Liu Xuande would never be a succubus of the Eastern Han Dynasty!

This time, the rain of arrows went straight to the siege echelon. The burning fish glue stuck to the surface of the ladders, and even burned the climbing bandits into strings of human candles.

Amid the burning smell, three ladders suddenly broke apart, and the defenders took the opportunity to pour down the last two pots of boiling oil.

The bandit leader, his eyes reflecting the firelight, shouted loudly: "Quick, let Yan Yu move the rear formation to the front formation! Kill those bastards for me..."

Poor captain, because he rushed to the front, he didn't even know that Yan Yu was dead and Mr. Bai was caught.

"Brothers, kill them."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Bei's sword had already fallen in front of him.

"Attack!"

Eight hundred heavily armored infantrymen rushed out from the woods, their black iron armor glistening coldly in the sunlight.

The shield guards in the front row suddenly squatted down, revealing the cold star-like tips of the spearmen in the back - it was the "Dielang Formation" that the Wujun Army had practiced hard.

The sound of metal colliding resounded throughout the battlefield.

The bandit's scimitar hit the iron-clad wooden shield, but was hooked by the short spear that pierced through the gap in the shield and caught on the blade ring.

The spearman at the rear took the opportunity to thrust forward, and the seven-foot iron spear pierced through three people before stopping.

A bandit led his troops to launch a surprise attack from the flank, but stepped on the caltrop net laid by Liu Bei in advance, and his feet were hooked by the barbs, leaving a bloody mess.

“Time, pause!”

Liu Bei crossed his swords to block the arrows, and his eyes flashed with golden light.

The world suddenly froze——

He stepped on the arrows hovering in the air and leaped in front of the bandit vanguard captain's horse. The sword light simultaneously crossed nine vital points at the moment time restarted.

The bandit vanguard captain's tiger-skin cloak was torn into pieces, and blood lines on his chest bloomed like flowers.

"The time has come, all troops attack!"

Suddenly, a roar of steam was heard from the southwest corner of the battlefield.

The Mohist giant suddenly moved his body, and his bronze body knocked down the ancient locust tree, and the sulfur fireball in his palm rushed straight towards Liu Bei.

At the critical moment, Liu Bei swung out his two swords and pierced the giant's joints, using the force to flip over and jump onto the shoulder armor.

“Left eye!”

He remembered the weak point that Mo Tong had mentioned before, and tore open the gear guard with his bare hands, and stabbed Gan Jiang Moye, who could cut through iron like mud, into it.

"boom--"

The Mohist giant lacked the control of the Mohist, moved slowly and without any precautions, and was hit hard by a sword when he was caught off guard.

In an instant, the out-of-control giant stumbled and fell, crushing the bandits' last crossbow position.

The setting sun hangs in the sky.

Liu Bei stepped on the giant's wreckage and raised his sword, and a deafening roar erupted from the Wujun army.

The fleeing bandits were killed by the defenders' rain of arrows, and the moat was filled with charred corpses.

"The time has come, march out of the city to meet the enemy!"

The city gate suddenly opened, and thousands of well-armed defenders rushed out, madly hacking at the bandits on all sides.

"Go back, go back!"

"withdraw!"

Upon seeing this scene, the bandits, who had foresight, immediately led their troops to flee, and while retreating, they even swung their knives at their fellow bandits who were blocking them.

"Dare to kill my soldiers? You're courting death!"

The bandits' eyes were bloodshot, and they completely ignored the orders and rushed towards their companions.

"The overall situation has been decided."

When the golden light faded from Liu Bei's eyes, fatigue spread across his face.

"Hurry and save the wounded!" He tore off his cloak and covered the wound on his shoulder. "There's no need to pursue the bandits who have already escaped the encirclement. Remember, our goal is to rescue and quell the rebellion, not senseless slaughter."

This army had come on a forced march, and at this moment, relying on the huge chance of victory and Liu Bei's encouragement, they managed to temporarily forget their fatigue. However, if they took the risk of forcing themselves to pursue, they might be bitten back by the bandits, and that would be more trouble than gain.

