Capítulo 1768: Chapter 129: Desperate Measures, Random Remedies (Part 3)
Fortunately, the Kingdom’s High Levels don’t know his true thoughts, or else they wouldn’t be so optimistic.
Everyone’s confidence at this moment is half from their own strength, and the other half is from the Kingdom’s recent series of victories.
Several times, when in adversity, they managed to turn the tables under Hudson’s command.
When assessing the Kingdom’s strength, everyone habitually includes Hudson’s commanding ability.
Perhaps other countries are wary of the Elf Army, but the Kingdom Aristocrats feel little impact.
During the Warhammer Kingdom’s battle, the Elf Army suffered heavy losses at the hands of Hudson.
After the boasting of the returning aristocratic military officers, the fear of the Elf Army vanished completely.
To many, the Elf Army’s fighting ability is roughly equal to the Kingdom’s Elites. Even if they are slightly stronger, it wouldn’t be by much.
The Major Noble knows well the level of their elite; multiple third-line army groups defeating a single elite force is entirely feasible.
On paper, the Kingdom’s military power at this time is indeed terrifying.
The three million Tuntian Soldiers returning after rotation, three million more at the borders; with weapons and officers, they form a third-line army, quickly evolving to a second-line army through some battles.
When combined with the Kingdom’s original military might, it’s a very terrifying number.
With soldiers in hand and food in the warehouse, it’s hard not to be brimming with confidence.
In the eyes of many nobles, the Kingdom is already invincible, with the Frank Empire, Iberia Kingdom, and Elf Kingdom all mere clouds.
At least in the Military Department’s combat plan, Hudson saw a strategy of a three-line advance, sweeping clean the Alien Coalition.
Without a doubt, the genius who developed such a strategic plan is one that Lord Ha dares not use.
After a swift strike, Princess Madelena and her team did not directly return to the Kingdom but wandered around the prairie.
The management of the Orc Empire was already chaotic, and the outbreak of civil war made this chaos even more serious.
Who is the invader is a tangled mess; hostile tribes framing each other is common.
Disguising themselves as orc adventurers, they killed some unlucky souls every few days and tossed them onto enemy tribe territories, which became routine for them.
After stirring things up, they would make their escape, without concern for what would happen next.
The large-scale chaos they sparked soon drew the attention of the Orc High Levels.
Initially believing it was invaders causing trouble, after some killing, it was realized that it was internal conflict.
Realizing something was amiss, the Orc High Levels quickly associated it with human infiltrators.
The prairie is too vast; finding the few disguised human strongmen using conventional methods is akin to searching for a needle in a haystack.
“Santiago Priest, we are counting on you now.
At all costs, you must find this group of infiltrators!”
Listening to His Majesty the Bear King, Santiago Priest’s face turned grim.
After exchanging glances with the Orc High Levels, he had to swallow the words of refusal.
Diviners are scarce; surely he is not the only one in the vast Orc Empire.
This bitter task fell to him mainly because the fox tribe is too weak.
The other few diviners came from major tribes, leaving him the easiest to bully.
“Your Majesty the Bear King, before conducting divination, we must first confirm whether Hudson is among them.
You are aware, the last time in the Empire…”
Mid-sentence, seeing everyone’s faces turn dark, Santiago Priest quickly swallowed the rest.
Devil King Hudson is not only a military taboo for the Empire, but also a taboo in the world of diviners.
Back when Hudson rampaged across the prairie, many diviners from the Empire joined forces to foresee the future and pre-emptively set traps.
But as soon as the divination ritual was completed, they collectively died from backlash, leaving no useful information.
Ever since, no diviner dared to peer into matters related to Hudson.
Initially, Santiago Priest, like countless orcs, hated Devil King Hudson bitterly, but now he hopes greatly that Hudson is among them so he can reject the task reasonably.
“Santiago Priest can rest assured, Hudson is certainly not among them.
Our spies in Alpha Kingdom sent information that Kingdom of Elf just concluded a royal court meeting.
Hudson wouldn’t miss such a level of meeting.”
The Hawkman Emperor’s affirmation shattered Santiago Priest’s last delusion.
He knew it would come to this.
Once His Majesty the Bear King emphasized ‘at all costs,’ he knew he would be part of the cost.
“Then set up the altar and start quickly!
However, since the enemy is ultimately Sanctuary Powerhouses, my strength alone is definitely not enough; assistance is a must.”
Santiago Priest spoke in a low tone.
Although knowing the great risks, he had no capital to refuse.
Risking performing divination might lead to death from backlash, but refusing would certainly lead to death.
Not only himself, but his tribe would also suffer.
“Santiago Priest, rest assured, the divination group assisting you is waiting outside.
The tribute prepared for mitigating the backlash is ready for you!” ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✦𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚✦𝕟𝕖𝕥
Seeing Santiago Priest agree, His Majesty the Bear King’s tone became much more courteous.
Yet this courtesy was meaningless as it wouldn’t reduce the danger of the task at all.