So he had to settle for the next best option and choose physical infiltration.
The imperial palace is very large, covers a vast area, and contains hundreds of palaces of various sizes.
Although the Royal Guards guarding the imperial city are elite, Qiao Mu has experienced many battlefields over the past three hundred years. He has experienced the human wave tactics of alien soldiers, let alone these Royal Guards
Qiao Mu didn't know where Hai Wuya was, and had no way to find him. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
So he planned to first kidnap Emperor Yonghe as a hostage, and then ask about Chu Hai Wu Ya's whereabouts.
The location of Emperor Yonghe must be the most heavily guarded place in the imperial palace.
When Qiao Mu passed the Taihe Gate and looked up in front of him, he knew that he had found the right place.
The view suddenly opened up, and right in front of me was the main hall of the imperial palace, the Golden Throne Hall.
But in front of the Golden Palace, dense crowds of imperial guards had already formed into a human sea, waiting in formation.
On the high walls on both sides and on the wide square in front of the Golden Throne Hall, there were densely packed figures and bows and arrows like a forest. It was obvious that they had been waiting for a long time.
"It's a good opportunity to take advantage of the situation and shoot!" Commander Chu Tianming shouted loudly, his eyes wide open with anger.
He himself is a super martial artist, so he naturally knows how to deal with super martial artists.
Super warriors are also made of flesh and blood.
No matter how good your hard skills are, can they withstand a thousand arrows? No matter how much internal energy you have, it will eventually run out.
As for Qinggong? That's even more of a joke!
With advanced Qinggong, one can chase a cicada in eight steps, walk on snow without leaving any trace, and cross a river with a single reed.
But which master with superb martial arts skills can dodge the dense raindrops falling from the sky in the heavy rain without getting his clothes wet
When the number and density of these arrows are comparable to a heavy rain in nature, there is no escape at all!
"With ten thousand people against one person, hand-to-hand combat is using one's strength to attack one's weakness! In close combat, how many people can fight him hand-to-hand?" Commander Chu Tianming said coldly:
"Hand-to-hand combat is a waste of lives. It is the only solution."
"And this is how we fight against super-class enemies. Even if the Eight-Armed Heavenly Dragon were to be reborn, he would still be shot into a sieve!"
Chu Tianming himself is a super-class person, and these tactics of the Imperial Guards were created by him personally after he was humiliated by the Eight-Armed Sky Dragon.
At this moment, under the full moon, the sky is covered with dark clouds.
The dense bow sounds were like thunder, deafening and continuous, just like a violent storm.
Hundreds, thousands, and even tens of thousands of arrows were thrown into the sky one after another, temporarily blocking the moonlight like dark clouds, and even threatening to cover the sky and the sun.
The next moment.
Chichichichichichichichichi!
Dense arrows fell from the sky, and faint rays of light of various colors flashed on the arrows.
The Imperial Guards are the elite troops that guard the imperial city and protect the emperor. Every soldier is a martial artist who has practiced internal strength. Now, thousands of arrows are fired at the same time, like heavy rain falling from the sky, leaving no place for Qiao Mu to stand.
When the sudden rain is about to fall.
Qiao Mu reached into the storage bag on his waist and pulled out the King of Qin's head.
This is not a corpse of flesh and blood, but the golden body of King Qin made of the immortal material, blazing fire gold.
"Qin Wang Shield!"
As the rain of arrows was about to fall, Qiao Mu protected the King of Qin in front of him.
His own bones were crackling, and his entire body shrunk due to the transformation of his flesh and blood, until he could fit tightly behind the broad and thick chest of the King of Qin.
The dense arrows fell on the golden body of King Qin. There was a loud clanging sound and sparks. The arrow heads, which were as powerful as a torrential rain, were obviously deformed and fell to the ground powerlessly.
When the rain of arrows stopped for a while, the ground within a hundred-meter radius of Qiaomu was filled with dense arrows, leaving almost no place to stand.
Only the King of Qin remained standing in the storm of arrows, using his broad and strong chest to block this wave of dense flying arrows for Qiao Mu.
"Some people are alive, but they are already dead; some people are dead, but they are still alive." Qiao Mu shed tears:
"He really did, I cried my ass off..."
Yan Shenji, who was standing on the pavilion with his hands behind his back and looking down, twitched his eyes slightly.
"This is... the warrior of this generation?" Yan Shenji suddenly felt a little confused.
"Don't stop, shoot!" Commander Chu Tianming quickly recovered from his surprise and shouted again.
The Royal Guards drew their bows once again, and waves of rain of arrows once again shot up into the sky.
But this time, after testing the hardness of King Qin's shield, Qiao Mu did not stop.
