The Mohist Plot Aimed to Break the Pass by Winning Hearts; the Giant Crossbow's Terrifying Twang Shattered Rong Jian's Composure

On the other side, the Mohists were indeed troubled.

Rong Jian clutched a scrap of iron he had picked up not far outside Wu'an City, rubbing it over and over as he felt its texture and toughness.

His gaze kept drifting toward the Steam Turrets atop the city wall, his eyes full of curiosity and fascination. "Who would have thought Zhao Cheng could transform Wu'an City into this in just half a year...

It seemed the Steam Engine was even more formidable than they had estimated."

Guan Han, who had once infiltrated Wu'an City, sighed beside him and added, "Zhao Cheng has been Lord Wuwei for only a little over half a year. He spent the first three months studying steam mechanisms, so he had less than three months to actually build the city.

"But look at these walls, turrets, and Repeating Crossbows, not to mention the Rail-Cars and Textile Machines inside the city. Steam Engines have been put to use in every aspect of life, and the people's livelihoods have improved beyond measure.

"This efficiency is simply unbelievable."

"What's the point of saying all that!"

Jing Shao suddenly cut him off, apparently displeased by his tendency to dampen their spirits and inflate the enemy's prestige. "No matter how impressive the Steam Engine is, it was built by our Mohist disciples!

"The technology belongs to our Mohist School. If Zhao Cheng hadn't forcibly detained our disciples, and those spineless cowards hadn't been willing to work for him, how could such groundbreaking achievements have ended up in the hands of a Blood Butcher?"

The other elders immediately chimed in. "Exactly!

"Qin Guli and Xiangli Qin were fools, too. They disregarded the Mohist rules and helped Tyrannical Qin with its technology. They've brought shame upon the Mohist School!"

"Alas, if Qin Guli