Chapter 1558: The Little Boy

"General, this..."

Most of the Dragon Flame Army looked bewildered; aside from those troops involved in human trafficking, they had rarely seen a unit carrying a child.

Moreover, one look at what the little child was wearing told them his status was not simple.

Furthermore, the Swedish Army had only dispatched ten thousand men this time, and their mission objective was not to capture Prussian people.

Ling Chen frowned; he was cold and ruthless, but he did not need to lay a hand on a child.

"Take him back." Ling Chen did not pay much attention to it.

What he cared about most right now was the Swedish Army's next move; although wiping out this vanguard unit could delay them for a while.

But it would not be for long.

If this unit failed to send back news for a long time, the Swedish Army would certainly launch a larger offensive.

But they did not have much ammunition left now.

The food problem had been supplemented after several raids, but the Dragon Flame Army's ammunition was very special.

Although the specially made ammunition gave the Dragon Flame Army more powerful force, it also added many restrictive conditions.

For instance, the Dragon Flame Cannon; the power of firing with the most ordinary cannonball would be greatly reduced.

It could only reach the level of British cannons.

The range was two hundred meters, and there was no great difference in explosive lethality.

Such cannons were fine for use on the battlefield, but once one had used the best, one did not want to use the second-rate.

Moreover, Hanover was now in ruins, and Ling Chen had to hold the city.

He let the Dragon Flame Army toss and turn repeatedly under the enemy's nose.

If the Franco-Austrian Allied Army invaded in force, the Dragon Flame Army would face the same situation as Prussia.

It was necessary to establish a rear military production base.

Ling Chen already had a strategy for this; the Austrian Army had now withdrawn from Prussia, which greatly reduced the difficulty for Ling Chen to establish contact with the Prussian side.

He wanted to utilize the factories once built by Prussia, improving them into military factories capable of producing weapons.

Returning to the military camp, Ling Chen looked at the map.

Marked on it were the roads currently being expanded.

Although the Austrian Army had already withdrawn from Prussia, years of war had bred many bandits.

Coupled with the weakening of Prussian rule, this meant that although the Austrian Army had withdrawn, they had left behind a large number of spy organizations.

Ling Chen did not want his construction of transport lines and the improvement of Prussian factories to be exposed to the Austrians.

Therefore, he carried out a major purge of the cities along this road leading to Prussia.

This was why Ling Chen could only command three thousand soldiers, and could use thirty thousand troops, to do the cleaning work.

Ling Chen looked at the route of advancement; there was still some distance to Prussia, and Ling Chen frowned.

He had to speed up the progress.

Just at this moment, a startled voice came from outside the door: "Where did this little child come from?"

Hearing that it was Diana's voice, Ling Chen's heart seemed to relax; he had just pushed open the door when Little Peter ran in, followed by Diana.

"Slow down."

Diana followed him in, glanced at Ling Chen, and then ignored him.

Ling Chen rubbed his nose and quietly watched the game of tag between Diana and this strange little boy.

Soon, Diana caught the child and looked closely at his face, which was full of an unhealthy color.

Light golden hair and blue eyes.

Diana looked at the clothing he was wearing and frowned slightly: "This child, where did you find him?"

"In the Swedish Army; I don't know what those Swedes were thinking."

"Marching while carrying such a small child."

Diana's frown deepened, and she said, "He is wearing German Noble clothing; he"

"might be a German Noble."

"German?" Ling Chen was taken aback.

Diana nodded and then said, "He looks like a Prussian Noble, although I don't know for what reason he entered the Swedish Army."

Ling Chen did not speak; Diana's guess was reasonable, although Hanover had already been occupied.

But Prussian Nobles still existed in Hanover; perhaps the Swedish Army had captured him.

"Now we don't know where his parents are, and there is no way to return him."

Ling Chen looked at the little child hiding behind the wooden table; his green eyes were filled with fear.

Ling Chen exhaled and said helplessly: "Since arriving here, he has not spoken a single word."

The situation of the Dragon Flame Army was not good now, and there were many places in the camp that children could not go.

Returning him was the best choice.

Diana saw Ling Chen's difficulty and said understandingly: "General, I think it is best to send him to Frederick II."

"After all, he is the King of Prussia; he will surely take care of him."

Ling Chen thought for a moment and sighed: "That will have to do."

At this time, on the other side of Europe.

Liu Zheng brought Teresa to the outskirts, secretly gathering refugees to organize a troop.

Teresa became the actual controller of this unit.

Douglas was frantically searching for Teresa and Liu Zheng in the city of Prague.

Kill the men, and capture the women.

The conflict between the followers of Catholicism and Catholicism itself continues to deepen; Prague is now practically a living hell.

People are dying every day.

Fighting breaks out at every moment, and the long-suffering people of Austria, the followers who believe in the Lord, are all in despair.

They have all pinned their hopes on the Messenger sent by the Lord.

They are starving, and legends have begun to circulate among the refugees.

The Messenger sent by the Lord has brought dry rations and grain that never runs out; as long as you have enough faith and are willing to pay the price, the Lord's Messenger will bestow food upon you.

As for the price, he might only require you to plow the land.

Within such tangible legends, countless refugees have become Liu Zheng's people.

At this moment, Liu Zheng looks at the gathered masses of refugees with an expressionless face, but he sighs inwardly.

The influence of Christianity is deeply rooted in Europe; without using the name of the Lord, he would never be able to win over so many refugees.

Now that he has the most basic manpower, Liu Zheng knows these people still have no way to form a fighting force.

Without guns, relying on them to stop the Holy Cross Army is undoubtedly a pipe dream.

What he must do next is to make these refugees more cohesive.

And at this time, several waves of uninvited guests have gathered in Prague.

The already chaotic and turbulent Prague seems on the verge of falling apart.

Regarding the current situation in Prague, Liangduo and his companion only see the surface layer: countless refugees on the streets are either beaten to death or starving to death.

The cruelty of these refugees is more severe than any place they have seen along their journey.

It is more terrifying.

"A living hell."