In the next three days and three nights, General Andrew, who had just escaped from the shackles of official documents, was entangled by Tang En again. The professor who was completely addicted to this was always asking the general for basic theories and common sense of application of super limit warfare. For his own interests, Andrew was rarely diligent and patiently explained to the Irish people the methods he could know, and truly reached the state of knowing everything and saying everything.

After repeated consideration and confirmation with Andrew, Tang En recorded all the documents one by one. After a few days, a basket of documents was piled up, and Tang En was satisfied, but Andrew was exhausted and hoarse, and his voice was hoarse.

On April 12, standing on the tall city wall and watching Tang En leave, Andrew knew that the British were in trouble. The Irish were hostile to the British as much as the Chinese were hostile to the Japanese pirates. In this battle between life and death and not restricted by the rules of fighting, no matter which side of the British or the Irish finally won, the biggest winner was still what he earned, and perhaps the revolutionary France should be added. As the saying goes, the snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman gained profits.

It is not realistic to implement a war of over-limits without being noticed by the British. No matter how ignorant the British cabinet bureaucrats are, they cannot be so stupid. Therefore, the development of the war of over-limits will not only cause great damage to the British mainland, but also have an even greater degree of harm to Ireland itself. Once blood is released, it cannot be solved by simple comfort and suppression. Endless revenge and counter-retaliation will be imposed on the people of both countries forever.

Looking back on the 21st century, the Americans were so powerful that as the only superpower in the world, they were tortured by a small pamphlet led by Laden and were truly in panic on the American mainland. Despite the extremely expensive cost, they still failed to effectively prevent terrorism from attacking the United States continuously on a global scale.

Andrew is familiar with history, and of course he understands the great significance of the Industrial Revolution to modern Britain. No matter what advanced weapons he invented and created, with its strong scientific and technological strength and industrial foundation, the British could imitate, improve, or even innovate in a very short time. All of this is incomparable to France in a state of war for a long time.

For this reason, Andrew racked his brains and spent several days premeditatedly sending Pandora's box to Donn and his Irish comrades. Once this devil's gift was opened in England, it would inevitably seriously disrupt the development process of the British industrial revolution and win valuable time for France to catch up.

During this period, Andrew repeatedly emphasized the key point that he asked the Irish to kidnap and assassinate famous British scientists and technicians in history. The list was drafted by Andrew, mainly including Watt, the inventor of the steam engine, Cartwright, the inventor of the water conservancy loom, and the Modsley technician who used sliding knife holders to create precision lathes, etc.; there were also British chemists: Black, Cavendish, Dalton, etc.; British physicists: Thomas Young, David, Brown, etc.

The relationship between countries is despicable and impermanent. It is Andrew's motto to use any means to achieve his goal. Andrew just hopes that the French navy can become stronger as soon as possible and can retain some seeds of restoration for the poor Irish. But before that, the Irish must fight alone and endure at least several years of pain.

After seeing off Professor Tangen, Andrew welcomed another envoy from the National Convention, Councillor Vandom, who is also an old friend of General Andrew. He once gave Andrew a pocket watch in a tavern in the town of Kori, near Toulon.

The envoy of Vendorm brought the latest resolution of the National Convention, one was the award order and the other was the transfer order.

The award order was publicly issued, and it was a special resolution passed by the National Convention a month ago: Lieutenant General Andrew was promoted to General of the Republic of Army, and his honorary member of the National Convention was changed to a formal member of the National Convention, and the position of First Deputy Minister of the Army was retained. At the same time, the rewards and promotions for those who have been meritorious in this battle will be signed by General Andrew and can take effect. You only need to report to the Army for filing later.

The award order did not mention any material rewards. Andrew understood that it was the power in Paris who was poor. Even if he used Princess Sophia as a hostage to extort the ransom of the Spanish royal family, the National Convention secretly informed Balas and asked him to order Andrew to pay at least a normal ransom in the name of the father-in-law of the mountain general to use the disaster relief of the refugees in the Wandering Refugees. Although the greedy Andrew was not very happy, he had to accept it all, but he used this to obtain a quota for his subordinates, Lieutenant Colonel Dawu, to be promoted to the brigade general of the Republic.

