Chapter 798：

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Immediately after leaving the desert, the Eighth Division of the Rebel Army near Ugsul City ushered in the turbulent waters of the Nile before they had time to launch an attack.

Fortunately, it is far away from the Aswan dam. The flood has been scattered everywhere. Although the downstream water level has risen, it has not reached the point of flooding the city.

Looking at the continuous flow of the Nile River, Colonel Hutil sighed: "Order the troops to be stationed there, rest for a day first, and send out scouts to figure out what happened upstream as soon as possible."

Although he doesn't know exactly what happened, Huthier knows that this must be related to that general.

Fackingham: "It can be seen from the water level that the insurgents have blown up the Aswan dam, but they don't know the outcome.

If the French army can be severely damaged, then sending us in secret will not be just as simple as attacking Ugsul. "

Everyone present was an elite member of the Austrian Army, and the situation on the battlefield couldn't be hidden from everyone's eyes.

The original order from the headquarters of the insurgent army to the Eighth Division was to sneak in, attack Ugsul to attract the French main force to return, and give the insurgents time.

Said to be sneaking in, in fact, nearly 10,000 troops marched, it is impossible to erase all traces.

At the beginning, Huthier and others were ready to be ambushed by the French. They were cautious along the way, and even detoured from the desert.

However, it turned out that they were thinking too much, and the French did not take them seriously.

It's right to think about it. Egypt still has a bunch of tribes these days. Tribal melees of thousands of people are rare, but not absent.

The Eighth Division was originally a Caotai team, and the marches were turbulent, even without uniform uniforms. It looked like there were more civilians than soldiers.

So much so that the French did not respond to the arrival of Ugsul. If it wasn't for the march too tired, Hutil would have taken the opportunity to attack the city.

Of course, this can only be thought about. The Eighth Division could not even count the goods. If the siege is ordered at this time, no one can guarantee what the Wuhe people will do.

Steinhausen said with a somber face: "From the current situation, maybe we have all underestimated Gerrett. He is not as idiotic on the surface.

Ugesul is located in the middle of the Nile, where the logistics of the French army are transferred. Once we launch an attack, the French will inevitably come back.

If the war in Aswan is not smooth, we are attracting the abandoned sons of the French firepower to gain time for the transfer of the main force of the insurgents.

If this flood of water works, and the insurgents win, we will be right in the way of the French retreat.

In the heyday of the French army, we must not be able to stop it, but the defeated French army is different.

Aside from annihilating them all, it can still be bullied. After we stopped here, we might be able to leave most of the French troops. "

When he first appeared, he was taught a lesson by the "waste" that he despised. For these young officers, the blow was a bit big.

The atmosphere inside the tent was suppressed all at once, and the older Hutier reacted first: "Okay, no more guessing.

Send us here to learn lessons, these things can not be learned in school, no one will take it for granted without firsthand experience.

No matter what plan Jarrett has, the last choice is us. If you want to follow the plan, it depends on whether it is consistent with our task. "

Comfort, it doesn't exist. The soldiers are not so fragile. If they can't stand such a small blow, then go home early. Those who are not strong enough are not suitable for entering the army.

After returning to God, Major Portiorec laughed, "The colonel said it well, we are here to learn.

If a British Lieutenant General is so easy to see through us, then the world is too simple.

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

It is said that the garrison in the city has two garrison groups, one of which is entirely composed of French. They didn't even send us troops to attack us while we were standing still. "

Don't say, don't know, Major Boteorek mentioned that everyone responded.

The two garrison groups have more than 4,000 people, half of them are French. Facing twice the number of indigenous rebels, let alone sending troops to attack, even the French will not face a decisive battle.

However, the garrison in the city was nestled in the city and did nothing. Can't say they are peace-loving and can't bear to kill?

You don't have to take the battle, either because the defending officers in the city have flooded their brains; or the number of defenders in the city is not enough to dare to fight out of the city.

Fackingham: "It is very likely that Adolf passed by and took away the defenders in the city. Now Ugsul is an empty city.

