Chapter 1466: Observation

Winter is not a good thing for Europe; it is already late autumn, and the temperature is already very cold.

In a winter lacking food, even wars are occasionally postponed.

Countries with insufficient food reserves do not want to start a battle.

But Liu Zheng does not think so; as the saying goes, warfare is the art of deception, and one must be unexpected to achieve victory.

However, this idea of his was quickly slapped down at light speed by other generals bringing out the current food and fodder reserves.

Recently, the Dragon Flame Army's food and fodder reserves have indeed not been sufficient, and it is already late autumn.

According to projections, the current movements of these European countries are very likely to lead to a large-scale campaign before winter sets in.

The Dragon Flame Army must be well prepared.

Liu Zheng fully agrees with this view; the current European war situation is very chaotic, and almost all countries on the European continent have already participated in the war.

Prussia still has only a few allies.

But as the pace of the war accelerates, the Catholic Pope and the Eastern Orthodox Patriarch have reached a consensus and entered the fray.

They established and formed the Holy Cross Army to crusade against Protestantism.

The situation in Prussia immediately became critical again; of the two major countries in Europe that believe in Protestantism, one is Britain, and the other is Prussia.

Britain is isolated on the sea and is basically unaffected by the war on the European continent.

Thus, the pressure from the Holy Cross Army's crusade on the European continent is left solely on Prussia.

Sometimes Liu Zheng sighs, wondering what on earth Frederick II did to offend every single country in Europe.

Looking around, the whole world is an enemy!

The only ally is the pit-digging Britain; the war has been fought until now, and not a single cent of aid from Britain has been seen by Dragon Flame or Prussia.

Liu Zheng sighed to Xie Chan: "It's still better to have good connections."

"The countries surrounding Dragon Flame are all trustworthy allies."

Xie Chan sneered, exposing Liu Zheng's shameless behavior.

"Yes, the countries surrounding the Dragon Flame Nation are either your people or have become your people; in Dragon Flame, who doesn't know the peerless charm of Chief Minister Liu Zheng?"

"The eldest princess of this country, the princess of that country..."

Liu Zheng chuckled, tackled Xie Chan to the ground, and narrowed his eyes as he looked at Xie Chan's alluring face: "Those people, how could they be as beautiful as the Longyang Princess?"

Xie Chan snorted, and Liu Zheng chuckled.

Egypt, although from a seasonal perspective, it is about to enter winter.

But here, one cannot feel even a hint of cold; it is even somewhat hot, at least that is how Jiang Xuan and Nashadier feel.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan is stationed in Cairo to prevent sneak attacks by Britain or any other colonists.

Jiang Xuan has quite a bit of experience with this.

And Nashadier is currently in a port city, where he is urgently deploying troops and supplies.

The thing most lacking when marching and fighting in Egypt is not food and fodder, but water resources; fortunately, this is a port city, so water resources are not that scarce.

The climate here is different from other places; it rains often here, so water resources are not that scarce.

The local forces in this city, the alliance of veterans, the security organization composed of Egyptian Nobles, and the Militia Union.

All declared their submission to Nashadier, claiming they would absolutely not engage in any underhanded tricks.

Nashadier is at ease regarding their words.

After all, these three organizations are often given a round of physical education by his own troops.

Now, with the help of these three organizations, the grain storage in the city is already astonishing, enough to support a major battle.

The vanguard led by Nashadier went to scout the path; this time, Nashadier led the team in person.

This port city is located on the coastline and is one of the few territories in Egypt that does not have a desert.

The road leading to another port city is a rare dirt road.

Nashadier led the team to sneak into the French Port city; just by observing from outside the city, Nashadier saw the entire city emitting a dim light.

The garrison is unusually large.

Nashadier frowned; these garrison troops were just the outermost guards, and there were already so many.

Inside, there would likely be even more.

If only he and Jiang Xuan led troops to attack, they would likely return in defeat.

Nashadier gasped, intending to withdraw.

It is already dark now, so it is impossible to see the specific situation of the garrison here, let alone what the terrain here is like.

Nashadier plans to find a position tomorrow to continue observing.

Pre-war preparations must be done thoroughly and sufficiently.

Nashadier was preparing to sneak away; they were hidden in the darkness, not lighting any lamps, for fear of attracting the attention of the French garrison.

They walked in the darkness like ghosts.

With their figures hidden, the French had no idea what had just happened.

This is not a desert, but a place with some plain characteristics, where the temperature difference between day and night is not that large.

The temperature is not that low, and Nashadier hid in the woods.

After a night passed, it was the next day.

Nashadier observed again, and the distant port city came into his view.

The entire city was built according to French architectural style.

The terrain around the city does not look complicated, and one could even say there is no defensive advantage, but the instinct carved into Nashadier's bones told him.

If one truly thinks this place is not as difficult to capture as imagined, one will definitely suffer a great loss.

Nashadier continued to observe with the Dragon Flame Telescope.

Only then did he discover some details he had overlooked, because even using a telescope, it was very difficult to see certain details clearly from such a great distance.

In this port city that appeared incomparably flat and devoid of any defensible terrain, Nashadier saw at least ten places where French troops were lying in ambush.

Not only that, he had not realized it when he was observing just a moment ago.

Only now did he sense that something was wrong; there was only one direction from which one could enter this port city.

However, the city walls were extremely towering.

They were built by piling up giant stones, and Nashadier did not know exactly how high or how magnificent they were.

At the very least, Nashadier could not see them clearly from here.

Nashadier gasped; it was fortunate that he had observed the terrain in advance.

It was a pity that he did not know what the inside of this city looked like.

Nashadier shook his head; how could the French possibly let anyone know what the inside of this city was like?

After dismissing this thought, Nashadier returned to the port city.

But now, a group of guests who were not really guests had arrived in the city.

Nashadier walked into the City Lord Mansion and saw someone sitting in his seat, drinking the tea he had swindled from Dragon Flame, with a calm gaze.

That person looked up, watched Nashadier walk over, and gave a contemptuous smile: "Nashadier, you're back."

"I didn't know where you went, so I drank some of your tea leaves; the taste is not bad, I have never drunk such fragrant tea leaves before."