Chapter 137, Land Exchange (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
Blood stained the grasslands, and corpses were piled up all over the land. The expeditionary legion that has just finished the battle is like a killing god who has come out of hell.
Standing in front of the army in the scorching sun, Hudson still felt a chill.
Just now, a tribal group of hundreds of thousands of orcs disappeared under the butcher's knife of the expeditionary force.
Similar battles have taken place many times since entering the savannah, and almost every day the orc tribes are crippled by the expeditionary force.
Up to now, no one has the heart to count the results. No matter how many ordinary orcs are killed, they can't arouse everyone's interest.
"Pass the order, recall the scattered troops, and move the whole army to the southwest, and then we will fight a bloody road!"
Hudson ordered murderously.
No matter how elite the army is, it is also human, and it is inevitable that it will be physically and mentally exhausted by constantly killing on the prairie.
From the landing to the present, any soldier of the expeditionary force has several beast lives in his hands. There are also many people who have beheaded more than 100.
The name of "Prairie Killing God", Hudson is relieving. The orcs who were lucky enough to escape will spontaneously help him with propaganda.
As long as the orcs exist, he is the most terrifying Great Demon King. After all, the terrifying Abyss Demon King is only a legend, far less powerful than the pain of the skin.
If time could be repeated, I'm afraid that nine out of ten orcs would oppose this war.
War, apart from the killing of them, has never seen any good.
Exploiting on the battlefield, looting wealth from the human world, and then reaching the pinnacle of beast life are all about to become dream legends.
The war has been going on for so long, and I haven't seen anyone really get my wish.
When I attacked the Seven Kingdoms of the Grassland before, it was okay, although those guys were basically poor ghosts, at least they were easy to bully. Fighting and fighting the enemy will be defeated, and there will be some gains.
From the time of the invasion of the Alpha Kingdom, the situation has changed. Seven provinces were captured in a row, but no decent booty was found.
After Hudson took office, the situation was even more embarrassing, not to mention that he was robbing wealth, and without even seeing a single good news, the enemy killed his hometown.
The reality is too far from the ideal, and it is inevitable that the heart of the beast will be turbulent.
Don't look at the ruthlessness of the expeditionary force, in fact, there are not many tribes that have been completely annihilated, and not being able to win does not mean that they cannot escape.
Hop on the horse, find a random direction to escape, as long as you can outrun your teammates, you can escape.
The worst is still the farming tribe, and the two-legged ones can't outrun four-legged. In the face of the pursuit of the cavalry of the expeditionary force, only a very few lucky people were able to pick up a life.
Escaping the pursuit of the expeditionary force does not mean that the matter is over.
The vast savannah is full of dangers, wolves, undead, poisonous insects...... These are all pediatrics, and the real danger is the "orcs".
It's okay to meet a tribe of the same race, but if you are unfortunate enough to strayed into the sphere of influence of a rival race, it is only a matter of time before you get on the barbecue.
After the tribe was defeated, the orcs who died at the hands of their own people were not necessarily much less killed than the expeditionary force.
Duke Daniel hated this kind of cannibalism, and repeatedly issued strict orders to prohibit it. The end result is what everyone usually does, and how they still do it.
Don't say that it is on the prairie, even in the barracks, if the soldiers accidentally run to the wrong camp, they may become someone else's meal.
Hatred is only one factor, but more often than not, it stems from scarcity.
Countless low-level orcs have been unable to fill their stomachs for many years, and it seems that there are many cattle and sheep in the tribe, but none of them are theirs.
It is the norm not to see meat for a year and a half. If the year is bad, it is not strange to starve to death.
The harsh living environment has created distorted values. The corpses of their own clan became an important source of meat for them, not to mention the foreigners.
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"Let's go, there's a brigade of cavalry coming!"
Hearing the greeting of his companions, the leopard man, who had just won the victory, quickly cleaned up the battlefield and evacuated, and did not forget to take the carcass of the wild boar man on the ground before leaving.