Tomorrow we can test it out. If it is an empty city, then we will take the city and cut off the logistics of the French army. "

Do n’t ask why it ’s tomorrow, not today. Ask that everyone is in a bad mood today and do n’t want to attack the city—no wonder.

No way, the eighth division is also a group of old soldiers. Hutir and others took over for too short a time, and it was very difficult to force the prohibition.

It is impossible for everyone to fight with their exhausted bodies. This has been proven during the march. As long as the march strength is increased, deserters will appear.

The combat effectiveness itself is not stingy, and it depends on the empty shelf supported by many people. If the advantage of "many people" is gone, how can it be scary?

You know, everyone is here to sabotage. It is impossible to rely on such a person to sweep Egypt.

This requires the strengthening of the "Rebel Army". According to the Eastern classics rebellion cases learned, everyone has reached the conclusion that the most effective way is to be a pirate.

Hugging hundreds of thousands of people, eating all the way, is a mess. Destructive power is much greater than burning and plundering directly.

As the so-called people are powerful, so many people cover it. Once the momentum is not right, it is easy to hide when they leave the army.

Although the eighth division was a bit scrapped, this was the seed of the rogue. Every soldier is a future leader and cannot be easily abandoned.

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At the city of Ugsul, the mayor of Guzole was greeting the whole family of Governor Adolf at the moment, completely forgetting who had forced the defense forces to pass the credit.

The enemy soldiers approached the city, and the garrison went out again.

The rebels' knives don't recognize anyone. Once the city of Ugsul is broken, one of them will count as one. Don't think about it all.

Many of the rich who are not here have already abandoned the city and fled. As long as there is a horse, the two-legged rebels outside the city are mostly unable to catch up with them.

The army is absent, and the police is responsible for the use of force. The Chief of Police Anthony: "Mr. Mayor, we have issued a notice calling on the young and strong to defend the city.

However, this is not enough. There are as many divisions as the rebels outside the city, and our strength will not stop them for a long time. "

Although Ugsoul is a colony, it is also a hinterland city in the hinterland. It has been under French control for more than ten or twenty years. It has long been peaceful.

Affected by this, the value of military force in the city has also dropped extremely. The original sturdy colonial team has now become a company and started a regular business.

At most, there are dozens of younger brothers responsible for watching the scene. Hundreds or thousands of armed teams have long since become history.

On the Egyptian territory, there were no accidents. Ugsoul was still the majority of the Egyptians, and the true French were so many.

In normal years, Ugesur's garrison is also a battalion. The two regiments were looted by the rebels before they pieced together.

Once together, Ugsul could not bear it again. Now recruiting young and strong to defend the city is actually the majority of Egyptians, and the number of French descent is very limited.

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

The mayor of Guzole rubbed his forehead and said, "I have sent a telegram for help. There may be a change in the front line. Governor Adolf did not call back immediately.

But rest assured, I also sent a telegram to Kina, Gilja, Ahmim and other cities in the back, and reinforcements will arrive in a week at most. "

This is the most optimistic estimate for a week. Now the Governor cannot be contacted on the front line. No one is in the middle of the transfer. Several cities that do not belong to each other are unwilling to send troops.

Watching each other is right, but people are selfish, and bureaucrats are the best among them. Before rescue Urgsul, everyone must first think of their own security.

Especially the nearest Kina region, where the two places are less than one hundred kilometers apart, may also be threatened by rebels.

The reinforcements that could have arrived at the earliest time are estimated to wait for the subsequent reinforcements to arrive and confirm that their own security is guaranteed before they will actually send troops.

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

Gucci Ollie frowned, forbearing dissatisfaction and took the telegram. When I opened it, my face paled instantly, and the whole person was lost.

With anxious eyes, Anthony quickly lifted Guzole, who had emptied his strength, to the chair and sat down, and instructed the attendant, "Call the doctor."

Sit down and take a sigh of relief, the aged Guzole waved to stop: "No need, I'm fine.

Just now I was just intimidated by the bad news on the front line. "

Hearing the answer, everyone looked nervous. As the rebels approached the city, Guzole was just frowning, and he didn't panic.

A piece of news can scare a well-informed mayor into something like this, which is certainly not the bad news in general.

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

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