At this time, Egypt.
In the capital of the Farouk dynasty, Logins boarded the palace and faced King Farouk.
He wants to solve the problems of the current Farouk dynasty.
When Farooq saw Loggins, he was so frightened that he immediately hid.
He knew what Loggins was here for.
His generals had told him that the sudden appearance of troops on the battlefield solved their crisis, but Faruk also knew that the troops would save him at this time.
Except for Logins, no troops would be willing to provide him with assistance.
Seeing Logins coming up, Faruk hid behind the throne in embarrassment, not daring to face him directly.
"Quick, stop him."
Logins took one step or two and stepped directly onto the throne.
The Egyptian ministers did not dare to stop him at all, and turned away when they saw Loggins.
The entire Egyptian palace soon became empty.
The trembling Farooq's face froze when he saw Loggins.
"Faruk, order the withdrawal of your troops and send people to negotiate peace with Nashadir!"
Loggins faced Faruk and said in a deep voice.
"This this……"
Farouk didn't even know how to answer, he had long lost his previous glory.
The 300,000-strong Egyptian army held out for less than a week before the Arab coalition forces broke through and even nearly broke into his capital.
If it hadn't been for Loggins' timely rescue, he might have become a prisoner of the enemy.
Loggins grabbed Farooq and threw him to the ground.
"Lo...Lord Loggins!"
Farouk trembled.
Loggins said coldly: "Sending troops to reconcile with Nashadir is not in the interests of Britain!"
"If not, you know the consequences!"
Farooq nodded heavily, he now had no bargaining power.
The defeat of 300,000 Egyptian troops had made him realize where the gap was.
"I will arrange for envoys to seek peace."
Farooq said in panic that he could only agree to Loggins' suggestion now.
"Faruk, we can support you to rise to power, and we can also support other people to rise to power. You should understand this truth."
Logins snorted coldly, turned and left.
Britain cannot directly intervene in this war. Indirect intervention will only increase Britain's consumption here.
It would be most cost-effective for Britain to end the war as early as possible.
It's just that Faruk's defeat and peace this time will definitely require a very high price, possibly even the land of the Nile Delta.
But fortunately, these costs are not borne by Britain.
Otherwise, the losses in this battle would have been too great.
After thinking of this, Logins breathed a sigh of relief. After the war, everything would be back on track...
Farouk sent an emissary for peace talks as requested by Loggins.
Three more days have passed, and so far there has been no news.
Farouk paced anxiously up and down the court.
If this matter cannot be completed,
Suddenly, an urgent military report came from the front line.
"Report, the Arab League led an army of 30,000 to invade!"
When Faruk heard this, he was so frightened that he quickly walked from the throne to the messenger and asked quickly: "We didn't send envoys for peace talks, why are they still attacking us!"
The messenger said in fear: "Our messenger's head is on their flagpole!"
"Ah!" Faruk was startled.
The ministers were even more shocked.
They hung the head of the peace envoy on the battle flag, which shows that they have no desire to reconcile with the Farouk dynasty!
Faruk's heart suddenly went cold.
Thirty thousand elite soldiers, their troops cannot stop them!
If Henry's troops broke the city, he thought of the consequences.
He had heard before that Nashadir, the leader of the Arab League, had once done something to put the enemy's head on the balance of good and evil in Anubia.
Thinking of this, Farooq felt a burst of fear, collapsed on the ground, looked up to the sky and roared:
"What should I do now!"
A man came out from among the ministers and suggested: "Your Majesty, if that doesn't work, please ask Lord Loggins for help."
"I don't think they'll ignore us."
"After all, they also need us to contain the Dragon Flame forces. As long as we are still here, the Mediterranean Sea will not be completely controlled by the Dragon Flame."
Farooq grasped at straws when he heard the name.
"Yes, you are right, help Britain!"
"This is our only way!"
…
And this time on the Egyptian battlefield.
Henry re-led 30,000 Arab troops and launched an attack against the Farouk dynasty.
Just as the messenger said, hanging on the battle flag was the head of the messenger sent by Farouk!
Henry rode his horse and looked at the city-state in the distance, showing a confident smile.
Although they withdrew the last time they fought here, this time, Henry was confident of annihilating Farouk's troops.
"Report to the general, the roads in all directions have been blocked, we have completed the blockade!"
"good, very good!"
"But Farouk is now on his way to Britain to seek refuge with Tong."
Henry said oh.
This incident was within his expectation. As long as Faruk was fine, this territory could still be preserved in Faruk's name.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
Henry was going to fight a protracted war with Britain.
It is to consume Britain's power here and beat Britain painfully, so that their border can be peaceful.
Only then can Britain know that the Arab League is not something to be trifled with.
"Don't worry about Faruk, just attack according to our plan!"
"yes."
The Arab coalition launched an offensive, and Farouk's troops were now stationed outside the capital.
They have been waiting here for a long time. For them, this war is no longer as terrifying as before.
They had already defeated Nashadir's coalition once.
For them, they will still win this war, and now their confidence is greatly increased!
Although Farouk has now taken refuge in Britain, he is still fearless.
I even felt that Farooq should not hide, as they had the ability to win this battle.
Avoiding is a cowardly act!
The commander of the Farouk dynasty, riding a war horse and holding a spear, did not care about Henry's troops galloping ahead.
"Let's teach them another lesson!"
"charge!"
Farouk's commander raised his spear and said calmly.
They didn't even have the slightest combat plan before the war. They just wanted to charge in one go and directly overwhelm the Arab League troops with more than 40,000 troops.
Commander Jack of British Aid, who was standing aside, saw Commander Farouk's ridiculous command and was so angry that he almost exploded!
"How could you do this!"
"You're sending yourself to death!"
Commander Faruk glanced at Jack and chuckled: "Mercenaries, what are you afraid of? Let the people on the opposite side have a taste of our power!"
