Chapter 856: Nadir Shah

Before setting out on his campaign, Ling Chen absolutely did not take the Safavid Dynasty seriously.

He believed that compared to the Ottoman Empire, the Safavid Dynasty really did not amount to much. Especially in recent years, the internal struggles within the Safavid Dynasty had never ceased. The history behind this is quite interesting. The Safavid Dynasty had always been the name used by outsiders for the Persian Empire. In reality, during these years of infighting, the Safavid Dynasty had already changed monarchs many times.

The Safavid Dynasty was destroyed by the Hotaki Dynasty, and afterward, the country fell into a long period of chaotic warfare. The Afsharid Dynasty, the Durrani Dynasty, the Zand Dynasty, and the Qajar Dynasty.

Pay attention.

These dynasties did not appear in sequence; some of their timelines overlapped.

Their internal conflicts mainly stemmed from one issue.

Religion.

The endless, life-or-death struggle between the Sunni and Shia sects became the main theme of the dynastic changes.

This means.

The current Persian Empire is just like the Warring States period.

Because of the differences in sects, many dynasties appeared at the same time.

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However.

What Ling Chen did not expect was.

The war he and East India launched actually united these dynasties and these factions.

Endless, life-or-death.

Naturally, there was no possibility of reconciliation.

Whichever sect came to power would ruthlessly expel and slaughter the other.

He once recovered territory plundered by the Ottoman Empire and land occupied by the Russian Empire, and even invaded the Mughal Empire of India, sacking Delhi.

Nadir Shah was invincible in battle and was hailed as the "Napoleon of Persia." He used the wealth looted from his expeditions to embark on major construction projects in Persia and encourage culture, making Persia once again display the prosperity of its golden age under the rule of the Safavid Dynasty. But his shortcomings remained obvious; he was Sunni, and his oppression of the Shia made it impossible for him to ever become a truly unified, enlightened monarch.

This siege has already lasted for more than a month.

The Mashhad he is currently besieging is being defended by a famous monarch in history, Nadir Shah of the Afsharid Dynasty!

The Afsharid Dynasty is known as the "Red Head Dynasty"! This is because Nadir Shah was born into poverty, sold as a slave as a child, later successfully escaped, joined the armed "Red Head" tribe, and gradually became a warlord who carved out his own territory.

This Nadir Shah is no simple character.

Today was another day of failed fierce attacks, and Ling Chen's face turned somewhat livid.

Over this past month.

He has exhausted almost every method.

The walls of Mashhad are stained with blood everywhere.

Because of the long duration, the stench of blood that has begun to rot is already hard to endure.

"This Nadir Shah has some tricks up his sleeve."

The Air Force coming over is also of no use.

Because the geography of the Central Asia region is mostly plains, and the enemy has employed a Scorched Earth policy, the moment the Air Force takes off, they are exposed to their line of sight. Before they can even land, they are met with fierce attacks from their bows and crossbows, resulting in huge losses and doing more harm than good.

For a moment.

Things like Petroleum, fire attacks, and the Air Force—the magic weapons that once made the Liangzhou Army invincible—were actually all blocked by them!

This person must have done sufficient research on the Liangzhou Army.

When Petroleum was sent over, they prepared enough sand and soil. This is, of course, the best way to extinguish the fire.

Otherwise, if he were to penetrate deep into enemy territory alone, he would certainly be dragged to death by them.

In the military camp.

He looked around and said indifferently: "Everyone, speak up and think of a way. If this continues, when will we ever be able to swallow the entire Safavid Dynasty!"

Ling Chen was somewhat overwhelmed.

Fortunately.

The logistics and supplies for his East India side have always been very strong.

Ling Chen gave a cold laugh: "Easier said than done. How are we to cut them off? Other warlords are doing everything they can to supply him, and our military force is simply too busy to attend to it. If we besiege the city too closely, we have to worry about them launching sneak attacks."

The others looked very grim.

They are all Longyan people and indeed do not have a very good understanding of the terrain in Central Asia.

The generals looked at each other in dismay.

"Sir, since it is a siege, we must find a way to cut off the enemy's supply lines!"

"Yes, cut off the supply lines, and they definitely won't last more than a month!"

This Central Asian war has been going on for so long.

As it turns out, two little fellows from the Liangzhou Military Academy have already made a name for themselves, while he, a dignified Great General, has achieved absolutely nothing!

He was not reconciled!

This mysterious terrain of Central Asia has a field of vision that is too wide. Calling it a siege is one thing, but you cannot get too close—if the enemy sets a fire and then slips back inside, they can leave you completely overwhelmed and helpless.

"Think of a way, hurry up and think of a way for me!"

Ling Chen grew angry as he spoke.

He is East India now, a team he brought out to work on his own! Must he go to Liangzhou for everything? If he gets beaten, does he have to go back and cry to his mother?

Is that not shameful?

Think of a Method.

He wants to become famous in one battle!

Therefore, some suggested asking for reinforcements from Qin Zhangfeng or Zou Sheng.

Isn't this just slapping Ling Chen in the face?

"Quick, quick, quick, hurry and reinforce it!"

"Over here, over here!"

Think of a Method.

A group of people scratched their heads.

"My lord, Omar requests an audience!"

Everyone held torches, currently reinforcing the defensive works.

Nadir Shah quietly watched the scattered lights of the camp in the distance, frowning.

Suddenly, his head swam.

"Put your backs into it, no one is getting any sleep tonight!"

At this moment.

Mashhad was still busy.

"My lord!"

Nadir Shah took a deep breath, shook his head, and gave a miserable smile.

He was too tired.

The people nearby were all alarmed.

"My lord!"

"My lord, how are you?"

However.

Nadir Shah was no longer a child.

He knew.

For this past month, he had barely closed his eyes.

The people in the city had quite high morale for the resistance. After all, the enemy army was fighting an unjust war!

They were the ones being invaded!

Was his own territory not also seized from the hands of others?

If the powerful Longyan wanted to go head-to-head with the Ottoman, they would not need any reason to send troops.

Relatively speaking.

Whatever "righteous army" or "unjust war" meant.

It was all used to fool these commoners and followers.

War is merely an extension of politics.

All of India had begun to build many Factories, presenting a scene of prosperity.

"My lord, you should rest for a while."

"My lord."

After the East India conquered a city, they would not burn, kill, or loot, nor would they massacre the city; instead, they helped build it up—on this point alone, it was already rare in history.

Haven't you seen those Mughal governors living in luxury every day now?

It is said.

The Longyan army is too powerful; if not for his extremely rich combat experience, this city would have been broken long ago.

Oh no.

They are not the Longyan army.

A group of people stood by, trying to persuade him.

Nadir Shah shook his head with a bitter smile.

Could he fall asleep?

He did not know how much longer he could hold on.

A company.

He had a worried look on his face.

But rather a company.

This city.

How much longer could it hold on?