In the distance, Duke Daniel, who witnessed this scene in person, felt extremely heavy in his heart.
The empire is on the verge of survival, and the races in the country still have not given up infighting. The scene in front of him was not an isolated case, it happened all the time in places he couldn't see.
"Guards, get me all those who escaped. I want to see what they are about, and how dare they ignore my orders! β
Duke Daniel ordered with an angry expression.
If you want to reduce the infighting between the various ethnic groups, it is inevitable to make an example of the monkeys. If you don't see it, it's just that, since you bumped into it, you can't ignore it.
The most important thing is that the perpetrators are not the five royal families, but only a medium race with slightly stronger combat effectiveness. If you slaughter someone, there will be no trouble.
"Yes, Marshal!"
"The third brigade will attack with me!"
As soon as the words landed, a bunch of wolf cavalry had already rushed out. The werewolves, who were one step slower to react, showed annoyed expressions.
It was a rare opportunity to put on a show in front of the manager, and it just slipped away from the eyes.
Compared with the bloody battles on the battlefield, chasing a group of fleeing leopard people has a much higher safety factor.
Elite is elite after all, and in less than a cup of tea, the third brigade appeared in front of Duke Daniel with a group of dejected leopard people.
"Marshal, spare your life!"
"Spare your life!"
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Once Daniel's identity was confirmed, the sound of begging for mercy kept ringing in his ears.
The panicked leopard people have panicked at the moment, lost the ability to think about problems, and only know how to kowtow and beg for mercy.
"Enough!"
"If you want to live, give me a reason to let you go. You don't need to say any more about the reasons that everyone uses so often. β
Duke Daniel's expressionless words made the leopard people hurriedly stop begging for mercy and began to think about ways to save their lives.
"Marshal, we are also forced to do so!
The Empire's task of requisitioning grain is constantly increasing, and the tribe is already in deficit, and if you don't find a way to get it from the outside world, you won't be able to withstand this winter.
It just so happened that these wild boar people sneaked into the tribe's pasture and tried to wreak havoc, so we took action against them! β
The explanation of the middle-aged leopard man is obviously a bit inconsistent.
One moment he said that there was a lack of food, and the other time he said that the wild boar people were sabotaging, and the two things that were not bounding were forcibly tied together by him.
The speaker may be unintentional, but the listener is intentional. At this moment, Duke Daniel's mind was full of only "heavy tasks for requisitioning grain".
For the sake of this war, the Orc Empire also gave everything it had and pressed all the money that could be pressed.
As the front continues to move forward, the logistical pressure is increasing day by day. Now that the front line is at a stalemate, it turns into a war of attrition.
At the beginning, the enemy's grain and grass were burned, forcing the Alpha Kingdom to break their wrists and abandon the seven provinces in the northern frontier, and now it is the turn of the Orc Empire to worry.
As the commander of the army, Daniel is only responsible for fighting the war, and the logistics are raised by the five emperors, which does not mean that he does not know the difficulties of the empire's logistics.
The pressure on the front line was inevitably transferred to the rear. Because of the many factors of the races within the orcs, the share of strategic materials allocated to each race is also different.
The five royal families can't attack their own families, so they can only transfer the burden that originally belonged to their own families to the vassal races below.
Within the same race, there are equally powerful and marginal tribes. When it comes to allocating shares, it is inevitable that some tribes will suffer.
Passed on layer by layer, the marginal tribes that have no right to speak politically bear the burden far beyond their own capacity.
"Pull these guys out and cut them down, make their heads into drinking vessels, and display them on the prairie to warn unruly tribes!"
Duke Daniel ordered immediately.
There are some problems that he can't solve, even if what the middle-aged leopard man says is the truth, he can't lift the lid.
Otherwise, the entire orc empire will be blown up. Countless tribes will follow suit and resist the unfair food raising tasks assigned from above.
If you can't solve the problem, you can only solve the person who raised the problem. If you can't see or hear, then you can act as if nothing happened.
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After several twists and turns, the countries finally reached an agreement on the formation of a coalition army.
