This is one of the few places in Egypt where food can be grown.
Now is the wheat harvest season, and the dry wheat is in the field.
If the fire burns into the fields, the Egyptian people will only be hungry for a year.
Although this matter is a boost for them!
They originally wanted to destroy the economy of Farouk's dynasty, but these are not the results they want!
What the Arab League wants to destroy is the nobles of the Farouk dynasty who enjoy their wealth, not the innocent civilians!
Harris looked at the retreating enemy troops in the distance and gritted his teeth with hatred!
If they pursue now, they can definitely eliminate this bastard, but then there will be no way to control the fire, and it is very likely that the fields will burn down!
"General, do you want to pursue me?"
"Put out the fire first, and settle the score slowly!"
Harris said in a deep voice, and he left to lead the troops to where the fire was most intense.
Launch to the rescue!
…
At this time, Henry on the battlefield suddenly saw huge black clouds rising in the sky in the distance!
That's the direction of their position!
An unpleasant thought suddenly emerged in his mind.
There are no British troops on the battlefield so far. Where have they gone?
The answer is ready to come out!
Something must have happened to their position. Henry's expression changed and he looked at the battlefield. Now they had the advantage.
If he persisted for a while longer, he was very sure that he would be able to capture Faruk's imperial capital within today!
But now, something happened in their position but they didn't know what happened.
Such black clouds rising into the sky are definitely a sign of fire!
If anything went wrong, all their escape routes and supplies would be destroyed, and the spread of fire would engulf the nearby fields.
Even if they occupy the Farouk Imperial Capital by then, they will be trapped and die here because they have no supplies.
Henry tightened his right grip and loosened it. What a hard-fought victory...
"Order the withdrawal!" Henry turned towards his horse and said in a deep voice.
His officer glanced at Henry, and now they are in a good situation. If they can persist, they will annihilate Farouk's troops!
"General, this is a great achievement!"
"I don't want to say it a second time!"
The officer was stunned and sighed, waving a withdrawal gesture.
The drums sounded and Henry's troops immediately retreated.
But the soldiers looked confused. Seeing victory right in front of them, why withdraw now?
However, it was hard to disobey the king's orders, so they had no choice but to retreat reluctantly!
The remaining Farouk troops looked at the Arab coalition forces that suddenly retreated with a blank look on their faces.
But the next moment I was filled with joy!
The heroic Arab Alliance Army once again defeated the brutal Arab Alliance Army!
…
Henry led the troops and left to rush back to their positions.
But when they went back, Henry looked at the scorched earth before and was in a daze!
Their camp, including the surrounding wheat fields, was now in ruins!
Everything is ruined!
All is gone!
A fire turned this most important food-producing area of the Farouk Dynasty into red ground!
This place turned into a sea of fire.
Seeing such scorched earth, many soldiers no longer had the strength to make any expressions on their faces.
Everything is ruined. Even if they win the war, there will not be enough food here, and a famine will soon sweep across.
"Quickly put out the fire!"
Henry watched as Harris led the Arab coalition forces to put out the fire that destroyed the Farouk dynasty.
Inexplicable and complicated emotions emerged in Henry's heart!
"Put out the fire, put out the fire!"
Henry rides a war horse and rushes to the front line of fighting the fire!
And the soldiers behind him did the same thing!
…
At this time, King Farouk, who was sitting on the British battleship, stole a telescope and looked at the black clouds rising above his imperial capital.
He continued to eat the donuts from Britain with indifference.
None of this was worth caring about for him.
The Prime Minister Old Peter next to him saw the black clouds in the sky. He was well-informed and immediately recognized that these were the traces left by the fire. He reminded in a deep voice: "Your Majesty Faruk, there may be a fire near your imperial capital. .”
"According to what I know, that is your most important food production area."
Farouk snorted and said indifferently: "Another donut."
He looked at Old Prime Minister Pete and chuckled: "Prime Minister, the donuts you have here taste really good."
Upon hearing this answer, Old Pete's body shook slightly.
He didn't know how to answer the call either.
Most of the Farouk dynasty's income relies on exporting agricultural products. Now that their food production areas have been destroyed, the king actually has no reaction at all.
Old Pete couldn't imagine how he could sit here and eat donuts so leisurely.
Old Pete shook his head, but didn't say anything more.
What does the disaster of the Farouk Dynasty have to do with Britain?
If not, this King Farouk still had great use, Old Pete would not have come to pick him up and leave.
…
And at this time, America.
Sheldon rushed to Longyan City and brought a lot of gifts.
But as soon as I arrived at Longyan City, I was rejected!
Neither Qing Yangshuo nor the officials of Longyan City met the British governor.
Sheldon didn't feel angry at all after being treated like this.
He knew he was in the wrong. Since Qing Yangshuo didn't see him, he had been staying at the inn in Longyan City.
If Long Yan really joins the battlefield because of this matter, Sheldon will be blamed!
After three days in the post house of Longyan City, things finally turned around.
Sheldon received the news of Mr. Qing Yangshuo's meeting.
He immediately put on his disguise, put on the most humble appearance, and went to see Mr. Qing Yangshuo.
In the Lord's Mansion of Longyan City.
"My Majesty, the Governor of Britain in the Americas, pays homage to the Lord of the City!"
Qing Yangshuo glanced at Sheldon and said calmly: "Forgive me."
"Thank you, sir!" Hilton raised his head and saw Mr. Qing Yangshuo. He said respectfully, "We have prepared a little gift. I hope you like it."
Sheldon clapped his hands, and Xuanren delivered the gift, but Qing Yangshuo said coldly: "No need, Your Excellency Sheldon."
"I invited you here this time to tell you that there is nothing to talk about between us."
"You will go to Quebec with your gift!"
"In the near future, our iron ship Long Yan will sail to the English Channel to ask for an explanation from George III!"
Hearing these words, Sheldon's face darkened.
Long Yan is ready to fight. If things really develop to that point, he will become the sinner of Britain.
Sheldon sighed and knelt on the ground: "Sir, this is a misunderstanding!"
