Everyone fell into silence. Just as Nashadir said, the opposite side was an evenly matched force and weapons and equipment superior to theirs.
There was no way they could come up with it.
In their opinion, such a battle plan would fail no matter how it was formulated.
The situation that blocked the French army in the granary last time could not be repeated in this assault battle.
Sean also fell into thinking. Although he could analyze so much, he actually didn't have a clear battle plan.
That's why he didn't express his thoughts in the discussion just now.
Nashadir glanced at everyone, marked the locations of the three outposts on the map, nodded and said, "The total strength of these three outposts is six thousand."
"That is to say, no matter how many troops they have, they will not be larger than this value."
"But in actual terms, the most likely strength of this outpost will not exceed 3,000 people. After all, the French army cannot send one or two hundred people to guard other outposts."
"Suppose we attack, the troops on the far right, send six thousand men."
"If we hide it well enough, if our six thousand troops attack this outpost, how much time do you think we will have to destroy them, or how long do you think we will have before we can see the French troops?"
After hearing this, Sean's face froze. He looked at the map and an idea came to him. He murmured: "This is not a battle of even odds at all, but a battle of crushing strength!"
Nashadir saw that Sean had come to his senses and said, "Sean, what do you think our battle plan should be? You should be able to give me the answer now, right?"
Sean nodded vigorously: "No problem at all."
"Well, you come and tell them."
Everyone looked at Sean, and Sean said in a deep voice: "Actually, we thought wrong when we learned that the enemy army had 9,000 troops."
"Their nine thousand troops are not concentrated, but dispersed in four locations about fifty kilometers apart."
"Perhaps the French's intelligence about us is still at their level because our troops now only have 5,000 men."
"Information asymmetry is our biggest advantage. We sent 6,000 people to attack their leftmost outpost. It will be a crushing operation of our forces against their forces."
"The result of being attacked by so many of our troops is that the enemy may mistakenly think that we are the main force of the attack, and the troops from the other two outposts will attack us at this time."
"And their two outposts are 43 kilometers and 75 kilometers away from us respectively. They will not arrive at the same time."
"And this march time is enough for us to annihilate the troops at the left outpost. We only need to contain the remaining troops who are coming."
"Our other force will be able to attack the weapons depot from the far right."
"This is a two-front battle!"
After listening to Sean's explanation, everyone suddenly realized.
Nashadir added next to him: "Exchanging time for space is the core of this tactic."
Henry thought for a moment and came up with a different opinion: "I have a question."
"Please tell me," Sean said.
"What if we attack the leftmost outpost and the French army doesn't fall for the trick?"
Sean's face was startled. He really didn't expect this question.
Nashadir laughed and said: "If that's the case, our troops will attack the arsenal directly after destroying the French troops on the far left."
"With our remaining strength, we can also capture the arsenal."
"At this time, another force is involved in the French army."
"The advantage of our military strength lies with us. No matter how we fight, our military strength has an absolute advantage. For any unit, we have enough troops to crush them."
Henry nodded, indeed.
This combat plan was finally finalized.
Nashadir looked at Sean and said: "During this period, you have made great progress in studying tactics. This time, Sean will lead the second unit."
"Henry, you assist Sean in his battle."
Henry nodded and did not refuse the matter.
Sean was stunned: "Why Nashadir, I think Henry is more qualified to command this battle than me."
Nashadir smiled and said: "Long Yan has an idiom called 'paper talk', which refers to a talented general who is very good at commanding operations. He has a son who has inherited his advantages."
"But he has never experienced a war and can only direct operations on paper. But by the time he encounters a war, it will be too late."
"Because of his improper command, he also died on the battlefield. It was not that his talent was not good, but that he had not experienced real combat and did not understand the rapid changes on the battlefield."
"Do you understand it?"
Sean was thoughtful, and Nashadir patted him on the shoulder and said, "Henry is still here, and he will help you make the right choice."
Sean nodded, indicating that he understood.
Nashadir turned and left.
The battle plan has been formulated, and in the past three days, Egypt's combined forces have begun their preparations.
In the past two months, the army has not only expanded, but also obtained more weapons and equipment.
But most people still hold cold weapons, and muskets and artillery are in extremely short supply.
But for this battle, Nashadir could be said to have put all his wealth on the line and brought out a lot of muskets and artillery.
The purpose was to defeat the French army.
It is said to be a crushing force, but no matter how many troops there are, without these muskets, it will still be extremely difficult to wipe out the French army.
In the past few days, Marina has been nestling next to Nashadir, hoping that she can make Nashadir feel more of her warmth.
Nashadir did not refuse.
During these three days, Sean thought of Alina, Marina's sister and his wife.
Thinking of the things he had done without telling her before, he felt extremely ashamed.
What's more, he can't forget the tenderness between Alina and him as well as the words of advice to him before he left.
Sean thinks about the end of the war all the time, but now he can't return to Gentleland.
There was a battle to be fought, and the French did not leave.
Three days later, it will be the first battle he commands.
Henry, on the other hand, became worried about the situation in Wahalla. When he left, Harris, the leader of the Wahalla tribe, took power.
It is not yet known what became of the Wahhara tribe.
Based on the information he gathered, Harris found tribes around their tribe who organized troops in the name of the uprising.
Drive all outsiders out of Egypt.
Using this title, Harris attacked other tribes that did not obey him, which simply violated the warrior's beliefs.
If this continues, the Wahala tribe will be destroyed in the hands of Harris sooner or later, but now Henry has no way to go back and correct the chaos!
Three days flew by.
