Sashar rushed out of the mansion and stood on the city wall looking through the telescope at the dusty horizon in the distance.
A clear flag suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Flag of Britain?
But the next second, Sashar's eyes suddenly froze, but why was it the Dragon Flame people who were holding the British flag?
There was no time to think so much, Sashar immediately said angrily: "Get ready to fight!"
The French guard was stunned. Didn't he just say that the British troops had retreated? Why are they still fighting?
You won’t call me back again!
The French guards had no time to repair themselves and rushed to fight.
When they saw the troops under the city, they were dumbfounded: "Do these British people know magic? Why did they suddenly conjure up so many troops!"
The mighty army under the city immediately surrounded them in Cairo.
But then they discovered something was wrong, why Britain's troops were all composed of Dragon Flame and Nashadir troops.
Sashar looked at the leader, a Dragon Flame man, standing on the city wall and said in French: "Why did you Dragon Flame people seek refuge in Britain?"
"You Long Yan, Mr. Liu Zheng are so great and admirable!"
"Are you rebelling? This is simply a shame to Long Yan!"
Jiang Xuan understood the French language he spoke. He looked up at the dilapidated Cairo city wall and said immediately: "You French people actually dare to occupy the city of our allied British army."
"We, Long Yan, are both emotionally and rationally determined to take Cairo back to Britain."
"This time we, Longyan, are helping Britain to fight you, so naturally we are flying the flag of Britain."
When Sashar stood at the top of the city and heard this perfunctory reason, his lips twitched.
Damn it, this group of Long Yan people just took advantage of the fact that they and Britain were beaten to the point of losing their minds, and came out to pick up the leaks.
What do you mean by avenging Britain?
It's all lies!
Just here to pick up leaks.
"Start the war!"
"Help our ally Britain take back Cairo!"
Jiang Xuan gave the order and the war broke out immediately.
"Shameless Long Yan people!" Sachar yelled, and the few remaining French troops quickly jumped into the battle.
But it couldn't stop Long Yan's attack at all.
But still stubbornly resisted.
Gunfire filled the sky, but at the other end of Cairo, on an inconspicuous road out of the city.
Sashar heard the sound of gunfire in the distance, his eyes turned red: "Dragon Flame Man!"
"General, let's go. It's impossible for us to defend Cairo with our small amount of troops. Long Yan has come out in full force this time."
"Fake!"
Their port city has now been occupied by the Dragon Flame people, and this depression has been suffocating in Sashar's heart for a long time.
Originally I wanted to defend Cairo by myself, which would be regarded as a meritorious service.
Unexpectedly, they fought with Britain so hard that they almost lost their minds.
As a result, Long Yanren made her into a wedding dress again!
He couldn't bear this tone!
Sashar was so angry that his eyes went dark.
"General, general..."
Sashar looked at Cairo with the British flag hoisted in the distance, and suddenly fell into despair. He already understood why Long Yan wanted to fly under the British flag.