The transfer order is a secret document, which is only circulated between Andrew, Milière and Vendorm. In the letter, Balas, on behalf of the Public Security Committee, asked Andrew to hand over all government affairs to Representative Vendorm and Father Benier within 15 days of receiving the transfer order, and the regional defense was managed by the National Self-Defense Forces sent by the Nantes. Andrew himself will lead his Vanderman and the reinforcements of the Toulon Legion to the Pyrenees, merge with the original Pyrenees, form a new Pyrenees, and serve as the supreme commander of the legion. Milière continues to serve as the commissioner of the new legion.

The transfer order also required that Commander Andrew should expand and train the Pyrenees to transform it from a second-rate legion into a first-class legion, and the number of officers and soldiers belongs to the commander himself. The transfer order finally emphasized that Andrew would be fully responsible for organizing war preparations against Spain. Once the National Convention's representatives broke down with the Spanish cabinet negotiations, the Pyrenees led by General Shanyue must cross the Pyrenees in February and march towards Madrid.

The award order announced was warmly cheered by the legion. In the city square, General Andrew personally promoted the ranks of a group of senior officers.

Lieutenant Colonel Dawu was promoted to brigade general through two levels and entered the ranks of generals;

Lieutenant Colonel Xiade, Lieutenant Colonel Mura and Lieutenant Colonel Xiushi were promoted to the rank of colonel at the same time;

Major Neck and Major Lee Shidori were promoted to lieutenant colonel;

Captain St. Martin was promoted to Major.

…

The National Convention and the Army did not discuss the material rewards for officers and soldiers. Commander Andrew had no choice but to give up his love, including tears, and took out his old capital and fulfilled his previous promises one by one.

Looking at the tens of thousands of cheering officers and soldiers in front of him, Andrew cursed viciously in his heart: "Damn it, I spit out nearly 200,000 gold francs today. Another day, I will definitely charge twice as much as 1 million, no! 2 million, or less, yes, it will be 20 million. Regardless of whether the representatives of the National Convention have negotiated with the Spanish, I will definitely cross the Pyrenees."

General Andrew's fortune was good. He had just sent 200,000 gold francs, but he used the Spanish royal family to send 1.2 million gold coins, asking Andrew to release Princess Sophia immediately. Before the inventory was completed, Commander Andrew was ecstatic and immediately ordered "request" Princess Sophia to return to China with the Spanish envoy. But he ran back and forth to report to the guards, but said that Princess Sophia could not go on the road with illness because she was occasionally infected with the wind and cold, so she needed to rest for a while.

Although the Spanish envoy who learned about this unfortunate news was unhappy, it was because he could not bear the inferior food and simple living here. Not only did he lack singing and dancing, but he also had no beauties to accompany him. What made him even more disgusted was that countless people pointed and commented on his outfit. But Princess Sophia was a big deal, and even if the envoy had more dissatisfaction, he could only vent his heart. He could only stay in Laroche City and wait patiently for the princess's condition to improve.

Andrew was not happy either, so he began to panic that the world was filled with all kinds of yellow reading books about him and Princess Sophia, but Princess Sophia ignored it and still pestered Andrew every day, and the "Kai" kept calling out. He imagined that Princess Sophia was pretending to be sick and just wanted to stay with him more, but Andrew did not dare to do it again. Perhaps in a few months, the blue legion led by him will attack Princess Sophia's motherland. Ending this fruitless relationship as soon as possible has become an urgent need for Commander Andrew to solve.

In mid-April, the long-lost old housekeeper Sandro and the orderly officer Ulysses also ran to La Roche. Sandro brought a large group of joint caravans, but Ulyses attracted more than 200 fully armed Jewish military academy students.

As soon as they met, Sandro expressed his deep apology to Andrew again. He emphasized that he and Elder Nikolachi and many other Jewish merchants who believed in the Mountain General would continue to support Andrew as usual, and never leave them forever. The Jewish military academy led by Julissis fulfilled the promises previously reached by both sides. These Jewish young people were secretly sent by Elder Nikolachi and others to study in Europe a few years ago. After receiving the secret order from the Jewish elders, they resolutely gave up their studies in their respective military academies and collectively defected to Andrew's army to serve them at any time.

"Who said that the Jews did not keep their promises? At least the old housekeeper in front of them did not belong to that category."

