In the Emerald Palace, the news of the changes on the front line has been heard for several days, and Caesar III still has not found a way to deal with it.

The battlefield is in the Orc Empire, and the kingdom has lost its geographical advantage. It was almost impossible to withdraw the army intact under the noses of the orcs.

The allies can't count on it, the Warhammer Kingdom is completely ruined, and there are no decades left to recover.

The Duchy of Moxi has also suffered heavy losses, and Sensei is counting on how much of a role they can make before joining forces with the Terran Alliance's reinforcements.

Organize reinforcements to respond, and estimate that before the team is assembled, the battle is already over. Now the Alpha Kingdom has no way to gather hundreds of thousands of elites to respond in a short period of time.

"Ministry of Military Affairs, how are you going to deal with the current complex situation?"

Questions of concern to Caesar III.

If you can't solve it yourself, you can leave the trouble to the professionals. Compared with him, the king with two swords, the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Military Affairs all came down from the battlefield.

"Your Majesty, it is not appropriate for us to do too much in the current complicated situation, and we can only hope that the front-line army will actively deal with it.

So far, the war has suffered heavy losses, not only the kingdom, but also the orcs.

Even if a big war breaks out, we may not lose. Even if you can't win a big victory, you can inflict heavy damage on the enemy.

Field Marshal Campbell has a lot of combat experience and is on the front line, and he knows the situation much more deeply than we do, and I believe he will be able to handle it properly. ”

The Minister of War, Archduke Efiero, said stubbornly.

This is to cheer themselves up, the real situation on the front line is not something that can be explained clearly by a few words sent back by the griffin cavalry every day.

There are too many variables on the battlefield, and for the sake of safety, the detailed military deployment of the front line does not dare to let the griffin cavalry pass back.

If the enemy intercepts the information halfway, it is a disaster.

Experience has taught the Archduke Ephiero that it is better not to meddle indiscriminately in the context of not knowing the specifics of the front.

Glaring at the Minister of War, Caesar III finally swallowed the curse back. Things have happened, and they can't be solved with a few angry words.

They were all pitted by that group of old immortals, how hi the army was charging all the way in the early stage, and how difficult it was when they returned now.

Pure force majeure is not something that the Ministry of Military Affairs can solve.

"Your Majesty, the Alliance's reinforcements have entered the Duchy of Moxi, and it is expected that they will be able to join the Mossi army in seven days.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has urged that, if all goes well, the army will be able to reach the front in about a month. ”

Count Francis, Minister of Foreign Affairs, said slowly.

Changing the topic of Dafa alleviated the embarrassment on the field. However, the problem still needs to be solved.

After thinking about it again, Caesar III was embarrassed to find that not adding to the chaos was the greatest help to the front.

"The battle situation at the front is in charge of Marshal Campbell, I can rest assured!

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs continued to follow up on the matter of reinforcements.

The order was passed down, and the expeditionary force was renamed the Southeast Front, so that Earl Hudson could extinguish the rebels as quickly as possible and lead the army north. ”

Caesar III said with a slightly solemn expression.

Obviously, the peace of mind on the lips is not consistent with the true thoughts in the heart. If it weren't for the bottom of my heart, I wouldn't be in a hurry to transfer Hudson north.

In the event of a change at the front, the Southeastern Front is the basis for the reorganization of the defensive line.

As a qualified king, prepare a few more follow-ups, that is the usual operation.

"Your Majesty, far away...... There are still a large number of prisoners of war in the hands of the Southeastern Front, what do you think should be arranged? ”

The Chancellor, the Archduke of Newfoundland, asked tentatively.

For the sake of this group of strong laborers, there was almost a fight within the kingdom. If it weren't for the unexpected changes on the front line, which attracted everyone's attention, I wonder if the partition operation has already begun.

As the head coach, Hudson has some decision-making power over the distribution of prisoners of war, but that can only be done in secret, and the boss on the surface is still Caesar III.

Private granting is not a big deal, but the premise is that there is a degree. While secretly dividing up, you also have to leave enough distribution for the boss.

"These prisoners of war are different, most of them were forced to join the rebels by the orcs. Only the first evil will be investigated, and those who coerce and obey will be punished lightly.

A prisoner of war resettlement team was dispatched to replace the prisoners of war from the South-Eastern Front and dispose of them after the war.

Considering the heavy losses of the kingdom this time, and the lack of labor in many places, it was better to distribute the spoils of war to the meritorious officials after the war. ”

Caesar III said with some melancholy.

Dividing a cake is often the most complicated process, and it is a little more difficult than making a cake. Whoever takes more and who takes less needs to be considered in all aspects.

The most important thing is that the royal family is also short of people!

Among the recovered northern territories, the royal family occupies a large proportion. Without the millions of people filling in, production will not be restored.

Although there were many prisoners of war captured, they were not a grade compared to the demand.

It's just that the boss can't eat alone, and the limited "prisoner of war" labor force has to be taken out and shared with the nobles of the kingdom.

