The movement of the sun, moon and stars will never change according to one's will. The sun rises from the east and illuminates the entire Mohist government city.
All the corpses left behind from yesterday's attack and defense have disappeared, only some broken weapons, armors and city walls are looming, and the dim blood shows the cruelty of yesterday's battle.
Gongshu Qiu led a small group of Qin soldiers to carefully pass through a secret passage, enter the interior of the Mohist government city, and climb up the wall that had not been climbed even by the difficult attack.
"Qiang!"
The sharp bronze sword flashed with cold light. The leader of the team was the first to rush to the city wall, hoping to get the military exploits that could change his destiny and his title. His face turned red and his muscles bulged. Training again and again made him
His killing skills have become instinctive.
He was confident that he could stab those Mohist disciples wearing coarse clothes to death with one sword. His military exploits were already beckoning to him, and he seemed to see more fields and a higher title.
"kill!?"
Roaring roars can make people who are not familiar with battle formations lose their consciousness, and on the battlefield, the moment of loss of consciousness can already determine the outcome. Yesterday, the team leader bullied those Mohist disciples who had not experienced too many cruel killings. This squad leader had already learned this.
one move.
However, the inevitable move was missed. A group of aggressive Qin soldiers were stunned and confused, looking at the empty city wall with incomprehensible eyes.
The Mohist disciples who were still fighting a tough tug-of-war with them yesterday and caused them heavy casualties have all disappeared.
"The Mo family took the initiative to retreat?"
…
In shock and confusion, Wei Zhuang and Gong Shuqiu slowly walked up the Mohist city wall that was difficult to climb yesterday.
Wei Zhuang's white hair was as white as snow, and the expression on his face seemed to never change. However, the lord of the Gongshu family did not dare to look down upon him, and a low and majestic voice sounded in his ears.
"The Gongshu family has been fighting with the Mohist family for hundreds of years. What does the Mohist family mean by this move?"
Gongshu Qiu was a little puzzled at first, his old and withered face wrinkled up, and he said in embarrassment after a long time: "Judging from the hundreds of years of struggle between Gongshu and the Mohist family, although we don't like them, it is undeniable that the Mohist family has always
They are all a group of guys who put their faith in their lives."
"It's simply impossible for them to retreat on their own initiative, unless..."
"Unless what?"
"There is an order from the Mohist giant."
"The Mohist giant is interesting!"
In the walls, underground, and corners that are invisible to everyone, one gear after another meshes with each other and rotates slowly.
In the complicated and unspeakable mechanism, a Mohist disciple who was responsible for watching the outside scene was covered in cold sweat. He turned to his companions and said to report to the giant immediately.
Creak, creak, creak!
He turned his head and continued to watch the movements of the Qin army on the Mojia city wall. He heard strange noises for no reason. When he turned his head to look around, he saw a hand-sized machine beast jumping around in front of him. The strange little beast was like a unicorn.
The limbs are more slender and flexible.
There was a sound like a rat squeaking all the way, which was particularly strange.
"Hey, who created this machine beast?"
He couldn't help but lean down, wanting to take a closer look at the structure of this little machine beast. The machine beast wouldn't run away.
But a shocking change happened in an instant. When the man leaned down completely and reached out to pick up the machine beast, the small machine beast suddenly kicked the ground with all four limbs. The powerful impact caused the machine beast to fall directly from the eyes of the Mohist disciple.
flew in.
Plop, there was only a short scream left on the spot, and the Mohist disciple fell to the ground and struggled for two times before moving. Only a pool of dark red blood slowly flowed out from under his body, which could be vaguely seen.
The red blood was mixed with other liquids, and it was clearly black and white.
………………
"The Qin army has entered the city!"
Even though they had expected to receive this news, the leaders of the Mohist family were still surprised. They couldn't help but look at Tang Xuanming, who looked calm, and felt how extraordinary he was.
"Since everything is as I expected, let's follow the plan that the Mohist disciples are most familiar with. Manipulating the institutions. I don't think anyone can compare to the Mohist disciples. Whether the Mohist family will be able to understand the world depends on this time."
"Do you have the confidence to keep the 800 Qin troops who know nothing about mechanism skills and stop the Qin troops who have left the six countries helpless?"
"have!"
The Mohist disciples shouted in unison, full of confidence.
"Then go, return to your posts, control the organs you are most familiar with, divide them and kill them. After today, each of you will kill Qin Yishi, and the whole world will look at you with admiration."
The Mohist disciple went down with full confidence. When Tang Xuanming opened his mouth, Master Ban hesitated and showed a look of struggle on his face.
Tang Xuanming saw his expression, smiled, looked around and saw that all the Mohist disciples had left, and then said: "Are you worried about the public's revenge?"
"yes!"
Master Ban said in a serious tone: "Gongshu Qiu is said to be at the pinnacle of his skills in organ skills, and is not inferior to Master Lu Ban, the first founder of the Gongshu family. With him in the Qin army, the Moh family will probably suffer a big loss."
"How could we suffer a loss?" Tang Xuanming's eyes were filled with silence, but there was a smile on his face.
"Gong Shuqiu doesn't know how to clone himself. No matter how powerful he is, he can only choose one path to move forward. If I guess correctly, he will follow Wei Zhuang and follow the nearest road to the Black Ink Core Secret Room."
"It's us who should be worried, not the many children of the Mohist family who have left, right?"
"What about the Mohist disciples on the road to the Mo Core Secret Chamber?"
Master Ban asked, Tang Xuanming's eyes were dim, and the expression on his face was difficult to see clearly in the darkness. Only his voice could still be heard clearly.
"Since you have chosen this path, of course you must be prepared to face death. No one is exempt?"
"you you……"
Master Ban pointed at Tang Xuanming and spoke.
Tang Xuanming was unwilling to explain any more. If the Mohists chose to resist and were unwilling to leave, they were destined to die.
The final result is just a matter of how many people die. Tang Xuanming has already chosen an optimal solution within the scope of his own knowledge. This is already the best situation.
If the original history were to be followed, all the Mohist disciples would have killed Qianye, leaving the Moyu Qilin to deal with the Mohist disciples who had no power to resist, plus the death and injury of the Mohist disciples after the Qin army entered the city.
It’s simply too many to count, and that’s the real disaster.
"What you should be concerned about should not be here, but how to stop Gong Shuqiu. He is your biggest opponent. Go to the Mo Nuclear Secret Room."
"What about you? Aren't you going?"
Master Ban looked at the contemporary Mohist giant in disbelief. Tang Xuanming smiled gracefully and walked slowly into the darkness, leaving only a back figure and those firm words.