"Yes, Your Majesty, the Franco-Austrian alliance is crazy now. The French navy was severely damaged not long after it was established, and its morale was greatly affected. Although Austria does not have a navy, these warships are funded by them."
Frederick II raised the corners of his mouth, looked at his Lords for a moment, and murmured: "Okay..."
Although Prussia had strong soldiers and horses, under the coalition forces of France and Austria, this number of troops was obviously not enough.
Right now, we have been passively being beaten, but as soon as the supply of dragon flames arrives, the situation will immediately change.
But looking at the map, Liu Zheng's current fleet is located in the Mediterranean Sea. Although he can directly enter the center of the battle, there is no port where it is easy to land.
Prosperia did not have a single port on the Mediterranean.
Unless Liu Zheng plans to land at the Suez Canal and Nashadir's territory, cross the long wilderness plain, and march into Austria from the land.
Frederick II imagined that he would be killed by Austria before he could wait for Liu Zheng's support.
The time was too long, he couldn't afford to delay, couldn't wait.
"Defend with all our strength, we cannot let those pagans step into our Protestant land."
After leaving these words, Frederick II left. He wanted to write a poem to his lover to commemorate his upcoming death and tell her not to be sad.
At this time in the Mediterranean, since King Yong's supply ship defeated the Franco-Austrian coalition, there was no news from the sea.
No one knew that King Yong's supply ship had sneaked into Nashadir's territory and landed secretly.
Jiang Xuan and Nashadir personally responded.
They didn't know who was commanding the supply ship, so they thought it was Liu Zheng.
But when they saw the person coming, they were stunned.
"King Yong, why are you here? Where is the young master?"
"I'm going to explore the way for you first. How are the things you prepared?"
Jiang Xuan nodded: "Everything is ready, but if all the troops land here..."
Hearing these words, Nashadir was stunned.
That's Long Yan's one million army. If they all land here, if Liu Zheng finds out about his little ninety-nine, won't the country be destroyed?
"No, we will build the first port for Lord Chief Assistant."
After saying that, King Yong mounted Long Yan, and the latest invention designed by Liu Zheng, along with the supplies in the ship, a team of thirty thousand people, disappeared like ghosts in the direction of Austria.
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At this time, the Archduke of Austria, Theresa, was busy quelling the rebellion at home, but at the same time, she was also always paying attention to the news at sea.
Ever since she learned that the French navy was defeated by Long Yan's supply ship, Teresa had a sad look on her face.
This time she deeply understood the terror of the Dragon Flame Fleet. France's so-called strongest naval fleet in Europe was defeated.
In the Mediterranean, the Principality of Austria has a port where you can land.
As soon as she got the news, Teresa stationed heavy troops at these ports, trying to prevent the Long Yan people from successfully landing.
But time passed by, and it was three days, and the Mediterranean Sea was calm.
The vanguard of the seven Dragon Flames seemed to have evaporated out of thin air, leaving no trace at all.
"No news yet?" Teresa frowned.
"No, and our port has not been attacked by the Dragon Flame Fleet until now."
Teresa fell into deep thought and looked at the map of Europe. Long Yan did have a port in Suez where they could land, but it was impossible to attack Europe from there because the detour would be too far.
It will take at least seven days to ride a horse, and it may be even slower if you march on foot.
Teresa narrowed her beautiful eyes and thought hard about what these mysterious dragon flamers were doing.
At this time, she received news that shocked Europe. This chapter has been completed!