I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 281 Sword Forger! Art is an explosion! Dayong Heavy Industry!
The secret room under the city.

As Han Shao finished speaking, it was not just a few Mohist sages who were thoughtful.

Li Jing and others also felt something.

Because the wise words spoken by Han Shao just now, although simple and straightforward, clearly revealed the inner nature of the disputes in this world.

Just like a knight-errant in the market, he is strong when he has a sword in his hand, and others dare not bully him.

On the contrary, if there is no sword, the so-called life, death and dignity are all decided by other people's thoughts.

The same is true of the current war between the two clans in Youzhou and Grassland.

If Dayong is still in its heyday, no matter how crazy the mad dog is at the end, how can he dare to go south wantonly?

It's just that a few Mohist sages couldn't figure out for a while what this statement had to do with the future of their Mohist family.

Where are the 'variables' for change?
Seeing the undisguised doubts in the eyes of several people, Han Shao raised the formation drawing in his hand and smiled.

"This is...the sword!"

"It's also your Mo family's variable!"

"Because you are the only ones capable of forging swords!"

Drawings, drawn by Han Shaoneng.

But to put it into practice, Han Shao would not be able to do it in a short time.

Because that requires a lot of experience and experimentation.

What Han Shao lacks most now is time.

Therefore, leaving professional matters to professionals is undoubtedly the best choice for Han Shao.

After hearing Han Shao's words, several Mohist sages did not rush to answer.

Obviously, they were not carried away or complacent because of Han Shao's tone that it was all about you.

"So... the champion is asking us to forge swords for you?"

They are just homebodies and lack experience in dealing with people.

But they are not stupid.

At this point, why don't they understand that the champion wants them to work for him?

Unexpectedly, Han Shao smiled and shook his head.

"It's not about making swords for Han, but about making swords for the people of the world! To make swords to practice the Mohist philosophy of non-attack!"

"And Han just hopes that you gentlemen can trust Han and let Han be the sword holder for you!"

"Of course you can also understand it as... cooperation."

It’s all the people in the world again.

This is another Mohist concept of non-attack.

Han Shao's words can be described as righteous and awe-inspiring, firmly occupying the highest moral point.

The eyes of several Mohist sages flashed, and they were obviously moved.

Han Shao, who was already in trouble, saw this and quickly added fuel to the fire.

"If you gentlemen are willing to trust Han and let Han be the sword holder, Han will naturally reciprocate the favor."

Putting righteousness first is false.

Words that confuse and coerce are also temporary.

Only tangible benefits are the only way to stabilize a relationship.

Several Mohist sages were indeed real people, and they subconsciously asked after hearing Han Shao's words.

"What does it mean to reciprocate a favor?"

Han Shao smiled.

"Han plans to build a Mohist academy in this champion city in the future to attract young children and talents in the city to study Mohist theory!"

"All repairs and miscellaneous expenses will be fully borne by Han!"

"Gentlemen...what do you think?"

After hearing Han Shao's words, several Mohist sages finally looked a little shocked.

"Master Hou, is this true?"

The decline of any one hundred schools of thought has many reasons.

The Mohist family, which was once in great prosperity, was even more like this.

In addition to the changes in the environment and the suppression of the Confucianists, their sworn enemies in the past, the existence of the Mohists has always been feared and disliked by the subsequent unified dynasties.

Because in the eyes of rulers, the most important thing is to maintain stability.

As for the Mohist school, whether it's those weird technologies or the Mo Xia who causes trouble all day long, they are the source of instability.

The combination of many factors makes it reasonable for the Mohist family to decline.

Over the years, there have been some Mohist sages who have been eager for change and wanted to imitate Confucianism in teaching without distinction, establishing academies and schools to pass on doctrines.

But due to many helplessness, it was never able to take shape.

But now Han Shao, the champion, took the initiative to mention this matter, giving them hope.

They were naturally excited.

Han Shao laughed when he heard this.

"As a gentleman says, a horse is hard to catch. How can it be false?"

"If you gentlemen are willing, Mr. Han would also like to invite you gentlemen to serve as teachers in the academy. Is that possible?"

Not noticing that Han regarded himself as a Confucian gentleman, several Mohist sages looked at each other and nodded directly.

"Okay! It's settled then!"

"We promise to be the champion!"

Han Shao just spoke out, even at the risk of offending their Mo family.

It can be seen that the character of this champion is not bad.

Even if such a person holds a 'sharp sword', he will not bring trouble to the world.

What's more, the formation drawing itself came from the hands of the champion. As long as the other party wants to, even without them, some things are just a matter of time.

