Chapter 57: Mohist school finally met its benefactor!

Chapter 57: Mohist school finally met its benefactor!

However, just when the situation became tense, the strong man in the lead shouted and stabilized the entire team.

Then the gang turned their horses around and fled like the wind.

They sped along the path they had explored in advance, and in just a few dozen moments, they disappeared from sight.

Old Wang led his troops back in anger.

After all, his men were all infantrymen, while the other side were all good horse riders, and they were impossible to catch up with.

Although the generals around him also rode horses, the horses were old and the terrain was complicated, with the ground in the fields being deep and shallow. No matter how they whipped them, the horses were unwilling to run at full speed.

Old Wang could only watch helplessly as the enemy troops gradually moved away.

On the way back, Lao Wang missed Ying Heng's war horse equipment more and more, especially the horseshoes.

Otherwise, how could these fine horses under his command, which had fought bravely on the battlefield, lose to a mob of bandits and robbers?
But that boy Ying Heng refused to give up.

Thinking of this, Lao Wang’s resentment deepened.

Then, the group of people disguised as bandits went around two hills with familiarity and stopped in a secluded depression.

The leader was none other than the wise and resourceful Zhang Liang!
Unlike many heroes who were unable to engage in direct confrontation with the officers and soldiers and were filled with regret and indignation, Zhang Liang's expression was solemn.

They had originally planned to assassinate the First Emperor in Bolingsha, but when they heard that the First Emperor had fallen ill in the palace, they had to adjust their plans and planned to launch the anti-Qin campaign after the autumn harvest.

At this time, Han Cheng, Xiang Liang and other anti-Qin leaders of the six countries led a group of green forest heroes to the vicinity of Xianyang to collect intelligence.

Zhang Liang stood out for his outstanding talents and was chosen as the chief military strategist under the command of the anti-Qin coalition forces.

When the group arrived at a field outside Xianyang city, they found that it was tightly surrounded by a row of soldiers.

The perceptive Zhang Liang intuitively felt that there must be something fishy going on.

So, the scene just now happened: Zhang Liang led a strong team to investigate the situation.

Unexpectedly, when they were still a mile away from those soldiers, an armored army of a thousand men rushed out from the opposite side!

Zhang Liang led his troops to retreat without hesitation.

Although no specific intelligence was obtained, nothing gained is also important information.

Zhang Liang clasped his fists solemnly to Han Cheng and Xiang Liang and said, "My lords, we were driven away just one mile away."

Han Cheng asked in doubt: "So, doesn't that mean we haven't found anything?"

Zhang Liang shook his head and denied it: "No, in fact, we have already found something. The things hidden inside must be far beyond our previous estimates!"

Xiang Liang suddenly realized: "That's right. If it wasn't something extremely important, why would they start to drive people away from them even a mile away, and not allow anyone to get close to spy?"

When Han Cheng heard this, his expression immediately turned serious and he asked, "Zhang Liang, what should we do next?"

Zhang Liang had already made up his mind: "I see that the soldiers on duty are just ordinary soldiers, without swift horses or extraordinary martial arts."

"Perhaps we can ask Master Xiang Yu to come. He will lead a team of extraordinary skills and raid in under the cover of night. He will definitely be able to find the secret and retreat safely!"

Han Cheng and Xiang Liang exchanged glances and agreed that this plan was feasible!

So Xiang Liang immediately sent someone to summon Xiang Yu from Chu to this place.

...Another eight days passed.

During this period, the production of 50,000 curved plows was nearing completion.

Ying Heng transferred most of the manpower of the craftsmen and invested them in the papermaking business.

At the same time, a team of one hundred elite Jinyiwei was dispatched to begin secret work on refining mineral salt.

He has also made breakthroughs in cement research. He is also trying to make bricks using raw materials such as clay, and now he has seen the dawn of success.

During this period, Sun Simiao achieved initial results in his research on "Compendium of Materia Medica". Relying solely on the herbal resources currently available, he was able to roughly restore about 20% of the efficacy of the highly effective wound medicine.

Although it is still far from the ideal effect, it is a groundbreaking contribution to the world.

Because this newly developed wound medicine has a significant inhibitory effect on tetanus, infections and other fatal diseases!
During this period, Ying Heng met with Mo Ningshuang again and took her to visit the production process of new building materials such as cement and bricks.

Mo Ningshuang was deeply shocked again. When she learned that these objects could replace stones to build houses and were strong enough to withstand natural disasters such as heavy rain, strong winds and even small earthquakes, she couldn't help but open her mouth slightly in surprise.

Revealing a row of neat white teeth and that tempting cherry-like tip of the tongue, Ying Heng's eyes lit up.

Ying Heng once again stated that if there is an opportunity, he hopes Mo Ningshuang can lead the elite talents of the Mo family to take over these tasks.

He also suggested that in the future new schools across the country, some of the best Mohist craftsmen could be selected to pass on their skills to the people of the world.

For this, Mo Ningshuang was extremely grateful, with tears in her eyes.

To spread the art to the world is one of the three major visions of Mohism. Unexpectedly, before the great cause of overthrowing the tyrannical Qin Dynasty was completed, the young master had already begun planning for the future of Mohism.

Mo Ningshuang thought to herself that the young master must be planning to overthrow the tyrannical Qin regime first, and then implement these ideas.

At the same time, she worriedly reminded the young master that the tyrannical Thirteenth Young Master who was the regent was actually an unparalleled master and he must be careful in dealing with him.

During the period, Mo Ningshuang shyly asked Ying Heng about his name, background, and marital status, but Ying Heng declined the topic on the grounds that the country was still unsettled and he was not yet qualified to talk about marriage.

All in all, it was another ignorant and joyful day. Mo Ningshuang still didn't know the young master's real name, but the admiration and gratitude in her heart grew stronger.

Mohist finally met his true benefactor!
In recent days, the First Emperor has been able to have some free time and has devoted all his energy to cultivation. His cultivation has reached a new level and he is now only one step away from becoming a Grandmaster.

Eight days later, Xiang Yu, who was nine feet tall and as strong as a tiger, finally arrived a hundred miles outside the city of Xianyang and reunited with Zhang Liang and others.

A secret attack on the first batch of food seeds is about to begin.

The night is as cool as water.

The bright full moon hangs high in the sky, pouring its silvery light on the mountains and fields, like a veil covering the earth.

Taking advantage of the dim night, Xiang Yu brought with him more than 20 masters who were above the peak of the innate level, and both men and horses moved silently.

With grass in their mouths and seeds in their horses' mouths, they move forward stealthily. A surprise attack that will determine the fate of the first batch of grain seeds is about to take place quietly in this silent night.

Arriving at the foot of the mountain, only a mile away from the Qin army guards, the group moved quietly.

With a swish, more than twenty riders jumped off their horses lightly, placed their mounts properly, and took advantage of the cover of night to sneak towards the farmland.

A breeze blew by, and the sleeves fluttered with a slight sound.

In a moment, more than twenty black shadows swept across the ground like a gust of wind, as fast as lightning.

(End of this chapter)