Chapter 1821: Operational Target

"What do you mean?" Everyone frowned as they looked at Li He.

Li He looked at the map and said in a deep voice, "The next target of our operation will be here."

Li He's finger landed.

Everyone looked at the place where Li He's finger had landed; it was precisely the port area on Tasmania.

"Wouldn't that be too risky? We don't have enough troops right now, and the current port must be a place heavily guarded by French troops."

"That's right, we should be fighting a war of maneuver now, trying our best to avoid direct conflict with the French troops and creating destruction to keep them exhausted and overwhelmed."

Li He looked at everyone and said, "I only said the target of the operation would revolve around the port, but I didn't say we were going to attack the port directly."

"Do you think I haven't thought of the problems you mentioned?"

"If we are lacking weapons and ammunition, then we attack the French Weapon Depot."

"If we are lacking men, then we attract people to join our troops."

"There are two main things we need to do now."

"First, organize our strength; now that we have a flour mill, people will naturally come to seek refuge."

"Second, find those who are literate, understand technology, and are craftsmen. The enemy is currently exhausted from dealing with the attacks from the sea, so we will take advantage of this time to develop."

Everyone nodded.

Li He swept his gaze over everyone and added, "During this time, have our people monitor the movements at the docks; we need to be clear about exactly how many warships the French have sent."

"Yes."

At this time, Europe.

Tsarist Russia, Moscow.

After Little Peter arrived in Moscow, he was taught by Dolgorukov all day long.

However, as the crown prince of Tsarist Russia, Little Peter did not understand Russian at all.

Under the tutelage of this Great Learning scholar Dolgorukov, it could not be said that Little Peter's knowledge level had made no progress, but it could also be said that it had not advanced in the slightest.

So much so that Dolgorukov's public evaluation of Little Peter was: a crown prince who could not be taught anything.

Such an evaluation soon reached the ears of Elizabeth I.

That was why there was the scene today of Elizabeth I personally accompanying Little Peter to class.

In the classroom, Little Peter sat on pins and needles, looking at the fierce-looking, mustachioed Dolgorukov, unable to muster any spirit at all.

However, because Elizabeth I was sitting there, Little Peter became slightly more serious.

Dolgorukov tried his best to make himself look amiable.

In order to face Elizabeth I's surprise inspection, Dolgorukov tried his best to select some courses that Little Peter was interested in to teach.

To avoid it becoming a laughingstock if it got out.

He did not want Elizabeth I to suspect after today that he, a Great Learning scholar, could not even teach a child well.

Dolgorukov said blandly, "Little Peter, today I will teach you something else."

"Do you know the history of Longyan?"

Little Peter tilted his head, thought for a moment, then nodded and shook his head.

He knew, but he did not know much.

Dolgorukov's tense face almost twitched. He thought for a moment and continued, "Longyan is a kingdom that lasted for nearly a thousand years, and before its dynasty was born, there was also a very chaotic period."

"What we are going to talk about today is the war that took place during that chaotic period in Longyan."

Upon hearing the word "war," a glimmer of light flashed in Little Peter's eyes.

Dolgorukov breathed a slight sigh of relief; if Little Peter had any talent, it was only in the knowledge of war.

Dolgorukov said again, "At that time, Longyan was divided into three powers. The north had already unified and moved south to attack the other two forces. Why did the powerful north fail?"

Little Peter blurted out, "Although the northern force was unified and powerful, they chose the wrong battlefield. They did not understand naval"

"warfare, so it is normal for them to have been defeated in maritime combat."

"Furthermore, although the two southern forces were weak, neither was willing to watch itself be defeated by the north, so the two forces united..."

Hearing Little Peter's eloquent narration and analysis of the situation of this war, Elizabeth I revealed a gratified smile.

It seemed Little Peter was not as unbearable as the rumors said; she was relieved.

Suddenly, a fit of uncontrollable coughing interrupted the class. Little Peter and Dolgorukov both looked over; Elizabeth I was coughing until her face turned red.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Little Peter anxiously walked over to support Elizabeth I. Not long ago, he had still been very much a stranger to this woman.

But after spending this period of time together, he had already let down his guard against Elizabeth I and even developed a lot of affection for her.

"Aunt, are you alright?" Little Peter looked at her with concern.

Elizabeth I waved her hand, and after coughing twice more, she said, "No, it's nothing, just a small cold."

Elizabeth I took a deep breath, trying to alleviate the granular feeling in her throat, and said hoarsely, "I have arranged for you to meet a young girl; I think you will like her."

"She has been to Prussia."

Seeing that Elizabeth I was not in any serious trouble, and hearing about a girl from Prussia,

Little Peter put on a smile. The time he spent by Frederick II's side was something he would never forget in his life.

He could not imagine that Frederick II would have such strong charisma.

Frederick II often kept the country of the German people on his lips.

Little Peter had not understood what this meant before, but after Frederick II popularized the history of the German people for him, he finally learned how great these blond-haired and blue-eyed people once were.

He was also blond-haired and blue-eyed, and he was also a German.

This was his respect for Frederick II's ideals.

"That's great, Aunt Elizabeth, when will I be able to see her?"

Elizabeth I smiled and said, "Once this lesson of yours is over, you may."

Little Peter looked urgently at Dolgorukov; the power to end this lesson early or late was in his hands.

Dolgorukov saw Little Peter's gaze and knew what he meant.

Dolgorukov sighed, looking at the sickly complexion on Elizabeth I's face; if she continued to lecture, her condition would worsen.

Moreover, he read in Elizabeth I's eyes the message that she also wanted to end the lesson early.

Dolgorukov put down the textbook and said indifferently, "That is all for today's lesson."

A smile appeared on Little Peter's face, but he did not forget his manners; he bowed slightly to Dolgorukov.

Elizabeth I nodded gently and took Little Peter away.

On the way, Elizabeth I instructed Little Peter, "When you see the young lady in a moment, be polite."

"You are now the Crown Prince of Tsarist Russia, so you must greet her in Russian."

"Mr. Dolgorukov should have already taught you royal etiquette; make sure you do not forget it."

Little Peter nodded along the way; he could not wait to see this young lady who had once been in Prussia.

Ever since arriving in Tsarist Russia, Little Peter had been under strict discipline, and his contact with information from Prussia was even more limited.

Arriving at a palace, he opened the door, and Little Peter's eyes lit up when he saw the young lady before him. The recent transcoding is severe, which gives us more motivation to update faster; please use your hands to exit reading mode. Thank you.