Chapter 340: How Many Troops Can You Send?
Zhao Hongyu has been working on this idea for a day or two, Lisbon has come to the rental industry, how can there be no one on the French side.
He wanted to make ten or eight concessions on the European side.
Mary's heart was also moved when she heard this.
She still heard about the combat effectiveness of the Song Empire in the Americas.
Although she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, it wouldn't be too bad for people to say by word of mouth.
Besides, the musket tactics of Europe today were still transmitted from the Americas.
The inventor of this tactic is the Song Empire, isn't it?
With their help, it will not be difficult to deal with the Holy Roman Empire, after all, the soldiers of the Song Empire can fight against their own enemies, which is not news.
As for the concession, Mary, of course, would not refuse.
Zhao Hongyu's concession will give money, and all he wants is some wasteland, what's so difficult about this.
It's better to keep the wasteland there and get some money back.
You must know that the royal family's finances are also very tight these years.
Therefore, Mary immediately agreed to the matter of the concession without any hesitation.
This made Zhao Hongyu a little dizzy.
But think about it, no matter how smart people are in this era, it is impossible for her to think of the real purpose of the concession.
As long as the agreement is signed, it is useless for them to regret it in the future.
The 99-year contract is written in white and black, even if you want to rely on it, you can't rely on it.
If it's really a debt, then it's still against Zhao Hongyu.
He'll have an excuse then, won't he?
"There is no problem with the concession at all, I will carve out a piece of wasteland according to the size of Lisbon and give it to you. You can give me as much rent as you want in that concession in Lisbon. However, I hope that the conditions of your cooperation with me can be improved a little more. ”
After happily agreeing to Zhao Hongyu's concession proposal, Mary returned to the issue of cooperation.
"So how much do you want?" , Zhao Hongyu asked.
"One and a half million silver livres a year, and a ration for five thousand people for three years. And the soldiers you sent, I hope more than five thousand. Mary said her terms.
"The Holy Roman Empire has a standing army of 80,000 people, and if I want to go to war against Spain and defend against the Holy Roman Empire at the same time, then we in France must have 150,000 military strength, but even with your financial assistance, I can only stop the army of 80,000, and use 50,000 against Spain, and the remaining three people will be used to defend against the Holy Roman Empire."
Mary said some of her difficulties here, and analyzed the situation to Zhao Hongyu, and at the same time let Zhao Hongyu understand why she would ask Zhao Hongyu to send more soldiers.
It's just that Mary doesn't know what to say. She wanted Zhao Hongyu to send more troops over, and this request was in Zhao Hongyu's arms.
Originally, Zhao Hongyu wanted to send more soldiers, but considering that he might be rejected by Mary, he said that there were only 2,000 people.
But to his surprise, Mary now asked herself to send more than 5,000 troops to assist France in defending the Holy Roman Empire.
Zhao Hongyu sneered in his heart, but he was afraid that it would be easy for Mary to invite God and send God.
However, Zhao Hongyu would not say these words, and even his face was a little embarrassed.
"It's easy to say that the problem of funding. But it's a bit difficult to have so many troops. I don't have many armies in my territory, and if my father were to find out about this, he would surely blame me. ”
He did not say that there were no soldiers in the Song Empire, but that there were not so many soldiers in his territory.
Hearing this, Mary looked at Zhao Hongyu curiously and said, "What." Isn't what you're planning now a resolution of the Song Empire? ”
Zhao Hongyu smiled bitterly and replied, "Of course not, my father is a person who likes peace. He wouldn't do such a thing, these are my personal decisions, I want to expand my territory. ”
Zhao Hongyu's face is not red when he lies.
"So how many soldiers can you send."
Heard Zhao Hongyu say this. Mary was somewhat disappointed.
However, just by virtue of his own decision, he was able to provide so much financial assistance, which shows that the crown prince of the Song Empire in the Americas is still very strong.
At least, Mary thought she wouldn't be able to come up with such a large sum of money.
Zhao Hongyu thought about it, the Somali Legion and the Gurkha Legion on the Quebec side have almost 30,000 people, and if these people are sent to Europe, it should reduce the pressure on the American Chinese germline genetic people.
Thinking of this, Zhao Hongyu pretended to be very embarrassed and said: "30,000 people, I can only send 30,000 people to assist you, any more will be beyond my personal limit." After all, I still have to leave some soldiers behind to protect the territory, so I can't send them all. ”
Mary gasped and said to herself: "My mother, is it still embarrassing to have 30,000 people?" With these 30,000 people, my pressure can be greatly reduced.
