Contrary to the expectations of various domestic forces, the National Army did not engage in the civil war.
Sean first reorganized the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd divisions of the National Army into the 1st Corps of the National Army, and the 4th, 5th, and 6th divisions into the 2nd Corps.
The National Army's 7th and 8th divisions marched northwest. Before the heavy snow closed the mountains in winter, these two divisions, together with Grant and Dalhou's troops, were reorganized into the 3rd and 4th corps, respectively.
Grant and Dalhou were the commanders. These two regiments formed the Western Front, with Granger as the commander of the front and Dalhou as the deputy, presiding over the battle against the Belis.
The strength of the 3rd Army and the 4th Army, which had not doubled, put great pressure on the Bili people. The war that had lasted for several years had greatly reduced the population of adult men in the Bili people, and the people's livelihood was in decline. The stubborn Bili people
The old emperor died of illness, and the succeeding emperor wanted to end this endless war as soon as possible.
Against this background, the Bili people finally picked up the olive branch thrown by Sean and put forward suggestions for ending the war with dignity.
Sean accepted this suggestion, and on January 12 of the following year, representatives from both sides reached a ceasefire and withdrawal agreement in the Snow Mountain Province. The Belis would withdraw any personnel from Europa territory and return Europa prisoners, and the National Army promised not to leave.
There are more than one division of troops stationed in Snow Mountain Province - the Belis army has lost the courage to fight the National Army.
Therefore, in the spring of 1839, Sean could mobilize as many as 120,000 troops. This was only the regular army, and did not include local militia and security forces.
In addition to the need to reorganize the troops and deal with the worries of the Billis, one of the reasons why Sean's troops have not joined the civil war is that the werewolves appeared again.
The scale of the werewolves this time was far greater than last time. Their number even reached nearly 10,000. According to intelligence, the werewolves showed signs of militarization and their actions were quite systematic. They disrupted the two western provinces of Guineapolis.
It was so messed up that it seriously affected the stability of Sean's rear.
For this reason, Sean had to send the 2nd Legion to encircle and suppress the werewolves.
On the plains west of Guinepoli, Sean galloped on his horse.
The land here was originally fertile farmland, but now it is overgrown with weeds, and a large number of people have fled, leaving the land deserted. In 1837, although Sean had troops stationed in Guineapolis, all his focus was on the north at that time.
The countryside is becoming increasingly dilapidated due to a lack of order and is full of bandits.
Looking back now, Sean spent a lot of effort to stabilize the place. With the advice of Adrian Major and others, he encouraged farmers to farm in the name of the Confederacy and promised to waive any taxes for three years.
As long as someone is willing to farm the abandoned land, the land will belong to whoever the original owner is, and the return of the original owner will not be recognized by the court.
If there is two years of rest and recuperation, the plains here will realize their huge war potential, and at least Sean's army of more than 100,000 will not have to rely on transporting food from Genoa.
Standing high up, Sean looked out over the spring wilderness.
Under the clear blue sky, the green grass is covered with wild flowers of different colors. The breeze blows, and the wild flowers smell fragrant.
Sean came here from Daguerre this time. The main purpose was to go to the 3rd Army Corps to inspect the wolf suppression operation.
"Adrian, is there any big news in Genoa recently?" Sean asked.
Major came over from Genoa just now, so Sean asked this question.
"Commander-in-Chief, do you remember Ambrose Hill?" Major asked.
"Ambrose Hill? Well, this name sounds familiar, but I can't remember it at the moment. Sorry, what does he do?" Sean asked.
"He was originally a professor at the Divinity School of the University of Poitou!" Major reminded.
"Oh, it turned out to be him." Sean suddenly realized, "So, has this great explorer come back alive? Time flies so fast, ten years have passed."
"From what you're saying, do you think he won't come back?" Major asked curiously.
"Frankly speaking, I just wanted to send him away at that time, so I agreed to let him go on a global expedition." Sean said, "You know, those professors in the seminary are redundant to me.
But it was impossible to expel them at that time. People always had to have some faith, and the church at that time was quite powerful in Genoa."
"But this Professor Hill caused a sensation in Poitou." Major's expression was very wonderful.
"I must have missed something." Sean said.
"This former God fanatic visited the brothels and taverns of Poitou as soon as he returned to Poitou, and then openly urinated at the door of the Soya Church."
Sean was stunned: "What's wrong with him?"
"Professor Hill claims that we are from alien planets and are just the descendants of survivors in the universe. God is just a fiction, a concept created by our ancestors to anesthetize people." Major said, "He claims that he is a man in the southern part of the Southern Ocean.
He saw an ancient human ruin on the island, and a strange machine there showed him the facts about the origin of humankind. He also said that human beings, bloodthirsty people, blood warriors, werewolves and even murlocs were all aliens and not created by God.
species, but humans have the last laugh.”
"Does anyone believe it?" Sean asked.
"Everyone said he was degenerate and talking nonsense. Bishop Shakri said he had been controlled by the devil, his mind was lost, and there was no cure. He should be sent to a lunatic asylum." Major said, "In short, the people of Poitou are now
Everyone is talking about this professor, and it is a pity. Fortunately, this professor did not hurt others, he only knew how to play with women and drink alcohol, so no one sent him to the lunatic asylum."
"Where was the person who went with him?" Sean asked.
"Only he and some sailors came back alive." Major said, "I guess there must be something unbearable to look back on. The University of Poitou held a welcome banquet for him. Professor Hill said that apart from diseases, those people
In addition to being killed by local barbarians, most of them committed suicide because of their broken faith."
"I'm sorry, I want to meet Professor Hill." Sean said, "I'm very interested in his experience."
"I will write immediately to convey your request." Major said immediately, "However, in view of your humble position, your time is very precious, and there is no need to waste it on such a person."
"No!" Sean shook his head, looking at the wilderness, "As for the origin of human beings, we have to figure it out eventually. In fact, Professor Hill's discovery is exactly what I had guessed before. Just like werewolves, in their own ancient legends
, have always claimed that they are also the masters of this world, not to mention bloodthirsty. Even so, this cannot change our determination to eliminate all aliens."
"You actually believe Professor Hill's crazy words?" Major asked in surprise.
"Okay, let's not discuss this for now." Sean smiled. "In the simplest terms, all aliens deserve to die, but this does not prevent me from admitting that they share a common origin with humans. Let us get rid of the werewolves first.