Shaokui.
Bugival said gloomily, "East Africa has surrounded Shaokui. We can basically be certain that the troops in the other directions have all been wiped out by East Africa. Now we are completely trapped in an isolated city."
Of course, Bugival was still being overly pessimistic. Eliminating the British Army would not be so easy, especially its main force in the west. So far, the allied forces at Saint George and Mapai had not surrendered voluntarily.
However, they were also unable to break through East Africa's blockade and join up with the allied forces at Shaokui in the east.
Under these circumstances, it was more or less as Bugival had said, aside from minor details. The outcome had already been decided.
"East Africa currently has roughly eight or nine divisions surrounding Shaokui tightly. We basically have no chance of breaking out," Count Roberts said with a grim expression.
After fighting all his life, this South African War could be called Count Roberts's greatest regret. He should never have taken part in this war. That way, he would still have remained a revered hero.
But if he were defeated by East Africa, Count Roberts's past achievements would also be overturned. After all, his former opponents had been the Abyssinian Empire, Afghanistan, India, Myanmar, and so on.
In most cases, he had relied on the British Army's superiority in weapons and equipment. But once he was defeated by East Africa, all his former victories would be branded as "bullying the weak, unable to challenge the strong." That was something Count Roberts could not accept.
"Harvey, how many men do we have left?" Count Roberts asked.
"Reporting to the Commander-in-Chief, there are still over seventy thousand men throughout the Shaokui region, including nearly ten thousand British troops, more than twenty thousand Portuguese Army