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Chapter 563 - 563 121 Debts of Human Relationship_1

563: Chapter 121, Debts of Human Relationship_1 563: Chapter 121, Debts of Human Relationship_1 “What, reinforcements have arrived?”

Hudson asked incredulously.

The reinforcements of the Human Alliance, which had been dawdling in the Moxi Duchy for two months without making any move, had now surprisingly reached the front line so quickly that it was hard not to be surprised.

In fact, this “quick” is relative.

When Hudson was still on the way to the Northland, they had already set off.

They took their time getting to Augustusburg and then stopped.

It wasn’t until the Northern Expedition Army decided to break out that they took action again.

Judging from the distance, their arrival at the Purple Gold Pass at this time could only be considered as normal marching speed.

“Yes, Earl.

This is a document from the Purple Gold Pass defenders for you, and the rest are documents from various forces of the Human Alliance reinforcements,” said the messenger soldier.

Receiving a thick stack of documents from the messenger, Hudson felt like cursing out loud.

The bureaucrats of the Human Alliance Council didn’t appoint a single chief military commander.

All the reinforcements acted independently.

Now he suddenly understood why the Orc Empire was so active and able to persist all this while.

If the Human Alliance continued to act this way, it would be a miracle if the Orc Empire could be extinguished.

There were over a hundred large and small forces within the Alliance, and coordinating internal relationships alone was enough to suffocate one.

Without a unified military commander, everyone played their own game.

To defeat the Orcs was purely based on superior force.

Although it’s pointless to get angry, the documents needed to be read.

These were formal official documents, with each representing different forces.

After briefly scanning the broadly similar documents from all parties, Hudson’s patience had been worn out.

Just by looking at these documents, he knew the biggest task next was not to fight, but to coordinate the various reinforcements from the Human Alliance.

Personally replying to the letters was impossible.

If he had to write over a hundred letters, he probably wouldn’t get any sleep tonight.

“You guys have traveled a long way, go and get some rest!

Tom, call all the noble military officers of Viscount rank and above for a meeting.”

The meeting was a farce, what they really needed them for was to help write the official replies.

This meticulous task could only be carried out by high-level nobles.

If handed over to the lower ranks, they could easily cause a political accident due to lack of experience.

The various forces sent documents expressing similar overall sentiments.

They were merely routine greetings, while also outlining their own ideas for the upcoming operations.

However, when it came down to the details, each party had different emphases.

In order to respect each other politically, specific replies were necessary.

He hadn’t even met them face-to-face and his workload had already increased so much, Hudson was speechless.

However, not utilizing the reinforcements would be a waste.

First, he needed to coax them over, which was the correct path.

At this point, the Orcs had already divided their forces.

The cavalry left behind for the chase of the Northern Expedition Army were no match for the Allied Forces.

…

Inside the Bimon Army camp, Prince Butzweig was joyfully enjoying a roast lamb leg.

The plate of slow-cooked spices next to him seemingly told of his extravagance.

During this southern invasion, the Orc Empire didn’t reap much else, but they made a fortune economically.

They spent most of the journey warring or looting, indeed, they managed to rob quite a few valuable items.

Originally priceless spices, had become common food on Prince Butzweig’s dining table.

In the past, such high-end goods were reserved to be paired with Magical Beast meat.

Common cattle and sheep were simply not qualified to be paired with these spices.

“Your Highness, Duke Daniel invites you to send troops together, annihilate the reinforcements of the Alpha Kingdom, seize the enemy’s defense line, and march directly into the Alpha King…”

Before the word “dom” was even uttered, the big lamb leg in Prince Butzweig’s hand had hit the ground.

His wide-open mouth couldn’t close for a moment.

The information was too explosive.

He felt like he had heard a joke about marching directly into the Alpha Kingdom and destroying it.

That was a goal that the entire Orc Empire, countless Beast Emperors, had strived for in their lifetimes, but none of them had been able to achieve.

With the little troop strength they had, all cavalry, even if they could kill their way into the heartland of the Alpha Kingdom, they could only sigh at the city walls.

After calming down, Prince Butzweig took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth and began to ponder.

He knew Duke Daniel quite well.

This War God of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan would not propose such a ridiculous plan without a special reason.

Considering the current situation of the Orc Empire, he suddenly realized.

It was not that Duke Daniel was mad, but rather he was too sober.

The best and only way to reverse the decline of the Orc Empire was to create a shocking victory on the battlefield.

A victory on the battlefield could not only suppress internal conflicts but also stimulate the various races on the continent who were still observing.

The Warhammer Kingdom and the Moxi Duchy were not enough.

To truly deter the vassals, they needed to target the Alpha Kingdom.

The problem was this is only theoretically feasible.

Everyone knows the strategic significance of destroying the Alpha Kingdom, but he doesn’t see any hope of success.

Is this the difference between a veteran general and a War God?

