The Qing Dynasty is about to end

Chapter 562: Napoleon, the Lieutenant of the Tomb Raiders
Maya from Russia crushed the last scorpion in the crevice with the tip of his boot. Yiddish with an Eastern European accent sounded vaguely from his mouth. Behind him stood thirty burly Jewish men, all of them were Slavic mixed-race - the kind of mixed-race with much more Slavic blood than Jewish blood.

The Governor of Palestine, Muhammad Pasha, was wearing a silver silk robe and holding an envelope with a wax seal specially used by the Rothschild family. He frowned and looked at the "Jewish Slavic men" in front of him - these Jews who came from Eastern Europe were completely different from the local Jews in Jerusalem. If Master Rothschild had not given him too much, he would not even want half a "Slavic Jew".

"Moses, tell the Governor." Moye kicked a young man with round-framed glasses beside him, "Tell him to rest assured that we can even scare away the Cossacks of the Dnieper River by pretending to be vampires, let alone a few diggers?"

Moses pushed his glasses and translated his boss's difficult Yiddish into Turkish.

The Pasha's hooked nose twitched twice, and he suddenly pulled out a yellowed parchment scroll - the ink mixed with blood stains outlined the direction of the underground water veins on the Temple Mount. "Turn left at the third fork." He poked his fingernails on the map, "Use the whale oil lamp to burn off the supporting pillars, and the landslide will force them to change their route. You will be there then."

Suddenly, a bell rang in the darkness, and a man in an Arab robe walked out of the shadows. Mohammed Pasha glanced at the man and said, "Moshiya, you are finally here!"

The man named "Mosiah" threw an emerald snuff bottle to Pasha, "It contains forged Russian secret orders, which can be mistaken for the real thing." He glanced at Maya, "Let him carry it and throw it to the enemy when he takes action."

The Pasha gave the snuffbox to Maya: "Do as Mr. Moshiya tells you."

"Under the seventh stone brick of the Western Wall," Mosiah said to Muhammad Pasha in Turkish, "there is the Austrian government bond certificate you asked for. It is worth 10,000 thalers!"

There was a howl of an unknown animal in the distance, and Maya grabbed a sheepskin bag filled with phosphorus powder. Thirty whale oil lamps lit up one after another, illuminating the entrance of the mine like a devil's mouth. During the final check of equipment, someone accidentally rang the copper bell on his waist, startling the bats in the cracks of the rock and causing them to flutter and fly.

"Remember the route." Mohammed Pasha unfolded the hand-drawn map of the mine, his fingertips pausing at an intersection marked with Hebrew numbers. "You lie in ambush here, wait for them to pass through, and then follow them quietly. It's best to wait until they find the treasure before you take action!"

"Don't worry!" Maya smiled and made a killing gesture, "I know what to do"

Before he finished speaking, Pasha suddenly grabbed Maya's collar and pressed a Damascus steel dagger against her Adam's apple: "If you hurt that Chinese woman and that French prince..."

"Don't worry," Maya grinned, revealing his gold teeth. A copper tube with a hexagram carved on it slipped out from his sleeve. "Twenty anesthetic darts were just delivered from Vienna last week." He lifted the hem of his robe, revealing a tinfoil projection board tied to his calf. "It can even imitate the will-o'-the-wisp fire on the battlefield."

Suddenly, there was a sound of falling gravel in the darkness. Mosiah quickly extinguished the oil lamp, and everyone held their breath. Three Arabs in turbans were seen passing by with camels and torches. It was not until the footsteps faded away that Maya fished out a cowhide bag from the crack in the rock - it contained a secret Russian letter that was to be framed. The letter paper was soaked in vodka and exuded a pungent smell of alcohol.

"It's time to go!" Moses looked at his pocket watch and said to the eldest brother, Maya, "In fifteen minutes, a group of French troops will pass through here."

Maya nodded and waved her hand. Thirty black shadows filed in and disappeared into the bottomless cave.

Rinko's lace gloves brushed against Prince Napoleon's sweaty neck, and when he unbuttoned the third brass button of his military uniform, they "just happened" to hold down his hand that was reaching for the pistol at his waist. Zhang Qihai suddenly stopped in front of him. In the dim light from the whale oil lamp, the Luoyang shovel in his hand was pointing at a crack on the stone wall in front of him with Hebrew numbers engraved on it.

He turned around and said to Rinko, "We're here, this should be it!"

Prince Napoleon looked at the stone wall in front of him, his breathing became a little rapid: "Behind this is..."

Rinko immediately covered Prince Napoleon's mouth.

"Prince, have you ever heard of zombies?" Rinko breathed softly, her fingertips circling his Adam's apple, "If you meet one..."

"Zombies? How is that possible?" Prince Napoleon pretended to be calm, "This is a holy place!"

"There can't be demons in holy places?" Rinko whispered, "Aren't demons created by God?"

"boom!"

