The murderous intent in Zhao Rui's eyes increased, and he wanted to cut the old man in front of him into pieces right away.
But now Tuoba Xue is still trapped inside, so she can only find a way to rescue people first.
After letting out a slight breath, Zhao Rui put the King Yu Sword back into its scabbard and threw it to the old man.
"Lead the way!"
The old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but when he got the King Yu Sword, his body obviously dropped a bit.
Although this knife looks simple and unpretentious, the blade and scabbard weigh a total of about 200 kilograms, so most people can't really lift it.
At first, Tuoba Xue just put the knife on the ground and leaned on it for a while, but his whole body ached and he couldn't get off the ground for several days.
However, this old man's kung fu was really profound. He forced himself to take a breath and actually lifted the King Yu Sword.
"Your Highness, please come inside!"
Zhao Rui didn't say much and walked into the Mohist main forum in a swaggering manner.
This place truly deserves to be the number one fortress in the world. Within a hundred meters of walking, Zhao Rui saw no less than 300 types of mechanisms.
Moreover, the mountains and buildings connected to the city gate outside are two hundred meters thick.
If someone wants to attack this fortress by force, they may not even be able to enter the city gate.
Zhao Rui took a deep breath. If he were to attack here according to the civilized state of this era, not to mention a million troops, even tens of millions, it would probably be useless.
Unless gunpowder can be made to blow up the mountain outside.
Although Zhao Rui was just a doctor when he was at Blue Star, chemistry itself was one of the subjects of medicine. It was extremely easy for him to prepare gunpowder.
You can even use sugar or salt to make simple explosives.
I don’t know how long I walked, but I finally saw a towering attic. From the attic to the square, thousands of Mohist disciples were practicing martial arts there.
Near the attic, two old men with gray beards who looked to be a hundred years old were sitting there playing chess, with Tuoba Xue standing beside them.
When seeing this scene, Zhao Rui couldn't help but frown.
He could keenly feel that there was a smell of gunpowder between the two old men playing chess, and the thousands of Mohist disciples practicing martial arts below were wearing black and white clothes.
Judging from the fact that the martial arts they practiced were not the same, and they were facing each other tit for tat, even though the distance between the two sides was far away, one could clearly feel the killing intent bursting out from them.
"Hua Qianfan, what do you mean? What does the matter between the two of us have to do with this female doll? Why are you tying her here?"
Hua Qianfan laughed loudly, and then looked coldly at the old man opposite.
"Hua Qianqiu, I heard that you have a great friendship with this little girl. I just invited her over today to watch us play a game of chess. Why are you so excited?"
Hua Qianqiu's hand couldn't help but tremble, and the chess piece fell to the ground with a jingling sound.
"Don't go too far. There is no need to involve outsiders in the disputes within our Mo family!"
The smell of gunpowder between the two sides became stronger again.
Zhao Rui finally understood the relationship between them.
Hua Qianqiu should be the current Mohist tycoon. He was also the one who helped Rouran in the northern grasslands.
Hua Qianfan on the other side is trying to usurp the position of the Mo family's giant.