One giant fell, but there were still two giants causing destruction on the spot, as if they wanted to destroy all the energy animals around them.

"Miss Mo, it's up to you from now on."

Without Liu Bei's instructions, a figure on horseback crossed the military formation and rushed straight to the position in front of the Mohist giant.

Mohist Canon: Chapter 45: Pacification of Youquan County

"In the past, our forefather built the Mohist Giant with the original intention of liberating the workers who were building the city wall," Mo Tong murmured as he looked at the giant. "Now, those who came after us have twisted our forefather's good intentions and are using the Mohist Giant to destroy and massacre people... This is absurd and ridiculous."

Mo Tong's white silk boots stepped over the gear wreckage on the ground. With every step, the bronze reeds hidden in the soles of the boots resonated with the magnet in the giant's footprints, emitting a buzzing vibration.

There was a mechanical gleam in those eyes.

"I am Mo Tong, a descendant of the founder of the Mohist school. I have come here to restore order to the Mohist school, to help the Mohists be reborn, so that they can once again walk the world with a body of light."

"Therefore, the great men of the Mohist school, bow to Mohist, to the founder, to me, Mo Tong..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the moment she took off her veil, her three thousand strands of black hair moved without wind - the Mohist mechanical symbols adorning her hair moved like living snakes, piercing into the broken neck joints of the two Mohist giants.

Mr. Bai, who had been tied up like a Muggle in the distance, seemed to sense something and quickly turned back to look in the direction of the city, subconsciously saying: "Miss! No!"

"boom--"

"Not your mother-in-law's."

Sun Jian, standing nearby, slapped Mr. Bai unconscious with a single blow. He then gazed at the Valkyrie-like figure on the battlefield with dark eyes and sighed, "Yes, Xuande is a capable man. How could his companions be anything but ordinary?"

During the march these days, Mo Zhe and Lu Qi often fought over a disagreement, looking like a pair of resentful women, but when it came to the critical moment, they were still very reliable.

"Next, it's my turn."

Sun Jian turned to his lieutenants and ordered, "Among you, send one hundred cavalrymen to follow me. The rest of you will escort this Mohist back to camp."

"only!"

“Bang—”

On the battlefield, Mo Tong was seen pulling open her skirt with her backhand, revealing not her skin but thousands of rotating bronze gears. In the center was a red chalcedony that was pulsating in unison with the 'universal love core' in the giant's left eye.

The gears inside the first giant suddenly reversed, and its five steel fingers blossomed like lotus flowers.

Mo Tong's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, and silver-like lubricating fluid oozed out of his seven orifices - this was a sign that the mechanical body was overloaded.

She bit her tongue and let the blood drop into the wind-hearing disk in the giant's ear.

"Kan is seven, Zhen is three..."

She used blood as ink and quickly wrote the reverse hexagram on the giant's spine.

The bronze shell cracked, revealing the boiling purple-red marrow fluid inside. It was the Mohist secret "blood of non-aggression".

The moment the liquid touched the chalcedony on her waist, the giant's single eye burst into green light, and the out-of-control battering ram stopped abruptly on the ground three feet above her head.

At the same time, the second giant took the opportunity to swing the chain blade, trying to launch a sneak attack, but Mo Tong quickly jumped up on the palm of the first giant.

The golden bells on the toes exploded, and three hundred fine ox-hair needles instantly shot into the joint holes of the chain blade.

She rolled over and pressed herself against the back of the giant's neck, inserting her fingers directly into the power hub - the mechanical nerve cord wrapped around her arm like a snake, squeezing the artificial skin so hard that it cracked inch by inch, revealing the fine steel skeleton underneath.

"Everything has a soul, I know you are in pain..."

She murmured, pressing her iron arm against the giant's crown.

The fragment of "Mozi" in the giant's skull sensed the direct bloodline and finally stopped resisting.

"Woo!——"

As the sound of huge gears turning came, everyone on the battlefield focused their attention on Mo Tong and the two giants around him at this moment.

The giants who had just lost control and gone berserk suddenly bent their knees at the same time, and the air waves they created instantly blew away the surrounding enemy and friendly soldiers.