……

In the Orc Empire, Marshal Campbell is leading the army slowly forward. The already bad road ahead has become more and more unbearable under the destruction of the orcs.

The time spent on road construction every day is three times the time spent on marching. Even if it is arranged for manpower to work overnight, it still can't change the fact that the army is advancing at a rapid pace.

Without a sufficient number of strong men to open the way ahead, the kingdom's Northern Expeditionary Army is an ordinary elite, and it also needs to work hard to overcome various difficulties encountered along the way.

"Enemy attack!"

Hearing the shouts from the battalion, Marshal Campbell did not react at all.

A similar scene happens several times a day. The more times you see it, the more your immunity will improve.

There were no surprises, and it was another "thunder and rain" attack.

Dozens of orcs, lurking on both sides, used simple tools to set traps and launched a sneak attack on the army.

The kind that leaves after the fight, and doesn't take a cloud with it. However, the Northern Expeditionary Army, which was experienced in the attack, was not a soft persimmon and immediately launched a counterattack.

Except for a few lucky orcs, who are still on the run, the rest were sent to meet the beast god.

"Stop the pursuit!"

With the officer's order, an attack came to an end.

There is no point in holding accountable, this kind of squad of dozens of people wants to hide, it is too simple.

The army was still in a hurry to go, and there was no time to spend here with them.

"Marshal, our army lost seventeen killed and thirty-six wounded.

The wounded have already been treated by priests, and it is estimated that it will take a few days of recuperation before they can recover. ”

After listening to the words of the middle-aged officer, Marshal Campbell nodded slightly and said, "Follow the old rules, don't delay the advance of the army." ”

The sad look between his eyebrows had already exposed the panic in his heart. At the current pace of the march, it is almost inevitable that the road will be blocked by the returning orc army.

If it were a different battlefield, Marshal Campbell wouldn't mind setting up a position and having a good fight with the orcs, but this was the orc empire.

In the previous battle, they swept through countless orc tribes along the way, killing millions of orcs.

This kind of blood feud, once blocked by the enemy, will inevitably attract countless orcs to participate.

It can be said that the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for the Northern Expeditionary Army. The slightest flaw can lead to heavy losses.

It's a pity that it's useless to be anxious, the "uncle knights" are capricious, and they don't give any face when they say that they will pick a pick.

Without the "overwhelming" group of magicians, the destroyed roads along the way became the biggest obstacle to the return of the army.

In contrast, the small attacks composed of orcs along the way were not taken seriously by Marshal Campbell.

Adhering to the principle of not dividing the troops at will, the Northern Expeditionary Army has always advanced in groups.

The benefits are very obvious and leave no room for the enemy to take advantage of; The downside is also prominent, that is, the army is moving more slowly.

It is mainly the city of the Orc Empire, which is too unsightly. Along the way, there was no strong city enough to accommodate the Northern Expeditionary Army, otherwise Marshal Campbell would definitely lead the team to go in as a "nail household" and wait for reinforcements from the Terran Alliance to come over.

Along the way, Marshal Campbell was also constantly observing the four directions, looking for terrain that was conducive to the entrenchment of the army.

"Marshal, just now the griffon scouts came with the news that the orc army that had withdrawn from the Warhammer Kingdom had now appeared one hundred and fifty miles away."

……

Looking at the geese flying north in the sky, Hudson, who stepped into his homeland again, touched the elven bow in his hand, and finally extinguished the idea of hunting.

Winter goes to spring, and in this season of all things, it is really not suitable for killing.

This time I returned to the southeastern province, which was a proper fake public and private benefit. Although there are also rebellious people here, the pitiful number is not enough for the local nobles to stay behind to clean up.

"Tom prepares the car, I'm going to visit the Hollisle family!"

Hudson said with a blank face.

When I arrived in Qiaomu County, I couldn't say anything if I didn't go to my father-in-law's house.

As for the mountain collar, it is really inconvenient to go back. There are limits to the false public and private interests, and Hudson, whose foundation is unstable, has to consider gossip.

A few rumors may seem inconspicuous, but they can do bad things at a critical moment.

"Earl, the King's envoy, Earl Lauren, has arrived."

The guard's words directly shattered Hudson's idea of going out. The face of the boss of his own family still has to be given, and the envoys have all been sent out, and they must meet each other.

I don't know if he is poisonous, but the king's envoys have come over every time, but it seems that nothing good has come of it.

The first was the worst, and was mistakenly killed by the Holy See on the way back; The second Count José did not die, but he was burdened with the black cauldron of defeat at the Battle of Dacias; It depends on whether the third Earl of Lauren can escape this fate.

Hudson sincerely hoped that nothing would happen to him, otherwise the name of the king's envoy nemesis would easily be crowned on his head.

Who made him "walk above others" now, and a large number of people held magnifying glasses, looking for his flaws?

"Count Lauren, please."