Xianbei long ago.
He simply exaggerated the opponent's strength.
However, Sheffer never witnessed the true strength of Jiang Tian's subordinates.
His so-called exaggeration did not actually demonstrate the true terror of Jiang Tian's team.
Paulkonsky walked over: "Excuse me for interrupting, gentlemen, what are you talking about right now?"
Kutuzov took a sip of his wine and shrugged. "Bolkonsky, my old friend, I'd like to ask you two about the army of the Great Xia Dynasty."
Sheffield told me that the other side had guns and cannons, and that they were two generations ahead of us in both.
Paulkonsky immediately became interested: "What kind of cannon is this, two generations ahead of us?"
Sheffield was about to speak when Nicola cleared his throat beside him.
Nicholas's meaning was clear: if Sheffield continued, he would really give himself away.
Their 200,000-strong army was wiped out by Jiang Tian's forces.
“I can tell. Their guns are breech-loaded, so they must be much faster than ours.”
Kutuzov was somewhat shocked: "Aren't they afraid the fire will spill during loading?"
Before Kutuzov could finish speaking, Bolkonsky, who was standing next to him, burst into laughter: "There shouldn't be any muskets in the world that are loaded from the rear."
Furthermore, we have connections with members of the World Society.
The Great Xia Dynasty's World Association buys a large number of girls from us every year.
What kind of character was the Great Xia Dynasty? We know perfectly well.
In our view, the people of the Great Xia Dynasty were nothing but barbarians.
They don't deserve such good territory.
They don't deserve such good facilities.
After Paulkonsky finished speaking, he lightly clinked his glass with Kutuzov's.
"Your Grace, I wish you a swift and successful campaign. May our 2,000 wagons go out and bring back 2,000 wagons of gold."
Kutuzov nodded: "I heard that the girls in the Great Xia Dynasty all have black hair and black eyes, and these girls are more attractive."
Unlike our girls, who all become overweight after marriage.
After Kutuzov and Bolkonsky finished speaking, Kutuzov handed his wine glass to the servant beside him.
The two walked side by side to the center of the dance floor.
Soon, the music started playing again.
This time, Kutuzov and Bolkonsky did not hold the woman's hand as they walked to the center of the stage to dance.
Instead, he held up a wine glass to accept other people's blessings.
Many people already know that Kutuzov and Bolkonsky will personally lead their troops straight to the 16 kingdoms of the steppe and the Xia Dynasty.
For most of the people attending the ball, their impression was that the army of the Great Xia Dynasty consisted of barbarians wielding cold weapons.
The Great Xia Dynasty was filled with gold and silver.
Those who go to the Great Xia Dynasty are there to make a fortune.
Tsar Catherine has already said that they will send 2,000 carts of grain over, but will also bring back 2,000 carts of gold.
Sharapova approached with a smile, holding a wine glass: "Your Excellency, please allow me to offer you a toast."
After Sharapova finished speaking, she raised her chin and elegantly drank half a glass of wine: "I have a private army under my command, not many people, only 5,000."
This Death Force is led by my brother. I hope the two dukes can bring my brother and these 5,000 men with them.
"Since the two dukes are getting rich, we'll just have a sip of soup along with them."
After Sharapova finished speaking, she winked at the two dukes, her expression full of provocation.
This voluptuous woman has very sexy and full lips.
In Russia, it would be unthinkable for a high-ranking duke like Kutuzov or Bolkonsky not to have dozens or even hundreds of mistresses.
Even an empress like Catherine the Great was someone's mistress.
These men and women neither oppose nor despise having mistresses.
Kutuzov held Sharapova's delicate hands and said, "I can consider this, but tonight let's find a space of our own, have a drink, and discuss some details."
Sharapova was overjoyed.
Upon hearing this, Aksinya quickly joined in, and Kutu, Zov, and Sharapova exchanged glances.
Aksinya approached Bolkonsky: "Your Excellency, I also have a request."
Paulkonsky glanced at his old mistress: "Let's talk in private."
For these two old men, there was no point in continuing to dance at this ball.
Tonight, they were able to win the heart of their beloved. Bolkonsky, holding Aksilia's hand, walked smilingly out of the center of the stage and came to Ekaterina.
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