Urban Games: I can see malicious values

Chapter 113 Mohist City: The Beginning of Breaking the City

With the emergence of this clear road.

The remaining soldiers don't need a command at all to know what to do.

The scattered soldiers began to approach that crack.

They know that this is not just a crack, but also a ladder to their glory and wealth.

As for danger?

To be a slave is also to die, to lead to glory and wealth is also to die.

No one makes a wrong choice.

Those soldiers not only climbed the cracks by themselves, but also took the initiative to dig along the branches of the cracks, so that more soldiers could climb online.

At this moment, it wasn't just the sharp-tailed shark that wanted to survive that began to panic.

Even those Mohist disciples who were planning to denounce the sharp-tailed shark with the same enemy panicked.

At first they thought a small crack was nothing.

After all, although there are cracks in the wall, the whole can still function as usual.

But now it is different, now the whole wall is covered with cracks.

Not only is the defensive ability of the city wall much worse, but they can no longer continue to manipulate the city wall freely.

More importantly, the wall was originally forcibly raised up to this point by the magic power of the Mohist school.

Now that there is a large-scale trauma, the entire city may collapse. This is what they absolutely don't want to see.

Just when Jianwei was hesitant to see if there were any other props that could repair the wall.

The few Mohist disciples who had just used low-level magical powers stood up again after whispering to each other.

"Jianwei, although we hate you very much, the damage to the city wall was caused by our negligence, so please allow us to repair the city wall."

As soon as this sentence came out, not only the sharp-tailed shark was surprised, but even the disciples of the Mohist school stepped forward to stop it.

"Zixin, why are you here, why are you here!"

"That's right, senior brother, we'll fight them after the city is broken, we can't watch you die in vain."

"Yeah, it's not you who are at fault for this matter, but another senior brother. Why do you treat yourself like this?"

Those Mohist disciples are still waiting to say some disgusting words.

But the senior brother Zixin stretched out his hand and pressed it down, motioning for everyone to be quiet.

"Everyone, brothers and sisters, just listen to me."

"The matter was decided by the few of us together. Although the person in charge was another senior brother, I also played a big role in this."

"Now the wall of the city wall has been severely damaged. If it is not repaired, no one can survive. If I can repair the city wall by myself, everyone still has a chance."

"If you have read the classics of the Mohists carefully, you should know that I am practicing the way of the Mohist, and you should not stop me."

After speaking, the other Mohist disciples finally fell silent.

It's just that many good men have tears rolling in their eyes from time to time.

Senior brother Zixin, who is the direct descendant of the giant, now wants to practice the morality of the Mohist school through death.

Has the Mo family been bullied to such an extent?
"Everyone, you don't have to feel bad for me. You should be happy for me."

After Zixin finished speaking, he walked up to the battlements step by step.

Then he shouted loudly, "Scenery, when the light comes, the scene will die; if it is there, it will last forever; if I am like light, the enemy will retreat."

After finishing speaking, he jumped and jumped directly from the hundred-foot-high city wall.

Even the sharp tail shark was a little moved when he saw this scene.

At the beginning, I would choose to study by Meng Sheng's side.

It must be because I saw this kind of action by the strong to take the initiative to protect the weak.

Well, another reason is that he really thinks the other party is a good thigh, so he took the initiative to get close to him.

After seeing Zixin jumping, the other Mohist disciples stepped forward one after another, and surrounded the place where Zixin had just jumped.

Zixin's body began to change in the air, and finally turned into a black jelly, and then began to repair the city wall.

"Ah! Why didn't you fight them? Brother Zixin used everything he had to repair the city wall, and he couldn't even keep his clothes."

"Stop talking about being discouraged, senior brother Zixin has died, you don't want him to see you like this, do you?"

Before these people had time to say a few more words, they discovered that the other bachelors below had made a move.

When those miscellaneous school disciples saw someone jumping down from the other side, they naturally wouldn't feel that the other side wanted to give up.

But they didn't expect that the other party would directly use their own lives to repair the city wall.

It was Jiang You who stood up and pointed out, and they knew why the other party jumped down so actively.

"I know that person. He is Zixin from the Mo family. He still owes me seven jins of wine money. If he dies, his debt will be wiped out, but after all, I have had a few drinks with him."

"It's inconvenient for me to do anything with his remains, but you can do whatever you want. You can't let my second brother's efforts go to waste, right?"

Jiang You said, and began to organize the bachelor's attack.

The other bachelors are gearing up in place.

You see, who said they are useless.

Who said they have no chance, isn't military merit here?
Before Zixin's body was completely attached to the city wall, most of it was already scattered.

When the Mohist disciples saw this scene, apart from anger, there was also sadness.

Senior Brother Zixin is dead, what will they do?

A sense of loss, powerlessness, and grief all surged up.

A Mohist disciple silently stood on the battlement.

It seems that it is the one who just said "fight with them".

"Brother Zixin, I will accompany you!"

After shouting, he also climbed to the top of the city like Zixin, jumped, turned into jelly, and filled the city wall.

When the other Mohist disciples saw this scene, they also smiled wryly.

Brother Zixin from the reform faction was the first to jump down.

The most radical war faction also chose to take a leap.

What other options do they have?

The big deal is to follow Senior Brother Zixin.

Then I saw Mohist disciples jumping off the hundred-zhang-high city wall like dumplings.

The following hundred disciples saw this scene, and naturally some were happy while others were sad.

Worrying is because some people with a long-term vision feel that the Mohist school, the most prosperous hotbed of physics at present, is about to disappear.

I am happy because, since the Mohist school is gone, is it possible that their theories will replace the Mohist school and become a prominent school?
Although that possibility is very small.

But, I mean but, what if, what if their theory really replaces Mohism as the dominant school?
Those hundred disciples went crazy at this moment.

No one cares whether the Mohists are practicing their own morality.

No one cares whether the demise of the Mohist school is a loss of the inclusiveness of all schools of thought.

This is something that is destined to wait for historians and other scholars to discover it.

Now the remaining scholars have only one goal, and that is to knock down all the ink blobs falling from the air.

Looking at those excited bachelors, it was difficult for Yan Shu to understand this behavior.

After all, he didn't live in this era, and he couldn't understand why the Mohist on the opposite side would choose this way of death, and he couldn't understand why there was any joy in killing people.

If he hadn't been forced to do so, he would still be willing to take the initiative to treat him.

"Ugh."

"Brother, why are you sighing?"

"Fourth brother, I don't understand why they chose this way of death."

"I do have some opinions."

"what?"

"Because some people don't want to see what they practice be stained even if they die."

"It's hard to understand."

"They are a group of pure idealists, with the most lofty beliefs in the world, to protect the weak, eliminate wars, be kind and loyal, to maintain the dignity of those small countries as much as possible, and to resist those powerful hegemons."

Yan Shu thought about it for a while, as if thinking of someone, but then shook his head helplessly.

One is now, one is in the distant future, one is a school, and one is a behemoth.

How could it be the same, and then he shook his head again and said, "It's still hard to understand."

At this time, Jiang Jin saw that Jiang You was feeling a little bit emotional, so he took the initiative to ask.

"Fourth brother, isn't this kind of behavior stupid?"

"Fifth brother, stupid? Isn't this kind of behavior romantic?"

Jiang Jin frowned in confusion and said.

"It's hard for me to understand."

Jiang You narrowed his eyes gently and said.

"You, it's hard to understand"

(End of this chapter)