However, at this moment, the countries of the Central Continent are already crying, and the scene that once happened in the Northern Continent is being staged on them again.
The pain of the skin is always the best resonance. Now I know the suffering of the countries of the Northern Continent, and it is too late.
In just half a month, the Kingdom of Hesse lost two more provinces, and other countries on the front line also had their own losses.
"What does the Ministry of Military Affairs do for food?
The front line is like this, even if you put a group of pigs on it, it is better than you! β
Alexander V roared.
The 250,000 reinforcements sent by the kingdom, plus more than 300,000 troops mobilized by the two major provinces themselves, were crushed on the battlefield.
With the exception of a few noble castles, which are still resisting, the two provinces to the north of the kingdom have all fallen.
The scolded Count Niklas bowed his head without saying a word. Heaven and earth conscience, this is really not his responsibility.
The reinforcements sent by the kingdom were all temporary patchwork recruits, and the troops made up by the two major provinces were even more directly strong, and the number of elites was less than one-tenth.
On paper there are five or six hundred thousand troops, and in reality who is going to command who knows.
Before the rabble could complete their deployment, the enemy would kill them. As soon as they came into contact in the field, a great rout occurred.
This defeat brought down morale, and the defenders everywhere also fluctuated with the hearts of the people. The promised reinforcements were suddenly gone, and the defenders, who were already not highly moraled, were routed with lightning speed.
"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Military Affairs cannot be entirely blamed for this matter. The enemy did not play according to the routine, and after invading the kingdom, they directly shouted the slogan of those who surrender and do not kill.
In the previous battle, the elven army did not slaughter the prisoners, but directly released the people back.
There were no death threats, and the defenders on the front line did not have the courage to fight to the death. β
The Prime Minister, Duke Milton, helped to speak a word of justice.
None of this needs to be investigated, just look at the number of refugees who have recently poured into the country to know whether the enemy is playing genocide.
No one wants to die if they can live. The elves combine political and military means, and the rabble on the front line naturally can't withstand it.
"Humph!"
"Even if you can't win the enemy, you can't lose so quickly, right?
This kind of performance of the military makes the face of the kingdom go anywhere!
Don't forget, in front of the Alpha Kingdom, tens of thousands of expeditionary forces crippled the Ancient Relic Alliance, and also packed up an elven legion by the way.
The current tranquility of the people on the southern front is not given by the enemy, but by the army! β
Alexander V said angrily.
Happiness can be set off, and sadness can also be set off.
As the top ten kingdoms on the continent and "good" neighbors, there is no shortage of competition between the Hessian Kingdom and the Alpha Kingdom.
Originally, taking advantage of the vitality of the Alpha Kingdom to annex the country of Korubia, the Kingdom of Hesse had the upper hand in the competition.
Now that this battle has come down, they have been beaten back to their original shape, not to mention, and their military weakness has been exposed.
Of course, these troubles are future. The alien alliance must be blocked before the Hessian Kingdom has a future.
"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs recently received a secret letter, the source of the letter is the elven clan, and the enemy seems to be interested in opening peace talks."
The words of the Marquis of Krasner instantly detonated the audience.
It is simply a fantasy that the elves who have the absolute upper hand want to negotiate with them.
After all, it is a game of politics, the brain reaction is fast, and after a short period of distraction, everyone quickly came to their senses.
It is not the Hessian kingdom that the elves are afraid of, but the human race behind the kingdom.
It is very powerful to take two provinces in half a month, but if the battle continues, the situation will be different.
The Terran coalition has already begun to be formed, and when they join the war, it will be a different story.
On the Great Plains of Warhammer, the elves have seen the power of the Terran elite, but they don't think that all the Terran armies are as useless as them.
Whether to push forward with the negotiations, Alexander V was also entangled. War has always been full of two sides, and the kingdom's losses are indeed very heavy now, but they also bring opportunities.
The more aggressive the alien is, the more likely it is that his reforms will succeed.
In the face of a life-and-death crisis, the Council of Nobles has made a concession: it has agreed to emergency decrees during the war, which can be approved by the Council.
