Zhao Fu watched the withdrawing Alchemy army with a solemn expression, not the slightest bit pleased. Without the reserve forces, Great Qin would definitely have been breached this time. Great Qin had three hundred million more troops than the Alchemy army, yet this was still the outcome.
Now that Great Qin had exposed so much of its strength, the next Alchemy army to attack would be even more terrifying, and it would also bring all kinds of measures to counter Great Qin. The next war would be even bloodier and more dreadful.
Thinking of this, Zhao Fu felt no joy at all; instead, his heart was weighed down with heaviness.
There was also the matter of the Philosopher's Stone, which had to be resolved as quickly as possible. The situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for Great Qin, and the number of Alchemy soldiers attacking would only continue to grow.
Afterward, Zhao Fu ordered people to clean up the battlefield, restore the defensive measures, and properly arrange for the dead and wounded.
Once these matters were dealt with, Zhao Fu returned to Great Qin again and dispatched all kinds of scouts to gather things related to the time attribute.
The result was somewhat disappointing. Things related to time were truly exceedingly rare; even when something could be found, it was only in small quantities and simply could not be used on a large scale.
Zhao Fu could not help falling into a difficult predicament. He had finally grasped such a formidable method as the Philosopher's Stone, yet in the end, there was no way to spread it widely or unleash the power it ought to possess. It was a deeply frustrating matter.
With the Philosopher's Stone, Great Qin could even suppress the Alchemy Clan head-on. That was entirely possible, and it