Just as Ernst had expected, the Portuguese army was bogged down on three fronts, while East Africa ravenously devoured Mozambican territory in the north.
Portugal began to sense that something was wrong. Its forces this time were far from few, yet East Africa could still spare troops to strike from different directions. Britain and France thought the same: just how many troops did East Africa have?
With the outbreak of the East Portugal War, East Africa had gradually expanded its military to more than three hundred thousand men, over seventy thousand of whom were Black soldiers.
Because East Africa had deliberately sent the Black Legion to its death, the Black Legion did not fight with much enthusiasm. The Black soldiers in the Mozambican army opposite them shared the same mindset, and these two slacker armies had somehow fought each other to a standstill.
Clement was furious. "These idiots are armed with weapons more advanced than East Africa's, and they still can't beat East Africa?"
He could see that the Black soldiers were loafing on the job. East Africa did not care if they did, but Clement could not afford to. Aside from its Black forces, Mozambique had no other strength to rely upon. Unless Portugal could transfer troops from the homeland—but if Portugal had that capability, East Africa would never have become a problem in the first place.
As Mozambique was gradually gnawed away by East Africa, the western front was no calmer. Like Mozambique, Angola had joined the war against East Africa.
Angola, however, was nowhere near as fortunate as Mozambique, because it had encountered East Africa's regular forces: the 411th Division and the 412th Division.
Thus, unlike the eastern front, where both sides merely exchanged gunfire, East Africa's two infantry divisions showed the Angola Colony what modern warfare