"I've made up my mind."
"The army is setting off today."
"We will launch a full-scale attack on them tomorrow."
Bonaparte: "All of you, come back with me. Wait, how about that mountain?"
Bonaparte pointed to the mountain opposite Xiang Yu.
"Come with me up the mountain and take a look."
Soon, the group of over 100 people sped off south.
Two hours later.
The 100-plus cavalrymen climbed to the mountainside.
They looked into the distance through their binoculars.
"There are so many stupid pigs in the Ottoman Empire."
"I estimate that the enemy has a total of 1.7 to 1.8 million people." Harvey looked into the distance and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
“They have 1.7 to 1.8 million, we have 500,000.” Bonaparte said with a look of disdain. “Our 500,000 men can also wipe them out, not to mention you did a great job last night, killing their commander.”
"That's just God's favor on me." Harvey scratched his head excitedly. Although the guy was covered in injuries, none of them were serious.
Bonaparte initially wanted to kill him, but upon hearing that Harbin had killed the enemy's commander, which destabilized the enemy's morale, he changed his mind.
Bonaparte was overjoyed.
"We will mobilize our soldiers tonight and set off immediately."
"I estimate we'll arrive around midnight."
"At that time, we will surround them from the south and west."
Bonaparte became more and more excited as he spoke.
"The Volga River is three days away from here."
"These fools of the Ottoman Empire will only flee towards the Volga River after our heavy blows."
"Then we'll wipe them all out on the banks of the Volga."
When Halve heard this, he gave Bonaparte a thumbs up.
"If the general uses this method, we can kill all of their personnel."
"Even if we don't kill them all, we can still capture at least hundreds of thousands of prisoners."
Bonaparte continued looking toward the military camp with his monocular telescope.
Bonaparte not only wanted to annihilate the Ottoman Empire's more than one million troops.
He also wanted to seize the enemy's horses, camel feed, and weapons and ammunition.
If he can completely annihilate this force, he will be able to greatly strengthen their power.
It can also make a splash.
The Ottoman Empire had 1.5 million well-equipped troops.
This army of 1.5 million was the most elite force in the Ottoman Empire.
As long as this team is wiped out.
This would absolutely deal a heavy blow to the morale of the Ottoman Empire.
It's estimated to be no more than 30 to 50 years.
The loss of the Ottoman Empire was irrecoverable.
Thinking about this.
A slight smile appeared on everyone's lips.
"Alright, we've figured out their camp too." Bonaparte yanked the reins sharply to the left.
His warhorse neighed loudly.
He quickly rushed down the mountain.
More than 100 cavalrymen followed closely behind, heading southwest.
Frankish military camp.
Bonaparte quickly mobilized his forces upon returning.
A massive army of 500,000 was quickly assembled.
"Warriors of the Empire." Bonaparte rode on his warhorse, with Harvey close behind.
Bonaparte paused for a moment, waiting for Harvey to come forward.
He grabbed Harvey's hand, and the two rode side by side.
A cheer erupted from the crowd.
Amid the cheers, there were bursts of loud and piercing whistles.
Bonaparte stretched out his hand and pressed it down, signaling everyone to quiet down for a moment.
Soon, the scene fell silent.
You can't even hear a cough.
"Although we didn't witness the battle last night, we all heard about it."
"General Harvey led from the front, sustaining multiple wounds, and hit the enemy commander with a single shot."
"The Ottoman military camps are in complete chaos."
When Bonaparte finished speaking, he reached this point.
Everyone present cheered once again.
"Long live the Emperor!"
"General Harvey is mighty..."
"Kill all those Ottomans."
"They have no right to swagger in front of us."
“Slaughter them all…”
The enthusiastic cheers lasted for more than ten minutes.
When Bonaparte gestured to the crowd again.
The scene gradually quieted down again.
"Warriors, His Majesty the King and His Highness the Bishop are watching us."
"For the glory of the empire."
"In order not to fail His Excellency the Bishop's entrustment."
"This time, we will head straight for the Ottoman Empire's military camp from the southwest."
"They are leaderless now, and we must defeat them completely in this battle."
The crowd erupted in cheers once again.
"For the King."
"For His Excellency the Bishop."
"For the glory of the empire."
"Destroy them."
The shouts of the crowd were like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing.
The sound soared straight into the sky.
Everyone present was full of confidence.
The deafening sounds of cannons and gunfire last night.
Everyone present heard it clearly and distinctly.
Although they lost more than 50,000 men in the battle last night.
However, the battlefield was littered with the corpses of more than 200,000 Ottoman soldiers.
This means...
Harvey led more than 50,000 men to defeat the enemy's 200,000 men and also killed the enemy's commander.
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