After realizing how formidable Great Zhou was, Fisher returned to his own camp and summoned all his subordinates, giving them a stern warning.
Now that he thought back on it, his back still prickled with fear, and cold sweat broke out all over him!
He had truly almost committed a monstrous blunder!
He absolutely could not let this bunch of idiots bring him any more trouble!
Thinking about it carefully, wasn't that previous conflict also stirred up by this bunch of idiots?
At the thought, Fisher immediately experienced firsthand the hateful nature of useless allies.
Unlike the common folk who had never left the Smith Kingdom in their entire lives and had been thoroughly brainwashed, Fisher, as the Great General, occasionally came into contact with the other powers in the allied army.
So he knew very well that the "black supremacy" doctrine promoted within the Smith Kingdom—the claim that black-skinned genes were powerful and their bloodline noble—was complete nonsense.
He had seen plenty of powerful people with other skin colors. What was this talk about black-skinned genes being stronger?
Put plainly, it was merely a governing tool employed by the founding emperor to elevate the status of the black-skinned race led by himself, making it easier for him to enslave people of other skin colors.
Although he had known this for a long time, after all these years, he had never intended to expose it.
After all, he was black-skinned too, and he was one of the beneficiaries. Under those circumstances, he saw nothing wrong with enslaving people of other skin colors. Why would he expose it? Until today!
The arrival of Great Zhou's follow-up forces took place the next afternoon...
Upon receiving the news, Fisher naturally opened the gates wide. To demonstrate his sincerity, he even personally went out