Shen Tang's side didn't seize the opportunity to kick them while they were down.
It wasn't because she was kind. She simply didn't have the energy.
Setting aside the time the Central Allied Army had launched a sneak attack on several exclaves of Yuanfu Prefecture, their year-plus of fighting Kang Country could be divided into three stages, with morale declining at each stage. At first, they had held a slight advantage, their edge imposing and Kang Country's defenses on the verge of collapse. Then they suffered strategic defeats on several secondary fronts, and the allied main force was forced back to the Yudi Mountains. Finally, they were driven out of the Yudi Mountains, and by the third stage, Kang Country had forcibly pushed the front lines into the allied nations' territory.
Another six months, and they'd have seen two full rounds of spring, summer, autumn, and winter.
Kang Country was exhausted too.
Shen Tang needed to hurry and consolidate her forces, secure the front lines, and catch her breath. She couldn't spare the time to deal with the allies for a while.
But that didn't make the allied forces feel relieved.
With the front lines pushed into their own lands, what was there to feel relieved about?
Once Kang Country recovered, the allied nations would face a savage onslaught like a raging storm. The fighting wasn't on Kang Country's own soil, so there was no need to hold back. They could go all out, smash whatever they could. It was easy to tear down a house that wasn't yours.
Wouldn't Kang Country let loose and fight with all its might?
That also meant the information barrier was about to crumble.
Rumors among the common folk became a fire wrapped in paper.
"Pfft—"
Shen Tang nearly spat out a mouthful of