Right now, Egypt.
Nashadir's troops retreated to the port, Nashadir lay on the bed, and woke up faintly.
He was so furious on the battlefield that he fainted, and his advisers took him back to the port.
After Nashadir woke up, his head hurt when he looked at the luxury in the room.
Marina beside him smiled: "Master, you are awake."
"Marina?" He glanced at the Egyptian beauty beside him and slowly closed his eyes.
"The battle is over..."
Marina's expression was slightly stiff and she didn't know how to answer.
He looked at the counselor standing aside, Nashadir waved his hand, and Marina retreated.
The counselor stepped forward.
He also looked at Nashadir in silence.
"General, we lost because of those nasty Britons."
Nashadir shook his head and said calmly: "Forget it, winning or losing is a common thing for military strategists, and the British people cannot be trusted to begin with."
"How much are our losses?" Nashadir looked at the counselor.
The counselor took out the report, but did not give it to Nashadir.
Nashadir laughed miserably and lay back on the bed weakly.
A huge investment was made in this war. Breaking through the city wall was already a sure thing, but it was completely defeated because of a team of raiders.
Nashadir's chest was rising and falling violently, unable to calm down.
These 150,000 troops were all saved by Nashadir.
The Long Yan Army led by Jiang Xuan is currently guarding Cairo.
After this battle, Nashadir had completely wiped out his fortune.
"We completely wiped out the French army, more than 70,000 people. In comparison, their losses were more serious."
Nashadir turned his head and glanced at him, then looked back.
"The Port of France is still in their hands."
Yes, no matter how much damage the French army has done, the port is still in their hands and has not changed hands yet.
Nashadir calmed down and said helplessly: "Go to Cairo quickly and invite Jiang Xuan!"
"You lead our remaining soldiers to guard Cairo, and let Jiang Xuan lead the Long Yan Army to attack the city."
"I can't capture this city."
…
The counselor followed Nashadir's order and rushed back to Cairo with the remaining generals.
They had no strength left to continue the siege.
The siege that lasted for ten days continued to consume all their energy and energy.
Although they had the intention, they were powerless, especially after seeing the French support troops, they were no longer able to fight.
This unit must now rest and recuperate.
But now the city of Port France is broken. Although the French army has received support, now is the best time to break the city.
They rushed back to Cairo as quickly as possible.
After the city of Cairo learned the news of Nashadir's defeat, they were stunned at first, and then frowned. With a force of 150,000 and Britain's assistance, this war should not be lost.
"Tell me more about what happened?"
The counselor recounted what happened before.
Jiang Xuan nodded after listening. From a tactical and judgment point of view, there was no problem with Nashadir's command.
It can even be said to be excellent.
Even if he was facing such a strong city wall in Port France, he had no good solution.
The fire attack on the acupoint is indeed a good method.
"You mean a French army raid?"
The counselor nodded: "Yes, at that time a French army suddenly came out of the battlefield in huge numbers."
"It is because of the sudden attack of this army that we were defeated so miserably."
Indeed, facing a surprise attack by the French cavalry, without preparation, you will definitely fall into a crisis.
"I know about this."
Jiang Xuan thought for a moment and said immediately: "Immediately issue my order to mobilize 30,000 dragon flame troops, and we will set off immediately!"
"At the same time, send 10,000 troops to the place where Britain is guarding to see what is going on!"
After hearing Jiang Xuan's two orders, they understood the latter one.
But the first line was a 30,000-strong Longyan Army.
"General, will the army be a little short?"
"Based on the current remaining strength of the French army, it is estimated that there are at least one hundred thousand."
"And they have backup."
Jiang Xuan said: "It's quite a lot. To deal with the current French army, 30,000 Longyan troops are enough."
The counselor was stunned, but said nothing more.
But he was very worried. France originally had an army of about 170,000 people, but Nashadir's troops killed about 70,000 people.
The remaining troops now are probably around 100,000.
Although the Long Yan Army was brave and good at fighting, there was a huge gap in strength between the 30,000 Long Yan Army and the 100,000 French army.
"Okay." The counselor took Jiang Xuan's tiger talisman and mobilized 30,000 dragon flame troops.
At the same time, a team of about 10,000 people was sent to see what happened to the French support army that was blocking the British army in the desert.
Jiang Xuan didn't quite believe that Britain's troops would be defeated so quickly.
Longyan is now allied with Britain. Even if the British army is defeated, they should send a message to Nashadir.
But according to the counselor's words, they did not receive any information.
The French support troops arrived very suddenly.
This matter must be investigated clearly!
However, soldiers are expensive and quick.
Now that the walls of Port France have been blasted, the French must not be allowed to rebuild them.
If we don't attack quickly and wait for the French to rebuild, then all the sacrifices made before will be in vain!
Jiang Xuan looked at the map of Egypt.
His eyes narrowed. Not long ago, King Yong's fleet came to Cairo and brought him a good thing.
Not only can it greatly speed up the march, it can also transport more supplies.
And after some improvements, even more complicated roads can be walked.
"It comes in handy now."
…
At this time, Port France.
The Minister of Military Affairs was unfortunately hit by debris from the collapsed city wall during the battle to defend the city and was seriously injured, but fortunately he survived.
For him, who is already in his fifties, this is simply a miracle.
At this time, the military minister was lying on the bed unable to move. He looked at the counselor and asked coldly: "You haven't found it yet?"
The counselor dared not say a word.
The military minister was furious and the bed creaked: "That is a team of ten thousand people. Even a blind man can hit it."
"What do you do for food?"
The counselor's face looked ugly.
"Sir, the city was in chaos because of the collapse of the city wall, and we didn't notice Lord Sashar at all."
"According to the witnesses that day, Mr. Sashar seemed to have left the city from the west, but we only found some bodies in the west, and no Sashar was found."
After listening, the military minister's gloomy face became even more gloomy: "Sashar is our leader, dead or alive."
"We must find him!" the military minister shouted in a deep voice.
"yes!"
