The officials from the Imperial Workshop stood with Meng Jian, their eyes fixed on the angle at which the battering ram was raised.
"Almost there, almost there... Now!"
Meng Jian immediately shouted, "Everyone, get ready!"
His voice was booming, not only loud, but also imbued with true energy.
Besides reaching the ears of the five hundred imperial guards, it also served a synergistic purpose.
The timing of applying force when lifting the hammer is not a major factor, but if the release is not done in a consistent manner, it could lead to an accident.
"Three, two, one, release!"
An invisible force enveloped the five hundred imperial guards, and they released their grip almost simultaneously.
Losing its stalemate, the battering ram began to fall, its speed increasing rapidly.
Thump!
A deafening explosion erupted, the water surface was pierced, and a water curtain several meters high was created.
Qin Zhaoyue's ears rang, making her head throb, but her internal energy circulated spontaneously, and she quickly recovered.
She hadn't expected such a big commotion, but looking around, she realized there were many others like her who weren't prepared.
Especially those without cultivation, many of them covered their heads and looked pained.
After her mind cleared, Qin Zhaoyue quickly looked up and found that half of the battering ram was still sticking out of the water.
Ripples spread out like waves, and the water curtain they stirred up fell like a torrential rain, but that was all; the expected flood discharge did not occur.
Did it fail?
Qin Zhaoqiong, Meng Jian, and the officials of the Heavenly Crafts Bureau all looked very grim.
Especially the Tiangong Division, who manufactured this dam-breaking hammer, did not intend to use it only in Mingyan County.
There are many instances of river channel blockages upstream, so there are still many opportunities for its use.
But how could they accept defeat in their first attempt, which was full of confidence?
"No, no, this can't be right!"
A middle-aged man covered his head and muttered to himself, as if he couldn't accept the fact of failure.
Apart from an old man in charge of water purification, everyone else in the Tiangong Division focused their energy on dredging.
They had a clear division of labor: some planned the flood discharge area, some investigated suitable flood discharge points, and some surveyed the soil.
The man was Cui Liang, a fifth-rank official in the Imperial Workshop, and the blueprints for the improved dam-breaking hammer were his work.
He suddenly stood up and stumbled towards the princess, whose face was ashen.
"Your Highness, something's not right... the voices down there are wrong!"
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