Glancing over the battle report, Hudson could not help but smile. He had originally worried that these Beastfolk might be "in Cao's camp but with their hearts in Han," but now it seemed he had simply overthought it.
When it came to killing their own kind, these fellows were far more ruthless than the Kingdom Army. To politically dismantle the Orc Empire, the Kingdom Army was now taking prisoners, but the auxiliary forces were not.
Apart from their own race, all other Beastfolk counted as military achievements. Clearly, they had never regarded other Beastfolk as compatriots, nor did they feel any sense of belonging toward the great family of the Orc Empire.
With the slaughter continuing, the auxiliary forces' achievements naturally shot upward. As for their losses, that had nothing to do with Hudson, and the General Staff would not be so bored as to tally the auxiliary forces' casualties.
If their losses were severe, they could simply keep incorporating their own kind. If an entire unit was wiped out, its designation would be revoked outright. Beastfolk surrendered to the Kingdom Army every day, and auxiliary troops were the one thing they did not lack now.
If this continued, the fighting on the battlefield would soon gradually turn into internal conflict among the Beastfolk.
"This Pigman has potential. To think he actually reached the top of the merit rankings. Perhaps we have all underestimated the potential of the Pigmen!"
Hudson commented with a chuckle.
The earliest Beastfolk to defect to the Kingdom had mostly come from weaker races. They had been bullied within the Orc Empire, so betraying it came without the slightest pressure.
After changing masters, they had only gathered the courage to avenge themselves against the powerful races that had once bullied them under the Kingdom Army's coercion.