Many Wahhara warriors followed Nashadir.
Henry, the young chief of the Wahhara tribe, was followed by many people. Their purpose was simple, that is, to drive the French out of Egypt.
"Nashadir, what should we do next?" Henry asked loudly.
Nashadir replied: "Unite all the tribes. The Dragon Flame Army is now fighting the French Army. What we have to do is harass the French Army behind enemy lines."
"Let them not have enough troops to deal with the Longyan Army's attack!"
Henry nodded: "I have already notified the small tribes attached to Wahala. I believe it won't be long before they will join us."
"Next, which target will we attack?"
Nashadir took out a map of the French colonial area in Egypt. This map was obtained from his attack on Ika.
Key locations in the French colonial area are marked in detail.
Nashadir's finger landed on a plain, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "This is the French army's food warehouse."
Henry looked at where Nashadir's finger fell. The map marked a plain.
They now have many cavalry and lack of muskets and artillery. They have a huge advantage in fighting on the plains. If they attack the plains, it is indeed a good choice for them.
But the granary is crucial to the French army, and it will definitely have a lot of troops.
"Nashadir, have you decided how to attack?"
"Our current strength is only about 2,000 people. If we attack rashly, it is very likely that the entire army will be annihilated."
Nashadir grinned and said, "Henry, look at what's near the map."
Henry looked at the map carefully. This granary was located on the plain, suitable for their attack. Other than that, there was nothing special about it, until he moved his eyes and saw the tribe stationed next to it.
"Socra tribe?"
Nashadir nodded and said, "The latest news is that Sean has formed an alliance with the surrounding tribes to fight against the French."
"That's good news for us."
"If we unite with Sean's alliance, we will have enough troops."
Henry suddenly realized that no wonder Nashadir wanted to attack from here.
"How should we report intelligence to Sean? Will they join forces with us? This is a question."
Nashadir shook his head: "Don't worry, Sean's alliance has just been established, and it also needs a victory to establish its prestige. Moreover, there is the granary of France so close to the Sogra tribe."
"It's like a thorn piercing the flesh. Doesn't Sean want to pull it out?"
"No one wants to feel uneasy when they go to sleep."
Henry thought for a moment and nodded. Nashadir made sense.
This granary is too close to Sean, and both of them are on the plain, so there is no danger to defend them. France's granary here is like a thorn, piercing deeply into Sean's flesh.
He didn't dare to move, but he had to move.
He definitely wanted to pull out the thorn, and Henry asked again: "But how should we discuss it with him?"
"Since the last time you attacked Ika, the entire French colony has entered a state of high martial law."
"Contacts between regions are not allowed now. We can't fight all the way, right?"
Nashadir glanced at Henry and smiled lightly: "Of course not, I have a better way."
Henry looked at the newspaper Nashadir took out, his brows furrowed and then relaxed.
Newspapers are not like other vendors. The French government also needs the Post to inform everyone of its orders.
So newspapers are the best way to convey news, bar none.
That afternoon, Nashadir from Jian Qiao Village came to a newspaper office.
The owner of this newspaper is a Frenchman. Because he has a license issued by the French, he can publish news and distribute his newspaper across regions.
But in fact, his wife was from Long Yan. For various reasons, the Frenchman finally maintained a very good relationship with Long Yan, and even cooperated with Long Yan in intelligence.
"Dear Mr. Abraham, hello." Nashadir leaned forward and smiled.
The man called Abraham responded with a smile, and Nashadir revealed the sword made of dragon flame at his waist.
Seeing the unique mark of Long Yan on the hilt of the sword, he immediately understood the identity of the person coming.
"Please follow me." Abraham calmly led Nashadir to the second floor.
No one thought there was any surprise. They all thought that Nashadir was a good friend of Abraham, and he would only be taken up to the second floor when a friend of Abraham came.
They had seen this thing many times and didn't find it strange.
After coming up, Abraham closed the door, looked at Nashadir and asked:
"Your Excellency, you came to me, what's the matter? How can I help you?"
Nashadir said straight to the point: "I have a message that needs to be delivered to Sean of the Sugra tribe."
"what news?"
Nashadir took out a piece of paper and handed it to Abraham.
"please."
Abraham looked at the note and nodded slightly: "As you wish."
Nashadir stood up, gave a slight salute, turned and left.
Wait until the next day.
The newspaper founded by Abraham indeed passed this news to the Sugra tribe.
The whole process was without any surprises.
But if nothing unexpected happens, there will still be accidents.
Sean didn't have the habit of reading newspapers. After Alina received the newspaper, she put it on the table.
Sean went out in a hurry that day.
He wanted to prepare for what was coming next. There was a French granary near his territory, which was too close to his tribe.
There were a large number of French soldiers there, which gave him trouble sleeping and eating.
He tried every means to eradicate this French granary, but they did not have enough troops.
And the defense there is extremely tight.
In order to control their rebellion, the French strictly controlled iron and horses. The Sean tribe could not even form a team of thirty cavalry.
This annoyed Sean.
Arriving at the conference room, the tribal chief who had formed an alliance with Sean was already waiting here.
They looked at Sean with a bit of surprise in their voices: "Sean, are we really going to take action?"
"With their help, there will be absolutely no problems."
Sean was stunned and didn't understand what they were talking about: "What are you talking about?"
"We don't have cavalry, how can we fight against the French army?"
Everyone was stunned, took out an address, placed it in front of Sean, and clicked on the content: "Isn't this news meant for you?"
"I have to say, you are really too reckless to do this. The French will definitely notice it, but it doesn't matter anymore."
"In my opinion, we should act now to catch the other side off guard!"
Sean was stunned, took the newspaper and read the content: According to reliable information, France's granary may be subject to a major attack. Experts have begun...
