Chu Chaofeng was also a little upset. The spies he sent out brought back a report on the battle between the Taiyi Army of Liangzhou and the King of Wu of Jizhou. It was said that the Taiyi Army did not suffer any casualties, but instead used some magic to cause the Jizhou troops to collapse in an instant.
Chu Chaofeng knew that his idea was shattered.
Now there are only two options before him, either to go south to attack Youzhou, or to accept the surrender of the Taiping Army.
Fang Zhiyi was also very depressed. The only cannon they had was taken away to Jizhou by Wang Xi. Based on the current productivity, it would be difficult for them to produce a new batch of cannons in the short term.
As for the gun... Fang Zhiyi looked at the crooked iron pipe beside him, shook his head and sighed.
The road to career is not easy.
The cities in Jizhou fell one after another. The Taiping Army almost crushed them. In the end, they didn't even fire cannons. When the cities saw the Taiping Army lined up, they immediately opened their gates and surrendered.
The King of Wu was also exhausted, and the generals of the Imperial Guard followed him in no hurry, as if they had nothing else to do.
Finally, he broke down. The King of Wu rushed into the Taiping Army camp alone, grabbed Wang Xi by the collar and shook him: "What on earth are you going to do? Ah? What are you going to do?"
Wang Xi quietly took his hand away and looked at him without saying a word, which made him feel a little uneasy.
"What on earth are you going to do?"
"Run." Wang Xi said.
"Ah?" King Wu didn't understand.
"You run." Wang Xi said seriously.
King Wu frowned: "I run?"
"Yes, the great Taoist priest said, if you run, I will chase you." Wang Xi was very serious.
"I want to see your Grand Master!" King Wu was going crazy.
The flag of Jizhou was replaced with the flag of the Taiping Army. The news that the King of Wu was captured spread throughout the world in no time. This news also made the princes of the world focus their attention on this inconspicuous Liangzhou.
Looking at the disheveled-haired King Wu in front of him, Fang Zhiyi knew how miserable he had been recently. After all, according to Wang Xi's report, he had been chasing the King Wu almost all the time. As soon as the King Wu entered the city, he started setting up cannons.
"Fang, no, Great Heavenly Master, just tell me, how do you want me to die?" King Wu's face was full of begging, "Please kill me."
Fang Zhiyi didn't say anything, he was thinking.
The King of Wu suddenly leaped up, frightening the guards beside him so much that they drew their swords instantly. The King of Wu ignored them and said, "Fang! I'm telling you, if you push me hard, I can do anything!"
Fang Zhiyi looked at him slowly: "Really?" There was some surprise in his eyes.
The next day, the King of Wu, wearing a Taikoo military uniform, holding a pen and a bamboo slip in his hands, stood blankly by the roadside, watching a group of people enthusiastically stirring a pile of grayish-white soil.
"Wu Jian, do you think this hardness is okay?" someone shouted.
The King of Wu seemed to have just come to his senses. He took the thing in his hand and walked over. Looking at the grayish-white spot on the ground, he tried to step on it, his face filled with surprise: "Amazing!"
"That's all right. You have to remember this for me."
"Wu Jian, I'm fine now!"
"And me!"
The King of Wu was extremely busy.
Fang Zhiyi shouted at the statewide meeting: "If you want to get rich, build roads first!"
The audience repeated in unison.
"Building roads is our top priority now. Dirt roads are too slow to sell sugar, and mountain roads are too dangerous to transport refined salt. Even if we need to deploy troops to Yongzhou, building concrete roads would significantly reduce the time. So, building roads is what we need now! I've concluded my speech. Now, I'd like to invite the new Minister of Agriculture to speak."
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