It seems to be a simple one, but it has been dreamed of by successive Hessian kings.
As long as the gap appears, it will get bigger and bigger, and the royal power is being strengthened.
"Your Majesty, you can make contact with the enemy, the elves are not our real enemies.
Their lair is thousands of miles away, and even if they take the opportunity to expand, they can't swallow so much land in the middle at once.
Even if they were to occupy it, they would not be able to control it with their population.
For the kingdom, there is no gain from fighting such an enemy. β
Chancellor of the Exchequer, Earl Baxstrom, persuaded from the professional field.
Ambition needs to be supported by strength, and the army's performance on the battlefield has made everyone lose the desire to expand.
To be precise, the standing army is doing well, but the number of troops is too small. The number of troops expanded in the later period is there, but the combat effectiveness is very impressive.
Including the private army of a group of big nobles, it usually looks like that when it goes alone, once it gathers to form a coalition army, it instantly turns into a rabble.
There are serious problems in the political system, the chain of command, and the logistical system, and the Kingdom of Hesse needs to stop and repair its stubborn diseases before it can continue on the road.
"The elves have the upper hand now, and they put forward a lot of conditions, right?"
Alexander V asked with a depressed expression.
As a mature monarch, confession is also a must. gritting his teeth and fighting with the elves seems to be cool, but the price is the decline of the Hessian Kingdom.
In a few months, the Terran coalition will arrive, but the enemy can cripple them before they arrive.
The most important thing is that due to the impact of the previous series of defeats, everyone is also skeptical that the Terran coalition can turn things around.
After all, the composition of the coalition forces is very complex, and if the enemy army is not defeated because of internal problems that affect the combat effectiveness, then it will really be a complete calf.
"The elves are asking for a land exchange, and they want to connect the territorial alliances of the alien races!"
As soon as the Marquis of Krasner finished speaking, everyone's faces changed drastically.
The main peace faction and the main battle faction were dumbfounded at the same time, it seemed that they were exchanging land, but in fact the consequences were even more serious than cutting land from them.
"It can't be!"
"If the territories of the alien alliance are united, our Terran's strategic advantage over the alien race will no longer exist.
Countless Terran ancestors, the strategic advantage that they have exchanged for blood cannot be lost in our hands! β
Count Niklas hurriedly objected.
Although the army's performance on the battlefield was rubbish, and even he, the Minister of War, was disgraced, the position of the main battle faction could not be lost.
What's more, the requirements of the elven clan are indeed challenging the bottom line of the kingdom. Once a compromise is chosen, the Kingdom of Hesse will not have a good time in the future.
"Count Niklas, please be reasonable. However, if the military's performance is good, we can resolutely reject the enemy's unreasonable demands.
But now the situation has been seen by everyone, and the kingdom's army is about to collapse on the battlefield. In less than half a month, two more provinces were lost.
At this rate, in less than two months, we will have to defend the royal capital.
The kingdom is not afraid of war, but does the kingdom have troops at its disposal now? β
Count BaxstrΓΆm retorted reasonably.
After all, the war must be fought by people, and the main force of the kingdom was dragged down by the stone people, and the rabble that was put together temporarily could not stop the elven army at all.
It can be said that every day the war lasts, the Kingdom of Hesse has to pay a heavy price.
"The elves want to make peace, they won't just contact us, right?
Judging from their strategic intentions, it is useless for us to agree alone, and we need the cooperation of the countries of the Central Continent, at least the support of the Kingdom of Dante and the Kingdom of the South Bank. β
Duke Milton analyzed calmly.
He supported the negotiation, but let the interracial cauldron become one, and the Hessian family could not carry it.
"What the prime minister said is right, for such a big thing as changing land, the elves will naturally not only look for us.
I've brought the letter, so if you're interested, you can read it. The elf directly put cruel words on the letter, whoever opposes this proposal will be killed first! β
As he spoke, the Marquis of Krasner took out the letter and handed it to the people to circulate.