I practiced magic in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 55: Mechanical beasts will never be slaves unless they are provided with food and shelter
"Soldiers, we must eliminate the traitors and evildoers today! Follow me and kill them all, leaving no one alive!"

Yuan Shao, holding the famous sword Tai'a and wearing golden armor, has an outstanding appearance and a majestic demeanor. At this moment, he is rushing into Zhang Rang's mansion with thousands of soldiers in a heroic and vigorous manner, and takes the lead in killing Zhang Rang's family members.

Since he took over as the Inspector of the Imperial Guards, he had already secretly figured out all the assets and power of the Ten Eunuchs in Luoyang City. Now, of course, he would follow the map and wipe out the eunuchs' power one by one, wiping out all the eunuchs' power at once.

"Spare your life!"

"I am willing to pay for my life, please show some mercy!"

"Ah! Father-in-law will not let you go!"

The families of the Ten Eunuchs begged for mercy, and even held up gold, silver and jewelry, just to buy a way out for themselves and their families. But what they welcomed was only the flash of swords and the shadow of knives, and only ruthless slaughter.

The world has suffered from the Ten Eunuchs for a long time. In order to make money for the emperor, the eunuchs not only severely offended the aristocratic families, but also extended their black hands to innocent people, sucking their blood and marrow from the bones, and squeezing the fat and blood of the people, which has long caused public resentment.

What's the point of begging for mercy now?

The mansions of Zhang Rang, Zhao Zhong, Bi Lan, Duan Gui and others were filled with blood and killing. Their relatives and family members, no matter how arrogant and domineering they had been before, all became victims of the sword and died to atone for their sins.

Within the two palaces, He Jin's former subordinates were also killing people. All the eunuchs in the palace, regardless of size, good or evil, were killed. Some were even killed by mistake just because they had no beards.

It can be seen that at this time, all the soldiers under He Jin had gone crazy with killing. They were too lazy to investigate and identify. Anyone they saw who they didn't like would be killed with a knife, causing the palace to become a river of blood and piles of heads.

Cao Cao was originally very angry, but now he looked at the scene in front of him with confused eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in dejection: "The imperial dynasty has ruled for 400 years, but today its majesty is completely lost."

The Eastern Han Dynasty used the study of prophecies and divinations as the foundation for governing the country, preaching that the king's power was granted by heaven and that the emperor was supreme. It attempted to use the theories of mysticism to make the people fear and awe, so as to maintain the legitimacy of its own rule.

But the consequences of doing so are extremely serious. Once the court loses its authority, it will be difficult to make the world submit.

Cao Cao suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. He seemed to see the tragic scene of the future where the one with the strongest army would become king, causing chaos in the world.

The famous horse under his crotch stepped on the stone road, making a dripping sound of horse hooves. Cao Cao soon ran into Yuan Shao who was leading his men to burn and kill people in the palace. He hurriedly rode forward and asked him sternly: "Benchu, is this your real purpose? Why do you do things so ruthlessly?"

At this time, Cao Cao was full of passion and only wanted to serve his country. He was not yet the treacherous hero in the future who would kill countless people by any means necessary. He still had some sincerity towards the Han Dynasty.

Looking at his long-time friend, Yuan Shao was silent for a long time before he replied: "When Qin lost its power, the whole world chased it. Now the Han Dynasty has lost its virtue. This is God's will. Shao is just following the trend. Meng De, you are a smart man. You should know that even if I am not there, there will be others who will do such a thing."

Cao Cao looked at his former best friend in disbelief, with an expression of extreme anger on his face: "Why did it have to be you? Didn't we swear to work together to create a prosperous era and bring peace to the world?"

Yuan Shao turned his head, avoiding Cao Cao's angry gaze. His expression was calm and indifferent. He did not answer Cao Cao's question, but asked him: "Why can't it be me? Meng De, getting rid of the old and welcoming the new, changing the dynasty, can't it also create a peaceful and prosperous era?"

At this moment, the two people's ideas have obviously diverged.

Yuan Shao looked at Cao Cao, who was still full of indignation, and left him with only one sentence: "Meng De, don't you see clearly? The world today is no longer the world of the Han Dynasty. It's time to wake up from the dream in your heart."

After saying this, Yuan Shao led his troops out of the palace without looking back.

Cao Cao felt a dull pain in his chest as he pressed his hand on the hilt of the Sword. For some reason, he recalled his previous conversation with Wang Jing. He was filled with mixed feelings: "Could it be that my previous thoughts were really wrong? Is it really as Yuan Xu said, that the aristocratic families and powerful clans are the cancer that parasitizes on the country?"

confused.

at a loss.

