It was chaos. The whole world was about to descend into chaos!
From the moment Bulgaria took in the Dutch government-in-exile, everyone knew that the Eastern European Alliance and the Western European Alliance would sooner or later march toward war.
That day would not be far off. The only uncertainty now was whether the two great alliances would plunge into an all-out melee, or whether the United Kingdom and Bulgaria would face each other in a one-on-one duel.
The British Isles lay alone beyond the sea. That was both their advantage and their weakness. Their navy was powerful while their army was feeble—the imbalance was simply too severe.
Even if they suffered defeat on the European continent, their homeland could still remain safe and sound. That was the British Empire's confidence.
"Your Majesty, Belgium is finished. The way the Germans employed armored forces was truly astounding!" Foreign Minister Coleman exclaimed.
"In less than three months, they wiped out Belgium—and that was with the French helping. The Germans' combat strength is still shocking indeed!" Little Ferdinand said with a sigh.
"Your Majesty, the time is about right. We can prepare to enter the fray. The German army has already attacked French soil. At a time like this, we need to help the French pin down the British!" Chief of Staff Christoph proposed.
"First, mediate the Franco-Italian War. The French army suffered a crushing defeat on the Belgian battlefield, with losses of at least four hundred thousand men. At this point, the French can only abandon the Italian front.
"We can guarantee their armistice treaty and let the French focus on dealing with the Germans.
"Manufacture a pretext. I want the Suez Canal blockaded. And that nail, the Mediterranean Fleet, must be pulled out somehow!" Little Ferdinand said gravely.
Italy was still