Chapter 1390: Clues
Ausilige wanted to cry but had no tears, clutching his swollen and painful cheeks; he had clearly mentioned Longyan cannons in his very first sentence.
How did he end up getting slapped?
But looking at his father Richard's tightly furrowed brows, he completely forgot about his still-aching cheeks.
A look of joy appeared on his face; the tighter his old man's brows were furrowed,
the more important the clue he had provided was, and the higher its value.
Then the reward he would receive would be even better.
Richard furrowed his brows tightly, watching Ausilige still standing there grinning foolishly, and suddenly said grimly, "Come here!"
Ausilige said "Oh," and ran over.
Looking at his father's murderous gaze, a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.
"You say the British are trading with Longyan."
"How did you know about this news?" Richard asked indifferently.
Ausilige recounted everything he knew as if he were an expert, not lacking in embellishments, magnifying his own role in the matter.
He wished he could claim all the credit for himself.
After Richard finished listening, his expression became even more solemn: "Is the news true?"
Ausilige nodded wildly, indicating that the news was absolutely true, even patting his chest to guarantee that those two Longyan merchants were his own brothers from different fathers and mothers.
They were currently being held under house arrest by him in a tavern; if this news were false, they would surely die!
Richard nodded, although his son was usually as stupid as a pig.
However, he had done quite well this time.
Richard had also heard of those two Longyan people; they often came to France and were two money-grubbing types.
"The British and Longyan are trading cannons..." Richard murmured with a solemn expression.
The world knew of Longyan's technological level; although France had now experienced the Industrial Revolution and its technology had developed by leaps and bounds, there was still a significant gap compared to Longyan, which had undergone the Industrial Revolution the earliest.
Especially in terms of armaments; he still remembered the naval battle not long ago, where Longyan's supply ships beat the fleet of their Franco-Austrian Alliance so badly that even their own mothers wouldn't recognize them.
Although heavy weapons like cannons were difficult to use in jungle warfare, especially since space and terrain in the jungle were not easy to maneuver in, mainly because they were too heavy to carry.
However, if Longyan's technological level had solved these problems, it was not impossible.
If Longyan and the British were really trading such weapons, then their advantage in terrain during jungle warfare would be gone.
The British could completely fire upon them in the jungle, and under the cover of artillery fire, if they in France continued to hold their positions, they would certainly suffer heavy casualties!
No, no matter what, they had to send troops to intercept and stop this trade right now.
Richard looked at his son Ausilige, revealing a fatherly, gratified smile, and laughed: "Hmm, you did well this time."
Ausilige was terrified and uneasy; this was the first time he had heard his father's praise.
Richard gently stroked Ausilige's fat yet red and swollen cheeks, caring for him: "It hurts, doesn't it..."
Richard walked to a table, took out a gourd bottle, and said: "This is Longyan bruise medicine, it works quite well, you use it first."
"Wait for your father to send troops now to kill those British people who made you get beaten." Richard forcibly combined the two matters and said fiercely.
Ausilige was stunned, not expecting his father's ability to spout nonsense to be so high.
The injury on his face was clearly caused by him.
What did it have to do with the British?
It was just shameless.
However, Ausilige dared not say these inner thoughts directly to his father.
At this moment, Richard immediately gave the order for the French side to pull out their limited troops and immediately head to the location in the clue Ausilige had provided.
This time, with Richard leading the team personally, he absolutely would not allow the British and Longyan to trade such cannons.
"If this kind of cannon could fall into the hands of France, the British would definitely lose!"
Perhaps they could even thoroughly study these Longyan cannons and strengthen their own power.
At this time, Austria, Longyan City base port.
Liu Zheng looked at the map; Ling Chen had already set off to attack other cities to tie up their troops.
But the situation at this moment was not optimistic.
They were using this place as a base, but they had to endure the constant incursions and harassment from Austria.
Although these Austrian guards always hit and ran, they did not cause any substantial harm to Longyan, but they gave the Longyan guards a headache.
They could not rest and recuperate properly.
"Must find a place to rest and recuperate as soon as possible."
Liu Zheng furrowed his brows slightly as he looked at the map; although these places in Europe could be occupied, there was no mass base here.
It could not last long.
Liu Zheng had also thought about setting up a governor's office in the Ottoman Empire or near the Suez Canal.
But these places all had fatal weaknesses; the Ottoman Empire was absolutely out of the question.
The Ottoman Empire was, after all, Hamid's country; if he went there to set up a command room, then the Longyan army would also have to be stationed in the Ottoman Empire.
This point was absolutely impossible; the Ottoman Empire was a country where Hamid held power, but the Ottoman Empire was not a country belonging to Hamid alone.
He had to consider Hamid's situation.
As for other places, the East India Company belonged to Longyan but was too far from Europe.
Near the Suez Canal, that also belonged to Longyan, but it was not suitable for marching into Europe.
Liu Zheng thought over and over, and finally looked at the map; Poland had already been partitioned.
The Polish government was still under Serfdom, bloody and cruel, and the common people there were not yet civilized.
Poland is situated between Eastern Europe and Western Europe, allowing for both advance and retreat.
Liu Zheng nodded; Poland is indeed a good choice right now.
Now, dispatch two routes of troops and generals to Poland to resolve the predicament of Prussia.
It is unknown when progress can be made.
"Issue an order for Jiang Xuan and Nashadier to send supplies from the Suez Canal."
A servant immediately relayed Liu Zheng's order.
Liu Zheng sighed; for now, they could only rely on Jiang Xuan and Nashadier to provide them with supplies and provisions.
However, the situation on Jiang Xuan's side was not good either; Liu Zheng thought for a moment, wrote a few instructions on a piece of paper, and handed it to the departing general.
The Longyan Supply Ship immediately set off for the Mediterranean Sea.
Just at this moment, the fleet of the Franco-Austrian Alliance in the Mediterranean Sea observed the movements of the Longyan Supply Ship.
The French general gritted his teeth upon seeing that it was a Longyan Supply Ship, as it was the Longyan Supply Ship that had beaten their ships so badly that even their own mothers wouldn't recognize them.
But now, seeing these supply ships moving, the general immediately said, "Quick, report this news."
Soon, Louis XV, who was feeling sullen in France, received this news, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.
Their France had suffered repeated defeats on the battlefield, all because of Longyan.
Especially regarding his war situation in Africa, his most important cities had now all fallen into the hands of Longyan.
Thinking of this, Louis XV's face turned livid.
But seeing that the Longyan Supply Ship had actually set sail, he gave a cold laugh: "Pass down my order: intercept the Longyan Supply Ship when it returns!"
End of Chapter
