Frederick II's eyes lit up, this idea was indeed a good one.
They have long wanted to take back other factories in Prussia, but they can't take them back now. They are short of troops now. If they could take them back, they would have taken them back long ago.
"General Ling Chen, you can give it a try, but we don't have enough troops to do it now."
"Sorry, we can't help you." Frederick II said apologetically.
Ling Chen had already expected this when he raised this matter.
He said: "It doesn't matter, we have enough troops to do this, but I need your cooperation. At least we will have workers after we occupy it, so you need to do this."
Frederick II nodded.
Although the Longyan Army has a high status in the hearts of Protestant believers, its appeal is still not enough in front of the country Prussia.
This required Frederick II to do this as King of Prussia.
"Yes, as long as you can capture it, we can provide the necessary workers and repair the factory. You don't need to worry about the rest."
Ling Chen nodded, he was still very satisfied with this answer.
After the two sides reached agreement on some details and the construction of the transportation line, Ling Chen returned to Hannover the next day.
The other forces entrenched in Prussia at the moment are just forces supported by various European empires, and their purpose of existence is to hinder Prussia from uniting.
Ling Chen already knew about the fighting prowess of these people.
He doesn't have very strong combat power, but the weapons in his hands are very advanced.
After returning to Hannover, Ling Chen immediately organized an encirclement and suppression plan.
Looking at the map, Ling Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. If they want to take Hamburg, they don't have enough troops.
Weapons and ammunition were not enough, so the group of thieves and robbers who surrounded and suppressed the factories became their top priority.
...
At this time, King Adolf of Sweden just felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark.
According to the latest battle report from the front.
The advance troops he sent out had a fierce battle with Hanover and Long Yan's army half a month ago.
All Swedish troops were killed.
"Where's little Peter!" Adolf shouted angrily.
The aide looked at the military report with a bitter look on his face. Everyone knew that little Peter was Adolf's favorite, and no one wanted to see such a result.
No one wanted to tell Adolf.
Adolf seemed to have aged more than ten years in an instant. He took the military newspaper and read the words written on it.
The advance troops were in dire straits, and Peter was nowhere to be found.
Seeing such news, Adolf was completely shattered.
Adolf was helplessly slumped in the back seat, his eyes dull. The ambitions of this young king seemed to have completely collapsed because of Little Peter's incident.
Completely losing the power to continue.
He waved his hand, dismissed everyone, and sat on the cold throne of Sweden.
All I could think about was little Peter.
He originally just wanted the advance troops to go to the front line to collect information, but he did not expect that these troops would actually venture into the belly of Hanover.
This was originally a very safe military life, but unexpectedly...
"Hey." Adolf sighed.
Although he knew that little Peter would definitely leave him, this was already doomed.
He was the chosen successor of Elizabeth I of Tsarist Russia.
Little Peter will leave sooner or later.
But I didn't expect that he would eventually leave in this way.
Thinking of this, Adolf lamented again and again.
At this moment, a waiter broke into the palace. Seeing the sad expression on the king's face, he didn't know how to speak for a moment.