Reflect the world

Chapter 48 Confrontation
The movement of the sun, the moon and the stars will never change according to one's will. The sun rises from the east and illuminates the entire Mohist organ city.

The corpses left over from yesterday's attack and defense have all disappeared, only some broken weapons, armor and city walls are looming, and the blood that has become dim shows the cruelty of yesterday's battle.

Gongshuchou led the team of Qin Bing carefully through a secret passage, into the interior of the Mohist mechanism city, and climbed up the city wall that even the hard-fought attack failed to climb.

"Chong!"

The sharp bronze sword shone coldly, and the leader of the team was the first to rush to the city wall, wanting to obtain the military exploits that could change his fate and his title. His face was flushed and his muscles were bulging. His killing technique became instinctive.

He had the confidence to stab those Mohist disciples wearing coarse clothes to death with a single sword, and his military achievements were already beckoning to him. He seemed to see more fields and higher titles.

"kill!?"

Roaring roars can make people who are not familiar with the battlefield lose their minds, and on the battlefield, the moment of losing their minds can already determine the outcome. Yesterday, he bullied those Mohist disciples who had not experienced too many cruel killings. This team leader has already learned this. one move.

But the inevitable move was missed, and a group of menacing Qin soldiers were stunned and puzzled, looking at the empty city wall with incomprehensible eyes.

They were still engaged in a difficult tug-of-war with them yesterday, and all the Mohist disciples who suffered heavy casualties disappeared.

"The Mo family took the initiative to retreat?"

……

In astonishment and bewilderment, Wei Zhuang and Gong Shuchou slowly walked up the Mohist city wall that was difficult to climb yesterday.

Wei Zhuang's hair was as white as snow, and the expression on his face seemed to never fluctuate, but the master of the public loser family, Shu Qiu, did not dare to underestimate him, and a deep and majestic voice rang in his ears.

"The public loser has been fighting with the Mohists for hundreds of years, what does your Mohist's move mean?"

Gongshuqiu was also a little puzzled at first, his old and withered face was wrinkled, and he said in embarrassment after a long time: "Judging from the hundreds of years of struggle between Gongshujia and the Mohist school, although we don't like them, it cannot be denied that the Mohist school has never They are all a group of guys who have to believe in their lives."

"It's impossible for them to take the initiative to retreat, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"There is an order from the giant of the Mohist school."

"Mohist giant, interesting!"

In the walls, underground, and corners that everyone can't notice, one gear after another bites into each other and rotates slowly.

Among the complicated and unspeakable organs, a Mohist disciple who was in charge of watching the outside scene was covered in cold sweat, turned his head and said to his companions, hurry up and report to the giant.

creak creak!

He turned his head and continued to watch the actions of the Qin army on the Mohist city wall. He heard a strange sound for no reason. When he looked sideways, he saw a hand-sized beast jumping around in front of him. The strange little beast was like a unicorn. The limbs are more slender and flexible.

It made a rat-like sound all the way, which was extraordinarily surprising.

"Hey, who made this mechanism beast?"

He couldn't help but leaned down, wanting to take a closer look at the structure of this little mechanism beast, but the mechanism beast didn't run away either.

But the shocking change happened in an instant. When the person bent down completely and reached out to grab the mechanism beast, the small mechanism beast suddenly kicked all fours. flew in.

Plop, there was only a short scream left on the spot, and the Mohist disciple fell to the ground and struggled for a few times before he could not move. 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 black and white were distinct.

………………

"The Qin army has entered the city!"

Even though they had expected to receive this news, the leaders of the Mo family were still surprised. They couldn't help but look at Tang Xuanming with a calm face, feeling how extraordinary he is.

"Since everything is as I expected, let's go according to the most familiar plan of the Mohist disciples. Manipulate the mechanism. I don't think anyone can compare with the Mohist disciples. Whether the Mohist can hear tomorrow depends on this time."

"Do you have the confidence to keep those [-] Qin soldiers who don't know anything about mechanics, and stop the Qin soldiers who make the six countries helpless?"

"Have!"

The Mohist disciples shouted in unison, full of confidence.

"Then go, go back to your posts, manipulate the institutions you are most familiar with, and divide and slaughter them. After today, each of you will kill Qin Yishi, and the world will look at you with admiration."

The Mohist disciples went down confidently, and when Tang Xuanming opened his mouth, Master Ban hesitated to speak, showing a struggling look on his face.

Tang Xuanming saw his expression, smiled, looked around, saw that all the disciples of the Mo family had left, and said, "Are you worried about the loss of the public?"

"Yes!"

Master Ban said in a heavy tone: "Gongshuchou claims to have reached the pinnacle of organ skills, and he is not inferior to the first ancestor of the Gongshu family, Master Lu Ban. With him in the Qin army, the Mohist family will probably suffer greatly."

"How could you suffer?" Tang Xuanming's eyes were silent, but his face was full of smiles.

"Gong Shuchou doesn't know how to clone himself. No matter how powerful he is, he can only choose one path to go forward. If I guess correctly, he will follow Wei Zhuang and follow the nearest path to the Mohe secret room."

"It's us who should be worried, not the many Mohists who have left, isn't it?"

"What about the Mohist disciples on the road leading to the Mohe secret room?"

Master Ban asked, Tang Xuanming's eyes were gloomy, and the expression on his face hidden in the darkness was hard to see clearly, only the voice still came out clearly.

"Since you have chosen this path, of course you must be prepared to face death, no one is an exception?"

"you you……"

Master Ban pointed to Tang Xuanming and spoke.

Tang Xuanming was unwilling to explain too much, the Mohists chose to resist and were unwilling to leave, so they were doomed to die.

The final result is just a question of how many people die. Tang Xuanming has already chosen an optimal solution within the scope of his own knowledge, which is already the best situation.

According to the original history, all the disciples of the Mohists had planted Qianyu Qianye, leaving the black jade unicorn to make up for the Mohist disciples who had no resistance, plus the deaths and injuries of the Mohist disciples after the Qin army entered the city.

It's almost impossible to count, and that's the real disaster.

"What you should care about is not here, but how to stop the public from losing your hatred. He is your biggest opponent. Go to the secret room of Mohe."

"What about you? Aren't you going?"

Master Ban looked at the contemporary Mohist giant in disbelief, Tang Xuanming smiled handsomely, and walked slowly into the darkness, leaving only a back figure and those firm words.

"I'm going to practice swords."

(End of this chapter)