News of the great victory was still fermenting. The sudden triumph had not only left Caesar IV bewildered, but had also thrown the Kingdom's upper ranks into confusion.
Just moments ago, they had been talking about fighting a war of attrition, slowly grinding down the Beastfolk on the battlefield and relying on their superior productivity to wear down the Orc Empire. Then, in the blink of an eye, they had delivered an epic victory!
Once the bewilderment passed, wild delight followed.
If they could achieve another epic victory like this, the Orc Empire's leadership would surely collapse mentally.
More precisely, the Orc Empire's upper ranks had already cracked. They were now riding a tiger they could not dismount, forced to desperately maintain their offensive.
"Your Majesty, we should report this victory to the Human Alliance!"
Count Francis said excitedly.
Although he was no longer the Foreign Minister, he had not lost the professional instincts he had developed over the years.
As a major power isolated in the Northern Continent, the Alpha Kingdom possessed considerable strength, yet its presence within the Human Alliance had never been particularly strong. It was even somewhat disliked.
It was all because it had not been strong enough!
In the past, whenever the Alpha Kingdom made its presence known in the Human Alliance, it was either asking for aid or on its way to ask for aid.
Even though it bore the heavy responsibility of guarding humanity's frontier, such frequent requests for assistance eventually bred nothing but resentment.
Under such circumstances, the Kingdom's diplomats naturally had a difficult time. Every few years, they had to ask for aid again. Even when facing minor countries, the Alpha Kingdom could not act tough.
This situation had continued until the last Continental War, when the Kingdom finally broke from