"Uncle Wu, help me raise a hand." Diaphragm

As soon as Wu Guang piled up the stones in front of him, he heard the people next to him calling for melons.

He answered, walked over and helped the other party carry the basket full of iron thistles, and put them on the city wall, where the ink had demarcated them, and placed them in a special place for iron thistles.

"Oh mother, I've been working for a day, I'm really tired."

Gua screamed tiredly, and was about to sit down to rest, but as soon as his buttocks hit the ground, he let out a scream like killing a pig, and a body jumped up directly.

"It hurts! It's a public thing to die!"

"Pierced my back door!"

Wu Guang saw that a thistle pear that had fallen to the ground was pierced on the melon's buttocks, and hurriedly reached out to help the melon pull it out. Diaphragm

The miserable cry attracted the attention of many Chu people who were busy on the city wall.

"What are you yelling about, don't you get to work quickly!"

The Chu soldier in charge of guarding came over and scolded, "If you don't do a good job of defending the city, when those Qin people come, all your heads will be cut off!"

Wu Guang and Gua hurriedly begged for mercy and confessed.

The two of them joined in the busy work of arranging the city defense, and according to the instructions of the Mo and Chu pawns, they carried all kinds of materials to defend the city and put them in the corresponding places.

After some busyness, when it was finally time to eat, the two had a little time to rest and chatted against the city wall.

"Uncle Wu, do you think what we have done is really useful? I heard that there are hundreds of thousands of Qin troops going south this time, how many hundreds of thousands are these? Is there a lot of Chu army in our Yangxia?" Diaphragm

Gua blinked, as a poor background, he didn't know what the concept of hundreds of thousands was, as long as the number exceeded his fingers and toes, he couldn't figure it out.

Wu Guang silently stuffed a handful of dry rice into his mouth, and the "clucking" sound of biting between his teeth rubbing.

Although he is called "Uncle Wu", he has just come of age, and his chin is still bare, with few beards.

The reason why he is called "uncle" is just his Wu Guang's words.

Wu Guangben is a member of the Wu clan in Yangxia, although he is a side branch, but he also has surplus wealth, which can provide him with literacy and literacy, and his life is okay.

It's just that with the battle between Qin and Chu, Yangxia was affected, and the soldiers were in trouble one after another, which made the Wu family fall into the middle of the road.

Now that the Qin army is attacking, the Yangxia guard general Feng Houyi recruited the Chu people in the city to assist in defending the city, and Wu Guang was also among them. Diaphragm

He looked up and glanced at the piles of things on the walls.

According to the instructions of the inkmen, a basket of thistles was to be placed on the city wall every few steps, and stones were to be piled up every two steps.

A pile of stones should also be at least 100 or more, and you should throw them with the following to smash the enemy.

Every two steps, a mullion should be placed, a long axe, a long vertebrae, and a wooden crossbow should be set up within a few steps, and its range should be guaranteed to be more than 50 steps.

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And under the city wall, every five steps will also be placed 500 hook claw blades, the tips are sharpened, tied firmly, covered with thatch, as long as there are siege Qin soldiers stepping on it, the feeling is even more painful.

Compared with these defensive facilities, Wu Guang also heard that according to these Mozi's methods of defending the city, not only the Chu soldiers in the city, but even the common people of Qianshou had to go to the city to defend the city.

Every fifty paces of the city wall should be arranged with ten men, twenty adult women, ten old and young, plus sixty soldiers, a total of hundreds of people. Diaphragm

Such a defensive method is extremely tight, it can be called an iron wall, and Wu Guang can't help but be surprised in his eyes.

It's just that when he thought that the hundreds of thousands of Qin troops were heading south, Wu Guang couldn't help but shudder.

Unlike Gua's ignorance and ignorance, the educated Wu Guang knew very well what hundreds of thousands of troops meant.

He peeked at the rough old man and his disciple who were accompanying Chu General Feng Hou Yi to inspect the defense situation in the distance.

Those are the southern inks who came to help the Chu army defend the city.

What popped up in Wu Guang's mind was that when his family road had not yet fallen, he was driving with his father, and he saw a praying mantis on the road in front of him with his arms raised high, intending to resist the rolling wheels.

"The mantis arm is like a car, and it is crushed into dust." Diaphragm

……

"Mr. Deng Ling, the Mo family's art of guarding the emperor is really exquisite, with the help of you and other Mo people, I will definitely be able to keep the Qin army out."

Feng Houyi was very happy, and sure enough, professional things still have to be handed over to professional people to do.

If he defends the city by himself, at most he will prepare some stone and giant trees to defend the city, how can he be so professional as the Mo family, and arrange it properly for you, just looking at the rows of sharp hooks and claws that shine under the city, it will make him feel at ease.