As soon as Rinko finished speaking, a British engineer's pickaxe suddenly hit the stone wall, and then another French engineer also picked up a shovel and started to smash the wall.
As the two engineers continued to pound with their shovels, a hole soon appeared on the thin rock wall, which was wide enough for a small man to get in and out. Inside the hole was darkness. Just as Prince Napoleon was about to look inside, Rinko beside him suddenly shouted, "Be careful!"

What are you being careful about? Is there really a devil?

Before anyone could react, Zhang Qihai suddenly shouted, "Turn off the lights!"

When the thirty lanterns went out at the same time, Rinko felt the prince's hand tighten around her waist. A shrill howl sounded in the darkness, like a beast or a ghost. When Zhang Qihai relit the tinder, the three British engineers had collapsed to the ground, but there was no trace of injury on their bodies.

"Oh my God, what is this?" Before Prince Napoleon finished speaking, Rinko suddenly tore open the front of his military uniform and stuffed the black donkey hoof into his pocket. Before the prince could figure out what Rinko had stuffed into his pocket, an inhuman howl suddenly came from the mine ahead. The sound waves shook the rock wall and the rocks fell down. Then the fire was extinguished again. It was pitch black all around, with only something howling.

Suddenly, light appeared in the darkness, and on the rock wall twenty meters away was the projection of a three-meter-tall, six-winged demon!
"Devil! There really is a devil, run away!"

A French soldier screamed and ran towards the unknown depths of the cave in panic!
However, several British soldiers pulled out their pistols and fired wildly at the rock wall.

"Change to silver bullets!" Prince Napoleon had just given the order when he suddenly found that Rinko, who was held in his arms, had disappeared. He was immediately shocked, "Rinko, Rinko!"

"Ouch."

The horrifying howling soon drowned out Prince Napoleon's cries. The British and French troops on the scene were in chaos, and Zhang Qihai and his local masters were also panicked for a while - which group did that "devil" come from? Was it not created by them? Could it be that the second princess Feng (Rinzi) had cast a spell to summon it?
"Prince, I'm here." Rinko's voice suddenly sounded, as if coming from the hole that had just been smashed. "Prince, I have got the contract. Let's get out of here!"

"But there is a devil ahead." Prince Napoleon was holding a pistol and shooting at the devil's phantom.

"Leave it to me!" Rinko had already reached Prince Napoleon and handed him a bundle. She then took out a long staff that Feng Yunshan had given her before going down to the cave, and pointed the "hammer"-like thing on the top of the staff at the devil's phantom, muttering, "Angel, please give me strength!"

Then she pushed a mechanism under the "hammer head", and an incredible scene happened. A beam of strong light was released from the hammer head and shone directly on the top of the cave. A Jewish man who was setting up the projection board was exposed in the beam of light, and the tinfoil in his hand was not put away. After three gunshots, the man was shot in the chest but still laughed wildly: "Long live Russia, Tsar."

The so-called devil was actually a human in disguise!
Rinko waved the "long staff" in her hand left and right and up and down, summoning several figures hiding in the darkness. With a burst of gunfire, several more corpses appeared in the underground palace.

"Rinko, this is..." When Prince Napoleon found that there were no enemies around, he couldn't wait to open the bag that Rinko handed to him. The fluorescence reflected by the jade slab exuded an indescribable sacredness.

"This is the covenant that Jesus left for my father," Rinko stroked the old jade covenant with her fingertips and choked up in English. The jade plate was made to a very high level, and it was not comparable to the "old antiques" in Europe. The ancient Hebrew engraved on it was exactly the same as the words on the ancient classics treasured by the Christian Church.
French Consulate in Jerusalem.

Prince Napoleon gently stroked the new whip marks on Rinko's back: "You have already prepared a fake contract? Is this your father's idea, or..."

Rinko shook her head slightly: "My father doesn't know, this is all arranged by Uncle Jiu. My father has no magic power, and of course he doesn't know the true power of the version! It can't be handed over to Victoria, otherwise the British Empire will become an existence that can swallow up the whole of Europe. So he asked me to find a great leader on the European continent who can shoulder the heavy responsibility of fighting against British hegemony."

"Did you choose me? Or..." asked Prince Napoleon.

Rinko said: "Uncle Jiu gave three candidates, King William of Prussia, Alexander II of Russia, and you." She turned her head and looked at Prince Napoleon, "You were last, but I still chose you! It was out of selfishness, so I should be punished! Don't let me down"

At the same time, in the British Consulate, the Second Duke of Wellington looked at the jade tablet in Feng Yunshan's hand, and his voice trembled a little as he spoke: "Is this the New Testament?"

His words were translated into Chinese by Wenxian, who was equally excited.

"Yes," Feng Yunshan nodded, stroking the jade tablet in his hand, "That's it, it's the proof of the covenant between Jesus and mankind!" He looked up at the Second Duke of Wellington, "Once I get the Dead Sea Scrolls, I will take this tablet to Paris to negotiate with the prince in person!"

(End of this chapter)