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Chapter 3140

Chapter 3140

After the plan was formulated, Sashar announced that it would be implemented immediately.

The Minister of Military Affairs is fully responsible for this battle, he said.

On the other side of the battlefield, Nashadir frowned.

He thought about the solidity of the French port, but he never expected that the solidity would be so strong that even Long Yan's siege cannons would be helpless.

Longyan's siege shells are very special. Generally, the shell explosion causes damage by exploding the shell and causing damage by the shrapnel produced by the explosion.

But this is not the case with the Dragon Flame siege cannon. The siege cannon uses ultra-high chamber pressure to launch shells, and the force of this shell is generally low.

It hit the city wall and shattered it.

But in this city, Port de France, the wall they built was actually ten meters thick, and the artillery shells would not have any effect at all.

"Did these French people use the huge stones used to build the pyramids to build the city wall?"

Nashadir slammed the table angrily and rubbed his forehead. The siege cannon had no effect, so the only option was to attack by force.

But if they attack by force, the damage will be too great, and those turrets will be obstacles on their march.

At this moment, the frontline messenger sent a message: "Report to the general, Sashar's surprise attack is still sixty miles away from us!"

Upon hearing the news, Nashadir was suddenly startled and frowned.

How could Sashar launch an attack at this time? If he continued to endure, he would take advantage of the city walls and forts.

It is not certain who will win or lose in this protracted war.

Why is he suddenly sending troops now?

"Explore again!" Nashadir ordered calmly.

Nashadir looked at the map on the table, then took out the map of Egypt, frowning.

Look at what could happen above.

Suddenly, a problem was discovered. France's territory in Egypt was getting smaller and smaller, and it was even impossible to abandon ports and cities on important transportation lines except Egypt.

Basically I haven’t seen any other French cities in Egypt.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he had another map he was looking at.

That map records Egypt's recent colonial changes and what special resources there are in these colonies.

Nashadir suddenly realized: "France must not fight a protracted war in this war!"

Nashadir smiled coldly, and France jumped into panic.

Now the French port city has been surrounded by them, completely cutting off the connection between them, which is equivalent to cutting off their transportation lines.

This is just a port city.

The most important things in a protracted war are supplies, food, guns and ammunition, and defensive equipment. These are all consumables.

But there is no way their city can even replenish it.

If they cannot win a quick victory, they will definitely lose this war.

Nashadir summoned the messenger and said in a cold voice: "If you pass my order, the cavalry is ready to attack. I will completely destroy the French troops on this plain!"

"yes!"

Immediately afterwards, another messenger came in and reported: "The enemy is forty miles away!"

"Explore again!" Nashadir said coldly.

The other ministers frowned slightly. Forty miles is not a short or long distance, and the French cavalry is also quite powerful.

This distance will soon be reached.

Not long after, the messenger came in again: "Report, the enemy is only thirty miles away from us!"

Sashar lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Let's explore again!"

Hearing this sentence, the generals next to him couldn't sit still.

"General, our military camp cannot withstand the charge of the French cavalry!"

"Thirty miles away, according to the speed of the French cavalry, we can reach it in an instant."

Sashar didn't even raise his eyelids and said calmly: "It's okay."

At this moment, another messenger rushed into the military camp, with a look of horror on his face: "General, the enemy is less than twenty miles away from us."

The others took a breath of cold air. Twenty miles away, the French troops would soon arrive at the city.


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