Chapter 288: Kill Him, Who Will Protect My Brother?
The wind was a little cold and hard. Even though he had prepared himself mentally, Ying Chengjiao still couldn't see Zhao Gao's movements clearly.
He is only a short distance away from the highest military force of this era, but this short distance is an insurmountable chasm.
Withdraw, retreat, and exchange space for time.
The distance between the two was still narrowing, but Ying Chengjiao's body was ready to respond as time passed.
This was not the first time he had fought against top masters—Yue Nu, Lu Gou Jian, and Gai Nie.
His rich combat experience ensured that he would not be killed instantly by Zhao Gao even if he did not draw his pistol.
Seeing that Ying Chengjiao did not make any move to draw his gun, Zhao Gao was puzzled but immediately attacked.
The strong wind brought by his hands was like a small tornado, and his fingers were like silver hooks, chopping, pointing, poking, and pressing. Every point that fell was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
Ying Chengjiao's internal energy flowed throughout his body. He did not defend himself under Zhao Gao's attack, but defended instead of attacked. His every punch and kick was accurate and peaceful, and majestic.
Like a raging sea in a violent storm, he pushed with his shoulders, threw his elbows, smashed with his fists, and slapped with his palms. Every part of his body could be used as a weapon, and he fought Zhao Gao madly.
The two men were as agile as two monkeys and as fierce as two tigers in the side hall of Zhangtai Palace.
The attack of one is rather feminine and ghostly, with lotus flowers blooming in a small space and lightning striking wherever it lands.
First, the attack is like the blazing sun. You cannot look at it directly. Every move you make is very loud. It's clear that if you don't dodge or block it, you will get broken bones and tendons.
The two fought dozens of rounds in less than half a minute.
In the mind of the First Emperor, the situation should have been one-sided, but in the end Ying Chengjiao was only slightly at a disadvantage and seemed to be able to fight Zhao Gao on equal terms.
When did this guy become so skilled in martial arts? I wonder why he has been so confused recently and has been making big mistakes. It turns out that he has wasted his precious time on this reckless path!
The First Emperor's face became even worse. The First Emperor, who had never cared much about personal bravery, did not appreciate Ying Chengjiao's martial arts.
"Gai Nie, aren't you going to help Cheng Jiao?"
"Your Majesty, are you giving orders to Nie?"
Looking at the Sword Master's expectant eyes, the First Emperor paid close attention to the situation, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.
Gently, he said sternly: "Cheng Jiao is in danger, Zhao Gao can be beheaded!"
The Sword Master looked away in disappointment.
How could the young master be in danger? Although his martial arts were not very good, he could still protect his vital points from Zhao Gao's men who had no sharp blades.
It hurts so much. If Zhao Gao could fight the enemy with his bare hands without any weapons, he would be invincible...
Ying Chengjiao frowned slightly.
His thighs, calves, upper arms, forearms, waist, abdomen, chest and back all felt pain deep in the skin. That was the result of Zhao Gao's fierce attack. This was the price he paid for attacking instead of defending.
Of course, even if he focused on defense, he would only suffer less injuries, and he would still be defeated.
"How can the quick success of Huangdi compare to my years of hard work? Although Chang'an Jun has soft armor to protect himself, it can block physical force but not internal force. It is better for Chang'an Jun to surrender. His Majesty has a deep brotherly relationship with you and will not make things difficult for you."
Zhao Gao noticed that Ying Chengjiao's attack was gradually weakening, and said with a smile, he put his right index and middle fingers together to form a sword finger and quickly pointed at Ying Chengjiao's chest. He had already pointed there five times in a row.
This time the attack was successful, the sixth time.
Ying Chengjiao felt a dull pain in his chest, but everything he was thinking was clear to him.
"Enough of the fun."
He whispered as he quickly stepped back.
Zhao Gao pressed close to him, but after a moment his expression suddenly changed and he rushed forward.
But Ying Chengjiao switched from offense to defense, and at the cost of bruised hands and swollen arms he blocked most of Zhao Gao's attacks.
"Secret Guard."
Ying Chengjiao fended off Zhao Gao's attack while shouting.
The gate of Zhangtai Palace was wide open, and a group of secret guards in black clothes and black scarves rushed in and launched an attack on Zhao Gao, replacing Ying Chengjiao.
Each of these secret guards is highly skilled in martial arts, and the basis for becoming a secret guard is the ability to defeat Qin's top elite warrior, the Iron Eagle Swordsman, in a one-on-one fight.
A top master like Zhao Gao would not take one or two secret guards seriously and would kill them in minutes.
But dozens of secret guards attacked together, forming a complementary formation and launching a fierce attack. Zhao Gao could only defend himself and had no power to fight back.
After dozens of breaths.
After paying the price of dozens of secret guards suffering bleeding arms and internal injuries, Zhao Gao was defeated.
