Fang Congyun understood perfectly that Fang Zhiyi had to die no matter what. He couldn't allow this useless older brother to get away scot-free after causing him so much suffering. More importantly, he hadn't even settled into his new position yet and needed some means to intimidate those restless powerful families.

Yicheng is a good target.

"When the city falls, not a single chicken or dog will be spared!"

This was an imperial decree issued by him.

Although Fang Zhiyi had concocted some hidden weapons, he believed that they could not possibly resist such an army.

So Fang Congyun was very relaxed throughout the whole process. He wanted to laugh when he thought of his older brother kneeling in front of him begging for mercy. It would be good to let him go to the prison to keep Jian Xiaoyu company. Their marriage had fallen through before, so he would find them another match!

His laughter was somewhat grotesque.

The vanguard had already arrived in Yicheng. He closed his eyes to rest, waiting for his carriage to drive directly into Yicheng. The terrain in the southwest was too complicated, and marching was a troublesome matter.

A commotion came from afar; it must have started a battle.

Fang Congyun believed that the outcome of this battle was a foregone conclusion.

But an hour later, a fighter covered in charred soot stumbled back to the central army.

"What the hell?"

Fang Congyun looked at the fighter who was clearly out of his mind. He was a fifth-level fighter, yet he was injured like that.

"No, tell me, what do you mean by 'the city gates have stood up'???"

The fighter suddenly seemed to lose his soul, and his body collapsed forward to the ground.

It wasn't until their central army arrived at Yicheng that they discovered the scene was incredibly tragic. The city walls of Yicheng were not damaged; instead, the vanguard soldiers were dead and wounded everywhere.

Above the city gate, a man stood with his hands behind his back.

"Second brother! Long time no see!"

Fang Congyun gritted his teeth in hatred: "Fang Zhiyi! You really didn't die!"

"Look at you, how can you curse your own brother to death the moment you see him? I heard you've become an emperor? How about you bestow upon me a title of 'One-Word King' or something?"

"You're still dreaming even when you're about to die! What you did to me and my parents is unforgivable!" Fang Congyun felt inexplicably angry when he saw Fang Zhiyi's face.

"What a pity," Fang Zhiyi said, somewhat disappointed.

"Further words are useless. Just open the city gates and surrender. Don't try any of those little tricks..." He suddenly stopped, looking incredulously at Fang Zhiyi's back. He now understood what the vanguard warrior had said.

Behind Fang Zhiyi stood the city gate tower, but the tower actually started to move!

The sound of metal scraping against metal echoed all around, and the city gate tower really did stand up!

Then several thick, dark iron pipes were pointed at him.

A tremendous sense of crisis swept over Fang Congyun. Without hesitation, he leaped into the air. The next moment, a white light brushed past him and exploded behind him. Fang Congyun turned around in mid-air, his eyes filled with shock.

This attack completely decimated his central army.

"What kind of sorcery is this, Fang Zhiyi?!"

"You clearly don't understand science. No, you're a king now, can't you find a way to learn some history? You're not even as good as your predecessor."

"The ex? Could it be..." Fang Congyun instantly realized that the missing former emperor had also met his end here!

The thought that even that Dou Zong had died here filled him with fear.