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Moreover, the boulder was extremely huge, and it quickly piled up as high as a small mountain.
Divide the Qin army arranged like a long dragon into three sections and isolate them.
It is impossible for them to break through the boulder's defense to protect Ying Zheng in a short time!
Yingzheng is in the middle of the third section, and is also in the most awkward position where he can't advance or retreat. Both the front and back are blocked by boulders.
And the falling boulder on the top of the mountain didn't seem to have the slightest intention of stopping. It kept rolling down, smashing Yingzheng's chariot to pieces.
Many soldiers around were crushed under stones, unable to move or were directly crushed to death!
And at this moment, on the steep stone wall, two or three white behemoths climbed down the stone wall!
Looking closer, it turned out to be a tiger-like white tiger made of wood.
The various components of the mechanism White Tiger look really exquisite, which is eye-opening.
Those who came were the leaders of Mohism who drove the holy beast White Tiger of the Mohist institution.
The soul of the white tiger mechanism beast swooped down along the stone wall and fell into the remaining soldiers.
It's like a tiger in a herd, and after only a few rounds, these soldiers were scattered, and they howled miserably for a while.
When everything stopped, Qin Jun outside the boulder could be heard ready to move.
It was just using manpower to immediately shake the pile of stones that were as big as a small mountain bag.
Nothing more than whimsical, it will take some time.It's just that during this period of time, the power of the Mohists is enough to make what they want!
The few remaining soldiers stopped Ying Zheng behind them, watching the white tiger in front of them vigilantly, trembling with fear.
The white tiger of the mechanism stopped, and after a sudden change in appearance, a door was opened, and many people walked in one after another from the inside, it was the Mohists headed by Gao Jianli, as well as the quicksand.
"It looks like they're all here!"
Ying Zheng pushed away the soldiers standing in front of him, and walked up to them with extremely calm eyes.
Gai Nie looked at Ying Zheng in front of him, and for some reason, he felt terrified in his heart!
"Yingzheng, you are cruel and heartless. You murdered Confucian scholars, exterminated human thoughts, and harmed the common people. You are fatuous!"
Gao Jianli stepped forward with a stern face, pointing at Ying Zheng with the Shuihan sword in his hand, the cold air was overwhelming!
It actually caused the temperature around here to drop a lot out of thin air, making people feel chills down the spine!
"Is the widow as unbearable as you say?"
Suddenly there was a voice in the air, full of great majesty, the source was unknown.
As if he is the supreme being in this world, his aura is unparalleled!
Everyone was surprised, and "Ying Zheng" in front of him showed a strange smile.
Gai Nie suddenly yelled and shouted: "We have been tricked, this is not Yingzheng!"
It's a pity that it's too late, the very tightly blocked stone collapsed at this moment!
Chapter 527 The Death of the Mo Family
"boom!"
The stone wall piles blocking the two sections of the plank road in the canyon were blasted to pieces, like thunder rolling in the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth.
"This?"
The people of the Mo family who were guarded by Gao Jianli were all shocked, but in their eyes, "Ying Zheng" in front of them actually grabbed his face with his hands.
Pulling off a piece of oily yellow human skin in his hand, this is a human skin mask, and this person is Zhang Han, the leader of the Shadow Secret Guard who guards Yingzheng.
"The Mo family is rebellious, how dare they kill the king!" Zhang Han looked at the group of people in front of him coldly.
At this time, the Qin army who smashed the rocks ran in one after another, surrounded it, drew their weapons, and were aggressive.
And at the very end of the line, a huge chariot slowly rose.
Inside sat a man with a dignified complexion, wearing a black brocade robe with dragon pattern, the power exuding from his body could sweep the world, and his chest could hold the heavens, the earth and the stars. There is no other man with his temperament in the world.
"Ying Zheng!"
Seeing it, everyone seemed to have just woken up from a dream.
They were caught in the trap. This talented and bold first emperor was indeed unparalleled in strategy, otherwise he would not have created the unprecedented foundation of the world with his own strength.
Everyone in the Mo family looked at each other, all of them could understand the meaning of seriousness, and looked at the covetous Qin Jun.
Without saying anything, Gao Jianli silently took out his long piano and played a piece of Ambush from Ten Sides, showing his chilling intention to kill the enemy.
Xuenv took out the emerald green flute cooperatively and put it on her lips.
A piece of Yangchun Baixue, played with it, is full of infinite tragedy and reluctance.
Ying Zheng didn't disturb them, he had to wait for a quarter of an hour for this wonderful song!
The two played as if no one else was there, and used this beautiful musical note to connect with the world and build a bridge.
The end of the song, the end of the song!When all the dust settles, they each draw their swords and make that fateful decision.
……
"howl!"
There was a long and mournful roar, and the sound continued, getting farther and farther away.
The pungent wind blows through the narrow canyon, and corpses are piled up on the ground one after another.
Encircled and suppressed by the Qin army, only Zongheng and Quicksand retreated in the end.
Except for the elderly Ban Master, the Mo family has basically buried their bodies here, because they all came here with the ambition of dying.
Maybe from now on, there will be no more Mohists.
Gao Jianli was still fighting, exhausted at this moment, squatting on the ground, holding in his arms Xuenv whose body had already died,
Around him are mostly the corpses of Qin Jun, and some of his friends who fell silently are his friends, Big Iron Hammer, Robber Zhi... and unknown Mohist disciples.
Although many Qin soldiers were killed, it was nothing compared to the [-] armored soldiers.
The two armies lined up, and Ying Zheng stepped down from the chariot himself.