Cao Cao originally thought that he could see the world clearly and firmly believed that everything he did was right, but at this moment, he felt unprecedented confusion about the future.

But the fire beside him, driven by the strong wind, quickly brought him back to reality.

Seeing that the fire was getting worse, Cao Cao dared not hesitate and immediately took more than a thousand soldiers under his command to put out the fire that was spreading throughout the palace. Then he took the frightened Empress Dowager He Lian to Deyang Palace, met with the court officials and nobles who had rushed over, and took charge of important matters.

At the same time, in order to quell the chaos as soon as possible, Cao Cao issued orders to Wu Qiong and the soldiers of the City Gate Camp, asking them to send people to pursue Zhang Rang and others and retrieve Emperor Liu Bian.

Thanks to Cao Cao's efforts, the chaotic situation was finally restored to calm, and the people's hearts in Luoyang City were stabilized.

By the time Cao Cao finished his work, it was already late at night.

At this time, to the northeast of Mengjin Port, there is Xiaopingjin Ferry.

Zhang Rang, Duan Gui and Bi Lan were left with only a few dozen palace servants. They were at the end of their rope and had no way out.

The cold river water in front of me flows slowly, like the underworld, which makes people feel nervous. As the evening breeze blows, there are also bursts of fog, which can't help but make people feel a little chill in the dark night.

In the night, the stars are like fireflies.

A horseman came galloping over, and the sound of horse hooves stung the sensitive nerves of Zhang Rang and others.

"It's you!"

"Long time no see."

Wang Jing pulled the reins and raised the horse's hooves high. At this moment, he was smiling, as if he was a hunter who had found his prey: "The three of you are traveling together. Where are you going?"

When Liu Bian saw Wang Jing, he burst into tears of joy and asked for help: "Is the General of the North Central Army here to save me?"

"Of course, but only Your Majesty."

After Wang Jing finished speaking, he glanced at Zhang Rang, Duan Gui and Bi Lan with murderous intent. He picked up the Overlord Bow hanging on his back and slowly took out three heavy black iron arrows from the quiver tied to the horse's buttocks. "Today, I will personally send the three of you to hell."

Bi Lan recognized the weapon in Wang Jing's hand and screamed in fear: "Ba Wang Bow? You killed He Jin!"

After Bi Lan's reminder, Zhang Rang also recognized that the weapon in Wang Jing's hand was the Overlord Bow. He instantly thought of He Jin who died under the Lieyu Arrow.

At this moment, Zhang Rang understood clearly that the young General Beizhong in front of him was the real murderer who had shot and killed He Jin from hiding in the dark!
It’s a pity that Zhang Rang realized it too late.

The two sides were only about 20 or 30 feet apart. Just as he was about to make a gesture to cast a spell, he heard the sharp sound of an arrow breaking through the air.

huh~
The bowstring trembled, and before Zhang Rang could even fight back or beg for mercy, Wang Jing shot an arrow in the head. Even the defensive formation of his robes was of no use.

The heavy black iron arrows were originally designed for close-range killing. Combined with the powerful force of the Overlord Bow, even ordinary armor can be shot through with one shot, let alone a mere robe.

The scene was so horrific that it was unbearable to watch. Zhang Rang's brain mixed with blood and skull fragments formed a flower of death on the ground that was both beautiful and terrifying.

"It's your turn now. Do you have any last words to leave behind?"

After shooting Zhang Rang to death with one arrow, Wang Jing then calmly turned his gaze to Duan Gui and Bi Lan, with two other arrows between his fingers.

The two knew they had no chance of survival, so their faces were filled with grief and indignation. They shouted at Wang Jing, "You all call us treacherous, but didn't we do those things according to the order of the late emperor? Now you blame us again. However, we are not the only ones who are causing trouble for the world. Didn't the noble families also exploit the locals and oppress the people? Why don't you, the General of the Northern Army, enforce justice for the people?"

Facing Duan Gui and Bi Lan's sophistry, Wang Jing smiled coldly and refuted with contempt: "If I am in power, I will punish the aristocratic families for their evil deeds in the future, but before that, I might as well use you ten constant servants as sacrifices. Don't cry out for injustice in front of me. For all the evil you have done, it is not a pity for you to die."

The Ten Eunuchs were rampant throughout the country, robbing and plundering people by trickery and force, forcing countless people to lose their homes and lives.

Just because aristocratic families and powerful clans are not good people does not mean that the Ten Eunuchs who are hostile to the aristocratic families and powerful clans are good people. To the innocent people of the Yanhan Empire, the difference between the two sides is nothing more than bad and worse.

"It seems there are no other last words."

