Chapter 740: Fumeng Lingcha's Fury
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Records of the Human Emperor Chapter 740: Fumeng Lingcha's Fury

Chapter 740: Fumeng Lingcha's Fury

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

One hundred and fifty thousand experienced craftsmen were in the city, and though they were normally laying bricks, placing tiles, and building the city, when a battle began, they would become one hundred and fifty thousand pairs of eyes. They could serve as the best scouts and lookouts. No one should have been able to sneak past their eyes and infiltrate the city.

Yet it was a fact that before Dayan Mangban launched his sneak attack, no one in the city had noticed anything strange. Simply put, the enemy had not climbed over the walls, but had infiltrated the City of Steel beforehand.

From a certain perspective, this was utterly inconceivable.

"This… Time has been short, and we still haven't had time to properly investigate. However, according to the procedure laid out by Lord Marquis, after the incident, we cleaned up the area and discovered several broken wooden chests.

"These chests all had a large hole, and half of the steel and building modules were missing."

Behind Wang Chong, a young officer, about twenty-eight years old, described the results of the preliminary investigation.

Wang Chong's brow furrowed, but he quickly understood what was going on.

I really did underestimate him. He must have done something while the products were being shipped from the capital and the provinces. This Tibetan madman seems to be a far more meticulous person than I imagined, Wang Chong quietly said to himself.

In order to maintain secrecy, Wang Chong had sealed many of the modules for his City of Steel in wooden chests so that outsiders wouldn't be able to tell what was inside. A large hole being made in these chests wasn't enough to draw any sort of concern, but that so many steel modules were missing completely changed the nature of the matter.

There was a high chance that this was how the Tibetans had managed to sneak past his eyes as well as the eyes of the one hundred and fifty thousand craftsmen.

"I understand. Let's leave the mat

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