Chapter 1413: The Crisis of Prussia

"Report, Your Majesty, no."

Hearing this, Frederick II was stunned, his brows furrowed tightly; how could there be none? This was impossible!

Could it be that Austria no longer wanted Vienna?

According to the strength of the Longyan Army, occupying Vienna was only a matter of time.

He asked again: "Then what moves has the Austrian side made?"

"Yes, the Austrian Army, under the banner of aiding the Poland government, is attacking our territory in Poland."

"What!"

Upon hearing this, Frederick II widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief; he hurriedly opened the map, looking at his position in Poland.

Frederick II pointed at the map and asked: "Chief Minister, has Austria entered Poland?"

The Chief Minister nodded.

Frederick II's gaze darkened; they had entered Poland, and so quickly!

"When did the military report arrive?" Frederick II asked hurriedly.

Frederick II had not expected in any way that Austria's speed would be this fast.

The Chief Minister said in a deep voice: "It just arrived."

Frederick II's heart sank; although he did not know why Austria had suddenly marched into Poland and was even thinking of attacking Prussia's territory in Poland.

This was forcing him onto a path to death!

If Austria succeeded, both his own country's territory and the territory in Poland would suffer a huge blow, and might even fall!

By then, Prussia would only have one choice left...

Surrender!

Frederick II said angrily in a deep voice: "Better to die than to surrender!"

"Austria is competing for the orthodox position of the Holy Roman Empire; if we just concede, perhaps there is still a chance," the Chief Minister advised.

Frederick II sneered: "That is merely their excuse for wanting to annex us; do you still believe that?"

Surrender was absolutely impossible.

To Frederick II, surrender meant death; back then, Teresa's father had wanted him to become his son-in-law.

But that matter ended without result, and after his father died, he split off Prussia.

Teresa would absolutely never forgive him!

"Chief Minister, if we are attacked by Austria in Poland, how long can we hold out?" Frederick II asked in a deep voice.

The Chief Minister was silent for a moment, looking at Frederick II, and finally said: "Given our current situation, the army has many wounded, and food is in short supply."

"Added to the fact that we have just occupied Poland and our foundation is unstable, and our own country has lost quite a bit of land, reducing supplies."

"In summary..."

Hearing this, the corners of Frederick II's eyes twitched, and he interrupted the Chief Minister: "In other words, we cannot hold out for long."

"Is that right, Chief Minister?"

The Chief Minister nodded, using silence to replace his answer.

Frederick II felt a tightness in his chest, staring at his country on the map, the position of Prussia; now Prussia had shrunk by at least one-third.

Frederick II fell into deep thought; as long as he could border either the Ottoman or Longyan side, he could obtain resources and aid.

But the opposing side had now completely locked down his country; Longyan was attacking Vienna in Austria.

Although he knew the Longyan Army fought bravely, he did not know when they would be able to occupy Vienna.

After all, that was the capital of Austria; when it truly came to that time, it was not certain whether Longyan's million-strong army could take Vienna.

And in Poland, the military report he received was that the Ottoman were pushing their front line with all their might, fighting bravely against the Tsarist Russia people.

But the effect was minimal; this was also an important war for Tsarist Russia, a war they absolutely could not lose.

Therefore, no matter how the Ottoman attacked, they did not make the front line advance much.

The war situation on both sides had reached a stalemate, and he himself was now

facing a huge crisis.

What should be done?

Frederick II sat powerlessly in his chair, looking at the war situation on the map, racking his brains but unable to think of a solution!

"Chief Minister, pass down my order..."

Just at this moment, a guard shouted: "Report, Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from Chief Minister Liu Zheng of Longyan!"

Hearing this, a glimmer of brightness appeared on Frederick II's gloomy face, and he shouted urgently: "Quick, quick, quick, bring it over!"

Frederick II immediately snatched up Liu Zheng's urgent report, as if he had seen his last straw of hope.

Frederick II opened the urgent report directly and scanned it twice; the gloom on his face faded slightly.

He read the information written by Liu Zheng carefully and immediately beamed with joy.

"Chief Minister Liu Zheng is truly a divine man!"

"To think of such a brilliant strategy!" Frederick II laughed wildly.

With such a strategy, there was a possibility of breaking his predicament.

The Chief Minister's brows furrowed slightly, and looking at the slightly uncomposed Frederick II, he asked: "Your Majesty, what is it that makes you so happy?"

Frederick II handed him Liu Zheng's urgent report: "Take a good look."

The Chief Minister took the urgent report and scanned it quickly; he was suddenly startled and began to read it carefully.

A smile gradually appeared on his face as well, and he said: "Chief Minister Liu is truly amazing to be able to think of such a strategy!"

"Then let us act according to this strategy," Frederick II said to the Chief Minister.

The Chief Minister nodded.

Frederick II immediately said, "Pass down my order: from now on, switch from defense to offense!"

"Concentrate our forces to attack Tsarist Russia!"

There is no construction without destruction.

This was the content Liu Zheng had written in the letter.

It was just that this line of thinking was too perilous; for Prussia to attack Tsarist Russia now was indeed a bit like throwing an egg against a rock, but it was also the only path to survival.

Liu Zheng also thought to himself: he had already had the Longyan Army rush to Poland, and now was the perfect opportunity for his Prussia and the Longyan Army to attack from the front and rear.

As long as they could link up with the Ottoman, then Prussia would have a possibility of surviving.

Given the current situation, rather than holding firm, it would be better to burn their bridges and fight a battle, which would still offer a possibility of survival.

It was just that now they were facing more than just Tsarist Russia; there was also the pressure from the side of Austria.

The Austrian army was also in Poland.

Frederick II steadied his mind, but this strategy was indeed the only way out for now.

And on the other side, three days had already passed.

Prince Yong was also prepared on his end, and the first batch of special supply transport vehicles—three-wheeled bicycles—officially began production.

The production time for the first batch would be about four days later.

Once this batch of bicycles was produced, their Longyan Army could launch an attack, break through the encirclement of Tsarist Russia, and provide support to Prussia.

But at this moment...

The side of Tsarist Russia was unusually quiet, quiet to the point of being frightening.

It was unknown what Tsarist Russia was doing over there.

Ever since Tsarist Russia avoided battle last time, they had completely quieted down; if not for the Tsarist Russian soldiers still patrolling, Prince Yong and Hamid would have almost thought that these Tsarist Russians had already withdrawn their troops.

But looking at the situation, they had not.

Prince Yong frowned slightly, looked at Hamid, and said, "Tsarist Russia is acting contrary to their usual behavior; we cannot afford not to be on guard."

Hamid nodded, immediately summoned his trusted aide, and whispered a few words into his ear.