The golden man made of blazing fire gold was extremely hard. Facing the dense rain of arrows just now, Qiao Mu didn't even need to burst out his internal strength. Just relying on the hardness of the King Qin's shield itself was enough to block the impact of the Royal Guards' arrows.
And now he stepped forward with both feet, held the King of Qin's shield in front of him with one hand, and shot through the air like an arrow, launching a lone charge against the ten thousand imperial guards.
With every step he took, the bricks and stones beneath his feet would crack and sink, and his body would be as fast as lightning, bringing with it a fierce and violent wind.
His lightness skill is not as good as that of the Eight-Armed Sky Dragon many years ago, but as a martial artist with super qi and blood, his body is already strong enough to be extraordinary. Even if he does not use lightness skill and just runs forward, he is like a gust of wind passing by, which is daunting.
He wielded the Qin King's Shield in his hand like the wind, clanging and deflecting arrows from all directions.
He was extremely fast, and he charged forward against the waves of arrow rain, quickly approaching the Imperial Guards lined up in front of the Golden Throne Hall.
"Archers, retreat and change formation!" The commander of the Imperial Guards, Chu Tianming, gave the order again.
"Warriors are only flesh and blood after all. As long as they form a battle formation, they can be killed." Chu Tianming was confident. As a top-notch warrior, he had already experienced the power of these Royal Guards' tactics firsthand.
At the commander's command, the archers who had just fired several waves of arrows quickly dispersed to both sides, and a team of black-armored soldiers rushed out from the vacant space.
This group of black-armored soldiers held giant shields made of fine steel, and the giant shields formed an arc-shaped shield wall between them, stacked up like several layers like a stack of monks.
Another battle formation consisting of lance-bearing soldiers followed closely behind. Spears over two meters long poked out from the gaps between the shield walls, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, and gradually approached following the shield wall.
Behind this team of soldiers, the archers once again raised their bows to the sky. If the enemy relied on their lightness skills to fly over the shield wall at this time, they would become sitting ducks.
The dense shield wall was dark and overwhelming, like a dark cloud sweeping in, giving a suffocating feeling of oppression.
But Qiumu didn't slow down at all, and didn't hesitate at all.
Clearly, I was the only one charging, and the enemy outnumbered me, but I didn't hesitate at all.
This even caused the royal guards who were facing Qiao Mu to feel hesitant, as if this warrior who was charging alone was the one with the advantage in numbers.
I'm too busy today to finish writing, I'll update tomorrow
There are a lot of things to do during the year-end. I have been running around outside all day, and went to see a doctor later in the evening. I didn’t get home until nine o’clock to sit in front of the computer.
My rhinitis is quite serious. I had surgery last year, but it has recurred now. There is no other way to treat it, so I have basically given up on treatment.
I usually have sleep disorders, my work and rest schedule is messy, and sometimes I can't breathe and wake up in the middle of the night.
I just learned from the doctor today that poor concentration is also related to this. It turns out to be a physiological problem. I thought it was a mental problem. I don’t want to type anymore.
I've talked too much. I probably won't have time to finish writing today.
If I had the ability, I would definitely want to write a fucking million words a day, finish the book in two days, and have a holiday the day after tomorrow...
I will update tomorrow. I will update tomorrow.
Chapter 270: Invincible (5k
Deep in the palace.
Hai Wuya listened quietly to the sounds of fighting coming from far outside the window, feeling suspicious.
When the Martial Saint returned to the martial world with his supernatural powers, he saw the Martial Saint with his own eyes, whom he had not seen for decades.
So he could conclude that... the Martial Saint was definitely not a person who would act on impulse. Although he and the Martial Saint had a friendship and had served in the same court, that was decades ago.
But at this moment, listening to the sounds of fighting and shouting in the distance under the cover of night, he became even more suspicious.
Could it be that he had misjudged the Martial Saint
While he was thinking, the door of the side hall opened, and several Flying Fish Guards armed with swords strode in. The one leading them was Chu Xing, the emperor's personal guard.
"Your Majesty, have you changed your mind? You want to execute me early?" Hai Wuya asked calmly.
He looked very calm and had already prepared for death.
Hai Siyuan, the eldest son who was thought to have been dead for many years, returned from the hundreds of miles of desert. He also saw with his own eyes the "Book of Humanity" that he had pursued all his life. He felt that he had no regrets in his life.
That is why when he read the "Book of Humanity", he said, "If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening."
If he had to say what he was still worried about... perhaps it was that he had only read the "Humanity Sutra", but had not yet seen the rise of humanity, and had not yet seen the day when warriors would practice the "Humanity Sutra" and turn martial arts theory into practice.
