The newly established Tu King Dynasty began to expand.
Like a tidal wave, they pounced upon the surrounding worlds, frantically strengthening themselves and expanding their subjects before Yu King's army arrived. The common people from all directions came bearing provisions and followed in their wake, creating a scene brimming with vitality.
"In the proclamation, the second of Yu King's ten great crimes was disrespecting ghosts and gods..."
Jiang Ding pondered silently.
This generation's Human King seemed to be taking the path of throwing in his lot with the deities, willing to be their dog in exchange for a sliver of survival.
Jiang Ding did not reject that.
At present, the highest goal was survival. Whether humble or noble, as long as one lived, there would still be a future for everything.
This was reflected in Tu Sanyi's national policy.
He attached great importance to uniting and protecting the interests of deities, Temple Priests, and devout Believers, carrying united front work to the utmost. That was precisely why his power had expanded so quickly, gaining the secret support of many religious forces.
He truly was a Human King of his generation.
With no one to teach him, relying only on the inheritance of a single scripture, he instinctively knew where the greatest power lay and where unity and compromise were most needed.
If circumstances developed suitably, after founding the nation and stabilizing the realm, this Human King might well raise the butcher's blade again for the sake of his imperial clan's foundation enduring for ten thousand generations. He could slaughter the deity forces that had helped him into the saddle, crossing the river and tearing down the bridge, turning his face and refusing to recognize them.
Unfortunately...
Jiang Ding lowered his eyelids and waited silently.
Several years later, the Great Tu