Chapter 1925: The Truth

Fu Cang and Ge Dazhuang were originally in the same squad.

A few days ago, right after Li He decided to retreat, Li He spoke with Ge Dazhuang privately to understand some things.

According to Ge Dazhuang's account.

Before Fu Cang found Li He, he had actually met his younger brother; they were biological brothers born of the same mother, only later his brother followed his mother to France, and Fu Cang had never seen his brother again.

But Fu Cang's biological brother died in a later attack.

Fu Cang had been heartbroken over this for a long time.

After hearing this story, Li He then knew the true identity of that fake Fu Cang.

……

Boom— with a loud sound, after Delu's French troops arrived, the Landmine that Li He had ordered Ge Dazhuang to manufacture came in handy.

He used Fu Cang's information to set an ambush.

And this ambush used up all of their Black Powder.

Watching the fire soaring into the sky caused by the explosion, Ge Dazhuang prayed: "There had better be a lot of French troops dead!"

"Otherwise it won't even be enough to break even!"

Li He saw Ge Dazhuang's prayer this time and said: "No matter how many die, it is a gain for us."

Ge Dazhuang nodded.

The other Resistance Army soldiers, looking at the soaring fire, seemed to be able to vaguely hear the screams of the French troops.

Yet there was not a hint of a happy expression on their faces.

This time they had not experienced a battle, but the losses were heavy.

Almost all the supplies they had recorded over these days were reduced to ashes, and the strongholds they had captured during this period also had to be abandoned because of the appearance of a mole.

Now everything has returned to the starting point, and the only thing gained was taking the French troops down as burial companions!

Li He took one last look at the burning fire, turned around, and said in a deep voice to the troops: "Now, the supplies are gone, and the mole is gone!"

"We fought a circle and returned to the starting point, but I can say this is just the beginning!"

"The next time our troops come here, it will be in the posture of victors, driving away those invaders!"

"What we are going to face next is a journey, and the end of this journey will be our brand-new nation!"

"Do you have the confidence to continue walking with me!"

Li He shouted!

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers sent forth shouts like a mountain collapse or a tsunami; Li He looked at the firm expressions on these soldiers' faces and nodded!

"Set off!"

……

By the next day, Delu received an urgent intelligence report.

He had now arrived in Australia.

Today was his first day on the job!

Looking at the intelligence in his hand.

And this intelligence was about Tasmania.

Yesterday, the French troops that were wiping out the Resistance Army units encountered a trap set by the Resistance Army.

They suffered heavy losses, and at this time, their port terminal on Tasmania was also attacked.

Because it was a surprise attack, their troops had been transferred to surround and suppress the Resistance Army.

With a shortage of troops and no one defending, two large Merchant Ships were seized by the Resistance Army and their whereabouts were now unknown.

After receiving such intelligence, Delu did not feel surprised, but just laughed.

"This is truly the first gift I have received after taking office."

Delu set this intelligence on fire; he watched the rising flames, and the corners of his mouth split into a smile.

Li He not being dead was, to him, a piece of good news.

If Li He were dead, then how boring the Australian battlefield would be...

……

At this time, Egypt.

Nashadier was currently urgently mobilizing troops to prepare for an attack by Harris's troops.

He really did not want to fight this battle; under Harris's command were their own Egyptian people.

This kind of civil war, if fought, would only consume their own people.

Nashadier ordered people in his newspaper office to print a large number of paper leaflets promoting their slogans.

Nashadier wanted to use this method to tell Harris's people who the real enemy was and who the real friendly forces were.

Nashadier took Henry and personally led a team to propagate such anti-war slogans among Harris's troops.

By the next day.

Many of Harris's troops had received such information.

Some of these people had an epiphany after seeing the information on the slogans, while others treated these slogans as paper that could be used to wipe their butts and threw them into the waste pile.

And at this time, Commander Harris also received such an anti-war slogan.

"We are all Arabs, we share the same goal, which is to drive out the French and make those colonialists get out of our territory; we should not have a civil war."

Harris sneered, crumpled this ball of paper into a waste paper ball, and threw it into the wastebasket: "Simply stupid."

At this moment, the Strategist under his command said to him: "General, do not underestimate the power of these things."

"Many among our soldiers are already spreading this content; it will shake our military morale, and furthermore, this is inciting our soldiers to rebel."

"If we do not stop it in time, the consequences will be simply unimaginable!"

Harris thought for a moment and felt the Strategist's words made sense: "Very well, do as you say and arrest all these soldiers who read the slogans; execute those who attempt to rebel!"

The Strategist hurriedly waved his hands and said: "That must not be done; you cannot kill them."

"If you only do that, General, you will have no soldiers left to use."

"Then tell me, how should we handle this?"

The Strategist pondered for a moment and said: "In my opinion, it is enough to just collect these slogans and strictly forbid the soldiers from circulating them within the army; if they violate the order, it will not be too late to kill them then."

Harris nodded: "Very well, I leave this matter to you; I do not wish to see soldiers rebelling or deserting from our troops when we are fighting against Nashadier."

The Strategist nodded and withdrew.

Harris was like a dozing lion, looking at the empty Great Hall before him.

After the Strategist left, three people wearing black robes walked out.

Harris looked at them and said indifferently: "Let me guess, you are people from Nashadier's Insurgent Army, right?"

"How is it that you are lurking in my military camp, eager to kill me?"

Harris looked coldly at their faces.

Two of them took off their black robes; seeing their faces, Harris's eyes widened slightly, and he finally assumed a look of seriousness.

"Henry?"

"Nashadier?"

"How truly curious; I never expected the two of you to come here."

Henry looked coldly at Harris and said in a deep voice: "Harris, you are the leader of the Wahala Tribe, how can you act as a dog for the French!"

"Is this something a Warrior would do?"

"Warrior, that is a very distant title." Harris seemed to recall the past, and he looked at Henry and said: "You say these things now because you have not witnessed the terror of the French!"

"I was taken to the French Colonial Area with your father back then; you have no idea what we went through, yet you stand here talking about Warriors."

"Are you even worthy of talking to me about this?"

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