The 8th Division of the Urgsur City, who had just walked out of the desert and was approaching the city of Ugsur, had not had time to launch an attack, and the turbulent Nile water was ushered in.

Fortunately, it is far from Aswan Dam, and the flood has long been scattered everywhere. Although the water level in the downstream has been raised, it has not reached the point of flooding the city.

Looking at the endless stream of Nile, Lieutenant Colonel Huthier sighed: "Order the troops to station on the spot, take a day off first, and send scouts to figure out what happened upstream as soon as possible."

Although he didn't know what was going on, Huthier knew that this must have something to do with Lieutenant General Jarret.

Fakinghan: "It can be seen from the water level that the rebels bombed the Aswan Dam, but they didn't know what the result was.

If we can severely invade the French army, then we will sneak in secret and not just be going to feint Ugsul."

Everyone present was the elites in the Austrian army, and the changes in the battle situation could not be hidden from everyone's eyes.

The original order from the headquarters of the rebel army to the Eighth Division was: to sneak in secret, attack Ugsur, attract the main force of the French army to return to aid, and to buy time for the rebel army.

It is said that it is infiltrating, but in fact, the march of nearly 10,000 troops is impossible to erase all traces.

At first, Huthier and others were ready to be ambushed by the French, and they were cautious along the way, and even took a detour from the desert.

However, it turns out that they were completely overthinking that the French didn't take them seriously at all.

It’s right to think about it. There are still a bunch of tribes in Egypt these days. Although tribal melee with thousands of people is rare, it’s not without them.

The Eighth Division was originally a turtle team, and the marches were chaotic, and there was not even a unified military uniform. It looked like there were more civilians than soldiers.

So when the French arrived at the city of Ugsur, the French did not react. If it weren't for the marching, Huthir would have taken the opportunity to attack the city.

Of course, this can only be considered. The Eighth Division is not even a good-looking person. If it is ordered to attack the city at this time, no one can guarantee that these mobs will do anything.

Sthausenburg said with a gloomy face: "From the current situation, perhaps we all underestimated Jarrett, who is not as idiotic as he appears on the surface.

Ugsur is located in the middle of the Nile River, and the French army's logistics supplies must be transferred from here. Once we launch an attack, the French will definitely return to the rescue.

If the war in Aswan is not going well, we will attract abandoned children from the French army's firepower and buy time for the main force of the rebel army to transfer.

If this flood played a role and the rebels won the victory, we were just in the way to retreat by the French army.

We certainly couldn't stop the French army in its heyday, but the defeated French army was different.

Not to mention annihilation of them, it is still possible to bully the scattered soldiers and scattered soldiers. After we stop here, most of the French troops might be left behind."

When he was just starting out, he was taught a lesson by the "waste" he looked down upon. For these young officers, the blow was really a bit big.

The atmosphere in the tent suddenly became suppressed, and the older Huthir first reacted: "Okay, don't guess randomly anymore.

Send us here to learn lessons. These things are something that cannot be learned in school. If you don’t experience them yourself, no one will take them seriously.

No matter what plan Jayret has, we will make the final choice. Whether to follow the plan depends on whether it is consistent with our task."

Comfort, it doesn't exist. Soldiers are not that fragile yet. If you can't stand such a small blow, then go home as soon as possible. People who are not strong enough in their hearts are not suitable to enter the army.

Coming back to his senses, Major Pothorek smiled and said, "Lieutenant Colonel is right, we are here to learn.

If a British lieutenant general is so easy to see through, then the world is too simple.

By the way, have you noticed that something is wrong with Ugsul?

It is said that the defenders in the city had two garrison regiments, one of which was composed of the French. They did not send troops to attack us while we were not yet firm in our foothold."

I don’t know if I don’t say it, when Major Pothorek mentioned it, everyone reacted.

The two garrison regiments had more than 4,000 people, half of which were composed of French people. Faced with twice the number of indigenous rebels, not to mention sending troops to attack, even if they fought head-on, the French would not be timid.

However, the defenders in the city were nestled in the city and did nothing. We can't say that they love peace and cannot bear to kill people, right?

I don’t even want the military achievements that come to my door. Either the garrison officers in the city are in the minds of water; or the number of defenders in the city is insufficient and dare not go out of the city to fight.

Fakinghan: "It is very likely that when Adolf passed by, he took away the defenders in the city. Now Ugsur is an empty city.

Tomorrow we can test it. If it is an empty city, then seize the city and cut off the French army's logistics."

Don’t ask why it’s tomorrow, not today. Ask it means that everyone is in a bad mood today and doesn’t want to attack the city - that’s weird.

