Chapter 43 I'm not targeting anyone, everyone here is garbage
The lights on the walls of the Mojia City were flickering on and off, constantly jumping, making everyone's faces look a little solemn.
Master Ban, Gao Jianli, Xue Nu, Big Iron Hammer, Duan Murong... the top leaders of the Mo family gathered together to discuss how to deal with the Qin army next.
In the middle, there were two people who looked special, one was Master Ban who was being carried on a stretcher, and the other was Tang Xuanming who was sitting there casually, without any expert demeanor.
Among them, Tang Xuanming was even more special. At least all the senior officials of the Mohist family looked at him a little strangely. They could not fully accept the sudden parachute of the Mohist giant.
Although Mr. Ban admitted it, the Mohist giant did not come and did not admit it personally. Tang Xuanming, a Mohist giant, still seemed a bit unmatched.
The Mohist giants of any generation are knowledgeable and highly skilled in martial arts. They are not only unpredictable in mechanical arts, but also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. They can comment on hundreds of schools and sects in the world, and they are influential figures in the world.
In comparison, Tang Xuanming seemed much inferior.
Although the Mohist government city was saved once, the crisis that disappeared was always inferior to the efforts to turn the tide when the building was about to collapse.
If it hasn't happened, many people can just pretend it doesn't exist.
"The Qin army's offensive was fierce. Although we repelled their first wave of attacks, we can foresee an even more ferocious attack next."
Sledgehammer is the fierce general who marches and sets up the formation. He is the first to speak.
"What we are facing are heavy armored soldiers, one of the most elite troops in the Qin State. Their armor protects their whole bodies. Unless they are shot into the eye sockets by an arrow from a top marksman, it is difficult to kill them with one blow."
"Although the mechanism city has the advantages of various traps, its maintenance also requires a huge amount of manpower and material resources. Under such a violent attack by the Qin army, it remains to be seen whether the mechanism can exert its normal effect."
"The Mohist organization can definitely hold on. No matter how many Qin soldiers come, they can be wiped out."
Gao Jianli gritted his teeth and his voice was very serious, but no one present really took his words to heart.
The Mohist machine arts are indeed unparalleled in the world, but in the face of the endless Qin army and the attack of the domineering machine arts of the public losers who are also the best in the world, no one is sure how long they can sustain it.
Now that the six kingdoms have been destroyed, no country will give support to the Mohist family. Many tools will be destroyed once and there will be no spare ones. The Gongshu family has the support of the entire Qin State. No matter what tools are destroyed, they can be quickly mobilized from the rear to rebuild them.
Build new ones.
The opponent of the Mohists was not the 800 heavily armored soldiers in front of them, but the Qin State with millions of soldiers.
"We will persevere. The heroes of the six countries will see the glory of the Mohist government city and the power of the Mohist four mythical beasts. Even if the government city is destroyed, it will tear off a piece of flesh and blood from the Qin army."
Master Ban's eyes were firm and showed no intention of retreating. Even though he was seriously injured, he still had a different kind of power.
"I'm not afraid of an open and honest attack, no matter how much the Qin army comes, I'm just afraid that they will use some dark means behind their backs. We can't guard against things like Zhen Yu Qianye. We can only call people if they suddenly hit their hidden hands."
despair."
The deep and deep sound of the big hammer echoed in the hall, making a group of people look solemn. At the same time, most of the Mohist leaders present looked at Tang Xuanming, who was silent.
It was this silent young man who silently resolved a crisis in the Mohist family.
"I don't know what the great idea is. What should the Mo family do next?"
Contrary to Tang Xuanming's expectation, it was Sledgehammer who asked him, not Master Ban.
He originally thought that among the current leaders of the Mo family, only Master Ban looked at him with admiration. After all, only this old man with rosacea had ever seen his flesh and blood resurrected.
"Was he originally a fierce general who killed everything on the battlefield, only focusing on practicality and not caring about anything else?"
He was thinking secretly in his heart, but didn't reveal anything on his face. After pondering for a moment, Tang Xuanming opened his mouth and shocked the group of people.
"I think it's best for us to retreat now."
"What?"
"Impossible, it is impossible for the Mohist family to retreat like this. This would be a shame to the dead Mohist brothers, and even more to the great Mohist leaders of all generations."
"Do you think Qin is unstoppable?"
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The whole place was in an uproar, and even the big hammer who asked Tang Xuanming turned red and almost swung the hammer and walked over.
Facing this extremely excited group of people, Tang Xuanming became calmer and calmer after more experience, and said calmly: "Retreating now is indeed the best choice..."
Gao Jianli and Xue Nu, who were holding the big hammer, had already let go. They didn't want to listen to Tang Xuanming's words that would make others more ambitious and destroy their own prestige.
"You must be a spy of Qin! Get out of the Mo family."
The huge hammer was swung, but Tang Xuanming's expression remained unchanged and his tone was neither fast nor slow.
"With Qin's millions of troops, as long as it finds a target, everything will be destroyed by it. No one can resist it. The six countries have proved this with their destruction. This is one of them."
The sledgehammer paused for a moment, and still strode forward, but the strength in his hand was reduced by three points.
"The Mo family has been invaded by the unidentified and ever-changing Mo Yu Qilin. The blueprints of the Mo family's organ city have been lost. Perhaps they are in the hands of the Mo family's mortal enemy Gong Shuqiu at this moment."
"With his attainments in the art of mechanism, and the fact that the Mohists and Gongshu have been attacking each other for hundreds of years, they understand each other, understand the weaknesses of the mechanism city, and understand that the joints of the mechanism city will not be difficult. The longer the time, the more difficult it is for the Mohist mechanism city
The more dangerous it is.”
"No one can be sure where the loopholes are left in the institutions that have been left behind for hundreds of years. After all, it is the efforts of several generations. It is not necessarily possible to know what is wrong now. As long as Gongshu Qiu takes advantage of it and leads an army
If you enter the interior of the Mohist government city, the government city will face the crisis of destruction. This is the second reason."
The big hammer stopped. Because it was moving too fast, the strong wind blew up Tang Xuanming's hair, making him look even more calm and aloof.
"Third, and most importantly, with the strength of Wei Zhuang and his assassin group Liusha, they don't need Qin's group of heavily armored soldiers. As long as they find a way to enter the Mohist government city, their group of top masters will be able to defeat them.
The government city has sunk."
Having said this, Tang Xuanming swatted away the huge hammer that was approaching him. He didn't use much strength in his hand, but the hammer moved away because he couldn't find the words to refute.
Tang Xuan clearly refused to let go of this group of pretentious Mohist masters. Being treated like this continuously made everyone angry, and he was no exception.
He did not hide his joking expression and said in a teasing and mocking tone: "Among the people working on this, who is Wei Zhuang's opponent?"
His words were like pointing at a group of people's noses and saying: "Who am I not targeting? Everyone here is rubbish."