Nashadir received Jiang Xuan's letter and his expression changed when he saw the content.
"Carry out an all-out war and conquer the French colonial area in one fell swoop..." He murmured in his mouth.
Falling into deep contemplation, it would be difficult for them to defeat the Wahala tribe with their current strength and supplies.
If he really wanted to have a decisive battle with the French army, Nashadir would not be sure.
It's not that he is afraid, but that their current capabilities are not enough.
Even with the cooperation of Long Yanjun, he was still worried.
More importantly, after having fought side by side with the Egyptians in the French colonial area so many times.
Nashadir's original intention of fighting has changed, not just because the Long Yan Army promised him a giant steam engine, but now he wants to completely liberate the people of the entire French colonial area and has made a hard choice.
If Jiang Xuan takes the lead in breaking through the most important industrial area in the French colonial area.
So what will be Long Yan's attitude towards the Egyptian people at that time?
He didn't know or understand, let alone what Jiang Xuan was thinking.
After thinking of this, Nashadir thought that he should have a pre-war meeting with Jiang Xuan to express their thoughts.
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But now the distance between the two teams is too far, and it is very difficult to send messages. Now his face is known to many people.
Leaving one's own territory rashly like this, if caught by the French army, would definitely cause a big blow to their rebel troops.
He couldn't go there in person.
While Nashadir was worrying about this matter, Harris walked in.
"Nashadir, with this kind of marching movement, our supply array will not be able to arrive on the battlefield on time. I can't let the soldiers go to the battlefield hungry!"
When Nashadir saw Harris, his eyes lit up and he completely ignored what the other person said.
Instead, he said to himself: "Why was I worrying about this matter just now? Isn't the most suitable person right here..."
Harris frowned and slapped the marching plan that Nashadir had previously imagined on the table.
He shouted coldly: "Did you hear what I was saying?"
Nashadir stood up, glanced at the march plan he had written, threw it aside, looked at Harris, and said with a faint smile: "Oh, Harris, don't worry about these march array issues, you have more.
Important things to do.”
Harris was already holding his breath, but when Nashadir said this, he became even more angry.
"This is about the lives of our soldiers. As the commander, you must be responsible for this matter!"
While agreeing, Nashadir said: "Yes, yes, I will revise this march plan later. Come, let me tell you something else."
Harris was pulled out of the camp by Nashadir and walked in an unknown direction.
Harris looked confused. At normal times like this, Nashadir would definitely draw up a battle plan first and then do other things.
After all, there is nothing more important than this war now.
But Nashadir now showed a look of indifference. Harris frowned, wondering why he behaved like this.
Nashadir walked with him in the position and said: "Harris, our battle plan is going to change, but before changing it, I need you to meet someone?"
Harris stopped, looked at Nashadir in confusion, and asked in a deep voice: "What do you mean, it's already this time, you want to cancel the attack on the Wahhara tribe?"
"No, what I mean is that if we want to launch a more comprehensive war, you know that we will cooperate with the Long Yan Army."