In fact, in Zhao Rui's view, the mere Maurya Dynasty is nothing at all, and whether it can be taken down is just a matter of time.
It is a coincidence that since this day, the heavy rain has not stopped for three days and three nights, and floods have broken out in the Shuizhai area and even in the three cities and eighteen towns nearby.
Ashoka was miserable and suffered from enemies from both sides. He originally wanted to take advantage of Lin Wei to create the magic weapon and have a decisive battle with Zhao Rui.
As a result, God actually worked against him. On the one hand, he had to carefully deploy and defend Zhao Rui at all times, and on the other hand, he also dispatched troops and generals to rescue the floods in the three cities and eighteen towns near Shuizhai.
The Maurya Dynasty was in chaos from top to bottom, and the monarchs and ministers were noisy and unhappy all day long.
King Blue River really wanted to help King Ashoka solve his problems, but now God seems to be on the side of Zhao Rui.
Isn’t this the death of the Mauryan Dynasty?
In this way, for seven consecutive days, Ashoka was extremely busy.
All the civil and military officials in the court had previously focused on Zhao Rui. Because a strange rain fell and caused a flood, they shifted their thoughts from Zhao Rui to the flood.
In just a few days, a total of 30,000 Li people were displaced, and the three cities and eighteen towns near the water village were reduced to a living hell.
Ashoka had originally spent a lot of money because of Zhao Rui's continuous aggressive attacks, and was already unable to make ends meet, and the treasury was empty.
Now there is another flood, and countless people need to wait for his rescue, and every expense is astronomical.
However, Ashoka had no choice at all. He had no other option but to support this mess.
Compared with Ashoka's distress, Zhao Rui was actually also very distressed.
The rain continued non-stop. Although he got his wish and completed the construction of the water city in just two days, if he wanted to send troops to launch a fierce attack on King Asoka, it was simply not feasible.
The world situation is changing rapidly, and now everything he sees is being soaked by floods. He doesn't know how to maintain it.
After Xu Shengfeng recovered from his serious illness, he saw the heavy rain outside and began to worry about Zhao Rui from the bottom of his heart.
At the same time, Lin Wei, who had been staying in the room making magic weapons, had already achieved results.
In the past few days, Wang Yao has always been by his side, and he has completed one after another of the greatest works in the world.
In the afternoon of this day, Lin Wei and Wang Yao finally worked together to create a magical weapon that was astonishing to heaven and man.
It's called "Flaming Knife".
This flame knife is actually equivalent to the bomb of later generations, but its power is still some distance away from the bomb, and its outer shape was painstakingly designed by Lin Wei to look like a blade.
Just ignite it with a fire stick, and the flame knife will explode. Lin Wei was so satisfied with his masterpiece that he named this magical weapon "Flame Knife".
At this time, the room was in a mess. After thirteen days of sleepless nights, Lin Wei and Wang Yao finally took out weapons that could be seen.
Lin Wei said: "I will personally dedicate this thing to King Ashoka. I am not afraid that King Ashoka will not clear the grievances of our Lin family."
Wang Yao looked very excited, nodded repeatedly and said: "Brother-in-law, the ancestors of the Lin family are knowledgeable and will definitely be happy for us."
Seeing the bright sun shining brightly at this time, Lin Wei sighed deeply and said: "In life, you can't help yourself."