Johnson's group had arrived in high spirits and left disappointed. After all, the Seventh Infantry Regiment was not going to feed them, and even if the East Africans dared to take them in, Johnson did not dare remain in Fashir City.
"Lord Fashir, are we really going to slink back to Khartoum just like this?" an Egyptian officer asked at an inopportune moment.
Johnson rebuked him, "What do you mean, slink back? I merely made the most rational choice. Do you want to test your strength against East Africa? I do not mind if you lead your troops in doing so, but you will bear the consequences yourself."
With those words, the Egyptian officer naturally did not dare say more. Although Egypt had not dealt much with East Africa, it knew that East Africa was no easy opponent.
Of course, for Egypt, there were few Europeans it could afford to provoke. Even minor European nations like Portugal and Greece were no exception.
Johnson said, "The East Africans have the geographical advantage. Darfur lies right next to East African territory. Even if we defeated this East African Army, it would not solve anything. Therefore, the Darfur issue must be discussed with London, and the higher-ups must negotiate with East Africa."
Only one's own family knew its own affairs. The British troops and auxiliaries in Sudan combined were not enough for East Africa to pound with one hand. Under such circumstances, even London could probably only talk to the East African government by appealing to its dignity.
Yet when Johnson considered the current situation in Europe, his head began to ache. At a time like this, the Great British Empire's dignity probably did not carry much weight overseas either, unless it withdrew from the European War.
That was clearly impossible. If it