Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 1151 China is a potential enemy

In the top floor suite of the Longteng Hotel, Seckt was staring intently at the chessboard in front of him, while his opponent, Italian Ambassador Marco, was thinking about his next move.

"General," Seckt said softly, with a hint of a smile on his face.

Just then, a rapid knock on the door interrupted their game.

"Come in," Seckt said without looking up.

A young man in a black suit walked into the room quickly and whispered something in Sekt's ear. Sekt's hand suddenly stopped and his brows slightly frowned.

"What did you say?" Marco noticed Sekt's abnormality, "What happened?"

"Romanov of Tsarist Russia," Seckt signaled the man to step back, "and was abolished by Su Zhengyang himself."

"What?" Marco stood up in surprise, "What's going on?"

Sekt briefly recounted what had happened, and Marco's expression became increasingly grim.

"Is this Su Zhengyang crazy?" Marco paced back and forth in the room, "Doesn't he know what this means? This is tantamount to declaring open war on Tsarist Russia!"

He stopped and looked at Sekt in disbelief: "Isn't he afraid that the polar bear will get angry? Isn't he afraid of triggering a full-scale war?"

Sekt showed a meaningful smile: "Mr. Marco, you are wrong. Su Zhengyang is not a madman, at least not the kind of reckless madman you imagine."

&34;What do you mean?&34;

"Think about it," Seckt sat back down at the chessboard, "Why did he choose to do it today? Why did he do it after the dust had settled in Hong Kong City and Macau City?"

Marco was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Because Tsarist Russia is now too busy to take care of itself..."

"That's right," Seckt gently moved a chess piece, "The Tsarist Russia has deployed three million troops on the Eastern Front, but it can't even defend the Kiev Plain. Moscow has already begun to evacuate important institutions, so how can they have the energy to take care of the Far East?"

He raised his head, his eyes sharp: "This is the terrifying thing about Su Zhengyang. He looks crazy, but every step he takes is carefully calculated. He knows that even if the Tsarist Russia wants to retaliate, it is powerless to look east."

Marco sat back down in his chair heavily. "So he's... "

"He is showing the world the fangs of China," Seckt said, "in the most brutal way. He wants everyone to know that China is no longer the weak country that can be bullied at will."

The room fell into silence, with only the hustle and bustle of the capital city at night coming from outside the window.

&34;What a formidable opponent,&34; Marco murmured.

"Yes," Seckt looked at the lights outside the window, "a madman who knows how to wait for the right moment is often much more terrifying than a madman who is eager for success."

"Actually," Sekter moved the chess piece slowly, "I had expected this to happen."

"What do you mean?" Marco asked, frowning.

"The Russian Empire will not easily surrender its Far Eastern territories," Seckt said with a hint of coldness in his voice. "Even if Romanov was deposed today and forced to sign the contract, the Russian Empire would certainly refuse to recognize it on the grounds of being "coerced." "

He chuckled: "After all, this is the land they won with blood and gunfire, how could they give it up so easily?"

&34;So...&34; Marco thought thoughtfully.

"So Su Zhengyang's actions today, rather than forcing Russia to sign the treaty," Seckt picked up the red wine, "are more like creating an excuse for himself to go to war."

&34;You mean...&34;

"That's right," Sekt nodded, "When the Russian Empire refused to recognize the contract, China had a legitimate reason to take back its Far Eastern territories. But the Russian Empire is now obviously unable to stop this."

Marco suddenly laughed: "In that case, this is actually good news for us."

"Oh?" Sekter raised his eyebrows.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend," Marco said, "Su Zhengyang's actions at least prove one thing - he will not choose to join the Anti-Will Alliance."

"Indeed," Seckt smiled, "at today's dinner, the wooing of America and France has obviously failed."

"This is an opportunity for us," Marco said excitedly, "If we can get China's support..."

"No," Seckt shook his head and interrupted him, "Su Zhengyang will not support either side. He will quietly watch us fight in Europe, and then..."

"And then take the opportunity to encroach on the Far East?" Marco suddenly realized.

"This is his cleverness," Seckt sighed, "He knows that China is not strong enough to confront any party head-on. But as long as the war in Europe continues, he can do whatever he wants in the Far East."

&34;What a smart guy,&34; Marco exclaimed.

"More than shrewd," Sekter's eyes became deep, "He is much more dangerous than we thought. Today's Romanov is just the beginning."

"But," Seckt suddenly changed the subject, "China is actually our biggest potential enemy."

"What?" Marco was stunned. "Why do you say that? There is no direct conflict of interest between us and China."

Sekt did not answer immediately, but slowly moved a black chess piece in front of the white king: "Look at this chess game, Marco. On the surface, the black and white sides are in order, each occupying their own territory. But in fact..."

His fingers tapped the chessboard lightly: "Every move is a preparation for the final killing move."

&34;You mean...&34;

"Su Zhengyang," Seckt's voice became low, "He is an ambitious man who knows how to hide his ambitions. In his eyes, the whole world is a chess game, and all of us are just chess pieces on his chessboard."

He stood up and walked to the window: "Based on my understanding of our great leader, he will never tolerate the existence of such an opponent. And Su Zhengyang will never be willing to be inferior to others."

&34;So you think...&34;

"One day sooner or later," Sekt looked out the window at the night, "the Bird Empire and the Chinese will meet at war. This is an inevitable fate."

Marco frowned: "Even if that's the case, that's a matter for the future. China will obviously not choose to be our enemy now, at least before they complete their Far East layout..."

"You're right," Seckt turned around, "For now, we do need to maintain good relations with China. After all..."

He sat back down at the chess table and said, "We still have a tough battle to fight in Europe. Moreover, the drug supply from Jinlong Pharmaceutical is also indispensable to us."

"So," Marco breathed a sigh of relief, "the most urgent task now is to establish good relations with China?"

"That's right," Seckt picked up a white chess piece, "but at the same time, we must always be vigilant. Su Zhengyang is too scary, and every move he makes is full of murderous intent."

"Like this chess game?" Marco asked, looking at the chessboard.

"Yes," Sekt put down the white piece, "check."

Marco looked down and couldn't help but gasp. Before he knew it, his black king had fallen into a dead end.

"This is the most terrifying part," Sekt said meaningfully, "When you find yourself in the other party's trap, it's too late."