Moreover, this is only the military power of the crown prince's own territory, if he waits until he is in charge of the Song Empire, the military power he can control is not even more.
At this point, Mary had a big deviation in her perception of the Song Empire.
Of course, these are all deliberately done by Zhao Hongyu.
Subsequently, Mary and Zhao Hongyu began a detailed discussion on the details.
Well, there is still cooperation about military operations and cooperation against other countries, and this kind of thing always has to be discussed before it can be agreed.
Therefore, Zhao Hongyu is very patient.
After all, the current development is proceeding smoothly towards his goal, and what Zhao Hongyu has to do is to come step by step.
On the other side, Sara and Emma, as well as Louis XIII and Gaston II the Younger, enjoyed tea in the garden. They didn't participate in the conversation between Zhao Hongyu and Mary.
The Duke of Orleans was accompanying the women of the Samue family.
"Is America pretty? I really want to go to the Americas, I've heard a lot of people talk about the American continent, and they say that the scenery is beautiful, but unfortunately I'm not free at all because I'm the crown prince. ”
Little Louis XIII asked curiously.
"Of course it's beautiful, it's my hometown. And now that the city is under construction, it will only get more and more beautiful. There's also a lot of delicious food, and I like beef ramen, which you don't have here. ”
Emma is still young after all, and she immediately talks about her hometown.
Fortunately, at this time, little Louis XIII simply longed for the Americas, and did not have any other thoughts, otherwise the simple little Emma might not have been tricked out of many secrets.
Fortunately, Sara was by her side, translating for her.
Therefore, it is guaranteed that some confidential issues will not be leaked.
"Ramen? What kind of food is ramen and is it delicious? ”
Little Louis XIII had never heard of ramen, so he was curious.
"Ah, I can't tell, but it's delicious. As long as I want my husband to take me to eat, there is a noodle restaurant on the pier in Manhattan City, and the owner is very good. ”
Sara continued to translate.
"You're beautiful, please allow me to pursue you? I think you're really wasting your beauty with that ugly bastard with a scar on his face. ”
At this time, Gaston II, who was sitting next to Louis XIII Jr., suddenly interjected and said.
"Gaston, how can you say such a thing!"
Louis XIII scolded.
Sara's face also turned blue, and she was well aware of the virtues of this Gaston II.
"Sarah, what is this chubby guy talking about?"
Emma doesn't understand French, so she can only ask Sarah.
"Nothing."
Sara didn't want to translate Gaston's words to Emma, or something would happen.
It's unbearable to say that their husbands are ugly.
Especially Zhao Hongyu is in Emma's heart, a husband with a high status.
If Emma knew what Gaston was talking about, then God knows what Emma would do.
You must know that the women of Moxican sometimes do extreme things in order to protect the honor of their husbands.
Especially Sara knows that under Emma's cute appearance, it is definitely a fierce little female leopard.
Dual cultivation of civil and military affairs, that is not in vain.
Emma's teacher was the most violent Song Hu, and Emma had learned the martial arts that later generations specialized in killing people.
"Am I wrong, that guy is just a gossip, a beautiful girl like Emma is really tyrannical to follow him, only I, Gaston II, are worthy of her, such a lovely little girl should be loved by me, not the indigenous chief."
Gaston II was really spoiled, and he had no idea how powerful the 'indigenous chieftain' he was talking about.
"Gaston! I really think that sometimes you are an idiot, do you think that everyone in this world should be afraid of your identity and status? In fact, you don't know the Tao at all, and your identity and status are not even fart in the eyes of some people. ”
Louis XIII Jr. rebuked Gaston II in a very unkind tone.
Yes, he is not an idiot like Gaston II, although he is very young, he still knows the strength of the Song Empire in the Americas.
He's not Gaston's unlearned guy.
If his words were translated by Sarah, they would have caused diplomatic disputes or even wars.
It is precisely because of this that little Louis XIII did not give him a good look at all.
"Don't think that you are the crown prince and talk to me like this, tell you that I also have the same right to inherit the throne, as long as you do not become the king of France for a day, then you cannot dictate to me!"
The little fat man said to little Louis XIII with a hideous face.
Idiot!
"Thank you so much Count Sara for not translating his words, thank you very much."
Little Louis XIII ignored the angry Chubby, but turned to Sara and bowed in thanks. (To be continued.) )