Chapter 865: Attacking After Feigning Defeat

You have to hand it to them.

If it were the Longyan, they would absolutely never have thought of this strategy.

Only someone like Omar could be so clear about the bitter, deep-seated hatred between the two sects, and yet also understand the ambiguous relationship of their shared origin.

Ling Chen did not hesitate, waving his hand.

"General offensive!"

In an instant, artillery fire erupted again, arrows filled the sky, and Mashhad, which had only just rested for a few days, was once again plunged into gloom.

Nadir Shah roared: "These Longyan madmen, do they not need to rest! Hold, hold the line for me!"

The entire city was once again plunged into chaos.

The exhausted soldiers of the Safavid Dynasty rushed onto the battlefield again, striving to protect their city.

Ling Chen watched all of this quietly.

They were defending their homeland.

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They did not fear death, coming in wave after wave.

From the bottom of his heart, he still admired these soldiers under Nadir Shah.

They had grit.

Suddenly, Nadir Shah shuddered.

He felt that something was not right.

The battle situation was still as brutal as the previous few times.

"Something is wrong!"

The soldiers had not received sufficient rest at all!

This was not just true for the Safavid soldiers; were the Longyan soldiers not the same?

He knew that this Great General of the East India Company was a master of the Art of War. But he, Nadir Shah, having held out for so long under such an offensive, was naturally no ordinary person either. He felt that the interval between these two consecutive all-out attacks was not quite right.

It was too short!

Why was this?

Therefore.

Then.

Under these circumstances, their Great General had actually launched an all-out attack again, rather than a small-scale engagement.

Of course.

This could not be blamed on him.

Nadir Shah made the most failed guess of his life.

This misjudgment of the situation ended his lifelong streak of victories.

Therefore.

He believed that the reason the Longyan Army was so eager for an all-out attack was because their logistics had run into problems.

Long-term combat had left him exhausted, unable to guarantee absolute mental focus.

Under these circumstances, he could not have imagined that Omar's strategy was so vicious.

"Brothers, hold the line!"

"The Longyan Army is having problems!"

Correct.

Only this one reason could make them so eager to take Mashhad; the Longyan Army could not hold on!

Exactly what I hoped for!

The enemy is so fierce, what to do?

"They are more anxious than we are, we must hold!"

This guess greatly boosted the morale of the Safavid Dynasty's soldiers. Sometimes, victory or defeat on the battlefield depends on just such a breath of spirit. The soldiers of the Safavid Dynasty began to become incomparably brave. Of course, the Longyan Army under Ling Chen's command did not show excessive weakness either, so Nadir Shah's order also made Ling Chen overjoyed.

Now was the time to play psychological warfare with this Safavid Dynasty. Cannot retreat!

Continue the attack!

Fight while retreating?

No!

Therefore.

A world-shaking battle finally truly began in this Mashhad.

Continue the fierce attack!

Seeing this situation, Nadir Shah naturally felt his guess was correct.

This battle.

Lasted for seven full days.

Tens of thousands of people charging, tens of thousands of people clashing.

Ling Chen felt incomparably pained watching the brothers who were lost. But he knew even better that if not for their sacrifice, the entire situation would never have a day of victory, and in that case, their losses would be even more disastrous.

The East India Company army, defeated!

Thirty thousand people killed in action!

Finally.

A result that shocked all of Central Asia left everyone unable to sit still any longer.

In an instant, the news had spread to every city.

Ling Chen was defeated.

Nadir Shah of Mashhad, a great victory! In this great victory, the soldiers of the Safavid Dynasty even charged out of the city, launching a ruthless pursuit of the routed Longyan Army. The resentment that had been building up for so long was vented at this moment. The entire Safavid Dynasty was in high spirits, singing and dancing.

Drive the invaders out!

"Defeated?"

Upon hearing this news, Erdogan could not help but look up and laugh: "It is time and fate! It seems this Longyan is not invincible after all!"

They could only retreat a hundred miles and reorganize their troops.

"Attack!"

"Then let us take Tabriz first and show them!"

Others followed suit and laughed.

Erdogan had suffered at the hands of the Longyan, so for him, the Longyan being blocked was naturally excellent news.

Attack!

The siege of Tabriz also began once again.

The generals responded with a roar.

Take Tabriz, and then begin the conquest of the Safavid step by step! Erdogan even felt that the Ottoman Empire would use this great victory to rise again and reclaim the glory that belonged to them!

Hold the line!

They were all the same orders.

Suleiman was going mad.

He had just received the news of the great victory over there, and now the intensity of the siege here had increased! How could he not go mad? Did they really think only Nadir Shah was in a desperate situation? The Ottoman army had been even harder for them to resist these past few days!

The Ottoman army was truly fighting regardless of their lives this time. Perhaps the news of the Longyan Army's setback had also ignited their fighting spirit; the artillery fire filling the sky simply would not stop. The entire Tabriz was under bombardment; for a time, there were corpses, wreckage, severed limbs, collapsed city walls, and burning buildings.

Suleiman had nearly been blown to death several times.

No matter what, they had to hold on.

However.

"What should we do?"

A group of civil and military officials were all terrified.

"My lord, we are afraid we cannot hold on."

"My lord, this Ottoman is acting like a madman!"

Request reinforcements?

Now, on every front across the country, where could they possibly spare reinforcements?

Suleiman was exasperated: "Request reinforcements, request reinforcements!"

Everyone looked at each other and fell into silence.

Someone's eyes lit up, and they stood out to suggest: "Sultan, Nadir Shah has just won a great victory, and his morale is like a rainbow. If we could call him to reinforce Tabriz, he would certainly be able to crush the Ottoman's prestige!"

Once these words were spoken, the atmosphere on the scene changed.

With troops of all sizes and battlefields of all sizes, who could come to their aid?

Suddenly.

Morale like a rainbow?

Heh.

You look at me.

I look at you.

Because everyone is working hard.

We can't beat them, there is no Method.

Quite a few people snickered.

Is the morale really like a rainbow? I am afraid not; they just want to call this Nadir Shah to act as cannon fodder! The deep hatred between the Shia and the Sunni had been accumulating for many years. To put it bluntly, if Tabriz and Mashhad both fell, their moods might be more balanced.

At this, these Shia guys all started to feel indignant.

On what grounds?

But what about now?

Their Tabriz is about to fail to hold on, but Mashhad has achieved a great victory.

Setting aside the survival and safety of the entire country, this result was not what Suleiman wanted to see.

Requesting reinforcements from Nadir Shah.

To go even deeper.

If Tabriz falls, then he, the monarch of the Safavid Dynasty, will become a ruler of a fallen state. But Nadir Shah would still be a national hero.

It would both consume Nadir Shah's vital strength and potentially help him defend Tabriz.

Wouldn't this be killing two birds with one stone?

Suleiman slapped his thigh.

Request reinforcements!