"His Majesty has ordered... Lord Hai, please come with me." Feiyuwei Chu Xing said.
"Lord Chu, what happened outside?" Hai Wuya asked again.
"Why do you ask so many questions, Lord Hai? At a time like this, you should consider your current identity." Chu Xing answered casually, but an order issued by Emperor Yonghe before emerged in his mind.
Emperor Yonghe was a cautious, suspicious and thoughtful person.
On the one hand, he suspected that the Qiao family intended to assassinate him, and on the other hand, he suspected that the Qiao family came for Hai Wuya.
It was counterintuitive for Emperor Yonghe to see Qiao Shuangzhao break into the battlefield alone and fight against tens of thousands of elite imperial guards.
So he suspected...
"The Qiao family is pretending to build a plank road but secretly attacking Chencang, right?" Emperor Yonghe speculated:
"On the surface, a member of the Qiao family was discovered, but in fact, there may have been a group of people inside the palace."
"Everyone knows that the Qiao family likes to fight alone, but this is just an appearance. Rumor has it that there are also times when multiple members of the Qiao family acted at the same time."
He seems to be a reckless man who fights alone, but in fact he is very cunning. He takes advantage of the stereotype that "Qiao family members always fight alone and never fight in a group" to play a trick of sneaking around.
Therefore, Emperor Yonghe made a decision and secretly sent Chu Xing to the side hall of the deep palace where Hai Wuya was under house arrest and take him away.
After all, the main force of the 10,000 imperial guards in the palace were besieging Qiao Mu. If someone really wanted to steal the chicken, they might not be able to catch up. It was not safe to keep Hai Wuya under house arrest in the deep palace.
Emperor Yonghe's idea was to transfer Hai Wuya to a location that was a certain distance away from the battlefield but within the protection range of 10,000 imperial guards, a location that was neither far nor close to the battlefield.
Moreover, if Qiao Shuangzhao really broke through the battle formation and the situation reached a critical juncture, Hai Wuya might be able to divert firepower.
But when Chu Xing led Hai Wuya out of the courtyard, they looked from afar at the front of the Golden Palace where arrows were raining down like dense rain, blocking out the sun. They saw a lone warrior charging towards tens of thousands of people under the dense rain of arrows.
"That person is..." Although Hai Wuya is old, he also saw the figure from afar.
That should be the Qiao family member in his memory. They looked somewhat similar to his old acquaintances in the Qiao family.
It’s just that this member of the Qiao family was different from the one Hai Wuya had in mind.
All the Qiao family members that Hai Wuya knew were old men. The youngest one was Qiao Zhong, who was also imprisoned in the Tianlao Prison in the past and was already over 60 years old.
The later members of the Qiao family are older than the previous one, but also stronger than the previous one. The older they are, the higher their seniority and the stronger their strength.
However, Qiao Shuangzhai, who appeared in front of him at this moment, was clearly a middle-aged man, but his awe-inspiring aura in the face of tens of thousands of imperial guards impressed Hai Wuya.
Without looking closely, just a glance from a distance, Hai Wuya could conclude that this middle-aged man had deeper attainments in martial arts than any member of the Qiao family he had ever met.
"Is this the Qiao family's dual super strength and power?" Hai Wuya once heard his eldest son Hai Siyuan mention the Great Qin Prefecture City. At this moment, this thought emerged in his mind uncontrollably.
People are very curious about how the Qiao family could quickly produce two super-strong martial artists. This is different from the mainstream spirit-refining super-class in the current martial arts world. It is a different way to become a super-class martial artist.
When Hai Wuya heard about this for the first time, he had a guess in his mind.
"Qi and blood are the foundation of a warrior. The reason why Qiao Shuangzhao of the Qiao family is both superb in strength and power is probably because he has successfully cultivated the Human Dao Sutra, right?"
Logically speaking, this "Humanity Sutra" was just deduced by the Qiao family's ancestor, so it should be difficult for the Qiao family to practice to a high level in a short period of time...
But this is not the only miracle created by the Qiao family.
"If the so-called super-level strength and power are the "Humanity Sutra", then can this be considered a new super-level martial art?"
Hai Wuya's heartbeat subconsciously quickened and he looked at it with bated breath.
After the rain of arrows, teams of Royal Guards formed a shield wall and a forest of spears, like a black torrent, sweeping in from all directions, giving a suffocating feeling of oppression.
And Qiao Mu is just one person.
The super-quality Qi and blood is also made of flesh and blood.
If one does not practice special hard skills, even a muscular man who can tear a wooden board with his bare hands will have a body that is qualitatively no different from that of an ordinary person and can still be injured by swords and knives.
Fighting alone against ten thousand enemies.