The Sun Never Sets In Spain

On the way to the barracks, Alfonso has been thinking about food.

Spain’s traditional grain-growing area-Castile-Leon is currently in the hands of the free government. Alfonso has no idea about their level of governance and production capacity.

And even if there is surplus food, it is probably all used in exchange for foreign exchange to buy artillery.

But agricultural production is a very complicated issue, and he can't think of anything on his own.

He is not an agricultural expert himself. In his previous life, he was a major in history. The only agricultural knowledge he currently has comes from his previous studies in Paris.

"Why didn't the Minister of Agriculture come just now?" Alfonso asked Garcia, turning his head. He felt that he still had to communicate with professionals.

However, the Minister of Agriculture and the Admiral of the Army are not a system, and Garcia is also a little confused about this issue.

It was Adolf who helped answer this question: "My dad meant to see his own person first, and Minister Fidel is just an ordinary colleague.

Your Highness, if you want to see him, just turn around and talk to my dad. "

Just then the carriage stopped and the Barcelona barracks arrived.

The barracks are only 7 kilometers away from the city. The short distance is that it is convenient to transport materials, and secondly, if an accident occurs in the city, the army can immediately save the field.

Catalonia has a Mediterranean climate. The disadvantage is that it is dry and hot in summer, but the advantage is that it is not so cold in winter.

Therefore, after Alfonso got off the car, all he could see were Spanish soldiers patrolling and standing guard, wearing ordinary yellow uniforms.

Camouflage military uniforms have not been widely used this year, and the colors of military uniforms of all countries are according to their own preferences.

Spanish yellow belongs to this kind. Unlike khaki with a certain camouflage effect, this brighter yellow has no practical effect.

Although military uniforms are neither good-looking nor practical, the soldiers' spirits are very good, and they all look quite tall.

"This height must be more than 1 meter 65." Alfonso and his group walked towards the center of the barracks, he said with some admiration.

"More than 1 meter 65, our basic requirement for recruiting soldiers is 1 meter 68 or more." Garcia is very proud.

Of course it is something to be proud of. In the 1870s, the average height of southern European men was 162cm. It was not easy to find so many young men above 1.68 meters and willing to perform military service.

They walked all the way to the headquarters and saw many soldiers along the way, all curiously looking at them secretly.

"The news of my visit to the Catalan military camp should spread throughout Europe soon." Alfonso laughed.

"This is exactly what we asked for." Garcia said with some expectation:

"I have been a general for 11 years and have never fought a war.

Before His Majesty Isabella went abroad, I led a division stationed in the province of Girona, in the eastern Pyrenees, to guard against France.

Seeing that the country's situation is gradually deteriorating later, I can't do anything about it.

After the Primm government came to power, I led my army and voted for Governor of Campos because he has the heart to help Bourbon.

Originally, it was too high for a division commander to have the rank of lieutenant general. It is ridiculous that Primm even mentioned my rank from lieutenant general to general in order to win me over.

But he did not expect that my loyalty could be shaken by some fame and fortune. "

Alfonso smiled inwardly, why didn't you see you in the decisive battle between the conservatives and Primm when you really helped Bourbon? Could Isabella still use it because you are a border force?

Just listen to these words. Generals like to fight, but those who care about money hate to fight. This has been the case since ancient times.

He praised: "I saw at a glance that you are a great loyal minister, loyalty is beyond words, um... how did the division before you organize it now?"

After speaking, they had already reached the general's office of the command headquarters.

The headquarters is a two-story square stone building. The first floor is the offices of some lower-level officers, and the second floor is the offices and conference halls of the senior officers.

"We are currently mainly following the French military system." Garcia pointed to the detailed map of Spain hung on the wall.

"Since I defected to the Governor-General last year, I have broken up the original army.

The first 20,000 Spanish infantry divisions were organized into two 12,000 Catalan infantry divisions and four 1,500 cavalry regiments.

Finally, an artillery brigade with 6,000 men was formed. They are all professional troops trained day and night, capable of field warfare. "

"Okay, but your layout..." Alfonso carefully looked at the deployment on the map. "Two infantry divisions are stationed in the provinces of Tarragona and Lleida (provinces near Valencia and Aragon). One is stationed in the province of Girona (the border province of Western France)..."

"Is there any problem?" Garcia was a little strange.

"Placed more than half of the troops on the West-French border? It was fine before.

But after the news that I came here, even if Catalonia joined the Spanish poker table, it must strengthen the vigilance of the neighboring autonomous regions. "Alfonso said lightly.

"His Royal Highness, do you mean to deploy troops on the border between the West and France to guard against the Carlos faction?" Garcia asked cautiously.

Turned his head and said worriedly: "But it will put our neck on the Frenchman's knife."

Adolf also interrupted: "Yes, give up the natural dangers of defending the Pyrenees, the French can hit Madrid in a week and destroy Spain."

Alfonso shook his head: "Have you not heard? The French are about to start filming with Prussia, they don't have time to beat us."

"Prussia can't be France's opponent... What if His Majesty Napoleon III wants to restore his uncle's imperial glory after they crush Prussia?

Given that I studied in Paris for a few years to learn about the emperor, this is very possible. "Adolf still feels wrong.

"Don't worry, it is not 60 years ago. No matter how strong France is, it will not be the opponent of the European siege. They will not do this.

And putting troops on the border is a psychological comfort. Do you really think this division can stop the French army? "Alfonso felt that these people were too rigid and too superstitious about the power of France.

"Anyway, it serves as a psychological comfort. It is the same if there are many people and few people. You only need to put a camp there to make the Spaniards feel that they are protected. Too much is also a waste."

Seeing the two men hesitant to speak, Alfonso knew that their heads hadn't turned around.

There is still no concept of undefended borders. Even a few neutral countries such as Switzerland, Belgium, and Luxembourg are desperate to pile troops on the border, regardless of whether it is useful or not.

He said helplessly: "Well, we won't talk about this issue anymore. I didn't mean to force you. I will discuss my thoughts with Governor Campos when I look back.

General Garcia, you continue to tell me about the military system of Catalonia. "