Chapter 1537: Go Quickly and Invite Jiang Xuan

At this moment, Egypt.

Nashadier's troops retreated to the port, and Nashadier lay on his bed, slowly waking up.

He had been overcome with anxiety on the battlefield and fainted; it was his Strategist who led him in a retreat back to the port.

After Nashadier woke up, he looked at the luxury in the room, his head throbbing with pain.

Marina, who was by his side, revealed a smile: "Master, you are awake."

"Marina?" He glanced at the Egyptian beauty beside him and slowly closed his eyes.

"The battle is over..."

Marina's expression stiffened slightly, not knowing how to answer.

He looked at the Strategist standing to the side, Nashadier waved his hand, and Marina withdrew.

The Strategist walked forward.

He also looked at Nashadier in silence.

"General, we lost; it is all the fault of those detestable British."

Nashadier, however, shook his head and said indifferently: "Forget it, victory and defeat are common matters for soldiers; the British were never to be trusted in the first place."

"How great are our losses?" Nashadier looked at the Strategist.

The Strategist took out a report but did not hand it to Nashadier.

Nashadier let out a miserable laugh and lay back on the bed powerlessly.

This war had required a huge investment, and breaking the city walls had originally been a sure thing, but they suffered a total, disastrous defeat because of a surprise attack unit.

Nashadier's chest heaved violently, unable to calm his pent-up frustration.

These 150,000 troops were the entire foundation Nashadier had built up.

The Dragon Flame Army led by Jiang Xuan was currently stationed in Cairo.

After this battle, Nashadier could be considered to have gambled away his entire fortune.

"We wiped out the French Army, over 70,000 men; by comparison, their losses are even more severe."

Nashadier turned his head to look at him, then withdrew his gaze.

"The French Port is still in their hands."

Yes, no matter how great the damage to the French Army was, the port was still in their hands and had not changed owners.

Nashadier calmed his breathing and said helplessly: "Go to Cairo quickly and invite Jiang Xuan!"

"You take our remaining troops to guard Cairo, and let Jiang Xuan lead the Dragon Flame Army to attack the city."

"I cannot take this city."

The Strategist followed Nashadier's order and led the remaining officers back to Cairo.

They no longer had the strength to continue the siege.

The siege, which had lasted for ten days, had completely exhausted their spirit and energy.

Although they had the will, they lacked the strength, especially after seeing the French reinforcements; they were no longer capable of fighting.

This unit now had to rest and recuperate.

But now that the wall of the French Port was breached, although the French Army had received reinforcements, it was also the best time to take the city.

They hurried back to Cairo as quickly as possible.

Upon learning the news of Nashadier's defeat, Cairo was first stunned, and then brows furrowed; with 150,000 troops plus the aid from Britain, this war should not have been lost.

"Tell me in detail what exactly happened?"

The Strategist repeated what had happened before.

After listening, Jiang Xuan nodded; from a tactical and judgmental perspective, Nashadier's command had no issues at all.

It could even be called excellent.

Even if he were facing such sturdy city walls at the French Port, he would not have had any better Method.

The fire attack on the tunnels was indeed a good Method.

"You said the French Army launched a surprise attack?"

The Strategist nodded: "That's right, at that time a French Army suddenly charged out of the battlefield, and their numbers were massive."

"It was because of the sudden entry of this army that we were defeated so miserably."

Indeed, facing a surprise attack from the French Cavalry, without preparation,

one would absolutely fall into a crisis.

"I know about this matter now."

Jiang Xuan pondered for a moment and immediately said: "You are to issue my order immediately, mobilize 30,000 of the Dragon Flame Army, and we will set out at once!"

"At the same time, send 10,000 troops to the place where the British are stationed to see what exactly is going on!"

Hearing Jiang Xuan's two orders, they understood the latter.

But the first one, 30,000 of the Dragon Flame Army.

"General, won't the army be a bit small?"

"According to the estimated remaining strength of the French Army, there are at least 100,000."

"And they still have reinforcements."

Jiang Xuan, however, said: "It is not small; to deal with the current French Army, 30,000 of the Dragon Flame Army is enough."

The Strategist was stunned, but did not say anything more.

Yet he was very worried; the French originally had an army of about 170,000, and about 70,000 had been wiped out by Nashadier's troops.

The remaining strength now was about 100,000.

Although the Dragon Flame Army is valiant and skilled in battle, thirty thousand Dragon Flame soldiers against one hundred thousand French Army troops creates a massive gap in military strength.

"Very well." The Strategist took Jiang Xuan's Tiger Tally to mobilize the thirty thousand Dragon Flame soldiers.

At the same time, he dispatched a troop of about ten thousand men to investigate what had happened to the French reinforcements that the Britain army had intercepted in the desert.

Jiang Xuan did not quite believe that the Britain troops could have been defeated so quickly.

Long Yan is currently allied with Britain, so even if the Britain army were defeated, they should have sent word to inform Nashadier.

However, according to the Strategist's words, they had not received any information.

The French reinforcements arrived very suddenly.

This matter must be investigated clearly!

However, speed is the essence of war.

Now that the city walls of the French Port have been breached, the French must absolutely not be allowed to rebuild them.

If they do not attack quickly, then once the French finish rebuilding, all the sacrifices made previously will have been in vain!

Jiang Xuan looked at the map of Egypt.

His eyes narrowed; not long ago, the fleet of Prince Yong had come to Cairo and brought him a good thing.

It can not only greatly increase the speed of the march but also transport more supplies.

Furthermore, after some improvements, it can even travel on relatively complex roads.

"It comes in handy right now."

Meanwhile, at the French Port.

The Military Department Minister was unfortunately struck by rubble from the collapsing city wall during the defense of the city and was severely injured, but fortunately, he survived.

For him, having already reached the age of fifty, this was simply a miracle.

At this moment, the Military Department Minister lay on the bed, unable to move, and looked at the Strategist, asking coldly: "Still haven't found him?"

The Strategist did not dare to say a word.

The Military Department Minister flew into a rage, and the bed creaked: "That was a force of ten thousand men; even a blind man could have bumped into them."

"What are you people good for?"

The Strategist's expression was very ugly.

"Reporting to the commander, at that time, because the city wall collapsed, the city was in total chaos, and we simply did not notice Lord Sashaer."

"According to witnesses from that day, Lord Sashaer seemed to have left the city from the west, but we only found some corpses in the west and did not find Sashaer."

After hearing this, the Military Department Minister's gloomy face became even gloomier: "Sashaer is our leader, whether he is dead or alive."

"He must be found!" the Military Department Minister shouted in a deep voice.

"Yes!"