Chapter 1880: Ordering a Troop Withdrawal

"Sir, Prussia is our gateway into Europe, and General Ling Chen is still stationed in Hanover."

"Are we not going a bit too far by doing this..."

Li Hongtian interrupted him and said, "What do you think Britain has been doing during this time?"

The man was stunned; ever since the war on the European continent began, Britain had only fought one war on the continent, and that was to defend their own lands.

The only ones who have been fighting the European powers all along are Longyan and that pitifully small force of Prussia.

But after Longyan helped Frederick II hold the Western Front, they did not receive much actual benefit from Prussia.

Not even a promise.

This looks like a losing business deal.

"We in Longyan are not fools. Now that Prussia has a crisis, they come to us in Longyan for aid. This money is not so easy to take."

"Then what do you mean, sir?"

"Reduce aid to Prussia. Starting from today, provide Prussia with everything except help."

"Cooperating with Prussia was decided by Lord Liu Zheng in the first place, sir, if we do this..."

Li Hongtian gave him a look, letting him figure it out for himself.

The other party lowered his head, suddenly understanding.

If there hadn't been tacit approval from Lord Liu Zheng before he left, how could this matter have been spoken by Lord Li Hongtian?

After the Prince of Yong received the letter written by Li Hongtian, he withdrew his troops.

Hamid was full of confusion and could not understand why he would choose to withdraw at this time.

Longyan could now go a step further to coordinate with Prussia to defeat the Russian-Austrian Allied Forces and resolve the crisis situation Prussia would face next.

But now, Longyan had no intention at all of defeating the Russian-Austrian Allied Forces.

"Why, Prince of Yong, I don't understand?"

The Prince of Yong glanced at Hamid and handed the letter Li Hongtian had written to him into Hamid's hands.

Hamid took the letter, scanned it twice, and his previous doubts vanished into thin air.

"It should have been like this long ago; Frederick II is no good bird either."

The Longyan army led by the Prince of Yong retreated; they returned to Poland to continue resisting Tsarist Russia. Although the Tsarist Russian troops had already advanced into Prussia, Longyan and Hamid would absolutely not allow Tsarist Russia to further expand their territory.

And at this moment.

Ling Chen, located in Hanover, also received a letter from Li Hongtian.

But what was recorded in the letter was an order for him to mobilize his troops.

"Withdraw the troops."

"Withdraw the troops?" Diana looked at Ling Chen in confusion and questioned him.

"If you withdraw the troops, what will happen to Prussia?"

"What will happen to the people here?"

"Marisa and these German people who believe in Protestantism will once again be bullied by the Holy Cross Army, and war will descend here once again."

"General Ling Chen, is this the result you want to see?"

Ling Chen was silent; on one hand, it was a military order, and he could not refuse.

But he also did not want to just give up on the people of Hanover; these were the people he had spent great effort to protect.

"Military orders cannot be disobeyed. Our Longyan army will leave this land sooner or later."

Ling Chen said in a deep voice.

Diana's body trembled imperceptibly a few times, and her spirit gradually went numb.

She could not believe her ears and could not believe that Ling Chen would withdraw his troops at this time.

"I beg you, protect the people here for a while longer, at least let them get through the autumn harvest; it won't take long."

"If you leave now, those Crusaders will make a comeback, and this place will turn into a purgatory again."

Ling Chen remained silent.

Looking at his expression, Diana's heart turned to ash.

The air fell into silence. Withdrawing the troops now would only reduce casualties for their Longyan army.

Withdrawing the troops was not Ling Chen's original intention.

He let out a deep breath.

Looking at the pen, ink, and letter paper on the table, he walked over and wrote a letter.

The other side of the world.

America, a British post-war hospital.

Night had fallen, but the hospital was still in a very busy state.

With the continuous progress of technology, medicine had also made some progress, though it was relatively slow.

Although this was a British hospital, it was still much more rigorous.

Perhaps because of the development of various biological theories, the methods of the doctors here had gradually moved away from tradition, and the incident of injecting red wine into patients would not happen.

However, some extreme practices still appeared occasionally, such as concocting medicine with the mucus of poisonous toads and forcing patients to drink it.

They would briefly lose their sense of pain, but this stuff was addictive.

If the dosage was too high, it was also easy to cause the patient's death.

Qiaozhi deeply felt the backwardness of current technology, so he always had to look at the doctor's treatment plan first to ensure it was for curing illness and not sending himself to his death.

Today was the day for him to change his medicine, and as evening approached, the doctor came to his ward.

The bodyguards protecting Qiaozhi and Gelin did not have the slightest suspicion.

The doctor entered the ward smoothly.

Qiaozhi looked at the doctor and smiled: "Please be a little quick."

The doctor nodded, and a nurse he brought helped Qiaozhi unwrap his wound.

The doctor then took out an Alcohol cotton pad, wiped Qiaozhi's wound, and changed his medicine; this whole operation was smooth and fluid.

Qiaozhi watched as the doctor took out two pills, giving one to Qiaozhi and one to Gelin.

"Drink this, and you will be able to recover very quickly."

The doctor watched Qiaozhi and Gelin swallow them and drink water to wash the pills down.

The doctor nodded to signal, turned, and left; just at the moment they were about to walk out the door, Qiaozhi shouted at the top of his lungs: "Bodyguards! Bodyguards! Catch those two people!"

The bodyguards looked at the doctor walking out, and upon hearing Qiaozhi's voice, they immediately subdued this doctor and the nurse.

The doctor was completely bewildered and had not yet figured out what was going on before being pressed to the ground by the bodyguards.

Everything was too sudden; hearing Qiaozhi's shout, the two of them had no Method to escape.

The bodyguards pressed these two people in front of Qiaozhi.

Removing the Mask from their faces, Qiaozhi laughed out loud: "As expected, they are not my attending physician; they scared me to death."

"If they were my attending physician, I would have to consider changing doctors again, and changing doctors at this time would be a very troublesome matter."

"How did you know our identities? We shouldn't have exposed anything," the two assassins said in a low voice.

Qiaozhi snorted coldly and said indifferently: "Indeed, your technique for applying medicine did not make me suspicious."

"But I knew when you took this out."

Qiaozhi took out the pill he had just pretended to swallow.

"From the moment you took out this pill, I knew you were not our doctor."

"In my treatment plan, this thing would never appear."

"Tell me, who sent you?" Qiaozhi smiled.

Seeing that the matter had been exposed, the two men's faces turned ashen, but they refused to reveal a single word about the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Don't hold on stubbornly; no one is coming to save you."

"Since you've been caught by us, even if you don't talk, I have time to slowly drag out the people behind you; don't you agree, Gelin?"

Qiaozhi turned his head to look at Gelin, but saw Gelin's face turn ashen, his hands clutching his own throat as if trying to open something; Qiaozhi's expression changed drastically: "Gelin!"