Just as he was about to say something, Prince Butzweig noticed his strategist signalling him, and he instantly understood.

“Tell the messenger that this matter is too significant, and I am not authorized to decide, I must first seek the decision of the Bimon Emperor.”

Whether it is feasible in military matters is still uncertain; but politically, he absolutely cannot get involved.

If he won, it would arouse a greater fear from the Bimon Emperor, if he could retreat safely was still an unknown.

If he lost, needless to say, he would be expected to bear responsibility.

He did not believe that the Bimon Emperor would show any mercy when he had an opportunity to legitimately get rid of a threat to the throne.

In any country that is filled with barbarism, the struggle for the imperial power is extremely fierce.

Order and rules do not apply here, the survival of the fittest is all that governs.

Although it seems to have settled, the power struggle within the Bimon Tribe has not truly ended.

As the new Beast Emperor, Alex’s reputation in the court is not high due to his previous personal views.

Including Prince Butzweig, there are several challengers, all possess the power to threaten his position.

There has been no civil strife because the current situation is too complex, and no one dares to take rash action, leading to unpredictable crises.

Not moving does not mean one can’t move.

For Alex to maintain his position, he must either eradicate his competitors or recover them for his benefit.

When it comes to factional strife, Prince Butzweig alone cannot make all decisions.

Even if he wanted to step down, the interest groups behind him would object.

…

At around the same time in the Lionman race camp, Marquis Ussuh also received similar information.

Compared to Prince Butzweig’s excuse to delay, Marquis Ussuh’s response was much assertive.

“Tell the messenger to inform Duke Daniel that whoever wants to execute his grand strategic plan should go ahead, just don’t involve me!”

Said Marquis Ussuh sucintly.

He didn’t understand Duke Daniel’s strategic plan at all.

Experience told him that the best way to deal with plans he didn’t understand was to distance himself.

…

“Your Excellency the Count, we can’t keep going on like this!

We have to reach for reinforcements, otherwise…”

Earl Piers felt the pressure before he could finish his sentence.

There was no way, even despite his best efforts to control the information, news had still spread throughout the army.

The decision of that day was led by Earl Piers, but it was also a collective choice by everyone.

Even though everyone was upset, they felt awkward blaming him for this issue, at most they would only complain internally.

But now it’s different.

Seeing that Hudson kept his promises and selflessly went to rescue on all sides, everyone’s feelings became complex.

If they hadn’t acted rashly, their losses could have been significantly reduced.

Especially the nobles who lost relatives in the battle, their hearts were filled with anguish.

People are always inclined to shirk responsibility, unwilling to admit their own mean-spiritedness, so they simply shifted the blame onto Earl Piers.

There was no doubt that it was all because of this leader’s foolish command that led to the bitter fruit they were now reaping.

This shirk of responsibility from deep within their hearts sparked resentment against Earl Piers from everyone.

Now it had reached boiling point, and the slightest misstep could cause the team to disintegrate.

“Alright, let’s go to merge now!

But Viscount Orlan, you need to coordinate with Earl Hudson’s side.”

He ultimately could not withstand the pressure.

Between the safety of the army and his own face, Earl Piers chose the former.

Unfortunately, it was a little too late now, and only less than three thousand people left in the team, the noble children had massively decreased.

To meet with the reinforcements, they still had to face the hunt from the Orc Army.

How many people could survive in the end, no one could tell.

Even if there were soldiers from other places who had fled, it would be quite challenging to gather them under the continuous pursuit of the Orcs.

Such heavy losses were a fatal blow to most of the nobles within the province, including the Dalton Family and the Hollis Family.

It could be said that apart from Earl Piers, Viscount Orlan’s feelings were the most complicated.

Like most of the intermediate aristocracy who had the opportunity to take their place, he initially wanted to secretly sabotage his teammates to clear obstacles for his family’s restoration.

Unexpectedly, without him making a move, everyone had suffered heavy losses together.

In the end, he had no choice but to ask his son-in-law for help.

If Hudson were to execute the plan agreed upon earlier, the Hollis family might likely be ruined.

There is no kinship in front of interests, the world of the nobility is realistic.

Stabbing each other in the back is a daily operation, let alone seeing death without saving.

“No problem!”

No matter how complicated his inner feelings, Viscount Orlan agreed verbally.

However, he couldn’t help but hold Earl Piers accountable in his heart.

They had just stood them up, and now they wanted others to lend a helping hand, obviously making things difficult.

Asking him to coordinate now clearly meant to use his special relationship with Hudson to break the deadlock.

After all, it involved his in-laws.

If he chose to ignore, Hudson would not be able to mix in the circle of the nobility.

The nobility is a society of relationships, no one wants to make friends with a person who turns a blind eye to his relatives.

Even for the sake of face, he must lend a helping hand.

All that was lost was Viscount Orlan’s face.

But faced with the eager eyes of the nobles in the province, he couldn’t bring himself to refuse.

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