Zhu Zi, make arrangements to see the brothers off.
Fang Er turned to Zhu Zi, who was standing to the side, and instructed him.
Yes, Young Master.
Zhu Zi was also in low spirits.
One by one, pyres were erected.
The remains of the fallen soldiers were placed upon them.
All the soldiers of the Skyfire Army, with tears in their eyes, gazed at their former brothers lying there.
Brothers! Rest in peace on your journey!
Fang Er slowly knelt before the corpses of the sacrificed soldiers!
Rest in peace on your journey!
The Skyfire Army behind Fang Er knelt with him, roaring in unison.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Eight mortars fired simultaneously at an open space outside the city.
Eight rounds, sixty-four shots!
Nine is the extreme of defense, so Fang Er used the number eight.
Zhu Zi, with his men, lit the pyres.
The bodies were cremated.
Then, the ashes were carefully collected in ceramic urns, with the corresponding names written on them.
Next, came the post-war work.
The wounded were properly accommodated, and all the doctors in the city were mobilized.
Fang Er also took out all the previously stored cephalosporins from his system space.
He administered them to the wounded soldiers.
Although the quantity was far from sufficient, it was better than nothing.
Moreover, the bacteria of this era did not possess such strong resistance.
The confiscation of properties lasted for three full days!
Anyone involved in commerce, or any landlord, was not spared.
Everything was seized!
The royal palace suffered even more.
No matter the place, anything inlaid with gold or silver was pried off with knives.
For three days, a few cautious citizens slowly opened their doors to peer outside.
When they saw the Tang army
Some looked on with fear.
Others bore a hint of hostility.
Similarly, some citizens, who had been oppressed by Goguryeo, looked at the Tang soldiers with gratitude.
Fang Er also heard about this from his soldiers, but he merely chuckled coldly.
Heh heh! No rush, we'll take our time!
All the wealth was piled up in the open space in front of the royal palace.
My Lord, the inventory is complete.
A total of 1.33 million guan in gold, silver, and copper coins.
Additionally, there are 270,000 shi of various grains, which have not yet been transported back.
Yuchi Baolin said, holding a piece of paper, and addressed Fang Er.
Damn! This war was worth it! It was damn worth it!
Upon hearing the numbers, Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but exclaim before Fang Er could speak.
Was it all seized from the royal palace?
Fang Er raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuchi Baolin.
Only a small portion was seized from the royal palace; most of it was from the Ministry of Revenue's granary.
Yuchi Baolin replied.
Then it was Cheng Chumao's turn to report the results.
Big Brother, the wealthy households in this city are truly as rich as oil!
We seized a million guan in gold and silver alone, and even more copper coins, a total of 1.4 million guan!
And the grain, altogether, is about 100,000 shi!
Hiss~~!
Fang Er gasped!
This is insane!
This single campaign yielded 3.73 million guan in gold, silver, and copper coins alone!
Fang Xuanling's national debt only issued 5 million guan, right?
Damn it! If we convert the 370,000 shi of grain into silver...
That would be enough to pay off the debt?
Cheng Yaojin and Chai Shao's eyes were as wide as saucers!
The two had fought alongside Li Shimin for many years!
When had fighting ever been profitable?
Thinking back, in previous wars, armies of 100,000 or 200,000 were common, so it was no wonder they lost money!
This time, only 10,000 men were deployed!
Even a small amount of plunder was a profit!
At this thought, they couldn't help but look at Fang Er.
All of this!
It was brought about by this young man!
Without him, there would be no firearms, no artillery!
Without these, it would have been impossible to conquer Goguryeo with just 10,000 men!
This fellow!
He's young!
But he's got deep connections!
Brother, Pyongyang has been taken, what do we do next?
Cheng Yaojin asked proactively.
Fang Er thought for a moment and looked at Chai Shao, who was behind Cheng Yaojin.
Gather ships, load all the grain and gold, silver, and copper coins onto them, and set sail from here directly to Bohai Commandery, then transport it back to Chang'an.
Father-in-law, take men to escort the ships back and ask the Emperor to send more officials and troops.
Otherwise, with just our ten thousand or so men, we'll be worn down here!
Also, take along these Goguryeo officials, as well as King Dongmyeong's concubines and children.
Additionally, please convey to the Emperor that I have kept King Rongliu's body; I cannot break my promise to my brothers!
And also, please take the brothers who died outside the city back with you and send them to Fang Family Village, where Old Man Ma can find a piece of land on the estate to bury them properly!
Chai Shao listened to Fang Er's words and said with a serious expression.
Alright, he's just a dead man, deal with him as you please, I'll speak to the Emperor!
But you must be careful, don't let Yue'er become a widow before she's even married!
Otherwise, I'll personally dig up your grave!
Fang Er shrunk his neck. This old man was capable of anything.
If he said he'd dig, he'd definitely dig.
Old Chai, rest assured, with me here, you won't have the chance to dig.
Cheng Yaojin chuckled and patted Chai Shao on the shoulder.