After thinking about these issues, the previous rejections and hesitations no longer existed.

Seeing these Mohist sages agreeing so simply, a flash of surprise flashed in Han Shao's eyes.

But this is also easy to understand. Compared with the twists and turns of Confucianism, people like Mohism have continued some of the characteristics of 'science and engineering' talents.

Agree and reject are nothing more than the final choice after clarifying some internal logic and reaching a conclusion.

Han Shao laughed in his heart.

"Then it will be a pleasure to work together."

With that said, he handed the formation drawing back to them.

But I didn't expect that several Mohist sages not only didn't answer it, but instead took out a storage bag and handed it to Han Shao.

"This picture... we actually don't need it anymore..."

When the Mohist sage said this, he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed.

After all, they were the ones who resolutely handed back the drawings just now.

But in fact, they had already memorized this picture.

Not only did they memorize it, they even copied it and made a relatively crude physical object.

Han Shao took the storage bag with a puzzled look on his face.

"This is?"

The Mohist sage touched his nose and laughed dryly.

"It's what the champion has in mind."

As he said this, he felt a little embarrassed.

"It's just that this formation seems simple, but there are so many ways it can be applied. We can only make this in a short time."

Hearing this, Han Shao took advantage of the situation and put his spiritual thoughts into the storage bag, and then his eyes that were still calm suddenly lit up.

"How powerful is it?"

Hearing this, the Mohist sage hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed with a bit of unbearability.

"If we prepare properly, with this one thing, within half a mile, there will be no one left alive in the Xiantian Yuan Realm!"

A warrior, even if his talent is acceptable.

From foundation building and blood coagulation to Houtian Qi state, it will take at least several years of hard work without the assistance of external objects.

But in front of this thing, it only takes a moment to kill and injure everyone!
This is also the reason why they feel that killing is too severe.

But compared to the unbearable looks on the faces of several Mohist sages, Han Shao's face was red and his expression was exciting.

"Good! Good! Very good!"

Three good words in a row are enough to show Han's mood at this time.

Art is a blast!

Thanks to the ideological imprint of insufficient firepower in the previous life, almost every time traveler has the dream of building guns and cannons to conquer everything.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that it was due to the restrictions and changes in the rules of heaven and earth. Han Shao tried many times but failed to fiddle with gunpowder.

In desperation, I had no choice but to change the track.

I want to give it a try through the formation.

After going around in such a big circle, now he finally saw the real results, how could he not be excited.

"How... how do you trigger this mine?"

Creating this thing is relatively simple. It is nothing more than compressing the vitality through a formation and then releasing it instantly.

But how to induce it has always been the reason that restricted Han Shao from applying it in practice.

mines?

Hearing Han Shao spit out this name, several Mohist sages looked at each other. Suddenly I felt that the name "Landmine" was quite appropriate.

"I'm waiting here... There is a spiritual stone built into the mine that can pull the formation through spiritual thoughts."

"When used, it only needs to be sensed by spiritual thoughts to activate it."

It's easy to say.

But in fact this is not simple.

At least Han Shao didn't know that such a spirit stone existed.

Just as every industry in the previous life had its own information cocoon room, hundreds of schools and schools in this world also have such information cocoon rooms.

This is also the fundamental reason why these schools have a foothold in the world.

But Han Shao soon became concerned about a problem.

“How much does this cost?”

War is about resource consumption.

Even people are a resource.

So everything has to be costed.

Perhaps it was Han Shao's "careful" attitude at this time, which was in sharp contrast to his previous generous and generous attitude toward them, and several Mohist sages couldn't help but smile.

"Don't worry, Lord Marquis, the spiritual stone used to draw the spiritual thoughts is just a primer, so only gravel is needed."

"It's not a lot of waste."

After hearing this, Han Shao finally breathed a sigh of relief secretly.

As long as the cost is not high.

It seems that this time, my unexpected surprise can give Shibi that mad dog an unexpected surprise.

In this way, it can be said to be a double happiness!
Han Shao was in a happy mood, and then said to several Mohist sages.

"Can you please sages make more of these things before the war?"

Saying that, Han Shao was afraid of being rejected by a few people, so he quickly restrained his joy and looked sad.

"It's not for Han, but for Han's son who is about to fight a bloody battle with the barbarian dog!"

"Although it is the duty and mission of warriors like them to guard the territory and protect the people, but after taking off their armor, these men are still flesh and blood!"

"It may be the person in a woman's dream, or the child at the knees of her parents, or the father who has a young child on his shoulders!"