"General Bei Zhonglang, don't be too complacent. We are waiting for you on the road to the underworld!" Wang Jing ignored the wailing of Duan Gui and Bi Lan. He drew his bow and arrow without hesitation and shot the two men, ending their sinful lives.

roar~
At this moment, the black lion descended from the sky and roared at Wang Jing.

"Um!?"

Wang Jing was surprised for a moment, and suddenly drew his bow. The Fiery Feather Arrow was instantly in his hand, and the blazing flames illuminated the surrounding area for dozens of feet. He drew his bow but did not fire it, confronting the powerful enemy in front of him.

"Your Majesty, please retreat behind me."

When Liu Bian heard Wang Jing's cry, he came to his senses from beside the bodies of Duan Gui and Bi Lan. He hurriedly ran behind Wang Jing, his face full of panic and at a loss as to what to do.

Wang Jing looked at the Moshi in front of him with a serious expression, secretly shocked: "What the hell is this? A mechanical device created by the Mohist school?"

Although I have seen legends about Yanshi similar to the period of King Mu of Zhou in some ancient books, I was still deeply shocked by the scene when I saw it with my own eyes.

After opening the Qi-reading technique in the "Purple Star Emperor Qi Chapter", Wang Jing saw the secret of the Mo Lion and was amazed by it: "The Mo family's mechanical technique is said to be inherited from the ancient Yanshi lineage. It can use Yuanqi to drive dead objects and infuse thought energy to shape the spirit of the tool. The objects created can come alive and even have independent consciousness. It is really incredible!"

The black lion seemed to have no intention of clashing with Wang Jing. It glanced at the dead Bi Lan, then looked at Wang Jing and spoke in human language: "I am the black lion. Are you willing to be my new master?"

"The Mo Lion, one of the five great mechanical beasts of the Mohist school!"

Wang Jing's eyes lit up with a strange light. The Mohist School was one of the various schools of thought in the pre-Qin era, and it was a prominent school of thought at the time. Both in status and strength, it was superior to Confucianism. Its disciples were spread all over the world, and its influence at the time was enormous.

Mozi himself was a descendant of the fifth-generation monarch of the Guzhu State. He was born into a noble family with a profound family background. He inherited the ancient Yanshi lineage, but later gave up the life of wealth and glory and established the Mohist school. He advocated universal love and non-aggression, and advocated unity and virtue. He was supported and respected by many middle and lower class civilians and artisans in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods.

The five great mechanical beasts are the strongest masterpieces of mechanical engineering created by Mozi himself. They are said to possess extremely powerful combat capabilities, which are not inferior to the real mythical beasts.

Even after Mozi's death, the five mechanical beasts were no longer tools or treasures to the Mohist people. They carried a large amount of Mohist knowledge and had intelligence, just like humans. Therefore, they were often respected as "teachers" by Mozi's disciples.

Wang Jing asked doubtfully: "Senior, you are of noble status, why do you have to serve me as your master? Jing is not a descendant of the Mohist school."

Moshi changed to a comfortable position and lay on the ground, complaining: "Do you think I am willing? The Mohist School is no longer a prominent school, and the Juzi Order has been lost, so there is no one to inherit the Mohist School. So I can only wait until the next Juzi appears, and then I can retire after my success."

After hearing this, Wang Jing understood.

Mozi originally created the five mechanical beasts with the obvious purpose of maintaining the Mohist orthodoxy and serving as a trump card to ensure the continuation of the Mohist school.

However, during the reign of Emperor Wu of Han, all schools of thought were abolished and Confucianism was the only one respected. Even Taoism, which was once at its peak, was helpless and could only lie dormant, not to mention other academic schools that had already declined.

Since then, the Mohist School has been silent for hundreds of years. There has been a lack of talent and the inheritance has been cut off. Most of the five great mechanical beasts have gone into hiding and dormant in some remote mountain corner. Only the Mohist Lion is still active, secretly waiting for the appearance of a new Mohist Master.

Although the mechanical beast can be immortal, its activities require the consumption of a large amount of spiritual jade containing Yuan Qi, which is why Mo Shi chose to cooperate with Bi Lan.

Now that Bi Lan is dead, Mo Shi sees that Wang Jing is dressed luxuriously and thinks he must be quite rich, so he is willing to serve him as his master.

After all, the mechanical beast will never be a slave unless it is provided with food and shelter.

Wang Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this. He came out to grab a head, and yet he could encounter such a good thing?

However, Wang Jing did not take Mo Shi's words that he recognized him as his master seriously.

When Bi Lan, the former master, died, Mo Shi changed his allegiance very smoothly, without any intention of revenge for his former master.

It can be seen that this so-called recognition of ownership is most likely just a formality and should not be taken seriously.

