Franz was not disappointed that he had failed to disrupt the British rhythm. This had been expected from the start.
If a little provocation were enough to make the British follow suit, then they would not be John Bull. It might have worked with the navy, but no matter how much their army equipment was provoked, the British would not act blindly.
It was like an exam. If you were a poor student, always at the bottom of the rankings, then whether first place scored ninety or a hundred, you would not feel much about it.
Conversely, if you were a top student who had dominated the rankings for years, and someone suddenly shot ahead of you, even by half a point, you would want to overtake them again.
The situation was obvious now. The British were poor students when it came to the army, but top students when it came to the navy.
No matter how awe-inspiring Franz made the military parade, it was still an army display. No matter how much it provoked the British Government, they would not suddenly lose their minds and start an army arms race with the Holy Roman Empire.
It was not only the British who had no such intention. No country in the world had the courage to play an army arms race with the Holy Roman Empire at this time.
From the moment France declined, global army armaments had undergone a cliff-like division.
The Holy Roman Empire stood alone, far ahead at the front, while the pursuers behind could not even see its shadow.
Competitors?
Unless the British changed their national policy and devoted themselves fully to developing their army, perhaps they could make Franz feel a trace of pressure. As for the other countries, every last one of them was