This scene shocked Liu Bei so much that he quickly stopped time, caught all his men in the air, and placed them steadily on the spot. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"...Damn it! If I'd reacted a little slower, I'd have only lost a small portion of my troops fighting the war, but the commotion caused by subduing the enemy would have caused huge losses. It really wouldn't have been worth it."

The Wujun veterans, who had personally experienced the might of the giants, dropped their ring-handled swords to the ground after witnessing this incredible scene.

"Oh my god... this little girl actually treated the Mo family's Iron Shura as a puppet!"

Liu Bei sheathed his sword, took a few steps forward, and caught the falling Mo Tong steadily. The huge gravity caused his feet to sink into the pit.

"Sorry..." Mo Tong's voice was a little awkward, "This body is mechanical, so it's a bit heavy, but my original body is actually very light..."

"Oh?"

Liu Bei had carried the young master before, and that weight was top-tier. Mo Tong's was at most just a small hill, but he wouldn't say that. Instead, he smiled and said, "But I don't believe it."

"Hey—really, really, otherwise next time we meet in person, you should try to hug me too!"

"No problem," Liu Bei replied instantly, "Then I will do it for you then."

"???"

The most shocking thing at the scene was undoubtedly some of the Mohists who participated in the battle among the bandits - they knelt and looked at the girl in Liu Bei's arms. Her mechanical spine was clearly visible under her torn skirt, but she looked more like a god than any flesh and blood body.

Mo Tong also raised his hand at the right time, wiped the silver oil from the corner of his mouth, and said loudly: "From today on, the Mo people will only obey the orders of the benevolent."

"Ow—"

"Ow—"

Upon hearing this, the two giants roared to the sky, and the sound waves shattered all the mechanical bees within three miles.

The chalcedony on Mo Tong's waist was full of cracks. She hugged Liu Bei in her arms. She was obviously in a mess, but she smiled like a bride who had soiled her wedding dress.

In terms of leading troops in battle and personal combat abilities, she is indeed inferior to Liu Bei, and cannot even fight against the giant of Mohism alone.

But when it comes to technological manufacturing and manipulation of Mohist creations, then she, Mo Tong, is the second-highest-ranking figure in the entire Mohist school, second only to the Mohist masters.

Even though he controls this imperfect body, he is still stronger than most Mozhe.

A weakened genius is still a genius, and a weak person strengthened a hundred times is still a weak person.

"Thanks a lot."

Liu Bei touched Mo Tong's head, then turned his gaze to the entire battlefield——

A large number of bandits have completely fled, and the vanguard troops have been completely destroyed. The remaining bandit leaders fled to different directions with their troops.

The defenders in the city were still chasing the enemy, while the officers and soldiers brought by Liu Bei followed orders and rested in place. Some of the Lu family's private soldiers, led by Lu Qi, were counting the captured supplies.

Not far away, hundreds of people were escorting Mr. Bai towards this side.

This also means that the Battle of Youquan County ended with a complete victory for Liu Bei's army.

But winning the battle was only the first step. Due to the death of County Magistrate Zhu Huan, their next top priority was to restore people's livelihood and even to rectify the unrest caused by the plague in the city.

After doing all this, after a short rest, Liu Bei's army marched towards Haiyan County again.

It can be said that the task is heavy.

"But before that, let's enjoy the fruits of victory first."

Liu Bei raised his sword and shouted to declare victory: "We succeeded!"

Mohist Chapter: Chapter 46: I want you to marry the eldest lady!

From Quan County, inside the city.

Mr. Bai, with a bruised nose and swollen eyes, was dragged in front of Liu Bei by the officers and soldiers. The latter picked up a bucket of water and poured it directly on his head.

"Wow--"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Mr. Bai felt the suffocating sensation of ice and quickly opened his eyes. After seeing the face of the person in front of him, he froze in place again.

"How can there be such a handsome man in this world? Could it be that I have already reached heaven?"

"God damn it."

Some of the officers and soldiers nearby were city defenders, and their companions died in the attack. Upon hearing this, one of them kicked him in the back.