After Dick and Jiang Xuan sign a cooperation agreement, Britain will send troops to France to help Long Yan regain the four port cities that originally belonged to them.
The news quickly reached Nashadir.
Although Nashadir went deep behind enemy lines, it became very difficult to transmit the news, and it took a lot of effort for him to get this news.
Nashadir was very curious about what kind of news Jiang Xuan spent so much effort to deliver to him.
He couldn't wait to open the note and read it. He was stunned for a moment, and soon his face lit up with joy.
"The day of counterattack is coming. The British troops will draw troops to your action points. Take advantage of this opportunity to act immediately!"
The corners of Nashadir's mouth raised. He had been operating behind enemy lines for so long.
I didn't expect that the final chapter would finally come.
Due to his activities, the Wahhara tribe already hated the French, and it is even more so now.
The Wahhara tribe is a large tribe nearby, with countless small tribes attached to it.
If such a tribe launched a riot in the French colonies, the French would definitely be caught off guard.
"We need to discuss this matter with Henry." Nashadir said after thinking for a moment.
Henry is the young chief of the Wahhara tribe and a friend of Nashadir.
After Nashadir's consideration during this period, it has been confirmed that Henry is a trustworthy person.
Nashadir soon found Henry in the tribe.
"Nashadir, you are still used to living here. Let me tell you, our Wahhara tribe is not only famous for war horses, but also famous for kumiss and mutton. Try the taste of kumiss."
Henry saw Nashadir's arrival and greeted him warmly.
Nashadir took the wine bag with a smile, took a sip of the kumiss, and praised: "It tastes good, comparable to Long Yan's Yinzhou Drunk."
Hearing this, Henry laughed and waved his hands repeatedly.
"Don't make fun of me. This kumiss is indeed good, but it's still far behind Long Yan's Yinzhou Drunk."
"I once drank it at the old chief's place. Well, that's the kind of strong drink a warrior should drink!"
"However, since the French turned against Long Yan, Long Yan's Yinzhou drunkenness has never spread here again."
"It's a pity to talk about it." Henry sighed.
Nashadir nodded, looked at Henry and asked: "Henry, do you want to drink Yinzhou drunk again?"
Henry raised his head and looked at Nashadir excitedly: "Do you have a way?"
Nashadir smiled: "Although you know that I am a general, you still don't know where I am a general, right?"
Henry waved his hand and said: "Our Wahala tribe doesn't have so much brains to think about these things. Friends are friends. I don't care where you are a general."
Nashadir laughed and shook his head.
Henry looked at Nashadir and said drunkenly: "By the way, you are a general somewhere. You said you have a way to get Yinzhou drunk. Could it be that you are a general from Long Yan?"
"Well, more or less, I'm from Cairo. I'm half of Long Yan's general, but I have my own army."
Henry was stunned for a moment, then looked at Nashadir carefully, and said with a smile: "Stop joking, how could General Long Yan avoid the French's investigation?"
"It's impossible for those Long Yan people to come to me, because they were either killed by the French in this colonial area, or were killed by the tribes under French control."