But with time passing, the political pressure Crown Prince Caesar faced was still increasing day by day.
If it wasn't for the good performance of the First Legion in the past, which scored a lot of points for the expeditionary army, there would be even more criticism from the outside world.
"Hmph!"
"The Moxi people are truly useless, wasting such fertile land. With considerable national power, they can't hold on for even a little while.
Our First Legion has entered the battlefield, yet they pester us daily as if they can't survive without us.
We just had extra forces arrive, and now they can't even rest for a few days. Can't they even afford a little time?"
While he was speaking, Crown Prince Caesar tore the parchment in his hands to shreds. His impatient expression was written all over his face.
"Your Highness, I'm afraid the Moxi people really can't hold on anymore. The just-arrived auxiliary army from the Orton Duchy has now also been sent to the front line.
