589: Chapter 589 Are we going to use Heavenly Fire?

"But are we to use the Heavenly Fire?"

General Wang Jian asked tentatively.

They were secretly carrying a large quantity of firearms.

However, in order to conceal their official Great Qin identity, they did not reveal this in front of the Huaxia Pioneer Group.

On this trip, they had brought along quite a few mortars and explosive packs.

If they were to bombard the City of Tela with mortars, taking the City of Tela would be an easy task.

But if they did so, their identities would be directly exposed.

The Huaxia Pioneer Group would likely fall apart completely.

This did not align with Zhao Fusu's plans.

He wanted to gather everyone within Great Qin who was dissatisfied with Great Qin and bring them to the Mauryan Empire.

This would reduce the unstable elements within Great Qin and also help expand more living space for the future descendants of Huaxia.

"Not at all, not at all."

Zhao Fusu shook his head and denied it.

"Then what other method do you have!"

The First Emperor's expression grew even colder.

At this moment, he was using immense self-restraint to suppress the anger in his heart.

He hated riddlers the most!

Yet Zhao Fusu was right there in front of him, casting the hook of curiosity into the deep pool of his heart; the bait on that hook emitted an alluring fragrance, and even though he knew it was a hook, he was still reeled in.

Old General General Wang Jian was also hooked.

But since Zhao Fusu wanted to keep him in suspense, he could only wait patiently.

General Wang Jian's gaze fell upon Zhao Fusu once more. He saw that Zhao Fusu's back was as straight as a pine tree, his gaze clear and determined, as if the wild statement he had just made was nothing more than commenting on the nice weather today.

This made him curious: what method could Zhao Fusu possibly have to easily take the City of Tela without using the Heavenly Fire!

Working from the inside and outside? Sowing discord?

What General Wang Jian excelled at was not frontal assaults, but using stratagems.

He prioritized using heavy bribes to buy off powerful enemy officials, spreading slander, and using counter-espionage to eliminate the opponent's top generals, causing the defending army to lose command and have their morale collapse, thus significantly reducing casualties during sieges and avoiding hard assaults on fortified city walls.

He never took risks with small numbers; he would deploy a sufficient army based on the opponent's national strength, rely on Great Qin's ample food supplies for a long-term standoff, and wait until the opponent's food was exhausted and their morale wavered before launching a full-scale attack to break the city.

But these methods of his were not applicable to the City of Tela.

They were an isolated army deep within enemy territory, without a base or reinforcements. They had no foundation in the City of Tela, and trying to bribe powerful officials would take time to plan.

General Wang Jian shook his head slowly; without using the Heavenly Fire, he really could not think of any method to easily take the City of Tela.

The First Emperor and General Wang Jian, two old guys with a combined age of over a hundred, exchanged a look. The content in that look was extremely complex. There was suspicion, anticipation, reluctance, and even more so, admiration for Zhao Fusu.

Zhao Fusu was always able to bring them surprises beyond their understanding.

Because of this, they simply could not guess what method Zhao Fusu had to easily take down the fortified City of Tela.

In their view, the simplest method was to forcibly conscript the natives of the Tela region and make them use their lives to deplete the city's resources, such as arrows and lamp oil.

Once the City of Tela's defensive resources were exhausted, that would be the time for them to break the city.

If war didn't involve death, could it even be called war!

"You..."

The First Emperor paused, trying hard to make his tone sound less urgent, "How certain are you?"

Zhao Fusu raised his head and smiled slightly, "One hundred percent."

General Wang Jian's white eyebrows nearly flew off his face.

One hundred percent?

In sieging cities and seizing land, there was never such a thing as one hundred percent certainty.

Even when he conquered the Zhao State back then, he would not have dared to claim one hundred percent certainty.

Could it be that Zhao Fusu truly held some trump card they didn't know about?