"The war is coming, and Han has to send them to die, but he can't bear it!"

After hearing Han Shao's words, several Mohist sages looked moved.

Then suddenly, he had some understanding and resonance with the 'non-offensive' concept that Han Shao had previously tampered with.

'To stop fighting and use weapons, this is not about attacking! '

Simply putting down your weapons is useless.

That would only result in the enemy's slaughter and humiliation.

Only by holding weapons and sharp swords can we truly stop violence and calm everything down!
And they, the Mo family, can forge swords!

Realizing this, several Mohist sages bowed deeply to Han Shao.

"Master Marquis, you have a kind heart! This is a blessing to the world!"

"Please rest assured, Lord Marquis, we will do our best!"

When Han Shao saw this, he helped the people in person and said humbly.

"The men in the army regard me as their master, and the people in the city regard me as their master. As the master, it is Han's duty to do so!"

Seeing that these Mohist sages have become his own, their thinking gradually falls into the same channel as his own.

Han Shao also had a little less scruples at this time.

Then he asked about the idea of ​​applying that formation to other places.

Such as guns, cannons...

Only this time, he was slightly disappointed.

"Master Hou, this..."

"We're afraid we won't be able to do it in a short period of time."

The leader of the Mohist sage looked embarrassed.

The principle of the so-called "guns" and "cannons" new things in Han Shao's mouth is not complicated.

That formation is still applicable.

But helplessly, the process of the formation absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth is too slow.

Making landmines doesn't matter.

You can have time to wait for it to 'recharge' slowly.

But when it comes to war, it won't work.

If you have that time, it would be better to fire a few more rounds of the Pogang Crossbow.

In addition, there are many issues such as the material that can withstand high-pressure energy and the miniaturization of the formation engraved on the barrel.

These cannot be solved in a short period of time.

It requires repeated experiments, countless failures, and then slowly improved.

After listening to the Mohist sage's story, Han Shao let out a long breath.

I also knew in my heart that I was a little impatient.

When a new thing comes out, it requires countless accumulations before it can finally take shape.

It cannot happen overnight.

So he quickly adjusted his mood and watched several Mohist sages apologize.

"No rush, take your time."

"We have plenty of time!"

This time the mine was successful, giving Han Shao a glimmer of hope.

A glimmer of hope for real change in the world.

In fact, from the inside, Han Shao felt that this world was abnormal.

Even deformed.

Strong individual strength creates the unique charm of this world.

But at the same time, it also restricts or even distorts the development of the entire world.

In this long period of time that lasted for more than two thousand years during the Yong Dynasty, the world seemed to have fallen into some kind of stagnation.

It seems that it has been like this since ancient times.

In addition to the same practice, it is nothing more than that the sword is stronger, the sword is sharper, and the arrow can shoot farther.

Other than that, nothing seems to have changed.

There is no flying magic weapon that allows ordinary people to soar in the sky, and there is no device that allows people to communicate across thousands of miles.

Even on the battlefield, there was no extraordinary armor that allowed the soldiers to perform far beyond their own strength.

There are only great practitioners who stand aloof like gods.

There are only ordinary people who are as humble as dust and ignorant as ants.

It shouldn't be like this, right?

There are some things that they can obviously do.

It can even be done better!

Because compared to the short lifespan of those scholars in previous lives who rushed for decades, they obviously have more time to deal with all this.

But they didn't.

They spent all their time and energy on torturing this so-called world.

Let all living beings in this world play with them the cruel game of one thought of life and one thought of death!
For countless years, I never tire of it.

But in Han Shao's opinion, this was simply boring!

There are some things in this world that if others don't do and others can't do well, then he has to do it himself!
The supreme position far away in the sacred capital of Haojing is like this.

Start changing the world, and let this world that has remained unchanged for millions of years have a different appearance and color, and the same is true!

At this moment, Han Shao suddenly thought of the short CG of [Da Qin Heavy Industry] that he had seen in his previous life.

Maybe he can use the Mohist method and formations to completely recreate it in this world.

Thus, he personally created something that belonged to him, Han - [Dayong Heavy Industry]!
Of course, maybe a prefix will be changed by then.

But this is not important.

The important thing is that he has seen hope!

He can do it!

……

The moment he walked out of the secret room under the city, Han Shao glanced back at the secret room behind him.

Then he suddenly gave a compliment to Bank of China, who was a little scared and uneasy.

"You did a good job."

When these words came out, BOC was stunned.

Before he could say anything, Han Shao continued.

"Let the six gates keep an eye on this place. If there is any change..."

"Kill him!"

……

(End of this chapter)