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Chapter 220 Let me use what to build a Jing Guan

The matter of the Jingguan concluded, Fang Er held no interest in managing Pyongyang.

He suggested to Cheng Yaojin that they abandon it and directly proceed to attack other cities of Goguryeo!

Cheng Yaojin was eager to continue fighting!

Thus, the two agreed, and with the main army, they headed directly to Gaeseong, south of Pyongyang!

Fang Er's idea was simple!

Kill them but don't bury them!

Dispose of the city defenders and officials, and the rest could do as they pleased.

Let them riot if they wished.

Someone else would clean up the mess anyway.

The distance from Pyongyang to Gaeseong was only a little over three hundred li.

The army of five thousand arrived in two days.

When the mortar shells landed on the city walls.

The next moment!

Something that rendered Fang Er speechless occurred.

A white flag was raised high on the city walls.

Damn it!

Could these sons of bitches not be a bit tougher?

What was he supposed to build a Jingguan with now?

Cheng Yaojin was so angry that he whipped his horse's hindquarters.

Damn it!

My Lord, how about we pretend we didn't see it?

Tie Laoba was even more dejected!

He had already loaded the mortar fuses and fired only two rounds before this happened?

What a joke!

Cheng Yaojin slapped Tie Laoba on the back of his head.

What do you mean pretend not to see?

What are you telling me you didn't see?

Tie Laoba was somewhat bewildered.

What's going on?

Yang Zhihua, on the other hand, was quick-witted.

He immediately opened fire!

Boom boom boom!

Tie Laoba thought for a long time but still couldn't figure out why he was being beaten!

Also, why was Yang Zhihua still firing?

The Goguryeo defenders on the walls of Gaeseong were even more bewildered!

Damn it, they've already raised a white flag, just say whether you accept surrender or not!

Why start firing right away!

Is there any reason left?

Gaeseong was merely a border military city.

It bordered Silla, and there were no civilians within the city, only the garrison.

Fang Er felt no psychological pressure as the shells turned the city walls into a mess.

Until no more Goguryeo soldiers could be seen standing on the walls.

Fang Er waved his hand.

Eighteen Riders, enter the city!

Guan Chang took the lead, charging towards the gate of Gaeseong with the eighteen riders.

The city gate had already been reduced to a mere frame by the shelling.

After the eighteen riders entered the city, they only saw corpses strewn about, along with groaning wounded soldiers.

There was not a single standing Goguryeo defender left.

After a patrol around the city, they discovered that the south gate of Gaeseong was wide open!

They could even see soldiers fleeing towards Silla in the distance.

Damn it, let's go back and see my Lord.

The eighteen riders turned back.

Fang Er didn't know what to say upon hearing this news!

Could the Goguryeo soldiers fare any better by fleeing to Silla?

Enter the city!

The army of five thousand marched mightily into Gaeseong.

After looting the valuables and provisions within.

The corpses left by the Goguryeo soldiers were once again used to build a Jingguan at the south gate of Gaeseong, facing the direction of Silla!

Having done all this, Fang Er felt a sense of ennui.

Indeed, could using cheats prevent one from experiencing the fun of the game?

Taking the money and provisions.

They directly returned to Pyongyang.

The round trip to Gaeseong took only four days.

The people of Pyongyang saw the Tang army returning and were as frightened as mice seeing a cat.

They rested in Pyongyang for only one day.

The army set out again.

As they passed Dandong.

Fang Er looked towards the southwest.

There was also Bisha City in that direction.

Which was Dalian in later generations.

Brother Cheng, Bisha City is your responsibility, can you handle it?

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yaojin's eyebrows shot up.

Nonsense! What do you mean, can I handle it? If I'm a man, I must be able to handle it!

Fang Er smiled faintly.

Alright then, I'll head back to Shenyang first?

Having said that, Fang Er was about to lead the Skyfire Army and part ways with Cheng Yaojin.

Cheng Yaojin quickly called out.

Don't do that, brother, leave the artillery battalion with me, it's no fun fighting without artillery!

Fang Er heard this and laughed heartily.

Tie Laoba, you take the artillery battalion and stay, follow General Cheng's command.

Yes, my Lord!

As long as Tie Laoba could fire cannons, he was willing to do anything.

The two detachments separated directly.

Fang Er led the Skyfire Army straight to Shenyang.

He even took a detour to check on the iron mine.

It had been nearly a month since they departed.

More than a dozen blast furnaces were running continuously.

The result was that the steel produced here had accumulated over three thousand dan!

Nearly four hundred thousand catties of steel!

Fang Er stopped here for two days.

After leaving a mold design, he left again and headed for the cement kiln.

Before he even arrived.

Fang Er saw a blue cement road, stretching from the kiln mouth all the way towards Shenyang.

My Lord.

Ma Tao, who was working, came to investigate upon hearing from his subordinates that a cavalry troop was approaching.

Seeing that it was Fang Er, he quickly stepped forward to pay his respects.

Well done, this road, has it been completed all the way to Shenyang?

Fang Er asked, pointing to the cement road.

Reporting to my Lord, it's all done, and the hardening and maintenance are also completed.

My Lord had ordered the furnaces to be opened earlier, but then you were away on campaign. This cement might absorb moisture and be difficult to store for long.

I took the liberty of doing so, and I beg for your punishment, my Lord.

Ma Tao lowered his head, his attitude very sincere.

Fang Er waved his hand at him.

It's fine, it's been built, and besides, burning cement was for building roads in the first place. Come, take me to see the kiln.

Ma Tao voluntarily led Fang Er's horse and guided him to the cement kiln.