"Why can't you fight guerrillas? Didn't you say that the best way to defeat the strong is to let the other person know that it hurts? And New Mexico has two areas the size of France, can't they still run away? ”

Friedrich asked with some confusion, after all, although he had not seen it with his own eyes, the British had indeed planted on Kalimantan Island, and it was not a small army.

New Mexico at this time is the name of Mexico, which is actually equivalent to Nevada + Utah + Arizona + New Mexico + Colorado in the United States at this time.

"That's a brigade, more than 5,000 people, and warship artillery." Friedrich sighed in his heart that if Franz hadn't made a reconnaissance balloon, he would have been blind when he got to that kind of terrain, and maybe he would have followed in the footsteps of the British.

In fact, this was unlikely, because the Austrian army was much more numerous than the British, and was well equipped and had a large number of marines, which was much better than the British garrisons in India and Southeast Asia.

Moreover, even against the British, Nanming's army could not attack head-on, and only dared to use sneak attack tactics after the former divided his troops.

"Uncle Friedrich, in addition to the complex and vast terrain required to fight guerrilla warfare, it also needed a popular base. This is the only way to keep supplies and keep the enemy in the dark.

Then the principle that the enemy advances and we retreat, the enemy is stationed and disturbs us, the enemy is tired and we fight, and the enemy retreats and we pursue, otherwise these words can only stay on paper.

Now New Mexico simply doesn't have that condition, and we can't expect Tasan Anna to pull off miracles.

Unless there is a fool who wants to occupy all of Mexico in one fell swoop. Franz analyzed.

At this time, Louis Philippe in the Tuileries Palace in Paris, and Winfield, commander of the Second American Expeditionary Force in Veracruz, sneezed at the same time.

"Well, it seems that the Mexicans are completely out of hope. Then why not let my eldest brother go, he is very good at war on land and at the same time idle.

The commander of the garrison of Vienna was indeed an honor, but not for Albrecht.

Then I will take the fleet and send the entire US Navy to the bottom of the Atlantic. Friedrich felt that the situation was actually far less bad than Franz had suggested, because he felt that the Americans were simply vulnerable.

In particular, it is simply stupid to divide the navy into forces. The Navy should concentrate on fighting, and the Americans, in Friedrich's eyes, completely lack common sense in naval warfare.

In fact, the U.S. Navy has not fought many serious naval battles, and they have fought more broken engagements. They're more like pirates than the navy, and they're the kind of pirates who don't go into the stream

"It can't be! The United States has not declared war on us, and we cannot declare war on them. ”

"Can't you beat it?"

"Beat it."

"Then why not fight?"

"Because you can't fight, at least not now."

"What a hassle!"

"Politics is what it is. When we do not have absolute strength, we may be the ones who suffer in the end. ”

"So what am I going to do? Traveling? ”

"I need you to send a shipment of humanitarian supplies and about 12,000 Ambrera Security employees to Mexico."

"Isn't that still going to war?"

"We're not going to fight, we're going to deliver supplies and labor. The Mexican-American War was fought between the United States and Mexico. Austria is just a bystander, and this will not change. ”

Friedrich sighed helplessly.

"It's up to you. And what if the US Navy takes the initiative to attack my fleet? ”

"No way, the Americans don't have that guts." Franz gave his own judgment.

"What if, I mean? Who would have imagined that an ant could bite off a piece of meat from an elephant? And the Americans are much larger than the ants in Southeast Asia.

By the way, I would like to mention. It's not like you, Franz.

You're usually old-fashioned and confident, but you don't judge blindly.

Is it puberty? That Japanese woman has no breasts. I've also heard that you often roll on the grass with your playmates. ”

Friedrich suddenly realized something.

"You don't like men like the ancient Greeks, do you?"

In fact, many of the ancient Greek philosophers we know did have this hobby, and it was considered a noble behavior and hobby in the society of the time.

The previous words did remind Franz that he did have a gaffe, but the back was really a bit off.

I don't want to argue about such a meaningless matter, but if I don't clarify it quickly, I'm afraid the rumors will become more and more outrageous.

"No, I like women."

"It's even more suspicious to deny it so quickly." Friedrich looked suspicious.

"What's there to doubt about this?" Franz said casually.

"You prove it." Friedrich said defiantly.

"The ancestral teachings mentioned that royals will never prove themselves." Franz wanted to put an end to the topic.

"Don't be so boring, you're fourteen years old, and you don't know how many bastards there are like you.

And you're old enough to hire a health worker, your mother won't leave it alone, right? Friedrich remained unrelenting.

"Uncle Friedrich, how come I haven't heard that you have an illegitimate child?" Franz asked rhetorically.

"I, I, I, I, I. I went to a military school, and then I fought in the north and south all day long, how can I have time! Friedrich immediately choked.

"Then I suspect you like men."

"I don't like men!"

"Then prove it!"

"You boy, can't the Omani princess I brought back prove everything?"

"Well, I'll ask Princess Sneika if you have done anything to her."

"Don't go, I've got you kid."

"Uncle Friedrich, it's hard to prove yourself." Franz wants to say that this kind of PUA trap of the bad streets of later generations is quite useful, and at the same time, he also laments that the wisdom of the ancients can actually prevent falling into the logical trap of later generations.

"You kid! You, you, you," Friedrich is not very sociable, and he doesn't even know what to say for a while.

"Tell me about you." Franz decided to divert the subject: "That Princess Sneka is beautiful, you have a good eye. What do you think? Willing to sacrifice your life for the Empire? ”

Friedrich also breathed a sigh of relief, but a complicated expression appeared on his face.

"Beautiful, smart and Dutch. It's just that I feel that she approached me on purpose, and her motives may not be pure. And the other party is a heretic, will His Majesty the Emperor and the Church agree? ”

"Didn't the ancestors say that it is foolish to look for love in marriage? But if you really like her, then rely on your own strength to conquer her. ”

Franz did not expect that one day he would use such words to persuade others, but such words are indeed easier to understand for people of this era.

"How to conquer me is only 1.58 meters, she is taller than me"

Franz held his forehead, then patted Friedrich on the shoulder.

"Don't think about it with your height, but the so-called strength is not only physical, but also mental and national.

Specifically, you can use your constant victories and the strength of your empire to make her learn to truly love you. ”

(End of chapter)