If he really could annihilate Steel Camp, he would not only greatly undermine the morale of the Jieke Group, but also boost the national support rate that had slipped due to the war. Then, who would dare call him an unqualified king.
Barely having ascended to the throne before commencing war, he had not been spared from being denounced and cursed by the old conservative faction within Siam.
"Yes, Your Majesty, we will be victorious."
Narong spoke with unwavering conviction, knowing that at this moment, he must firm his will, or else the opportunity for battle would slip away in vain.
"Your Majesty, please issue the order. We will expand your territory and severely weaken or even eradicate Steel Camp, strike at the arrogance of the Jieke Group. Victory shall belong to us, to you, the great Your Majesty. For this, I am willing to serve as Your Majesty's eyes, to personally go down and command the battle, I humbly request Your Majesty to grant me this wish."
