The mighty inspection team of more than ten thousand people departed from Xianyang and headed straight towards Longxi. The Shuishichi Road had been built a long time ago, and even... it was built at the very beginning.
The road is fifty paces wide!
Not fifty baby steps, but fifty adult steps!
Six feet per step!
One step is when an adult lifts his feet twice to make one step, and to lift his feet once to make a step. One step is six feet, and fifty steps is three hundred feet (today's sixty-nine meters).
Therefore, the construction of the highway is quite costly.
However, more than 10,000 people marched in large groups. Between the movement and stillness, there was a rustling sound that shook the surroundings. Wherever they passed, no one came close, and everyone watched from a distance.
"Ying Zheng is really brave."
"I thought he would always hide in Xianyang Palace and never come out."
After more than a hundred years of combing and combing, the fields in Guanzhong have long since formed their own system, with crisscrossing ditches and complete irrigation. Even though it is autumn and winter, there are still people arranging it.
The eyes are farsighted and the whispers are flowing.
A mile away from Chidao's inspection team, six farmers in linen clothes were chatting, holding various farm tools in their hands.
"Now that Ying Zheng has come out, what can we do?"
"The Black Dragon Army is protected by elites, and they are also protected by strong bows and crossbows. Not to mention that Taoist Xuan Qingzi and Yin Yang Family Dongjun are accompanying us on this trip."
"It's useless even if the wild old man and the others come in person."
"It seems... Ying Zheng is still afraid of death."
"snort!"
One person continued to whisper, sometimes scanning the patrol team that was marching slowly in the distance. His words were full of a different charm, and there was a deep sense of helplessness.
"Can a barbarian tyrant also be called the Son of Heaven?"
"Can you also call him an emperor?"
The person next to him tried his best to suppress his anger and dissatisfaction.
The home and country were destroyed, and everything was lost.
The heart is filled with anger.
"……."
"Needless to say, we cannot act without authorization without orders."
"The Qin State is now gaining momentum and it is difficult to compete with it. Recently... Qin State's Luowang is planning to attack the Mohist government city."
"We should have made plans earlier."
"I hope the Mohist government city can last longer."
One person's words obviously have a lot of power.
After the words fell, everyone around him looked and then nodded.
"Gun City!"
"The Mohist government city was built by Zi Mozi and other Mohists. It is hidden deep in the mountains and is easy to defend but difficult to attack."
"Can the snare defeat the city?"
"I'm afraid they won't even be able to find the entrance to the machine city. Even we... know very little about the machine city."
"In addition, the essence of Mohist organ skills is gathered in Guancheng. It is said that Qin's tyrannical siege weapons in recent years have also been imitated by Guancheng."
"Such a sharp weapon is extremely powerful, and with the blessing of such a sharp weapon, the machine city is even more difficult to break."
"Although Luo Sheng is strong, can he do it?"
One person is suspicious.
The Mohist Government City is a secret place for various schools of thought. Ordinary people don't even know about the Government City, let alone the entrance to it.
Deep in the mountains, the Qin army could not enter.
Even if the people in the trap can get close, it will be difficult to break through the Mo family's machine city, right?
It can be regarded as the last and strongest foundation of the Mohist family.
"The snare method is weird, you don't know it."
"According to what the hall master said, it only took a short time for the Qin State to conquer the Guan City. It's really a pity. I haven't seen the Guan City yet."
The man whose words had carried great weight before sighed.
It is naturally difficult to break through the organ city using ordinary means.
As for Luo Wang, the path that Luo Wang has been taking has always been extraordinary, and... As expected, Luo Wang cannot take down the government city, and what awaits the government city will only be more harsh blows.
"Mo Family!"
"In the past decades, the Mo family has changed quite a lot. Sure enough, even the government city will be gone. Then... they will have no place to go in Zhu Xiajian."
"I heard that the new tycoon of the Mohist family is Mr. Jishui. Who is he?"
"Why didn't Bai Jia show up before?"
There are hundreds of schools of thought, and Mohism has been the master of learning for hundreds of years.
He had many disciples and had a wide range of influence. There were Mohists in Chu, Qi, Lu, and Qin, although the Mohists in Qin had separated from the rest.
But there is no denying the philosophy of the Qin painters.
During the summer, if their farm families wanted to spread out, they could just cultivate the acres directly.
Mohist family?
Tsk tsk.
It seems that it is really gone.
The demise of the Mo family is good news for farmers.
Of course, it's not good news either.
Sometimes he looked at Chidao Yingzheng's inspection convoy in the distance, sometimes he kept whispering, and the conversation changed to another topic.
Mr. Jishui!
It is no secret among hundreds of families. He is the new tycoon of the Mo family. He was personally promoted by the tycoon Lu Zhenlang in Lanling City.