After properly soothing Sandro's mood, Andrew first asked Major St. Martin to help him arrange for Jewish officers who joined the army. He personally received merchants from Paris and all over Europe in a newly restored church hall. That night, Andrew made a special trip to hold a grand auction for them, inviting all guests to attend, and also asked his own guard to guard the church to prevent idle people from peeping at the immoral transactions between Andrew and the profiteers.

When night fell and when the lights first came, the mountain general in military uniform and energetic walked into the church accompanied by Sandro. Thunderous applause immediately sounded. Everyone stood in front of the temporary long table to welcome General Andrew. They were all profiteers, with all kinds of false smiles on their faces, and they worshiped each other, as if they were paying homage to the saints.

What Andrew was interested in was the bulging gold coins in the purse of the prodigal merchants, and he didn't mind that countless hands were covered with the smell of copper and touched his extremely neat general's uniform. He smiled and greeted the merchants enthusiastically, and walked up to the rostrum in the cracks of the crowd.

"Citizens, please sit down." Andrew smiled and asked everyone to sit down, and the first sentence he said to compliment them. "I am on behalf of the legion, thank you for traveling thousands of miles to Laroche City. It is a benefit and a common interest. Let us all be together. Your support will be Andrew's magic weapon to obtain the next greater victory."

"Long live the general!" The prodigal merchants began to scream excitedly, as if General Andrew on the stage had promised them countless benefits.

Andrew waited until the cheers subsided slightly and continued:

"Andrew is a soldier and likes to speak straightforwardly. Before the auction begins, I solemnly announce something to everyone. In the future, as long as it is within the legion under my jurisdiction, all the auction of spoils and the procurement of military logistics will be entrusted to everyone present. I fully entrust the Butler Sandro to take charge of my specific matters. I don't worry about his work!

Butler Sandro once told you that now, I will repeat that your legitimate interests are absolutely protected by the Legion. Whether in France or in other lands, as long as it is an area that Andrew and his Blue Legion can control, your path will be smooth. This is not only a promise, but also a contract. Perhaps in the future, the entire European continent will become your free trade!”

After a few warm opening remarks, Andrew signaled that Sandro's auction could begin.

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"This is a silver cup produced in the 15th century, and it was used by Joan of Arc back then. It was originally collected in a church and started at 200 gold coins." Sandro once again held up a silverware and loudly explained the origin of the auction items to the merchants below.

"I'll give out 400 gold coins!"

"I'll give out 600 gold coins!"

"I'll give out 1,000 gold coins!"

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Andrew stood aside, watching the profiteers keep shouting high prices, and a greedy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was very lively. In addition, one day, he went to Madrid. Haha, how many gold coins do these merchants need to bring to exchange for those valuable things?

Just when he was secretly proud, a not-too-familiar acquaintance among the merchants was looking at Andrew, and from the man's flashing eyes and hesitant expression, he seemed to be thinking about something.

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Seeing the prodigal merchants making a fuss all night, Andrew didn't get up from bed until noon the next day, and after lunch simply, he rushed to visit the group of Jewish children.

Not far from the barracks, Andrew heard a sound of rifle, followed by cheers. When he approached, he saw a large group of officers and soldiers from the rifle barracks, together with the Jewish military cadets, gathered under a big sycamore tree, watching a shooting performance of a young man.

The young man's outfit was still dressed as a military academy student, wearing a Jewish hat, and was holding up a loaded rifle, carefully aiming at an empty wine bottle placed 200 meters away.

With a "bang", the wine bottle broke, and applause and cheers sounded again in the crowd.

"Felt, you are so awesome. You shot eight times and you hit them all!"

"Yes, Felter teaches us!"

"If Commander Andrew sees it, you will definitely reward you!"

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Everyone praised the veterans of the Fu Bang and their officers on the side were all compliments on the young man who shot, which made the person named Fert feel a little fluttery and complacent, making him lose his mind and look down on him.

"Which brother helped me move the bottle to a 300-meter position, I can let everyone see my unique skills again." Fert said loudly to the crowd, and immediately a corporal from the rifle battalion came to play.

"No need to 300 meters, corporal, move him to 100 meters!" A familiar voice sounded in the veterans' ears.

