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Chapter 1013 - 1013 132 Agonizing Confrontation_2

1013: 132 Chapter, Agonizing Confrontation_2 1013: 132 Chapter, Agonizing Confrontation_2 This standoff had lasted for more than a month.

The city’s defenders were fine, but the Orc Army stationed outdoors couldn’t stand it anymore!

The Orcs were not a species that practiced hygiene; they ate, drank, and relieved themselves all in one place, leaving the camp smoky and fetid.

Duke Daniel had tried several times to reorganize, but due to strong internal opposition, he was forced to stop.

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“Marshal Daniel, the current situation is completely different from what you described earlier.

We aren’t just failing to severely damage the enemy’s forces; we can’t even locate them.

The enemy’s reinforcements will arrive soon, and then we’ll face an even worse situation; it might be difficult to attack then,” the Bearman Emperor said impatiently.

He could still accept the current state of the battlefield.

However, continuously stalling without engaging was putting a severe strain on the Orc Empire.

The issue of logistics troubled not only the Alpha Kingdom but also the Orc Empire.

During the battles, the bodies of both sides could be used as supplies, but during downtime, they relied entirely on materials supplied from the rear.

To ensure logistic support, numerous cattle and sheep were continuously slaughtered, which he saw and felt anxious about.

These were the tribes’ most precious resources; if they were slaughtered here, future days would become challenging.

If they won the war and plundered a great amount of wealth, they could rely on smuggling trade to get supplies from the Human Race.

If they lost, a massive food crisis would erupt, and internal fights for survival resources would become fiercely intense, putting the existence of the Orc Empire in question.

“Your Majesty the Bear King, the more it is in times like these, the more we need to be patient.

Everyone knows how tough the defenses of the Alpha Kingdom are.

With the Empire’s current strength, blitzing the enemy’s lines is simply not realistic.

Our pressure is great, but the enemy’s pressure is even greater.

A host of Noble Lords who have lost their lands will pressure the enemy’s commander-in-chief, forcing him to come out and engage us in battle.

If all goes as expected, the arrival of the enemy’s reinforcements will be the time for both sides to engage in a decisive battle.

Without the protection of the city walls, our chances of defeating the enemy will significantly increase,” Duke Daniel explained coldly.

The battlefield is ever-changing; it’s not possible to stick to the initial plan entirely.

The enemy doesn’t play by expected rules and hasn’t entrenched themselves in the Seven Northern Provinces, so naturally, the original battle plans needed adjustment.

Hudson’s strategic withdrawal preserved the Kingdom’s vitality while also planting the seed for a definite battle.

The Noble Lords of the Seven Northern Provinces need to reclaim their territories by defeating the Orc Empire on the battlefield.

“Daniel, your analysis is good.

The enemy indeed wants to clash with us, but the timing remains unknown.

From the current signs, it seems that the Alpha Kingdom has changed its commander.

Everyone has dealt with Hudson before; this guy has an unpredictable style of military command.

With his position in the Alpha Kingdom’s army, he could temporarily suppress the voices of the War Faction, dragging out the war for a year or more until the continental war situation is clear, then deciding to battle us.

Alpha Kingdom can afford to wait, but that doesn’t mean the Empire can.

Although the Elf Army has moved south, the Alliance is still at a disadvantage from what we see.

If the Human Race wins the continental war, we all know what will follow.

The Empire can defeat one Alpha Kingdom, but not an Alpha Kingdom supported by the Human Alliance.

In recent days, the Moxi Army has also started gathering at the border.

The total military force deployed at the frontline is estimated to be no less than 250,000.

Given the relationship between the Alpha Kingdom and the Moxi Duchy, it wouldn’t be strange for these armies to suddenly join the war at critical moments,” King Bimon Alexander said with a worried expression.

He wasn’t much of a military strategist, but his political acumen was full.

It was political tactics that helped retain the Orc Royal Family’s position even when the Bimon Clan was significantly weakened.

In an era of great conflicts, one must not focus solely on one area but must look at the entire situation.

The war in the Northern Continent is just one factor influencing the outcome; the real determinant of the Orcs’ destiny will be the result of the continental war.

“King Bimon, I’m unable to influence the outcome of the continental war, please forgive me!

The Empire’s strength is no longer at its peak; all we can do now is to take care of the present.

As an Empire soldier, one must achieve this: Defeat Alpha Kingdom with minimal cost and maintain the Empire’s foundation on the prairie.

The Continent war’s gambit was already beyond the Empire’s involvement.

Instead of hoping to interfere in the Continent war, it was preferable to expect issues within the Human Race, leading them to cease supporting the Prairie Seven Kingdoms.

Duke Daniel sternly replied.

Once wars became linked with politics, they became a burden for the Commander, yet wars cannot be separated from politics.

The combination of contradictions converged, which for the current Orc Empire, was a disaster.

Discussing politics beyond one’s capability was merely adding unnecessary complexity.

War was cruel, and a supporting role was just that—a supporting role; forcing more just made things inappropriate.

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Under the blazing summer sun, reinforcements arrived at the front lines.

In fact, given the efficiency of the Alpha Kingdom, the reinforcements shouldn’t have been so slow.

The delay was because Hudson had the Conscription Corps train for a month before he let the troops deploy.

There was no other reason; it was all the fault of logistics.

Staying in place for military training and moving to the front lines in the North required vastly different amounts of resources.

Although previously, various Nobles had also trained their troops, Hudson had no faith in them, especially those of the lesser Nobles, whose training was obviously insufficient.

“Orderly distribute all five Conscription Corps into various units.

Merge the five Standing Armies into the Seventh Army, which I will personally command as the reserve force of the whole army.”

This unconventional command sparked murmurs among the generals, but they didn’t dare openly oppose it, intimidated by Hudson’s authority.

Using Conscription Corps as a supplemental force was precedented and uncontroversial, but keeping five Standing Armies as reserves was the key point.

In past wars, the approach was generally to go all-in.

If more soldiers were needed, they’d ask for reinforcements from home—what was this reserve thing?

If anything should be called reserves, it should be the Guard Corps directly under the command headquarters, ready to be the ultimate reserve of the Army.

Typically, by the time they were deployed, the war would be at its most perilous stage.

Sometimes, silence was a form of silent opposition.

The main reason for not speaking up was the fear of being berated.

Just as famous as Hudson’s commanding ability was his skill in berating people.

Countless roughnecks had been scolded by him into questioning their life choices.

Aristocratic Military Officers cared about their dignity.

After a few setbacks, each became shrewder.

When faced with something they couldn’t understand, the first response wasn’t to object, but to incite others to step forward.

When a group of smart people congregated, the scenario that unfolded was exactly what had just occurred.

“What are you dawdling for?

Execute the orders!”

Hudson immediately chastised.

He didn’t have time to explain reasons; in the military, he only needed everyone to execute orders.

It wasn’t about cultivating commanders—whether they understood the rationale was completely irrelevant.

“Understood, Marshal!”

The generals hurriedly responded.

Those who had served under Hudson knew the weight of “Military orders are as unyielding as mountains.” Those who dared defy military orders were now pushing up daisies.

No matter how prestigious the identity, it held no sway before this formidable Marshal.

Being formidable was necessary; recently, Hudson felt beleaguered.

Lords from the Northern Border frequently harassed him, each seemingly eager for a beating.

One after another, the generals dispersed, leaving only Count Orlan, who had a special relationship and clearly had something to say.

“Your Excellency the Count, is there anything else?”

Hudson asked, puzzled.

His father-in-law was not the type to cause trouble.

As a Traditional Noble, Count Orlan always placed great emphasis on rules.