Reflect the world

Chapter 41 Death Shock
When the sun rose again, when the gentle sunlight entered the room through the window, Tang Xuanming opened his eyes, feeling like a dream.

There are cliffs outside the window. If you stumble and fall, except for a top expert like Gai Nie, normal people will have no chance of surviving.

"It's another day, is Wei Zhuang's attack about to start?"

Pushing open the door of the room, all the sounds that were originally isolated poured in at once, the sound of close footsteps, occasional screams, the collision of weapons, and the sliding sound of gears that existed all the time.

There were close footsteps everywhere in the organ city, everyone was in a hurry, and Tang Xuanming was the only one who was leisurely.

"Heavily armored soldiers are attacking."

"Launch the crossbow and throw the log down."

"kill!"

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After the blueprint of the organ city was lost, the organ city that was originally hidden in the deep mountains and dense forests was exposed to the world, and the fearless Qin soldiers continued to attack.

One after another, the heavy armored soldiers were all covered with armor, and even their faces were covered with an iron mask. There was no dead end for protection. Once they fought, they were simply desperate.

Compared with the full armor of the Qin army, the equipment of the Mohist disciples is much simpler. Most of them are dressed in coarse cloth, and they carry standard swords in their hands. Slashing with a knife and a sword on the armored soldiers of the Qin State often leaves no scars, and as long as they are When the Qin army attacked with weapons, they were basically seriously injured or died.

With the support of a national force, the Qin army was fully equipped and exploded the Mohist mechanism city.

If it weren't for being surrounded by mountains and rivers, relying on the protection of the city, and the institutions accumulated by the Mohists for hundreds of years, based on the experience of the Qin State in attacking the city, the city would have been destroyed countless times.

Tang Xuanming vaguely smelled a bloody smell, and the Mo family's paradise finally did not escape the flames of war.

The big iron hammer is no longer by his side. This fierce general who used to charge into the battle of Yan State is guarding the entrance of Mohist House. The violent hammer can fly the fully armed Qin soldiers in turn. The direction he is defending is the direction that Qin soldiers are most unwilling to attack. of.

The peaceful Mo family in the past suddenly turned into a flesh and blood mill. From time to time, people were carried off from the battlefield with blood all over their bodies.

Tang Xuanming looked at a Mohist disciple who was carried over and was missing an arm, wailing terribly, and blood spilled all over the floor.

And another Mohist boy who struggled to get here by himself has wounds between his chest, waist and abdomen. Through the abdominal wounds, he can faintly see the viscera wriggling inside.

A Mohist boy whose calf disappeared was carried over, and the team of able-bodied people quickly returned to the battlefield to continue to meet the cruel challenge.

Duanmu Rong's face was always cold, and Duanmu Rong, who looked extremely difficult to get along with, was expressionless. She was used to this kind of bloody scene that was difficult for men to accept, and she quickly dealt with the wounds of these people.

Those who were sent to her were the Mohist children who were the most injured, and those with lesser injuries would not be sent here directly.

"Perhaps this is the reason why Duanmu Rong's face is always cold. Life and death are common in front of her. I don't know how many times I have seen it. To be able to still live in the world freely without any shadows is already considered a strong will. "

Tang Xuanming tried his best to distract himself from looking at those screaming Mohists.

He has changed a lot. If the Mo family hadn't released the poison of Yu Yu Qianye in advance, the current Mo family mechanism city would become a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

Everyone will lose the ability to resist, Qin Bing will easily drive in, and make up for those Mohist children who are lying on the ground unable to move, and excitedly exchange their heads for the opportunity to be promoted.

"It's not easy to have a fair chance to fight. After all, the war between countries has ended, and now it's a struggle between rivers and lakes. Any means will be used."

With a sigh, Tang Xuanming walked towards Duanmu Rong, and helped her hold down those Mohist disciples whose pain was so uncontrollable, so that Duanmu Rong could better bandage and treat the injuries.

In Tang Xuanming's eyes, Gao Yue, who was just a child, was also skillfully helping Duanmu Rong deal with the wounded, and the bloody wound did not move her.

For the orphans of war in this era, blood and fire have long been commonplace.

The common people may be able to integrate into the Qin State peacefully, and are even happy that Qin State gives them better treatment and lower taxes.

But for the nobles, their identities have plummeted, their parents and relatives all died in the war, they know more about writing and civilization than ordinary people, and the elders among them will write down everything for future generations.

After possessing words and knowledge, the hatred will always continue for countless years, until knowledge dies and everything disappears.

The common people do not have the opportunity to receive cultural education, no matter how painful the memory is, it will disappear after a generation, and only the nobles of the six countries will deeply hate this unified country.

"The attack outside the organ city is very intense?"

"Well, both Xiaogao and the big iron hammer have passed. Fortunately, Wei Zhuang didn't make a move. There is no way to capture the organ city with the strong attack of Qin's heavy armored soldiers."

Duanmu Rong's face was numb, as if he couldn't hear the screams of the wounded in front of him, he quickly helped the wounded with missing arm to stop the bleeding.

"All right!"

The skilled Mohist disciples quickly removed the wounded who had been treated, and brought up another seriously wounded man.

"He's dead... next!"

The tentacled body is still warm, but the life in this body has long since disappeared. There is a big hole between the chest and abdomen, and there are still undrawn weapons in it. The godless eyes are looking at the sky, and the pupils inside have already spread.

There was no sorrow or dejection, and the dead and wounded were quickly removed and replaced by the next.

Under such circumstances, there is no time to be sad. Human nature seems to be extremely indifferent and at the same time extremely gentle.

"died!"

Tang Xuanming repeated in a murmur, his eyes were lost for a moment, and those eyes that lost all their spirit brought him a huge shock.

It was the first time he had faced death face to face, and so close.

Swinging his sword at the wolves and depriving the beasts of their lives, he never felt guilty. The cruel evolution of nature is like this. If you want to kill me, I will kill you. There is no fairness and justice at all.

But the same life as him died in front of him, but the meaning was completely different, and he felt a deep shock at that moment.

"Is it the same for me?"

The godless eyes gave him a lot of stimulation, but after his spirit was shaken, a surge of courage followed.

"When I first came to this world, I was weaker than him, even more unbearable. If I didn't seize the opportunity, in the territory of Qin, I wandered around like this at will. People who have no experience will die if they are caught. Even worse."

"I can't be like him, I want to be stronger, I want to live, no matter how much it costs the world to live, I just do it for me."

(End of this chapter)