Chapter 1776: Plans Have Changed

At this time, Europe.

Hanover.

Their battle with the Holy Cross Army had already turned into a war of attrition.

However, the Holy Cross Army's supply lines had been cut by the Longyan Unit's cavalry squads, making this war of attrition very difficult for the Holy Cross Army to fight.

But Ling Chen's Longyan Unit was gradually turning the situation around amidst the adversity.

Aside from military industrial facilities and Weaponry and Equipment not receiving replenishment, the Longyan Unit had received corresponding supplies in other aspects.

At least in terms of grain and fodder, they had received the supplies they were due.

Ling Chen intended to trap these Holy Cross Army troops to death within the city of Hanover.

However, as Europe entered a truce period, restrictions on various aspects of trade were relaxed.

Coupled with the entry of Italy into the war, although Ling Chen could block the Holy Cross Army's material supply lines, he had no way to stop everyone from going to Hanover to do business.

The Holy Cross Army was entrenched at the mountain passes leading into Hanover, and many merchants needed to pass through there.

This war of attrition, under the current economic situation, was collapsing on its own.

There were many, many merchants providing help to the Holy Cross Army under the guise of doing business.

Inside the Longyan Unit camp.

The Chief of Staff said anxiously, "General, if things continue like this, our battle with the Holy Cross Army will become endless; this is completely unacceptable to us."

"A Protracted War is not favorable for us; the Holy Cross Army will use minimal forces to pin us down."

Ling Chen looked at the map; the Chief of Staff was quite right.

They needed to do something to reverse the current downward trend on the battlefield.

All of Europe was in a truce period, vigorously developing the economy, and Hanover was no exception.

Both Prussia and Hanover currently needed this period of time to recuperate, and the Longyan Unit needed this time to reorganize its strength.

Although the Longyan Unit had received replenishment of grain and fodder, its military equipment was still lacking; those Prussian factories must be set into operation.

Only in this way could their Longyan Unit receive military equipment replenishment, and the subsequent battles could continue.

Ling Chen said in a deep voice, "Lord Liu Zheng has already occupied Saxony; our situation should improve very soon."

"Will the Holy Cross Army give us this time, until that moment arrives?" the Chief of Staff asked, looking at Ling Chen.

"I heard Italy has also participated in the war; they are also reinforcing the Holy Cross Army."

"All the countries controlled by the Habsburg Family have launched a war against us and Prussia."

"Although it is a peaceful period now, this period of time may not last long; General, we must regain control of Hanover."

"Only then can we stabilize the development of the rear."

Ling Chen was not unaware of these things; he said, "We cannot be led by the nose by the enemy any longer."

"Pass on my order: arrange for merchants to enter the Holy Cross Army's garrison to do business."

The Chief of Staff was stunned, not quite understanding Ling Chen's meaning; why send their people to the Holy Cross Army's garrison to do business?

Ling Chen said again, "Since the Holy Cross Army has opened its doors wide to let merchants in, we shall do them a favor."

"Arrange for our troops to go in; do you understand what I mean now, Chief of Staff?"

Ling Chen glanced at the Chief of Staff.

The Chief of Staff suddenly understood; Ling Chen was taking advantage of the Holy Cross Army's opportunity to replenish supplies to insert Longyan Unit troops and destroy the Holy Cross Army from within.

This move was brilliant!

"I understand, General; I will go arrange the personnel now."

At this time, on Corsica in France.

Bonaparte and Sals each stepped onto their own paths.

Bonaparte headed to the military academy on the French mainland to study.

Not everyone could get into the military academy; it required a bit of Noble connections, as it was a school for Nobles.

Bonaparte's father, Carlo, was a bona fide Noble of France, which was why Bonaparte was able to enter this school to study.

Bonaparte showed a keen interest in the various combat knowledge taught in the school.

Everything was just too interesting.

However, the school was very unfriendly toward such a "lefty" who had come from far away from a French overseas colony.

He was often called a shorty who could only use his left hand.

Bonaparte did not take such bullying to heart; he had understood a principle since he was a child.

To gain respect from others, one must be stronger than that person.

The current Bonaparte looked like a shorty who could only use his left hand; he had nothing powerful about him, and even less that made people respect him.

Therefore, he did not take such insults too much to heart.

Iceland.

A large island in the North Atlantic.

After Jones arrived on this island, he had been in a state of numbness for several days.

Although this island was large and could be farmed, it was not an uninhabited desert island; yes, there were people living on it.

Jones discovered them, and naturally, he was discovered by them as well.

Toward outsiders, these indigenous inhabitants were not the least bit polite.

They tied Jones up on the spot, saying they were going to sacrifice him to their gods.

Jones could not understand their language, but seeing such a setup, he knew what was going to happen, especially given the expressions of these natives when they saw him being placed onto the altar.

They were incredibly excited.

Fortunately, Jones, being a pirate, had seen the world.

After he performed some magical tricks for these natives, he successfully convinced them that he was a Messenger sent by the gods.

This group of natives had no doubts about the miracles Jones displayed.

One could even say they trusted him implicitly.

They let him go, and after a period of study, Jones finally figured out the language of these natives.

After becoming a Temple Envoy, Jones obtained a life like that of a king.

A life where someone warmed his bed when he slept and someone fed him when he was hungry.

But Jones was still not satisfied with the status quo; although he had obtained a large island just like that, the standard of living on this island was simply too low.

Those women never liked to bathe, so no matter how pretty they were, they stank.

As a pirate with aspirations, this was something he could not tolerate.

Moreover, the development here was very backward; the island's inhabitants had always relied on hunting and farming to survive.

A life with no money, no dreams, and nothing at all.

Jones still missed life on the European continent, even though those women in the red theaters were cheap sluts ridden by everyone.

But at least they didn't stink, and they dressed well.

Jones thought about the land on Iceland and the living conditions on the island, and felt that as a Temple Envoy, he should do something, just like others who colonized America and Africa, to acquire massive wealth.

He thought of two Methods: one was like in Africa, to hoodwink the people on the island into going to America to be slaves.

He would earn a commission.

But as soon as this idea popped up, it was rejected; there were too few people on the island, and he would also need a cargo ship.

He had no ship.

Then only one Method remained, which was to have the people on the island grow cotton and grain.

Building a Factory would cost too much money, which Jones did not have, and the islanders did not know how to build or use a Factory; only growing cotton was somewhat reliable.

Now was the wave of the Industrial Revolution, and he heard that Europe was no longer at war, so growing cotton should have good prospects.