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Chapter 1039 - 1039 142 Clashing at the Negotiation Table_2

1039: Chapter 142: Clashing at the Negotiation Table_2 1039: Chapter 142: Clashing at the Negotiation Table_2 Whether they win or lose, it would resolve the current strategic impasse faced by the Orc Empire.

As long as the core of the Five Royal Clans remains unharmed, even if they lose all their vassal races in battle, it would still be acceptable.

“Then let’s give it a try!

If the enemy doesn’t send troops, in another month, we’ll be forced to retreat anyway.

Daniel has already organized more than a hundred thousand troops, so even if we incur heavy losses at the front, we can immediately replenish them.

The worst outcome would just be losing the territory we currently occupy!”

The Hawkman Emperor agreed.

As the Air Force, they least feared a decisive battle.

When it came to shirking duty, no one could outdo them.

The enemy’s Air Force was limited in number; as long as they stayed cautious, the losses of the Hawkman Clan would be within a controllable range.

On the contrary, this standoff, constantly sending scouts into enemy airspace, led to greater losses.

In the past days, the daily casualties of the Hawkman soldiers never fell below double digits and occasionally rose to three figures.

It seemed insignificant, but it couldn’t withstand the accumulation over time!

As for the results of the battle, that was directly ignored by the Hawkman Emperor.

The losses were their own, but the information gathered from scouting was shared by everyone.

After exchanging glances with each other, the emperors quickly unified their stance.

Subsequently, military orders were continuously relayed from the Imperial Court’s camp to the front lines of the Orc Army.

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In the Central Continent, as the Alien Coalition Army surged forward in high spirits, the Three Human Kingdoms were forced to the negotiating table.

The first one to give up was the Black Forest Kingdom, which, just two days prior, saw the Elf Army and the Stone People Race complete their strategic assembly on its territory.

The major point of contention that was previously in dispute had now become a fait accompli.

The unfortunate Black Forest Kingdom was split in two by the Alien Coalition Army.

Of course, there was some good news.

At least they had managed to strategically withdraw their main forces from the front line.

If not for the withdrawal of the Kingdom’s over two hundred thousand elite troops, they would not have even had the qualifications to sit at the negotiating table.

However, a completely passive strategic position had left the leadership of the Black Forest Kingdom utterly irate.

The situation collapsed too quickly; their allies hadn’t arrived in time, and they were on the brink of national extinction.

Perhaps if they persisted, the Human Race could still achieve victory, but it was highly likely that the Black Forest Kingdom wouldn’t last to see that day.

The shadow of defeat loomed over the entire country, and everyone in the Black Forest Kingdom, from top to bottom, no longer wished to fight.

The situation for the Dante Kingdom and the South Coast Kingdom was not much better; despite their desperate efforts, they could not stop the relentless advance of the Alien Coalition Army at the front line.

The Three-eyed Race and the Troll Clan had not yet joined forces with the Elf Army, but they did complete a strategic assembly with the Dwarf Kingdom.

No one expected the Dwarf Kingdom, deeply mired in war, to still be able to spare troops to strike from behind.

A stab in the back is most terrifying.

Before the various nations could react, the Three Major Alien Races merged forces, starting to share resources.

The resources of the Three-eyed Race and the Troll Clan were continuously exchanged for a vast amount of advanced military equipment from the Dwarf Kingdom, and they were on the verge of overpowering the Human Army in terms of weapons and equipment.

With the situation having developed to this point, the countries of the Central Continent were powerless to prevent the strategic assembly of the six Alien Races.

Perhaps tomorrow, perhaps the day after, the Alien Coalition would unite into one.

During this crucial juncture of life and death, the military industry of the Dwarf Kingdom combined with the resources of various species plus the Elf Race’s magic—it was unknown what kind of power this combination could unleash.

Compared to this explosive news, the minor advantages that the Alpha Kingdom had gained in the war against the Orcs were now being ignored.

What everyone was most concerned about was that after the six Alien Races assembled, they would turn around and annihilate the Alpha Kingdom, forming a behemoth dominating the Northern Continent and the Central Continent.

Under the pressure of the situation, the Human Alliance hastily convened an urgent council to discuss countermeasures, but help from afar would not quench the immediate need.

This time, the Clergy, the King of Frank, and the Iberia Kingdom, remarkably, took a unified stance, but the formation of the Allied Forces required time.

Different from the usual support, if they wanted to turn the tables, the three houses had to give it their all.

The countries under these three major powers were also required to mobilize comprehensively, but this too needed time.

Before the troops could move, provisions must precede them.

With the mobilization involving millions of troops, how could they possibly send forces just by saying so?

Based on the normal pace of preparations, it would be impossible to conclude without a year or half a year.

When it involved multiple alliances, more time would be required.

Even the most efficient Alpha Kingdom had to first accumulate strategic supplies before it could gather a large army within two months.

Due to this situation, the Three Kingdoms of the Central Continent opted for secret negotiations as a last resort.

Whether the Human Race could achieve the final victory in the war, they did not know, but first, the countries of the Central Continent would have to be exterminated.

Even if the Human Race won the victory and supported their restoration, it would only be a puppet regime, doomed to be annexed.

It was more likely that they would encounter mishaps, and then the lost territories would be reclaimed from the hands of the Alien Races, solving the legal problems once and for all.

There was no choice—the era of massive consolidation had arrived.

After this war, the Clergy, the Frank Kingdom, and the Iberia Kingdom would establish an absolute advantage within the Human Race, and the remaining countries would lack the strength to keep them in check.

When the balance was broken, those who could not keep up with the rules of the era were inevitably going to be reshuffled.

The Alien Race Army first cleared the territories of unstable elements, so when it was time to annex, even the obstacles to rule would no longer exist.