"Your Highness, the Prince, we are on the verge of victory." The think tank used mystical Techniques to look at the intelligence that had been relayed back and stated directly.
The Prince breathed a slight sigh of relief. As the main person in charge of this grand expedition, he had faced the bad news of insufficient manpower and internal strife even before the expedition began, with only four teams participating. Although he appeared calm on the surface, he was always very tense inside.
At this moment, looking at the images that had been relayed back, he finally felt a sense of relief.
"Start preparing to publicize this great victory nationwide, and begin printing the corresponding newspapers. By tomorrow, spread this news to every corner of the Empire." He issued the orders to his subordinates without any room for doubt.
"Yes!"
"By the way, how is the situation with child mortality across the nation?" The Prince suddenly asked an inexplicable question.