But even so, the Black Lion is undoubtedly an extremely powerful combat unit. Even if it does not sincerely join Wang Jing, as long as it is willing to work, Wang Jing will not lose out.

"Senior Moshi, you are joking. I am unworthy of being recognized as your master. If you don't mind, you can serve me in my mansion. It just so happens that I am quite interested in mechanical engineering. I just hope that you can give me some pointers in your spare time. Jing will be satisfied."

Wang Jing flattered Mo Shi a lot, obviously intending to inherit the Mohist mechanical skills and Yanshi lineage's knowledge.

Compared to Bi Lan, a fool who can only summon the black lion to fight, what Wang Jing really values ​​is not the black lion itself, but the knowledge it carries.

It is only because Wang Jing, who came from later generations, deeply understood that knowledge is the only truly priceless treasure.

Mo Shi was very satisfied with Wang Jing's attitude. "Not bad, you are much more pleasing to the eye than that old fellow Bi Lan. He only thinks of taming me, but he doesn't know that I only obey the masters of the Mohist school. You are quite smart. You know how to start with Mohism. Haha, if you can really become Juzi one day and regain the Juzi Order, I don't mind serving you sincerely as my master."

"Become a Matrix?"

Wang Jing was stunned, then quickly shook his head and declined: "No, no, I can't even do universal love and non-aggression, let alone frugality and non-joy."

In Wang Jing's opinion, the position of Mohist Master is very unfavorable. He has to live frugally, refuse to enjoy anything, and even oppose music. Isn't this an ascetic monk?

Wang Jing, with his lazy and idle personality, would definitely not be able to accept it.

After dealing with Moshi, Wang Jing rode his horse to Liu Bian, and bowed to the young emperor while sitting on the horse: "Your Majesty, I am late in coming to your rescue. Please forgive me."

Liu Bian looked at the "horrible-looking" Mo Shi timidly, then looked at the tragic bodies of Zhang Rang, Duan Gui and Bi Lan. He was so nervous that he could not speak clearly: "My dear... there is no need to be polite... I... I... forgive you..."

Wang Jing couldn't help but sigh when he saw this. Shi Zimiao was really unreliable. He had ruined a good prince. Even if such a person sat firmly on the throne of the emperor, he would most likely be a tyrant who was played around by powerful ministers.

After executing the chief culprit, Wang Jing did not make things difficult for the palace servants that Zhang Rang had brought with him. Seeing that they were still standing timidly aside, he sternly reprimanded them, “Why don’t you help His Majesty onto the horse? This is a remote place, full of dangers. I must escort His Majesty back to the palace immediately!”

Upon hearing this, a group of people took action. They hurriedly pushed Liu Bian onto the horse. Not far away, Lu Zhi just arrived with his men.

He also temporarily requisitioned a carriage from the people. When he saw that Liu Bian was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his clothes, and went forward to suggest: "Your Majesty is young and may not be able to withstand the bumps on the horse's back. It is better to take a carriage."

Liu Bian certainly didn't like riding a horse, and the armor on Wang Jing was very hard and made him very uncomfortable.

Therefore, as soon as Lu Zhi opened his mouth, he immediately dismounted happily, sat in the carriage happily, and then looked at Wang Jing with fear on his face.

After all, the scene of Wang Jing killing someone just now gave the young boy a great shock.

Wang Jing didn't care about this.

After settling Liu Bian, Lu Zhi finally had time to look at Wang Jing, a young man who had recently gained fame in Luoyang City: "Your Majesty's safety depends entirely on you, the Northern Army General."

Lu Zhi had no ill feelings towards Wang Jing. In fact, because he had previously served as the General of the Northern Army, he even felt a bit close to Wang Jing.

As for Wang Jing, he had long heard of Lu Zhi, a famous Confucian scholar, so he spoke very politely: "Minister Lu, you are too polite. This is my responsibility. How dare I take credit for it?"

Not to mention Lu Zhi's status in the court, the fact that he was the teacher of Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei was enough for Wang Jing to have a good relationship with him.

After killing Zhang Rang, Duan Gui and Bi Lan, Wang Jing used the Qi-gazing technique of the Purple Star Emperor Qi Chapter on himself and immediately discovered that his fate and fortune had become stronger. He couldn't help but marvel in his heart: "It turns out that practicing the Purple Star Emperor Qi Chapter can actually plunder the fortune of others and enhance my own fortune?"

The more deeply you practice this kind of technique, the more extraordinary it will seem.

Even in Wang Jing's opinion, "Purple Star Emperor Qi" is not much weaker than "Nine Refinements of True Yang", but he currently knows too little about this technique and can only explore it slowly on his own.

(End of this chapter)