War

Chapter 756: War

June 17, 1882. Under the cover of the Austrian Navy, the five theaters of the Anti-Ottoman Alliance launched their offensives simultaneously.

From the Caucasus to the Black Sea, from the Mediterranean Sea to the Middle East, battlefields stretched for more than twenty thousand li, setting the record for the longest front in human history.

If Franz had not set his sights on Iraq, perhaps Persia would have joined the Anti-Ottoman Alliance as well.

When the lips are gone, the teeth grow cold?

Nothing of the sort!

These were old enemies too. There was no need to dredge up the distant past; the refugee crisis after the last Near East War alone had already set the two countries at each other's throats.

After the Third Near East War broke out, the Persians had been eager to make a move as well. Unfortunately, Austria was not letting them join the game.

Without a great power backing them, the Persian Government could not withstand British pressure and could only suppress their restless hearts.

At the Allied Command Headquarters in Constantinople, Albrecht was now the only senior commander left.

Perhaps because the Ottomans looked so weak, everyone wanted to snatch military glory for themselves. Naturally, Albrecht could not block their road to the clouds.

From the moment the plan to split the forces for separate operations was put into effect, his role as commander of headquarters had turned into that of a logistics chief. Aside from the Austrian troops, he no longer needed to concern himself with anyone else's forces.

Bright sunlight streamed through the window and into the room. It was another beautiful day.

With all the senior officials gone, the Allied Command Headquarters now contained only staff officers and representatives left behind by the various countries.

The overall battle