Chapter 1949: Surrender

Harris looked at the extremely serious and earnest expression on Nashadier's face.

If he did not agree, he also knew what Nashadier would do to him and his troops!

He no longer had any chance of victory.

Especially under these circumstances, he had already been completely surrounded by Nashadier's troops.

Their retreat was blocked by hills; it was impossible to fall back any further.

Harris turned around and looked at the anti-Egyptian soldiers behind him; they came from all walks of life in Egypt.

Although Harris was working for the French, his true intention was to let the Egyptian people survive.

As the Commander of this unit, he did not want to see his troops completely wiped out here because of him.

To him, this was a completely unacceptable thing.

Harris sighed deeply, looking at Nashadier; he had to acknowledge Nashadier's command talent and leadership ability.

In this battle, he was defeated and convinced.

Harris said in a deep voice, "Nashadier, what kind of terms can you offer my troops?"

Nashadier spread his hands and said loudly, "They are also our people; we will grant them the respect of a Warrior, not the treatment of a prisoner of war."

Harris nodded; this treatment could be considered not high, as he was working for the French.

But this matter was only known to a few of his confidants; the others did not know.

Harris replied in silence, "My troops can surrender."

"But I will never surrender!"

Harris was about to slit his own throat with the long sword in his hand when, at that very moment, Nashadier grabbed the blade tightly.

Drip, drip!

Harris was stunned; he was not dead, and he looked at Nashadier gripping his sword.

Harris was stunned, his expression changing: "Nashadier, why? I no longer have a reason to live."

Nashadier snatched the sword from Harris, threw it on the ground, shook the blood off his hand, and said in an indifferent tone, "My achievements need a witness."

"You are the most suitable candidate."

After saying this, Nashadier turned and returned to the ranks of the Resistance Army, who immediately bandaged his wounds.

Harris stood where he was, at a loss.

His troops were accepted by Nashadier's troops.

Just as Nashadier had said, they gave these troops the respect of a Warrior, merely collecting their weapons and dismissing them, or they could choose to join Nashadier's troops.

Not long after, a sword-wielding Strategist appeared by Nashadier's side.

At this time, Smith, the French who was stationed far away supervising the operations, received intelligence from Harris.

Harris's troops were defeated and had now been completely taken over by the Resistance Army.

Even Harris himself had been recruited by Nashadier.

Their entire unit was now part of Nashadier's Resistance Army.

Because of the influx of Harris's troops, the strength of Nashadier's Resistance Army had increased once again, according to current intelligence.

They now very likely had a tendency to advance toward the area where the Wahala Tribe was located.

Smith slammed the table: "These detestable Egyptian!"

He had known all along that these Egyptian were not to be trusted, and now look, the entire unit had defected to the side of Nashadier's Resistance Army!

Smith regretted deeply that he hadn't killed Harris back then; otherwise, this situation would not have happened!

But it was too late to say anything now.

Now he needed to think about how to remedy the situation under these circumstances.

Once the strength of Nashadier's Resistance Army expanded, they would inevitably launch an attack on the French troops.

According to current intelligence, their next target for attack was the Wahala Tribe.

Smith did not continue to wait; if the Resistance Army really attacked, it would be too late for everything.

He had to head to the Wahala Tribe now to consolidate the defensive forces of the Wahala Tribe.

Currently, the Dragon Flame Army led by Jiang Xuan was at war with their main force, and their manpower was extremely short.

He had originally wanted to use Harris to contain Nashadier's development.

But now that this matter had failed, Smith would have to organize the French troops to trap Nashadier here.

Do not let him continue to expand his territory.

If he continued to expand, the French colonies in Egypt would become completely fragmented due to the continuous expansion of the Dragon Flame.

After thinking of this, Smith set off immediately.

This was Harris's camp; except for the French Soldier that Smith had brought with him, everyone else was Egyptian, and they were Harris's men.

Although they were staying here as mercenaries.

But Harris had already defected, and it had become extremely unsafe here; perhaps someone would expose his information to them in order to curry favor with Nashadier.

It was even possible that they would be captured.

Smith immediately gathered his troops; they did not want to wait even a moment longer.

They had to get out now.

They were mercenaries, so no one would be suspicious if they left the military camp.

So Smith's initial actions went very smoothly; according to the plan, they obtained horses and food.

But just as they were about to leave, a sudden change occurred!

Harris's personal guards surrounded them.

Smith looked at the captain of the personal guards with a calm face and said in a deep voice, "What is the meaning of this? You don't seem to have the authority to restrict us; according to the agreement, we can leave the troops at any time."

The captain of the personal guards gave a cold laugh: "Leaving the troops?"

"The General is not here right now, Advisor Smith; it doesn't seem right for you all to just leave like this."

Smith said with feigned composure: "When I leave, and how I leave, even Harris has no right to interfere; you should know this better than I do."

"Yes, but that cannot be the reason for your departure. I am sorry, but until the General returns, no one is allowed to leave without authorization!"

Following the order from the captain of the personal guards, Smith and his men were instantly surrounded by the personal guards.

Smith's troops looked around vigilantly, their hands already pressed against their pistol grips; at the slightest sign of movement, they would draw their guns and fire without hesitation!

The personal guards were also staring at them with extreme tension.

The captain of the personal guards stared at Smith, gave a cold laugh, and said indifferently: "Your Excellency Smith, tell your men to put down their guns; you cannot escape!"

"We already know that General Harris is now a military advisor for Nashadier, although I personally still find this result somewhat hard to accept."

"But this is the choice our General made; he told us your true identity—a general sent by France to oversee the battle. We have no ill will toward you."

"However, orders are orders. The order I received is to bring you alive before Nashadier."

"So, everyone does not need to be so tense."

Upon hearing these words, the two sides could no longer hold their ground.

In an instant, a burst of ear-piercing gunfire rang out inside the barracks.

By the time nightfall was approaching, a small squad emerged from Harris's troop barracks. The recent transcoding is severe; to give us more motivation to update faster, please use your little hands to exit reading mode. Thank you.