"What news?" Nashadir asked.
Marina smiled: "This morning, I sneaked into Sean's office and peeked at his letter."
"The French forced Socrat to write the letter, asking Sean to summon the young people of the tribe to join the army."
"The front line in front of the French is already very tight."
Upon hearing the news, Nashadir was startled, held Marina's hand tightly, and asked seriously: "Is everything you said true?"
"Master, you're hurting me. I saw this letter on Sean's desk. It can't be fake. Oops."
Marina quickly withdrew her hand and looked at Nashadir, who was lost in thought.
He murmured: "It seems that Jiang Xuan has begun to take action. At least the British and the French have started a war."
He narrowed his eyes, so the opportunity had arrived.
Nashadir thought of a good way, a way that could completely detonate all the Egyptian tribes.
Nashadir looked at Marina excitedly: "Marina, if my plan succeeds, you will be the first to succeed, and I can fulfill one of your wishes."
Marina's eyes brightened a lot. She looked at Nashadir and asked seriously: "Is it really possible?"
Nashadir nodded and said calmly: "You know, I will never break my promise. As long as I can do something, I will definitely satisfy you."
Marina nodded happily.
"Then I hope you won't regret it when the time comes."
Nashadir laughed and did not continue talking about this matter.
He needed to prepare for the next battle. He looked at his brothers and said in a deep voice: "Brothers, I have an idea."
Everyone looked at Nashadir, and the previous battle was in full swing.
Seeing those slave owners groveling and wagging their tails like dogs in the eyes of these people, it would be a relief to kill them.
They wished this could happen more times.
"Oh, leader, just tell me what you need to do next. We can't wait to kill those hateful French people."
Nashadir smiled and said: "It is not difficult at all to attack one of their trading centers."
"We should attack their headquarters, the headquarters of the generals stationed in the French colonial area!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell into silence.
Attack the headquarters of the French garrison general!
That's much more exciting than attacking a trading center.
However, you won't die if you attack the trading center, but you may die if you attack the headquarters!
There is an essential difference between the two.
"Chief, there are countless French soldiers in the headquarters. If we people attack directly, I'm afraid..."
"Would this matter be unsafe?"
"No, we should continue to attack those trading centers and wear down the strength of those French troops."
No one wanted to die. Nashadir waited until everyone had expressed their opinions before saying, "Do you really think that we are committing suicide by doing this?"
Everyone nodded, no one excepted.
"Okay, but I want to tell you, this matter is not only not a matter of death, but for us, this matter will give us more reputation and gather more people's hearts."
"The attack on those trading centers will only make the French angry, but it will not cause them much loss. They still control the troops."
"We will continue to plunder the people here. If we kill this group of slave owners, another group will appear, one after another."
"What we really want to do is drive these French people out completely, and if we just attack those trading centers, it won't have the slightest effect."
"They will still recruit soldiers, and they may even recruit young people from our Egyptian tribes to serve as cannon fodder."
"Do you want to see this happen?"
Everyone looked stunned and fell into silence. Naturally, they didn't want to see this happen.
But they only have more than a hundred people and don't have many guns. It is a bit too difficult to directly attack the headquarters of the generals garrisoned in France.
"Chief, we are not afraid of any danger of death."
"Because we are warriors, but for the same reason, we are warriors, not fools!"
"Assaulting the headquarters makes us look like fools. We don't even have a proper action plan."
Nashadir glanced at everyone and said with a smile: "Do you think we have no action plan?"
"We have an action plan."
"The target of our operation is the French garrison general, Ika!"
"Our troops will be divided into two groups. One group will lead the French troops, and the other group will attack the headquarters and leave it in ruins!"
When everyone heard this crazy action plan, they said it was too risky.
Nashadir then said: "We will not be alone in this attack. There will be other troops cooperating. As you know, before I came here again, I was a general."
"There are my troops here too!"
Everyone was finally convinced by Nashadir, and they were all ready to implement this crazy, seemingly unrealistic plan.
Nashadir secretly passed his action plan to Almis Agency.
He told Long Yan about the power hidden here.
The critical moment has now been reached.
Nashadir must use the power of dragon fire to win this battle.
Ika was the spark that could ignite Egypt's struggle.
The next day, afternoon.
Nashadir has made all preparations, and the troops hiding here in Long Yan have agreed to cooperate. They will raid key facilities near the command post of the French garrison general.
Troops disguised as Nashadir.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Nashadir will launch a larger-scale attack.
Capture Ika alive.
The action plan is very simple and crude, but effective.
That afternoon, the operation began.
During the hottest time of the day, Ika had just finished lunch and was about to take a nap when he received an emergency military report.
His headquarters was attacked by Nashadir, and all the military facilities were destroyed.
Ika was immediately furious. He never thought that Nashadir would be so bold and actually attack under his nose.
Ika, who was carried away by anger, immediately ordered that only the basic French soldiers were left, and all other French soldiers came out in droves.
Encirclement and suppression of Nashadir.
And half an hour later, an action plan against Ika really began.
Nashadir led his troops and charged from the foot of the hill to Ika's headquarters.
Ika is still waiting for the French army to bring back the information about killing Nashadir.
At this time, I suddenly received a more urgent military report.
"Report to the general that a force is attacking the headquarters. We have left soldiers to resist desperately. Please ask the general to retreat as soon as possible!"