Then, he directly became the Mohist giant and retreated to the government city.
Among hundreds of families, do you really not know this Mr. Jishui?
"Not sure."
"Maybe we'll know later."
They had about the same information about each other, and neither of them knew much about Mr. Jishui. They looked at each other and shook their heads.
"I heard that Xuan Qingzi, the Marquis of Wuzhen County in the Qin State, will be in charge of Jiangnan. It is impossible for the Mo family to go to Jiangnan."
"It's impossible in the Chu land, which is very close to Jiangnan."
"The land of the Three Jin Dynasties is close to the center of Qin State, and there is Ye Teng in Liaodong. Ye Teng is a powerful person."
"It's just Qi Lu."
"Confucianism is also much more honest and stable."
The Mohist family has gained quite a lot of limelight in recent years, whether it is the Mohist giant Lu Zhenlang who repeatedly resisted the Qin Dynasty, or the six-fingered black knight who became famous far and wide.
The voice of farmers has been suppressed a lot.
Now that the Mo family is in trouble, it's really a little bit exciting to hear about it.
"Quickly silence."
"Someone is coming."
A few people were about to continue talking, but then their eyes narrowed, holding farm tools, cleaning water channels in the fields and ditches, and did not say anything more.
"Who are you waiting for?"
A strong wind passed by, and a group of five people walked in from a distance. They were dressed in dark black attire and stepped silently. They held swords and had a sinister and murderous aura all over their bodies.
Looking at these farmers, their eyebrows raised and they asked directly.
When His Majesty the First Emperor inspected Longxi, it was not that people were not allowed on both sides of the road, but... they had the duty of supervision and protection.
"Everyone...my lords."
"I...we are villagers from Shanghe Village in Xiping County. Following the instructions of the village elder, we came here to clean up the ditches."
"I think the river water will be used for irrigation in the coming spring."
Several farmers were frightened, their bodies trembled unconsciously, and their voices trembled a little. They did not dare to look directly at the people in front of them and spoke slowly.
"Yeah?"
The leading man in black chuckled.
He looked at the farmers in front of him, looked left and right, suddenly drew out his long sword, and swept the sword light directly, landing on the heads of the farmers in front of him.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
In an instant, the farmer, who had a frightened expression and a trembling body, instinctively waved the farm tools in his hands to block the sword lights falling on his head.
"A villager from Shanghe Village?"
"If the villagers of Da Qin were like you, Da Qin would have unified all Xia long ago."
"I'm just giving it a try, you'll be exposed soon."
"If you just surrender, there is still a chance of survival."
"If you resist, you will die."
The sword swing just now... was just to test whether they were really villagers. As expected, they did not resist, so there was no need to worry.
Now resist.
The identity is already clear.
Villager?
Where are the villagers?
All the way forward, left and right were blocked, a sharp flute sound floated out, and figures rushed toward them from a distance.
"Ying Zheng's lackey."
"Captured without mercy?"
"Delusion!"
"With just one death, how can we make us surrender to Ying Zheng?"
The farm tools in their hands were disconnected one after another, revealing the swords inside, and activated the Xuan Gong, looking angrily at these men in black, they were indeed insidious and cunning.
Make them surrender?
Delusion!
"Call His Majesty the First Emperor by his name."
"Be punished!"
"kill!"
Since they want to die, it will naturally come true. It doesn't matter whether there are people behind them or whether they have other purposes.
There are adults, princes, Dongjun and others waiting around, and there are hundreds of small families in the area, so how can they be a threat?
Suddenly, the vitality of heaven and earth trembled, swords and swords jingled like rain, and blood spilled into the ditches of the fields, soaking in the seedlings that were still growing under the earth.
"Some of the methods used by the National Protectorate Academy still have some merits."
Looking at the six people they had already killed, they searched their bodies and found nothing special, so they were quite cautious.
Draw the sword and test the authenticity.
This trick has been used many times.
Very useful.
This is credit.
Now, just a hundred miles out of Xianyang, we had such a harvest. When we arrived at Longxi, we wanted to see more, so we ordered the left and right to collect their bodies and go back directly to recover.
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"Lu Sheng and the others were too careless."
A few hours later.
On the galloping road, the chariot of the First Emperor Ying Zheng had already been rushing dozens of miles ahead.
Between the fields and ditches where the blood was originally spilled, the two of them had quietly approached, stroking the earth with some dark red color remaining with one hand, and there was still blood between the breaths.
He muttered for a few breaths and then came out with one sentence.
"There should be no movement, but... Ying Zheng is hateful."
They didn't issue any orders, they just watched Ying Zheng inspect the route, not expecting... Lu Sheng and the six of them would end up like this.
"The Luowang of the Qin State is trying its best to dispatch people to the location of the Mo family's organ city in Chu."
