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Joseph nodded. "This is our country's newly developed disinfectant. Aside from being inexpensive, it is easier to transport, and it won't be stolen and drunk by the soldiers."

"As for tents and military uniforms, our country can also manufacture them for you at cost."

"That is wonderful!" Radziwiłł rubbed his hands excitedly. "If we don't purchase expensive medical alcohol, roughly two million Francs should be enough to pay for it."

"Our country can offset the vast majority with grain."

Poland's harvest this autumn had been fairly good, and the great plains of Eastern Europe were a massive granary.

Radziwiłł added in a low voice, "As for the little remaining, if we disband the mercenaries in Kraków, we should be able to scrape it together."

Joseph sighed inwardly.

Poland was facing a multi-front war, and even two million Francs was a tremendous burden for them. Forcing out that much funding would very likely have an adverse impact on their battle situation.

It suddenly occurred to him that perhaps Poland could obtain funds from other countries.

At present, Poland had already withstood the first wave of attacks from three major powers, displaying its own strength and value.

Then they had to turn that geostrategic value into cash as much as possible, thereby providing more support for their army.

Then, who cared most about Poland's geostrategic value?

Joseph's eyes lit up at once, and he said to Radziwiłł, "You can try seeking loans from the Ottoman or Sweden."

The latter froze for a moment, then said, "Thank you for your suggestion, Your Highness, but I do not think this will produce any result."

"Under the threat of Russia, the Ottoman has already abandoned its traditional friendship with our country."

"As for Sweden, as you know, relations between our two countries have always been