"Failed..."
The military minister looked at the Long Yan army charging into the city.
The other French troops in the city were dying and fleeing under the continuous bombardment of the Long Yan Army.
Most of the French soldiers collapsed completely under the low-tech but very simple and crude method of Dragon Flame.
Since the first war recorded by mankind, it has never been heard of a war being fought like this.
The military minister sighed deeply and came to the command room. He looked at the devastated city wall that had been blasted open and collapsed.
Tens of thousands of troops in the city were in chaos.
Even after experiencing the Long Yan Army's artillery fire plowing the ground, the French army's strength still exceeded that of the Long Yan Army by a large margin.
However, the military minister knew that these troops would no longer be able to fight Long Yan's army.
The discipline of Nashadir's troops was learned from Longyan's army.
The military discipline of the French army is far inferior to that of the Nashadir army.
Now the French army is in chaos and cannot form combat effectiveness at all.
It is simply a dream for them to fight against the Long Yan Army who is fighting with high spirits now.
This battle, which lasted less than an hour, was a shadow that he would never forget for the rest of his life.
Long Yan broke through the inner city. After Jiang Xuan entered the city, he glanced at the French army and shouted coldly.
"The Long Yan Army treats prisoners of war preferentially. Those who surrender will live, and those who do not surrender will die!"
As soon as these words came out, the French army stopped rioting, and the soldiers holding spears, crossbows and other weapons in their hands were slightly stunned.
They were hesitant to surrender.
Surrender is tantamount to treason, and you will definitely die if you return to France!
But if you don't surrender, you will die now!
The soldier was deeply entangled in his heart. At this time, he heard a "bang", which was the sound of a spear falling to the ground.
A voice followed closely, resounding sadly: "I surrender..."
"I surrender, the city is broken, and the ships in the harbor have sunk."
"If you go back, you will die. If you don't go back and continue fighting, you will die. Surrender, I surrender!"
The soldiers were shocked and looked at Long Yanjun and Jiang Xuan with sad eyes.
The port was their only hope, as there was a large amount of supplies stored there, and there were also warships on their way back to France.
They didn't know before that the route had been blocked by the Longyan Army's fleet.
What's more, they didn't know that the Longyan people had just blown up all the ships in the port.
They are desperate.
In despair, some people will fall into madness, and there are such elements in the French army.
"Kill, kill all these Dragon Flame Army!"
"There must be our reinforcements outside!"
Some French soldiers rose up to resist, but Jiang Xuan gave them a cold look.
Order, shoot.
Countless French soldiers fell. Jiang Xuan stared at the remaining French soldiers indifferently and said calmly: "Since you choose to resist, you choose to die. Let's kill them all."
"General of the Long Yan Army, we surrender."
At this moment, a loud shout came from the French army.
Jiang Xuan's gesture of issuing the massacre order hung in mid-air but did not fall. Instead, he watched indifferently while the French army made way.
What came forward was a man who was seriously injured and limping.
The military minister looked up at Jiang Xuan sitting on the horse and saw that he was majestic and cold.
Moreover, he became the general of the Long Yan Army at a young age, which shows that this man is extraordinary.
I have been in the army for half my life because my background is not good, just an ordinary noble family.
He made numerous military exploits for France.
He is just a minister of the military. He is said to be a minister, but in fact he is just a counselor. The real power of the military has always been in the hands of Sachar, a true nobleman.
What a shame!
The military minister looked at Jiang Xuan with emotion.
It was him who used the Dragon Flame Artillery to surpass their equipment advantage and use 30,000 troops.
Conquer the city.
Although from a strategic point of view, such an attack is too simple and crude.
But it's extremely practical.
If there are no accidents, the spread of this war will greatly change the current war situation.
Don’t complain if you lose to someone like this!
He bowed reluctantly and said in a deep voice: "We lost this war."
"General from Longyan, we surrender."
The military minister raised his hands. When the other French soldiers saw that the military minister had surrendered, some soldiers dropped their weapons.
Put your hands up.
Jiang Xuan smiled.
Nashadir glanced at Jiang Xuan and pulled him aside.
Nashadir said coldly: "You took so many French troops as prisoners of war."
"If they are picking up guns, they are soldiers."
"If you accept so many soldiers, where should we send them? And do we have so much food?"
The French general roughly estimated that there were about 70,000 people. Wherever these people were transported, there were risks.
Jiang Xuan glanced at Nashadir and said calmly: "What do you mean?"
Nashadir made a 'kill' gesture, looked at the military minister with a sharp look, and said in a low voice without concealing his murderous intent: "We can only kill them all, and these prisoners of war cannot be kept!"
"Kill..." Jiang Xuan glanced at him.
Nashadir responded indifferently: "Kindness does not control soldiers, this is the old saying of your Dragon Flame."
"Although we won this game, what about the next one?"
"The British side may attack us as soon as we finish the battle."
"At that time, these French prisoners of war will be our biggest hidden danger."
Jiang Xuan glanced at him and said calmly: "The prisoners of war here will naturally give them a headache for the British people. What does it have to do with us?"
Nashadir was stunned when he heard this. When Jiang Xuan cooperated with Britain, Britain's condition was that it had to exchange two French port colonies for the mines and Longyan's giant steam engines.
As a result, the British army contributed minimally to the battle.
Now that they had paid a huge price to capture this city, and thinking about having to hand it over to others, Nashadir felt a sigh of relief in his chest.
"Jiang Xuan, you don't really want to give away the city that you paid a huge price to conquer."
Jiang Xuan laughed evilly and said: "Soldiers are deceitful."
"My goal has never been the port city of France. Nashadir use your head to think carefully."
"What will the British do if we leave a large number of French prisoners in the city?"
"They will face the same problems as we do, but they will not hesitate to kill these prisoners of war."
"What if we left enough weapons for these prisoners?"
Nashadir's eyes suddenly lit up and he stared at Jiang Xuan in astonishment: "The British will definitely suppress the civil unrest at that time. They will not give up this port. You want to steal it..."
"Yes, those mining areas and resources are our goals." Jiang Xuan smiled.
Nashadir took a deep look at Jiang Xuan and secretly marked him as someone who must not be messed with.