There is no way, the Eighth Division is also a group of veteran soldiers. Huthier and others took over for too short time, and it is already very difficult to barely implement orders.

It is impossible to let everyone drag their tired bodies to fight. This has been proven during the march. As long as the march intensity is increased, deserters will appear.

The combat effectiveness itself is not very good, and it depends entirely on the empty arsenal supported by a large number of people. If the advantage of "many people" is gone, how can it be scary?

You know, everyone is here to do destruction. It is impossible to sweep Egypt with just a few people.

This requires strengthening the "rebellion army". Based on the classic cases of rebellion learned in the East, everyone unanimously concluded that the most effective method is to be a bandit.

If you carry hundreds of thousands of people and eat them all the way, it will be a mess. The destructive power is much greater than direct burning, killing, and looting.

As the saying goes, there are many people and great power. With so many people covering it, once the momentum is wrong, it is easy to hide if you leave the large army and run away.

Although the Eighth Division is a bit useless, these are the seeds of bandits. Every soldier is a future small leader and cannot be given up easily.

...

In Ugsur City, Mayor Ole is greeting Governor Adolf's family at this moment, completely forgetting who had to force the garrison troops to get credit for it.

The enemy troops were at the city and the defenders were out again. The upper class people in Ugsur were panicked.

The rebels' butcher's knife does not recognize people. Once the city of Ugsur is broken, one of them will be considered by them, so don't think about it all.

Many of the rich people who are not at the base here have already abandoned the city and fled. As long as there is a horse, the two-legged rebels outside the city will probably not be able to catch up with them.

When the army is not there, the police are just taking responsibility by force. Police Chief Anthony: "Mr. Mayor, we have issued a notice to recruit young and strong men to defend the city.

But this is far from enough. The rebels outside the city have as many divisions, and with our strength, we can't stop them for long."

Although Ugsur is a colony, it is also a city in the heart of the inland. It has been controlled by the French for more than ten or twenty years, and the world has been peaceful.

Affected by this, the military power value in the city has also dropped very significantly. The originally strong colonial team has now become one company after another and started regular business.

At most, there are dozens of younger brothers who are responsible for watching the venue. Hundreds and thousands of armed teams have long become history.

On the Egyptian territory, there was no surprise. Ugsur was still mostly Egyptian, and there were only 800 real French people.

In normal years, the garrison troops in Ugsur were only one battalion. Those two regiments were plundered by the rebels, so they were temporarily pieced together.

After joining him once, he naturally couldn't stand it when he came to Ugsur again. Now that he was recruiting young and strong men to defend the city, it was actually mostly Egyptians, and the number of French people was very limited.

As colonists, now they not only have to defend the city, but also guard against the Egyptian people in the city and cooperate with the rebels outside the city.

Mayor Aole rubbed his forehead and said, "I have sent a telegram for help. It may be that something happened on the front line, and Governor Adolf did not call back immediately.

But don't worry, I sent a telegram to the cities behind Kina, Gilja, Ahmeim and other cities, and reinforcements will arrive in at most a week."

This is the most optimistic estimate for a week. Now the Governor cannot contact the front line, no one is in the middle to mobilize. It is an unknown whether several cities that are not subordinate to each other will be willing to send troops.

It is right to watch over each other, but people are selfish, and bureaucrats are among the best. Before rescuing Ugsur, the first thing that everyone should think of is their own safety.

Especially in the nearest Kina area, where the two places are less than 100 kilometers apart, they may also be threatened by rebels.

The reinforcements that could have arrived as fast as possible should be sent until the reinforcements behind arrived and confirmed that their own safety was guaranteed before they could actually send troops.

While everyone was doing military deployment, a radio operator suddenly broke in: "Mr. Mayor, Isner sent an urgent call."

Gu Qi Le frowned, suppressed his dissatisfaction and received the telegram. When he opened it, his face turned pale and he lost his energy.

Anthony was quick-witted and promptly helped Gu Qilei, who had been free of all his strength, sit down on the chair, and ordered the attendant: "Call the doctor here."

He sat down and took a breath, and the elderly Aole waved his hand to stop him and said, "No, I'm fine."

Just now, I was just scared by the bad news from the front line. It would be fine if I eased it.”

When everyone heard this answer, their expressions became nervous. The rebels were at the city, and the seventies Ole just frowned without any panic.

Just one news can scare the knowledgeable mayor like this, which is definitely not ordinary bad news.

Police Chief Anthony hurriedly asked, "Mr. Mayor, what happened?"
Chapter completed!