Chapter 1350 Target, Persia (First update, please subscribe)
September 11, 1994.
The dazzling sun was high in the sky, white clouds were floating in the blue sky, and the gentle hillside was covered with green grass. Dastak on the hillside was grazing sheep, and his eyes would always fall on a few sheep in the flock from time to time.
I will be fourteen next year...
Just when Dastak was full of anticipation and even expectation, he didn't know that on the other side of the mountain, a Cossack cavalry of thousands of people had assembled.
Just as Dastak was looking at the sheep boredly, looking forward to their growth, he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves coming from afar. As a herdsman, he could tell from the sound of horse hooves that there were at least dozens of riders coming.
"Maybe a brother who escaped from the Russians."
Dastak knew that the world was not at peace now. On the other side of the mountain, the Russians forced the locals to convert to heresy. Some people betrayed, some died, and some fled here.
Of course, there were also people who chose to resist. In the past few years, there were always people riding horses from here into the Caucasus to resist the Russians. Of course, there were always people who escaped back, but fewer and fewer people came back, and fewer and fewer people left.
A machete cannot defeat a machine gun. Besides, the Russians not only have machine guns, but also cannons and even poison gas that can kill an entire village.
As the sound of horse hooves came, a slight buzzing sound came from the sky in the distance. It was a Russian spaceship - a large ship that could fly in the sky. Dastak had heard about its power from the Caucasians. It could not only drop bombs, but also poison gas. Many people hiding in the mountains died under the poison gas bombs it dropped. Many times, thousands of people died silently in their sleep.
In the past few years, there have always been spaceships hovering nearby, but they have not flown across the border. Perhaps because he has seen them so many times, Dastak no longer thinks they are anything special. At this moment, he is thinking about the games his brothers played when they were herding sheep. He only needs to wait a few more months before he can be like them...
But today, the sound in the sky was different from the past. It was getting louder and louder, and gradually approaching. Dastak's thoughts were interrupted. He looked up to look in the direction where the sound came from, but when he looked up, he opened his mouth and couldn't close it.
I saw six huge spaceships in the air flying straight towards this side.
"How did they get here?"
Just as Dastak was looking at the airship with confusion, the sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer. When he could see the people clearly, he was surprised to find that the people coming to kill him were Cossacks, the legendary devil!
"The Russians! The Russians are coming!"
The ground was shaking under the horse's hooves. Dastak fled towards the village desperately, shouting and crying as he ran.
There was no need for Dastak to shout anymore, as a series of bombs had already landed in the village. The so-called village was actually a fortress, a border fortress, and his father was a Persian soldier. Before he could run home, a Cossack cavalryman ran up to him amid the sound of hurried horse hooves. The moment the man swung the Chasik saber in the air, Dastak's head fell down, and blood rushed out like a fountain. When he fell, there was even a faint red blood mist in the air.
On this day, the Roman Empire's legions once again set foot on Persian soil after a thousand years of absence. Almost twelve hundred years ago, when Rome and the Persian Empire were engaged in a melee in Mesopotamia, the Arabs rose up in the desert.
And now the Roman Empire has risen again...
In just over ten minutes, the Persian fortress on the border was reduced to ruins by bombs dropped from the sky. The defenseless Persians were either blown to pieces on their way out of their houses to the fortress, or buried alive in the ruins of the fortress or houses.
The bombing by the airship seemed as long as a century. Finally, after the fortress was destroyed, the remaining Persian soldiers raised their heads. Black smoke was rolling over the village. Almost all the houses were blown down, and the towering fortress was turned into ruins. There were incomplete corpses everywhere around them, and wounded men, women and even children were crying heart-wrenchingly.
This place is like hell.
"The Russians, the Russians... they're coming!"
The living people were screaming in terror, some cowardly ones even ran away, and those who did not run away were looking for their weapons. Just as they were looking for weapons, the Cossack cavalry had already rushed in front of them, waving their Chasik sabers to kill the living people, and one man after another was killed.
The resistance of this small village was simply not worth mentioning. Although their resistance quickly collapsed, those people still killed those who surrendered or were injured with pistols or sabers. In the end, when everything was over, there was no one left alive in the entire village.
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The Russians are coming!
Although the Persian Empire was backward, they began to lay a telegraph network from the border to Tehran more than ten years ago. At three o'clock in the afternoon of that day, Tehran received a telegram sent from the border.
"The Russians are coming!"
Like Europeans, Persians were accustomed to calling their neighbors "Russians" instead of "Romans". Faced with the Russian invasion, both the Persian King Nasereddin Shah and his ministers were dumbfounded.
"How is this possible? Aren't they afraid of the British?"
Almost instinctively, King Nasser al-Din Shah asked directly.
"Do the British know? How do the Russians explain why they invaded us?"
This king inherited the throne after his father died of illness in 1848. He reigned for 46 years and was the longest-reigning monarch in the entire Qajar dynasty. After he ascended the throne, facing the invasion of Western powers, he had been trying to implement reforms, actively learning from the West, and even personally visited European countries, accelerating Persia's modernization process. In order to counter the threat from Russia, he introduced British forces. In order to restrain Britain, he allowed the Ming Empire to build a railway in Persia to the "Wing Country".
He thought he had always maintained a balance of power among countries, but he never imagined that the Russians would actually invade his country.
Aren’t the Russians afraid of the British?
Obviously, they did not understand that the international situation had changed, and that the British Empire, a paper tiger, had become so weak that no one cared about it...
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(End of this chapter)
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