"The hall master has an order, please don't do anything, lest you offend Ying Zheng and cause disaster."
"Send the order, stay calm, stay away from the place where Ying Zheng is inspecting, and endure this moment for the time being."
The other person doesn't look good either.
Lu Sheng and the others were his carefully selected farm disciples, and they were also his favorite farm disciples. They died like this...
Sooner or later we will seek justice for them.
Thinking of Qin's victory in government, I felt powerless.
In particular, the Mohist family's crisis is right in front of us.
"There has been no news from Xia Kui for several years."
"I don't know where Xiakui is?"
Looking at the water-stone road of Qin State not far away, which leads to Longxi, Ying Zheng is in front of the road. It is said that Ying Zheng will inspect the rest of the Xia in the future.
The net is aimed at the Mohist family and wants to destroy the Mohist family.
Farmers are likely to be targeted as well.
"Those are not things we should think about. The hall masters have their own considerations."
"Xia Kui, you have the protection of your ancestor Shennong, so you should be fine."
Xia Kui has been away from the farm for many years, and there has been no news about him for several years. The six halls are in turmoil and strife, and as a disciple in the hall, he feels it deeply.
They believe... there is nothing wrong with being a hero.
"Let's go."
"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time."
Lu Sheng and the others are already dead, and there can be no more casualties in the Qin State.
"Um."
After the words fell, the two people left the place and disappeared into the distance.
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In autumn and winter, heaven and earth are in a state of silence.
Deep in the mountains, cold and heat alternate, clouds and mist are everywhere, the breeze blows, condensing but not dissipating, birds flying across the sky, the clouds are deep and unknown.
Rivers flow through it, and there are many precipitous peaks. It is rugged and graceful, making it difficult for ships to traverse it, and it is even difficult for large armies to reach it.
Layers of mountain defenses form a world of its own.
"Giant."
"The news came from Xianyang that Luo Wang is preparing to send manpower to attack and destroy the city in the shortest possible time."
"The people in the trap have gradually gathered here."
Agency City.
The final foundation of Mohism is also the core foundation.
The out-of-this-world city built with institutions is enough to accommodate tens of thousands of disciples. After hundreds of years of rectification, the city of institutions has its own cycle of growth.
If you have your own acres of land to harvest, you can survive within it, and there will be no danger of food shortages.
Moreover... Guancheng City is backed by a small iron mine, and its output may not be much, but for the Mohist family, it is enough.
The built mechanisms and weapons are numerous and sufficient for their use.
The non-attack hall.
Mohist meeting hall.
At this moment, the Mohist tycoon Jishui, whose black cloak still covered his face as before, was sitting in a high position, with the Mohist elders on the left and right taking command.
After hearing the words of the Mohist messenger in the hall, everyone's already solemn expressions became even more profound. They looked at each other with sad expressions.
They had received this news a long time ago, and in the past few days, they have received more.
"Is there any suspect within a hundred miles of the city?"
He has gray beard and hair and is wearing a tawny linen gown. He is around sixty years old. He is sitting on a futon on the right side. His left hand is made of a machine and has extraordinary agility.
Although he is not tall, his position is very respectable.
He looked at the person who gave the order and said in a deep voice.
"have!"
The man looked ugly and gave a quick response.
"It's a hundred miles away and can be reached in a few days."
"Ying Zheng, are you really planning to attack the Mo family?"
The old man frowned.
I never imagined that this day would come to Guancheng.
"Master Ben is afraid of those who snare you?"
"If you want to enter the organ city, there are several levels of checkpoints."
"In recent months, we have added two more entrances, and there are only three entrances and exits into the city. As long as the checkpoints are blocked, no one can get in."
"There are so many mechanisms and secrets that are difficult to break into. No matter how many people are caught in the trap, it will be useless."
Xuanyi is black and white, and ink represents yin and yang.
A man, in his forties, with a thin face, a shallow scar on his face, and no beard, listened to Master Ban's words.
I shook my head very much. The Government City was a natural hazard and it was absolutely easy to defend but difficult to attack.
As long as they seal the entrances and exits, the snare will not be able to reach them.
The food in the city is enough to hold on for many years.
And the snare may not be able to bring all the power to them.
"Elder Ni Shan."
"Having said that, but... with the ability of the snare, it is impossible not to know the general situation of the organ city. Maybe there are people who snare the snare here in the organ city for a long time, but we didn't notice it."
"Since they dare to come, they must have a strategy."
The man in white clothes was cold and arrogant, with a cold aura, holding a strange long sword in his arms, and the three feet around his body were even colder. He looked at the Mohist elder who made the noise and disagreed.
Snare!
Over the years, the Mohist family has had many dealings with it.
What Elder Ni Shan said is an upright method. What he said is that the snare must enter through the layers of agencies set up in the agency city, and then break through the three entrances of the agency city.