Time flew by, and the war did not end as quickly as anticipated. The Emperor's ambition was not merely to subdue the various tribes. As time went on, corpses littered the dual fronts, and the Imperial court's counterattacks caught the tribes off guard. Gradually, the tribes gained experience in being hunted down, but the war could not be concluded in a short moment.
Both fronts were like colossal meat grinders, with the Imperial court suffering fewer casualties. The Emperor was well-prepared and unafraid of acquiring a bad reputation, using a significant amount of poison on the battlefield.
Zhou Shuren had become numb to all sorts of poisons. The real ruthless one was the Emperor. It's not that no one warned about the excessive slaughter, but the Emperor simply smiled and said to Zhou Shuren, "History is written by the victors."
