First Town, Sveti Royal Palace.
Yalman reported the latest developments of the war to Constantin. "Your Majesty, the wars on both the southern and Northern Fronts are more or less finished. The southern front has successfully advanced to the north bank of the Limpopo River, while the natives on the Northern Front have basically withdrawn on their own."
The pen in Constantin's hand paused. "Mm. How is the western front?"
"In the west, we are still advancing. There are too many rivers, so it has not concluded yet, but it is nearly done. We are already close to the Kuango River basin."
Constantin rose to his feet and looked at the map of East Africa behind him.
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"In the blink of an eye, this war is about to end. I just wonder how the European war will develop. The French have lost the overall situation, while the Italians are still desperately holding on. But even if the war ends, Europe will surely become even more turbulent, with winds and clouds churning." Constantin sighed.
Though Europe was fighting itself to death, Constantin had long since ceased to find it strange. In all his life, he had never seen wars on the continent truly stop. The East African territory before his eyes looked so pleasing to the eye; it was all the property of the House of Hohenzollern.
Kingdom of Italy.
After the Kingdom of Italy's navy surrendered, fifty thousand Austro-Hungarian Empire soldiers easily arrived at the Kingdom of Italy's East Coast aboard troop transports.
Then, in coordination with the Papal States' forces, the allied army directly cut the Kingdom of Italy in half at the waist. Naples and Sicily were severed from their overland connection with the north.
Naples' restorationist organization immediately launched a rebellion, led by none other