I have been a soldier for half my life because my background is not a good one, just an ordinary noble family.

He made numerous military exploits for France.

He is still just a minister of the military. He is said to be a minister, but in fact he is just a counselor. The real power of the military has always been in the hands of Sachar, a true nobleman.

What a shame!

The military minister looked at Jiang Xuan with emotion.

That is, he used the Dragon Flame Artillery to surpass their equipment advantage and used 30,000 troops.

Capture the city.

Although from a strategic point of view, such an attack is too simple and crude.

But it's extremely practical.

If there are no accidents, spreading the word about this war will greatly change the current war situation.

Don’t complain if you lose to someone like this!

He bowed reluctantly and said in a deep voice: "We lost this war."

"General from Longyan, we surrender."

The military minister raised his hands. When the other French soldiers saw that the military minister had surrendered, some soldiers dropped their weapons.

Raise your hands.

Jiang Xuan smiled.

Nashadir glanced at Jiang Xuan and pulled him aside.

Nashadir said coldly: "You have taken so many French troops as prisoners of war."

"If they are picking up guns, they are all soldiers."

"If you accept so many soldiers, where should we send them? And do we have so much food?"

The French general roughly estimated that there were about 70,000 people. Wherever these people were transported, there were risks.

Jiang Xuan glanced at Nashadir and said calmly: "What do you mean?"

Nashadir made a 'kill' gesture, looked at the military minister with a sharp look, and said in a low voice without concealing his murderous intent: "We can only kill them all, and these prisoners of war cannot be kept!"

"Kill..." Jiang Xuan glanced at him.

Nashadir responded indifferently: "Kindness does not control soldiers, this is the old saying of your dragon flames."

"Although we won this game, what about the next one?"

"The British side may attack us as soon as we finish the battle."

"At that time, these French prisoners of war will be our biggest hidden danger."

Jiang Xuan glanced at him and said calmly: "The prisoners of war here will naturally give them a headache for the British people. What does it have to do with us?"

Nashadir was stunned when he heard this. When Jiang Xuan cooperated with Britain, Britain's condition was that it had to exchange two French port colonies for the mineral veins and Longyan's giant steam engine.

As a result, the British army contributed the least in this battle.

Now that they had paid a huge price to capture this city, and thinking about having to hand it over to others, Nashadir felt a sigh of relief in his chest.

"Jiang Xuan, you don't really want to give away the city that you paid a huge price to conquer."

Jiang Xuan laughed evilly and said: "Soldiers are deceitful."

"My goal has never been the port city of France. Nashadir, use your head to think about it."

"What will the British do if we leave a large number of French prisoners in this city?"

"They will face the same problems as we do, but they will not hesitate to kill these prisoners of war."

"What if we left enough weapons for these prisoners?"

Nashadir's eyes suddenly lit up and he stared at Jiang Xuan in astonishment: "At that time, the British will definitely suppress the civil unrest. They will not give up this port. You want to take it..."

"Yes, those mining areas and resources are our goals." Jiang Xuan smiled.
Chapter completed!