After the plan was formulated, Sashar announced that it would be implemented immediately.
The military minister has full responsibility for this battle, he said.
On the other side of the battlefield, Nashadir frowned.
He thought about the solidity of the French port, but he did not expect that the solidity would be so strong that even Long Yan's siege cannons would be helpless.
Longyan's siege shells are very special. Generally, the shells explode and the shrapnel produced by the explosion causes damage.
But this is not the case with the Longyan siege cannon. The siege cannon uses ultra-high chamber pressure to launch shells. This kind of shells is very powerful.
The impact hit the city wall and shattered it.
But in this city, the French Port, the wall they built was actually ten meters thick, and the artillery shells would not have any effect at all.
"Did these French people use the huge stones used to build the pyramids to build the city wall?"
Nashadir slammed the table angrily and rubbed his forehead. The siege cannon had no effect, so the only option was to attack by force.
But if they attack by force, the damage will be too great, and those turrets will be an obstacle on their march.
At this moment, the frontline messenger sent a message: "Report to the general, Sashar's surprise attack is still sixty miles away from us!"
Nashadir was suddenly startled when he heard the news and frowned.
How could Sashar launch an attack at this time? If he continued to survive, he would take advantage of the city walls and forts.
It is not certain who will win or lose in this protracted war.
Why is he suddenly sending troops now?
"Explore again!" Nashadir ordered calmly.
Nashadir looked at the map on the table, then took out the Egyptian map, frowning.
Look at what's possible above.
Suddenly, a problem was discovered. France's territory in Egypt was getting smaller and smaller. It was even impossible to abandon ports and cities on important transportation lines except Egypt.
Basically, I didn’t see any other French cities in Egypt.
A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he had another map he was looking at.
That map records Egypt's recent colonial changes and what special resources there are in these colonies.
Nashadir suddenly realized: "France must not fight a protracted war in this war!"
Nashadir smiled coldly, which made France jump into panic.
Now the French port city has been surrounded by them, completely cutting off the connection between them, which is equivalent to cutting off their transportation lines.
This is just a port city.
The most important thing in a protracted war is supplies, food, guns and ammunition, and city defense equipment. These are all consumables.
But there is no way their city can even replenish it.
If they cannot win a quick victory, they will definitely lose this war.
Nashadir summoned the messenger and said in a cold voice: "If you pass my order, the cavalry is ready to attack. I will completely destroy the French troops on this plain!"
"yes!"
Immediately afterwards, another messenger came in and reported: "The enemy is forty miles away!"
"Explore again!" Nashadir said coldly.
The other ministers frowned slightly. Forty miles was not a short or long distance, and the French cavalry was also quite powerful.
This distance will soon be reached.
Not long after, the messenger came in again: "Report, the enemy is only thirty miles away from us!"
Sashar lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Let's explore again!"
Hearing this sentence, the generals next to him couldn't sit still.
"General, our military camp cannot withstand the charge of the French cavalry!"
"Thirty miles away, according to the speed of the French cavalry, we can reach it in a blink of an eye."
Sashar didn't even raise his eyelids and said calmly: "It's okay."
At this moment, another messenger rushed into the military camp, with a look of horror on his face: "General, the enemy is less than twenty miles away from us."
The others took a breath, twenty miles away, the French troops would soon be at the gates of the city.
If you get closer, there will be no buffer space for the cavalry charge!
"General, we can't wait any longer!"
Nashadir still closed his eyes to rest, and said calmly: "Wait a moment."
Wait, what are you waiting for!
If they continue to wait, the French cavalry will rush in, and their military camp will no longer have room to maneuver.
"Shili is calling me."
Nashadir said calmly.
this……
Everyone's hearts sank. Ten miles was almost the edge of life and death.
The French cavalry will arrive in an instant.
"General!"
Nashadir was silent, and everyone stamped their feet anxiously.
"Report, the French cavalry is less than ten miles away, please give the general an order!"
Everyone looked at Nashadir, who had his eyes closed to rest. He opened his eyes, flashed his eyes, and said coldly: "Artillery cover, cavalry attack!"
"yes!"
Everyone shouted in unison.
Nashadir's cavalry filed out and attacked the French cavalry.
Because the distance is not too far, Nashadir's artillery has already been transported to the front line.
Suddenly, a chorus of artillery fire suddenly fell on the French troops under Nashadir's charge.
The artillery suddenly burst, and the French cavalry was frustrated.
Countless casualties!
Countless cavalry from both sides charged and formed a melee, under the cover of dragon flame artillery.
The French troops who penetrated deep into the front line were killed and their horses were turned upside down.
Seeing that something was going wrong, the French troops sounded the order and turned around to retreat.
The mission was originally a feint attack, but now it seems that they suffered huge losses in this feint attack.
Nashadir's cavalry is worthy of the title of Wolf Cavalry. On the battlefield, they are really like wolves biting the battlefield.
Countless soldiers died tragically at the hands of Nashadir's cavalry.
"Although there is a combat mission this time, if we really fight, I'm afraid the defeat will not be too slow." A French cavalry general sighed after seeing the situation of the battle that was about to collapse.
"retreat!"
"retreat!"
The order to retreat resounded throughout the battlefield, and the French cavalry immediately retreated, but found that they had been killed by Nashadir's troops.
During the retreat, countless people died.
The French general's eyes trembled when he saw this scene.
"Follow me and fight my way out!"
He shouted coldly, and the war horse galloped past him. The spear in his hand, with the power of the charge of the war horse, instantly killed a Nashadir soldier off his horse.
The others followed closely behind and charged suddenly.
Seeing this, other French soldiers launched a charge and were about to fight their way out.
But Nashadir's cavalry general sneered, and a sharp and piercing whistle sounded across the battlefield.
Nashadir's troops changed their formations and encircled and blocked them.
After the French left countless skeletons of soldiers, a group of French cavalry finally fought their way out.
Walk away.
Seeing this, Nashadir stood at the top of the city and watched the French defeat. He thought the time had come.
The French cavalry has been disabled, it's time to attack the city!
"Pass my order, the army will march out and attack the city!"
