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Having just returned from the Royal Palace, Hudson had no time to catch his breath before ambassadors from Moxi People and the East-West War Hammer Kingdom came knocking.

From the timing, these individuals must have immediately ridden Flying Magic Beasts from the front lines after the battle lines collapsed.

The situation was tense, and Hudson had no time for pleasantries, immediately asking:

“Rakel, what exactly happened at the front lines?

Why did the battle lines collapse so quickly?”

The armies gathered in Warhammer Kingdom were numerous, and the fortresses on the defensive line were strong enough.

Even if the enemy threatened with forbidden spells, that would require many magicians to cast such spells.

After all, once a forbidden spell is brewed, it can’t be taken back, and the magicians involved in casting a forbidden spell would need at least ten days to half a month to recover.

Hudson didn’t believe that the enemy could produce dozens of forbidden spells in one day.

If they were that powerful, there would be no need to fight the subsequent battles.

“Marshal, after confirming the participation of the Elf Race in the war, the entire army fell into a panic, giving the enemy an opportunity.

By the time Allied Command realized and acted to stabilize the morale of the troops, three lines of defense had already been breached.

Warhammer Kingdom was inadequately prepared in advance.

Aside from the completion of the first three defensive lines, the subsequent lines were incomplete and weak.

The losses of the army were catastrophic.

Now we can only rely on Noble Castles along the way to resist step by step.

Without reinforcements, the Eastern War Hammer Kingdom won’t last long.”

Viscount Rakel said with a troubled expression.

From being a second-generation prodigal son to becoming a central force in the Duchy’s Army, he was no longer the military novice he once was.

The trial by war and fire significantly broadened Viscount Rakel’s horizons, and he was very aware of what the fall of the Eastern War Hammer Kingdom would mean.

How the enemy forces would advance next, nobody knew, but the Moxi Duchy dared not gamble.

The tragedy of being brutally beaten by the Orcs back then was still not healed, and the Moxi Duchy did not wish for a repeat.

However, fending off the enemy at the country’s gates was ultimately just a fantasy.

Facing the Allied Forces of the Elves and Ancient Races, the Northern Continent simply could not find a force to counter them.

Seeking help from Alpha Kingdom now was just like clambering onto a ‘dead horse’ hoping it would come alive.

“How many Elf Army units appeared on the battlefield?”

Hudson asked with concern.

What had already happened, whether the Allied Forces were routed by the enemy or succumbed to panic, made no difference to the situation at hand.

On the contrary, the extent of the Elves’ involvement was the key factor that would determine the course of the war.

“Elf Army?”

Rakel was slightly startled by the term, then explained:

“Marshal, the Elf Race only dispatched a Mage Corps, as well as some guards.

Though not numerous, every one of them was powerful.

We once sent masters to launch a sneak attack in hopes of disrupting the enemy’s spellcasting, only to have several Eighth-order Strongmen suffer a poisonous fate at the enemy’s hands!”

Having received a definitive answer, Hudson was at a loss for words.

If it were not inconvenient due to his position, he would have liked to express his astonishment at the incompetence of the senior officers at the front, wondering what they were doing.

If one was to gamble with their life, they should either lead the army forward in a thrust or bombard the location of the Mage Corps with Magic Crystal Cannons.

Did they really expect to break through by sending a few masters?

Did they think the enemy was foolish, without even the most basic defenses?

A total collapse at the slightest defeat, who were they trying to impress with such a display?

Human Race countries were all busy at this time, and it was impossible to expect them to send reinforcements to the Northern Continent to clean up the mess before sorting out their own affairs.

The current situation was such that perseverance might not lead to victory, but failure was guaranteed to bring a downfall.

Once deprived of their base, a life of exile would surely teach them a lesson.

“Hmm!

I have a clear understanding of the situation.

You all go and rest first.

As for reinforcements, the Kingdom will be able to reply after discussions.”

Hudson said nonchalantly.

In his heart, he had already begun to calculate.

The sudden collapse of the western front meant the original strategy of “north first, then west” had failed.

Now it depended on the choice of the Alien Coalition Army.

If they chose to head south through Orton Duchy, Alpha Kingdom could continue to feign ignorance.

If they continue to invade Moxi Duchy, Alpha Kingdom, for the strategic safety of its rear, must send reinforcements.

First strike at the Ancient Heritage Alliance and then turn around to deal with the Orcs?

It is a nice thought, but when it comes to implementation, it becomes incredibly difficult.

A small misjudgment, and they could be dragged down on the western front, unable to extricate themselves.

At that time, fighting on two fronts, the pressure would be all on the Kingdom.

As the Commander of the Army, Hudson truly felt panicked at this moment.

Whether to gamble on a dangerous move was a difficult decision to make.

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“Your Marshal, are you serious about deploying fifty thousand elite to a surprise attack on the Ancient Heritage Alliance?”

Caesar IV asked incredulously.

Deploying fifty thousand troops wasn’t difficult; the challenge was to defeat the Ancient Remnant Allied Army in a short time.

Even with the cooperation of the Allied Forces of various countries, it would be a fight from a position of weakness.

Holding the front lines stable would be an achievement in itself, let alone defeating the enemy in a short time.

Everyone was almost familiar with the situation on the western front.

At the most optimistic, reinforcing troops would only stabilize Moxi Duchy’s front lines or delay their collapse.

Defeat the enemy forces?

It seemed beyond everyone’s imagination.

Even without the Elves’ intervention, the Ancient Heritage Alliance was no easy prey.

“Your Majesty, if the Ancient Remnant Allied Army sends forces to Moxi Duchy, the Kingdom has no choice.

To avoid dying on the battlefield, we must make a risky move.