"General Andrew is here!"

"Long live the general!"

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Everyone shouted and flashed a path to let Andrew go forward.

Fert, who was originally unhappy, saw the commander coming to him and hurriedly lowered his gun to pay tribute. Andrew looked at the young man under 18 years old expressionlessly and asked coldly: "Are you in your heart disgusted with what I just said?"

"Yes, no, no," Felt's speech was a little confused and his tongue began to disturb him.

"Okay, we've done an experiment now. If you can get the empty wine bottle 100 meters away from the 20 seconds of loading under my gunshots, I'll be promoted to captain, how about?" Andrew signaled Colonel Shush, who was watching the fun in the crowd, to bring him five short guns.

Note: The initial rank of general military academy students in the military camp is basically warrant officers. After 3 months of training, they will start to be promoted based on their abilities.

"Of course, it can be done!" Felt felt a little angry. It was because the general in front of him underestimated his ability too much.

"Okay, I count to three, and you start loading!"

"one"

"two"

"three"

As soon as the three sounds fell, Fert quickly grabbed the fire and toolbar on the table and prepared to fill the gun chamber.

With a "bang", Andrew raised a short gun in Felt's ear and pulled the trigger. The gunshot was not loud, but it scared Felt and the loading movement slowed down significantly.

The second "bang" sound, "Continue to load!" Andrew shouted loudly, and Felt's eyes and hands and feet began to tremble.

The third "bang" sound, "Release quickly!" Andrew continued to shout. Fert overturned the fire bag in panic, but put the projectile into the chamber first.

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After 20 seconds passed quickly, Felter still failed to complete the loading procedure. The rifle fell aside. He was so scared that he squatted on the ground and hugged his head and cried bitterly because of the constant sound of gunfire in his ears.

"Get up, coward!" Andrew cursed without hesitation, and kicked hard.

"On the battlefield, an excellent rifleman can load and fire 5 to 6 times in a minute. And you just load under my gunshots less than once. I am really ashamed of your instructor. Colonel Shush!" Andrew looked straight and turned to Colonel Shush, shouting loudly, "All Jewish military academy students go to the grassroots level and act as soldiers, and all of them start over. In March, I will come again to inspect, and all the unqualified people will be sent home. And you, my Colonel Shush, if such situations that do not satisfy me continue to occur, you will become a captain immediately! Do you understand?"

"Report to General, Xiushi understand!" Colonel Xiushi was startled, and quickly stood attentively and replied respectfully to the commander.

Andrew nodded and turned away from the crowd without saying a word. Behind him, there was still silent, only Felt continued to cry.

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"General, are you too strict? After all, they are still children, children in their teens!" Colonel Xiade, who had just walked a few steps, rushed up and complained to General Andrew, because he blamed the Legion Commander for the reprimanding of the Jewish military academy students too strictly.

"Is that so? Xiade." Andrew did not blame his most trusted subordinate for his rudeness, but just sighed, stopped, turned around and said:

"Sweat more often in normal times and bleed less during wartime. Isn't this the slogan you often teach the cavalry regiment? Yes, they are children, all of them are seventeen or eighteen years old, but they are soldiers and future officers. They all shoulder the responsibility of protecting their subordinates, and perhaps they will have to complete their mission of restoring the country in the future. I don't want them to leave cold bodies after they walk onto the battlefield. Instead of doing this, it's better to let them go home early to rest, help their parents manage their business, and spend their lives in a dull manner."

"But the general's tone should seem to be friendly so that they can be more acceptable." Colonel Shade's heart was soft, just as he loved Andrew's previous orderly soldiers, Julissis.

"Friendship? Ridiculous! On the battlefield, the enemy you face does not have any friendship, it is the reality of your death. A little panic and irrationality can send them to hell, say something more serious, and destroy the entire legion. Like my nation, the Jewish nation has experienced too many sufferings. They lack confidence and courage, like to rely on others, and want to restore the country, they can only rely on themselves. Anyone, including you and me, is just a supporter from the side and cannot take care of everything. Don't worry, for a while, they will understand my good intentions." Andrew patted Colonel Xiade's shoulder, then walked away, leaving Xiade standing blankly, recalling the general's conversation.
Chapter completed!