However, Deng Lingzi, the leader of Chu Mo who entered the city this time, had a heavy expression, shook his head and said, "I heard that the Qin army has in his hands the secret technique of the giant cannon left by the former public loser, which can create a device that can shoot a hundred catties of boulders. With this cannon, the small city of Yangxia may be unstoppable."

"Why does the master want to be popular with Qin, according to me, what kind of secret technique is lost by the prince, but the Qin people are just boasting. If there is really such a technique, why can't he Qin Jun even take a single Xiangcheng last year, but he was defeated and returned, hehe."

Beside Deng Lingzi, a young ink artist named Bai Di laughed. Diaphragm

When they were fighting in Qin and Chu last year, they happened to go to the Qi country, and they came and went at the invitation of Qi Mo there, and they did not participate in the battle of Qin and Chu, let alone see the Qin people's giant artillery secret art.

With Bai Di's thoughts, even his Mo family couldn't make something that launched a hundred-pound boulder, so how could Gongyi, who had been dead for two hundred years, have this kind of trick left.

And even if you stay, what? ….

Bai Di said proudly: "Our methods of imperial city are all placed in accordance with the "Book of Ink" left by Zi Mozi, which is the world's first-class magic technique for defending the city."

"In the past, the public lost and attacked Zi Mozi. Zi Mozi unraveled the belt for the city, and used the Mo as a weapon, and the public lost the opportunity to attack the city like nine, and Zi Mozi was nine distances. The attack of the public defeat is exhausted, and Zi Mozi's defense is more than enough. From this point of view, the law of the Mo family should be the nemesis of the public losing line, what a giant cannon, but it is nothing but something that the Qin people boast about."

Feng Houyi on the side nodded yes, but he had other thoughts in his heart.

As a general of the Chu army, he knew the power of the Qin army's cannons, and the reason why he didn't capture Xiangcheng last year was because Xiang was a big city, and the city was thick and thick, far from being comparable to Yangxia, not to mention the tens of thousands of troops in Xiangqu inside, so he could not hold on. Diaphragm

Rao is like this, the walls of Xiangcheng were almost destroyed by the cannons, if there is no rebellion of Gongzi Qi, I am afraid that in a few days, Mengwu will be able to take Xiangcheng.

Therefore, Feng Houyi knew very well from the beginning that even with the help of the ink man, he would never be able to defend this city.

What he thought in his heart was just "to take advantage of the city-abiding law of this group of ink men to carry it for a few days, and then abandon the city and flee, and when he arrives at Chen Ying, it can also be said that he retreated from the battle when Hou Yi fights, and with this excuse, I don't think he will be dealt with by military law in the future."

Hearing his disciple's words, Deng Lingzi shook his head, he didn't think that the words of the giant cannon were false, not to mention that even if the vanguard of the Qin army couldn't break through their defenses with the giant cannon, what about the hundreds of thousands of Qin troops in the rear?

They have no life in this trip

The road is good.

But Deng Lingzi still came with his disciples, and the last ink man of the south came without hesitation.

Just because, in their hearts, absolute "righteousness" and "faith" come first, and for the sake of the ideas in their hearts, even if they go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, they will never retreat a step. Diaphragm

They were the last to inherit the concept of "love and non-attack".

He is also the "last heir" of Zimozi.

They roam among nations, stop big countries from bullying small ones, go to and from bazaars, and help the weak against the strong.

They will always stand by the side of the weak and help them!

Now that the Qin State is attacking Chu and bullying the weak with the strong, they naturally have to stand up and stop it for the sake of the "righteousness" in their hearts.

Death without remorse.

This is their own morality! Diaphragm

At this moment, a burst of exclamations suddenly sounded on the city wall, and countless Chu people screamed.

Deng Lingzi raised his eyes and looked.

Bai Di looked up.

Even Wu Guang, who was resting against the city wall, hurriedly stood up, lay on the wall, and looked out, and when he saw it clearly, his nervous body suddenly stiffened and tightened.

He saw.

On the distant earth, the black flags fluttered in the wind, one after another, and the Qin soldiers in black armor under the banner lined up in a neat array, walking in unison with the sound of drums, and the black pressure was overwhelming, like a long black snake winding from the north.

In the mouth and body of the long snake, there were also fangs and spikes composed of countless spears and halberds, which were dazzling and terrifying. Diaphragm

On both sides, there are countless mighty chariots and cavalry galloping.

The sound of rolling wheels and horses' hooves is like thunder, which is deafening.

Qin Jun, here it is!.

Dongjun who took off