Chariots Gallop and Neigh, Seeking Secret Movements; Words of Respect for Mohist Pavilion Stir Red Warmth

"Damn it, it really was all made of iron.

And all of it was forged from top-grade iron. Though many parts were hollow, it was still incomparably heavy. Even by harnessing the forces of heaven and earth—wind, water, and the like—it should not have been able to move about so freely. What kind of sorcery could make such a huge thing run?"

The more the two investigated, the more alarmed they became. They examined many places, yet aside from a few simple mechanical structures, they saw no other complex mechanisms—nor did they find anything like an altar for performing evil arts. They could not make heads or tails of it.

Under the soldiers' stares, as though they were country bumpkins, the two were too embarrassed to continue investigating. They simply returned to their seats and waited to see how this huge thing would start moving.

The Iron Dragon Horse had been stopped for quite some time, but they did not have to wait long before someone informed them that it was about to begin its return journey.

The two immediately perked up. Each turned to one side, their eyes fixed tightly on every detail within the carriage.

Then came a thunderous roar, like a divine dragon exhaling!

Hiss!

A tremendous force surged through the entire carriage, making it shake!

Clang!

"It moved! It really moved!"

The two stared wide-eyed, their gazes sweeping everywhere, yet they could not see any changes in any part of the carriage, nor could they see any mechanism in operation.

They could only feel an enormous force coming from the vehicle, as though some colossal beast at the front were pulling this gigantic Iron Dragon Horse.

The vehicle began to move slowly, and then its speed steadily increased.

"How is it moving?"

After watching for so