At this time, the Sogra tribe.
Nashadir received Jiang Xuan's letter and his expression changed when he saw the content.
"Carry out a full-scale war and conquer the French colonial area in one fell swoop..." He murmured in his mouth.
Falling into deep contemplation, it would be difficult for them to defeat the Wahala tribe with their current strength and supplies.
If he really wanted to have a decisive battle with the French army, Nashadir was not sure.
It's not that he is afraid, but that their current capabilities are not enough.
Even with the cooperation of Long Yanjun, he was still worried.
More importantly, after having fought side by side with the Egyptians in the French colonial area so many times.
The original intention of Nashadir's battle has changed, not just because the Longyan Army promised him a giant steam engine, but now he wants to completely liberate the people of the entire French colonial area and has made a hard choice.
If Jiang Xuan takes the lead in breaking through the most important industrial area in the French colonial area.
So what will be Long Yan's attitude towards the Egyptian people at that time?
He didn't know or understand, let alone what Jiang Xuan was thinking.
After thinking of this, Nashadir thought that he should have a pre-war meeting with Jiang Xuan to express their thoughts.
Find out how to make your choice next.
But now the distance between the two teams is too far, and it is very difficult to send messages. Now his face is known to many people.
Leaving one's own territory rashly like this, if caught by the French army, would definitely cause a big blow to their rebel troops.
He couldn't go in person.
While Nashadir was worrying about this matter, Harris walked in.
"Nashadir, with this kind of marching movement, our supply array will not be able to arrive on the battlefield on time. I can't let the soldiers go to the battlefield hungry!"
When Nashadir saw Harris, his eyes lit up and he completely ignored what the other party said.
Instead, he said to himself: "Why was I worrying about this matter just now? Isn't the most suitable person right here..."
Harris frowned and slapped Nashadir's previously conceived marching plan on the table.
He shouted coldly: "Did you hear what I was saying?"
Nashadir stood up, glanced at the march plan he had written, threw it aside, looked at Harris, and said with a faint smile: "Oh, Harris, don't worry about these marching array issues, you have more. Important things to do.”
Harris was already holding his breath, but when Nashadir said this, he became even more angry.
"This is about the lives of our soldiers. As the commander, you must be responsible for this matter!"
Nashadir agreed and said: "Yes, yes, I will revise this march plan later. Come, let me tell you something else."
Harris was pulled out of the camp by Nashadir and walked in an unknown direction.
Harris looked confused. At times like this, Nashadir would definitely draw up a battle plan first and then do other things.
After all, there is nothing more important than this war now.
But Nashadir now showed a look of indifference. Harris frowned, wondering why he behaved like this.
Nashadir walked with him in the position and said: "Harris, our battle plan is going to change, but before changing it, I need you to meet someone?"
Harris stopped, looked at Nashadir in confusion, and asked in a deep voice: "What do you mean, it's already this time, you want to cancel the attack on the Wahhara tribe?"
"No, what I mean is that if we want to launch a more comprehensive war, you know that we will cooperate with the Long Yan Army."
"But what is the strength of our troops now? If the Long Yan Army first captures the industrial area above the French Colonial Area."
"At that time, we will fall into passivity, so I need you to understand what the other party's wishes are, so that we can choose how to fight next."
"Do you understand what I mean?"
Harris nodded. This was to ask him to negotiate with the generals of the Long Yan Army.
He wondered: "Why aren't I, Sean and Henry more suitable?"
Nashadir shook his head and said: "The two of them don't know how to negotiate. If such a task is given to them, they will only make things worse."
"So looking at it now, you are the only person who is most suitable for this matter."
Harris took a breath and said calmly: "I understand, when will we set off?"
Nashadir looked at him: "We are now blocked by the French. Although it is easier for you to get through, there is a high chance of being caught by the French."
"You have to think clearly."
Harris shrugged and said, "I am a warrior of the Wahala tribe."
Nashadir watched him walk forward, his body upright and firm.
Nashadir exhaled and shook his head. This journey was destined to be dangerous for Harris.
Harris didn't linger at all. After making simple preparations, Nashadir contacted the messenger on Long Yan's side, and he set off immediately.
Didn't make too many stops.
Long Yan's messenger is from Almis Office, and the voice of this office is also blooming in Africa.
Under his leadership, Harris easily passed through the tribal area of Sogra and arrived on the neighboring Ethiopian plateau.
Here is a path that few choose to go forward.
Because there are more beasts than people on the road, it is extremely dangerous, and it is even further away from the nearby city.
Choosing this path to move forward is basically choosing to dance with death.
Someone from the Almis firm told Harris.
"It is indeed dangerous here, but they still found a relatively safe route here."
"Walking along the grassland, you will come to the industrial area of the French colonial area. If you bypass it, you can enter the Nile River area."
"What we need to pay attention to is that when entering the Nile area, we must accept the interrogation of the French. These are extraordinary times, you know."
"But you have a special status. We have to take a small route to avoid the interrogation."
Harris nodded. After traveling for almost seven days, Harris and the people from Almis Office finally arrived in the Nile River area.
They climbed over the high barbed wire fence in the wilderness in this area and tried to cross.
Khamis looked at this place and asked: "Won't the French patrol here?"
"There should be a camp for their troops ahead."
The people from Almis Office smiled and said: "No, according to our previous investigation, during this time period, the French are all sleeping soundly, so there is no time for patrolling."
Harris didn't speak anymore. After the two men cut the wire, they entered the other side of the wilderness.
This is the Nile River Basin.
However, at this moment, sharp-eyed Harris suddenly saw a French soldier walking out of the French camp not far away.
He hurriedly grabbed the person from Almis's office and leaned down.
