Chapter 1378: Is There a Possibility

Nashadier looked at the map, asking himself who wouldn't covet this region.

The Nile Delta, with its fertile land, and the British having colonized it for so long, had built the cities there quite well.

Now, to go and pick up the scraps...

Nashadier was silent for a few minutes: "Isn't it a bit immoral to do this?"

Jiang Xuan was slightly surprised; this couldn't be Nashadier's personality: "Would you talk about morality with the French, or would you talk about morality with the British?"

"Back then, you were the one who told me to launch sneak attacks and ambushes; how happy you were."

"Have you forgotten all that?"

Nashadier's face didn't flush and his heart didn't race, stating: "Don't you Longyan people have an old saying, 'War is the art of deception'?"

"Isn't that exactly what this means?"

Jiang Xuan was stunned; you know that, yet you say picking up scraps is immoral.

Nashadier said again: "What I mean is, if we go to pick up scraps like this, what if we get ambushed by someone else?"

"The Suez Canal and this place, our army can hold them, but if we occupy Cairo, our forces will be spread too thin, and it will be very easy for us to be defeated one by one."

Hearing this, Jiang Xuan suddenly realized, so that was it.

Indeed, if they went to pick up scraps like this, it would indeed be immoral, too immoral for their Longyan, how could he have such an idea.

"We cannot pick up scraps like this, it is too immoral." Jiang Xuan nodded in agreement with Nashadier's words.

But the city of Cairo, they absolutely could not let the French and the British have it.

This kind of thing where the other side takes advantage, they couldn't do it.

Jiang Xuan looked at the current map of Egypt.

Because this place was basically all desert, and other than the few cities that were strategic and relatively important, the other places had no real significance to occupy.

Currently, the forces in Egypt were just their Longyan, the French, the British, and several large and small factions; the situation was still relatively complex.

Now that the war between the British and the French had broken out, the British and Longyan had passively become allies, helping Prussia fight the Franco-Austrian Alliance.

"Wait."

"British Alliance... Franco-Austrian Alliance!"

A flash of inspiration struck Jiang Xuan's mind, and in a minute he understood; a smile appeared on his face as he looked at Nashadier.

Nashadier felt a chill down his spine from being stared at: "What do you want to do?"

Jiang Xuan revealed a meaningful smile and raised an eyebrow: "I was thinking, is there a possibility..."

"No!" Nashadier immediately refused.

Jiang Xuan was stunned, not knowing what Nashadier had thought of, and said again: "I mean, suppose we help the British occupy Cairo."

"Do you think the British would still have the nerve to think about making a move themselves?"

Nashadier was stunned the moment he heard this; this... was a bit different from what he had just thought.

However, regarding this strategy, Nashadier narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled: "It can work, it can definitely work."

Jiang Xuan and Nashadier looked at each other and revealed fox-like smiles.

At this time, the British general, Dike, had his brows tightly furrowed.

The situation at the front was tight, and because of the struggle between the British and the French at sea, the number of British troops within Egypt was not very high.

This was what allowed the French to find an opening.

Cairo had fallen because of this, and both sides had paid a not-insignificant price.

For this counterattack, Dike had scraped together ten thousand men from the British colonies in Egypt to attack Cairo, and they had been fighting until now.

The manpower of both sides was already stretched thin.

Although both sides possessed very abundant artillery and weapons.

The city of Cairo, which they had built themselves, was also blasted into tatters under the fierce artillery fire of both sides.

Both sides had suffered countless casualties.

Why were these French so tenacious? According to Dike's

understanding, the French didn't have many people left in Cairo.

If it were in the past, the French would have been beaten away long ago.

Why were they now as firm as if they were defending their own capital? Although Cairo was equally important to the French.

But they still had other port cities, and their transport lines would not be completely blocked.

Even without Cairo, supplies in Egypt and reinforcements from the homeland could still land.

Dike fell into doubt, fearing that there was a trap, and whether the French were deliberately holding their British army here.

So that other armies could go and attack their other important colonies in Egypt.

After all, that was how Cairo was lost; he could not afford not to be on guard.

If that were really the case, it would be dangerous!

"Guard, have we received any military reports from other places?" Dike asked hurriedly.

"Report, sir, there are no military reports for the time being, but it has been detected that there are signs of troop movements at the French port cities."

"Judging from the traces left behind, the number is not small."

Hearing this news, Dike gasped; it was just as he thought!

These hateful French, he knew they were going to play dirty and steal his cities again.

He immediately deduced that the French might be about to steal his cities.

Dike immediately ordered: "Pass on my military order, retreat!"

"Retreat?"

"General, are we giving up on Cairo?"

Dike glared at him and cursed directly: "Give up my ass, what's so good about Cairo?"

"Although we can attack the Suez Canal directly from Cairo, have you never fought the Longyan?"

"With our current strength, can we seize the Suez Canal from the Longyan if we reach Cairo? We can't seize it!"

Dike stared at the map of Egypt, his expression gloomily terrifying, and finally said helplessly: "Let's leave Cairo to you French for now, and let you fight the Longyan."

"When you both suffer losses, we British will come out to pick up the scraps!"

Thinking of this, Dike's order was quickly issued; the British Soldiers were stunned—not fighting anymore, retreating?

Clearly, if they tried a little harder, Cairo could be taken; why retreat just like that?

They did not understand, but military orders are like mountains, so they still followed them.

In Cairo, the French, the leader of these French Army, Sashaer, saw the British Soldiers fleeing in a sorry state and wept with joy.

"This group of hateful British has finally left!"

Sashaer looked at Cairo, which had almost become a ruin, and felt very bitter inside.

When he arrived, with the construction of the British, it was called luxurious.

But under the continuous artillery fire, the reluctant equipment, facilities, factory buildings, and so on were all destroyed.

After experiencing two major battles, his own French army had plummeted from the original fifty thousand people to less than three thousand.

Among them, there were many wounded who could no longer participate in the battle.

However, fortunately, Cairo was secured.

This group of British finally could not chew down his hard bone and all left.

Just at this moment, not long after the British left, while Sashaer was celebrating his survival, an abrupt emergency military report reached his ears.

"Report to the General, the British are attacking again!"

"What!" Sashaer sat up in shock from his dying state, looked at the guard in disbelief, and said helplessly: "Didn't they just leave?"