945: Chapter 108: Conspiracy Strikes 945: Chapter 108: Conspiracy Strikes As ti passed, the impact of the great victory at Augustusburg continuously spread across the Continent of Aslante.
For many, the first reaction to hearing the news was:
“Impossible!”
“This can’t be happening!”
It already seed magical that thirty thousand enemy troops had been defeated overnight, but with the subsequent battle results—over two hundred thousand enemies have been killed or captured during the Augustusburg catastrophe—it truly was hard to believe.
It made it seem as if the Ancient Heritage Alliance were weaklings that could easily be slapped to death.
Yet in the previous battles, the Ancient Heritage Alliance had been violently successful, and their strength was evident to all.
Especially the leaders of various forces, who were now all busy.
With another classical example added to the Continent, they had to study it deeply and take precautions to prevent a similar tragedy from happening to themselves.
Most of the Human Race forces were doing well; an improved situation in the Northern Continent was good news for everyone.
But there are always exceptions, and Shelter VII was now extrely displeased.
Lacking the confidence to venture into the Sea of Mist for the Ghost Ship, the catastrophe of the Church Fleet naturally fell on Alpha Kingdom.
Initially, it was thought that faced with the threat from the Three Major Alien Races, this thorn in the side, this pain in the flesh, would soon be severely damaged, perhaps even vanish from history.
Shelter VII considered himself a generous person, unwilling to hold past grudges against the dead, thus he had ignored Alpha Kingdom altogether.
When news of the Augustusburg catastrophe broke, the situation changed drastically.
The Ancient Heritage Alliance, living in the resource-scarce World of Ice and Snow, was destined to have only a small population.
The loss of two hundred thousand troops in one go exceeded the total population of so Species.
Including losses from a series of previous battles, the Ancient Heritage Alliance had lost at least three hundred thousand troops since the war began.
This figure, placed on any major power, would be painfully felt.
If this happened two or three more tis, or even just once more, the Ancient Heritage Alliance might have to abandon their strategic plans of invading the Moxi Duchy due to unsustainable casualties.
The essence of their waging war was to secure living space for their people; if there were no people left, what use was the land?
“Trash!”
“All of you are trash, getting ambushed while attacking a city.
No wonder you can only struggle to survive in that corner of the World of Ice and Snow!
The Ancient Heritage Alliance, I think it should be renad: Ancient Trash Alliance.
They have only continued to pollute our sight up to this day.
The Elf Race are also idiots, not even understanding what their allies are made of, just watching from a distance like bystanders.
No wonder they can only shrink into a corner of the land.
And those foolish Orcs, who only know how to entangle with other nations on the great plains, have forgotten who their real enemies are.
Every single one of them is a trouble, I really don’t know how they have managed to survive from the Ancient Era…”
Shelter VII’s tirade greeted the Northern Continent’s Three Major Alien Races, no longer caring about appearances.
“Your Majesty, from the current situation, it seems not that these alien races are trash, but that they never expected Hudson to be so formidable.
He doesn’t strike often, but when he does, he aims to break the backbone of the Ancient Heritage Alliance.
The internal stability of the multi-species Alliance is already shaky, and their capacity to absorb losses is much lower than that of a typical major power.
If the Elf Race cannot swiftly destroy the three duchies, providing them more support, the Ancient Heritage Alliance is likely to be the first alien race ousted from the Continent war!”
Blake said, still shaken by recent events.
As the regint commander of the Knight Corps, his position wasn’t just based on connections; he possessed so military acun and imdiately spotted the vulnerability in the armies of the Ancient Heritage Alliance.
Rembering his series of setbacks in dealing with Hudson, he was still hung up on it.
Seeing his rival, Hudson, violently successful everywhere, he felt both discomfort and a sense of relief.
It wasn’t that he, Blake, was incompetent; the enemy was just too strong.
Compared to the severely suffering alien races, his own conflict with Hudson on the plains years ago, where he rely lost so influence, seed a fortunate outco.
Having lived cautiously for years, now with the alien races as a backdrop, Blake naturally wanted to clear his own na.
“Hudson is indeed a threat.
But the man is protected by a Giant Dragon and an Earth Bear; killing him will not be easy.
Judging by the reaction of the alien races, now that Hudson has appeared so conspicuously, the Elf Race is likely to make a move.
In those proud Elves’ eyes, such a figure should not exist in the Northern Continent.
In recent years, our influence on the Northern Continent has almost been wiped clean.
Trying to ddle in their affairs from so far away is beyond our reach.
However, necessary preparations must still be made.
If Alpha Kingdom perishes in the Continent war, then all will be settled; if they remain powerful, we cannot just sit by idly.
To bring down a Kingdom, starting from within is much easier than a direct assault.
A weak ruler with strong vassals is a sure path to disaster.
Since Hudson is so outstanding, let’s further promote him.
The Continent’s first War God, the Continent’s first Strongman, the Continent’s first…
You all see to the creation of these titles, and make sure to pass them on.
Rember, this ti we only promote his strengths, and it must be done subtly, so that it doesn’t appear we are pushing him from behind the scenes,”
Said Shelter VII with a cold laugh.
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