Looking down upon Jiangzhou Royal City from the air, Ye Zhen felt deeply moved.
The shape and pace of war had changed completely.
Prince Li Ji Yuan and his confidants had fled, causing his main camp to collapse before the battle even began. Ye Zhen's army had taken Prince Li Ji Yuan's main camp without lifting a finger.
One day later, Ye Zhen led the vanguard in recovering the seventeen provinces Prince Li Ji Yuan had seized and carved up for himself.
The recovery had been extraordinarily dramatic.
Basically, the moment Ye Zhen's vanguard King-class Battleships appeared above a provincial city, the city would open its gates and surrender.
The officials deeply entangled with Prince Li Ji Yuan had long since fled.
Those with no real connection to him naturally knelt and begged for surrender.
Thus, within a single day, Ye Zhen merely took the King-class Battleships on a circuit through the skies above those seventeen provinces. He left five thousand soldiers and some priests in each provincial city to take over its defenses and treasuries, and the recovery was essentially complete.
Of course, to recover them completely, Great Zhou's follow-up armies would still need to sweep through and bring every province and commandery back under Great Zhou's rule.
That would take much longer.
At the speed of Great Zhou's ordinary armies, even if they split into two routes, it would take at least half a year to finish sweeping through the seventeen provinces.
But the overall situation had been decided.
Unless the Heaven Temple dispatched even more Divine King Realm experts to aid Ji Yuan, there might be a chance to turn the tables again.
That was the nature of warfare today.
Once one's top-tier or deterrent force was defeated, everything would collapse in utter rout.
The vast territory