Although there wasn't a battle that shook the Continent of Aslante, years of campaigns still resulted in few defeats.

Unexpectedly, personally leading an army of three hundred thousand to besiege Kashgar Pass, they were severely beaten by the enemy's fifty thousand defenders.

The exact number of casualties hasn't been tallied, but based on the battlefield situation, it's highly likely that fewer than one in ten of the officers and soldiers who attacked the city survived.

Nine main warfare army units were directly scrapped, adding to the previous siege losses, the cumulative battle damage already exceeds a hundred thousand.

Although it seems he still holds massive forces, Duke Lev Dreyan knows all too well that this Kashgar Pass siege was already lost.

The main warfare army is nearly annihilated, and the remaining third-line army's morale is very low, with barely a third or fourth of their combat effectiveness left.

Continuing to initiate siege attacks would only bring humiliation upon oneself.

Though the defensive troops within the city are not numerous, they are the Standing Army of the Black Forest Kingdom, whose fighting capability isn't comparable to these demoralized third-line armies.

"Send down the orders, have people gather the corpses, and break camp to leave at dawn tomorrow!"

Duke Lev Dreyan ordered in a solemn tone.

Retreat is unavoidable, as morale can't be restored overnight.

The enemy did not launch a blitz on their camp, mainly because the soldiers are already physically and mentally exhausted after continuous fighting.

Once the enemy recovers, retreating later won't be that easy.

After all, his troops suffer heavy losses and can't engage in any high-intensity battles.

The conclusion of the Kashgar Pass siege may seem insignificant in the grand war of the two camps, but its influence was massive.

Unexpected victory not only saved the desperate defensive line but also instilled hope within the Black Forest Kingdom.

With official announcements widely publicized, the war report quickly spread far and wide, and Marquis Simon became famous in one battle.

The greatest impact, however, was the promotion of new tactics.

Witnessing the prowess of Ha's Magic Crystal Cannon tactics, which were initially studied due to Hudson's reputation, the generals instantly revered it as a treasure.

...

On the vast prairie.

Looking upon the gathered war reports, Hudson's lips curled into a smile.

The impressive performance of the Black Forest People was slightly beyond expectation; initially, he thought the miracle would first be performed by the Moxi People.

Not because Moxi Duchy was powerful but mainly because King George loved to learn.

Especially after the two nations joined by marriage, George frequently borrowed personnel from Caesar IV through conjugal ties.

Privately, Hudson also provided assistance, and apart from lacking a military strongman, the army structure of Moxi Duchy was essentially a replica of the Alpha Kingdom.

Throughout the past decade, every military reform in Alpha Kingdom was promptly mirrored by them.

This followed with significant aftermath, leading them onto the path of exhausting soldiers and wars and overly focusing on military development.

In other countries, such biased development is a flaw, but for Moxi Duchy, it became an advantage.

The unfavorable geographical position dictated their need to strengthen their army.

Other issues are secondary as long as they survive first.

In this regard, King George was very clear-minded, closely watching the neighbors to copy their assignments.

With limited comprehensive national power, perhaps they couldn't match the Elf Race, but they could definitely give the enemy a hard time on the battlefield.

The sudden burst of the Black Forest People made Hudson very gratified, indicating that the odds of victory in continental warfare increased.

If miracles could happen once, they could appear a second or third time.

Instances of breaking through enemy lines with point attacks are vast on the battlefield.

The Human Race is adept at creating miracles.

Rising from a minor race to become the dominant force of the continent was built upon successive miracles.

"Send the orders down, have the Magical Beast Legion and Cavalry Troops pack their bags, sweep across the Orc Empire with me tomorrow!

Notify the Southern Route Army and naval forces, targeting the empty Orc Empire's hinterland.

Tell them that in Aslante, only the dead Orc is the best Orc.

They can accept Orc surrenders, but the surrendered troops must present a pledge!"

Hudson ordered with domineering confidence.

The news of the Northern Route Army being surrounded had already reached headquarters, but he wasn't prepared to send reinforcements immediately.

The Orcs believe they have succeeded in their scheme, unaware this is precisely what he anticipated.

The enemy might ignore the routes taken by the Kingdom's Army, focusing solely on one route. He too can use this strategy to his advantage.

On the battlefield, merely ambushing and encircling isn't enough, but being able to consume it is crucial.

The enemy cannot quickly defeat the Northern Route Army, while the Kingdom's Army cleansing the empty Orc tribes from within is very straightforward.

As one tribe after another is exterminated, even if the Orc High Levels can maintain composure, the soldiers below can't endure.

Even if the Orcs are ruthless and unfeeling, eliminating their active forces doesn't make this war a loss.

If the Orcs can't resist returning for aid, that would be even better.

The released Northern Route Army will be like sticky candy, persistently trailing behind them.

Once the enemy's main force positions are locked down, conducting a decisive battle becomes simple.

...

The roaring sounds of magic crystal cannons continued unabated. Learning from past lessons, the recently formed Orc Army ceased gathering in clusters, opting for scattered formations to launch attacks.

Hit as they might and still doomed, but troop losses drastically decreased.

"The enemy's artillery fire grows sparse; it seems our strategy has prevailed.

The magic crystals carried by the enemy are limited, unable to bear prolonged intense consumption.

At this moment, trapped in heavy siege without replenishment, the enemy commander must fear running out of magic crystals!"

Upon the Lionman King's finishing words, the assembled orcs revealed faces of joy.

No time was available for celebration as the Hawkman soldiers, with a large "Urgent" sewn onto their clothes, drew the attention of the orc assembly.

"Your Majesty, the enemy is attacking our widely dispersed tribes.

Migrations are already too late, tribal forces are scarce, High Priest asks..."

Words hadn't yet fully been spoken when the Hawkman soldier fainted.

"Quick, save them!"

Simultaneously issuing orders, the Hawkman Emperor effortlessly seized the distress signal, opening it before the eyes of the orc high levels.

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