The black eunuch's uniform was torn into pieces, barely covering his body, which was covered with wounds.
The eight secret guards worked together to seal his meridians, forced him to kneel on the floor, and rubbed his right cheek against his chest.
The dormitory was in a mess. Everything that could be broken was smashed. There were ceramic fragments and wood chips scattered everywhere.
"You, boy!"
When the First Emperor saw that the secret guards who were supposed to protect his safety had turned against him, he became furious and wanted to speak out, but was suddenly stopped by Gai Nie with his arm across.
His rage grew even greater and he was about to lose his temper at Gai Nie, saying, "No wonder you didn't step forward to capture this bastard. You are also an insider of his treason!"
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Zhao Gao and I are on equal terms. I cannot protect Your Majesty with all the secret guards."
Gai Nie's words interrupted the First Emperor's spell casting.
Ying Chengjiao walked up to Zhao Gao, murderous intent in his eyes, fingers bent, and he tried several times to reach into his arms, take out a pistol and feed Zhao Gao a peanut.
"You have been so courteous to me for so many years, but recently you have been so happy and have become my enemy several times. Zhao Gao, what are you planning? Do you want to restore Zhao?"
"You traitor! His Majesty has treated you very well! If His Majesty did not trust you completely, you would have been beheaded long ago!"
Zhao Gao opened his eyes wide, blood oozing from his mouth and nose. He made a "Puh" sound and spat a mouthful of bloody saliva on Ying Chengjiao's boots.
Ying Chengjiao sneered, wiped his boots clean on Zhao Gao's body, took out a pistol from his arms and pointed it at Zhao Gao's head.
"How dare you, you little brat!"
The First Emperor pushed aside Gai Nie and walked in front of Ying Chengjiao with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, separating Zhao Gao and Ying Chengjiao.
His intention was self-evident: he wanted to protect Zhao Gao.
Gai Nie had been following behind the First Emperor, expressionless on his face, with a three-foot-long sword held diagonally in his hand.
"Since it is my brother's wish, then let him live."
Ying Chengjiao put the gun into his arms and chuckled.
"My Royal Brother, you are so bold today. Is it Gai Nie behind you or Zhao Gao lying on his stomach that you are relying on?"
The First Emperor's face became increasingly ugly. What Ying Chengjiao said was exactly what he had said to Ying Chengjiao before.
"I have given up the throne, but I have not given up the Xianyang Palace. When did my brother get the illusion that the Xianyang Palace was his?"
Ninety-nine percent of the secret guards are concentrated in the Xianyang Palace, and the highest-ranking official of all the secret guards is Ying Chengjiao.
With these secret guards who are both highly skilled in single combat and also proficient in combined attack techniques, it is not an exaggeration for Ying Chengjiao to say this.
"You want me to abdicate and take back your throne, come on!"
The First Emperor pointed at Ying Chengjiao and shouted sternly, and the underwear seemed to be inviolable.
"Ying Zheng, you are not a child anymore, why don't you understand now? When you ascended the throne and were suppressed by Lu Buwei, did anyone listen to what you said?
"Now you are also a king, and I am suppressing you in Xianyang Palace. Your life and death depend on me. Do you have any solution? The title of king or not is not important, strength is what matters."
If I gather all the officials together, you, a brat, won’t even be able to get close to me!
The First Emperor was so angry that he trembled all over.
Ying Chengjiao turned his neck and waved his hand to signal the secret guards to let Zhao Gao go.
The secret guard did as he was told. When Zhao Gao suddenly jumped up and was about to attack, he saw a flash of white light and a sharp sword was placed at his neck.
"Don't bring disaster to His Majesty."
Gai Nie said.
Put away the sword and lower it.
There was still hatred in the eyes of the ragged Zhao Gao, but when he looked at the pairs of eyes around him that were staring at him with fierce gleams of light, he could only lower his hands and grit his teeth.
He made up his mind that once today's incident was over, he would get rid of the secret guards in the palace!
Ying Chengjiao glanced at Zhao Gao with a half-smile and pulled his hand out of his arms.
He waved his hand, asking the secret guards to come behind him, and they did so.
When the First Emperor saw this scene, he was filled with hatred.
"I originally wanted to persuade you to work together, but what happened today made me realize that I can't persuade you. Whether I sit on the throne or not, I am the king.
"Don't worry, I won't take your place. I'll take the secret guards away, and I'll give you the Xianyang Palace. If my brother still wants to sit on this throne and wear that crown, just pretend you didn't see what happened today."
Ying Chengjiao stood up and was about to leave, but saw Gai Nie standing beside the First Emperor and smiled.
"If the secret guards had not obeyed my orders, we would have been in trouble today. Sword Saint, come with me and tell me how my brother brainwashed you."
"vertical……"
The First Emperor opened his mouth in anger, but Zhao Gao's acupuncture points on his back were sealed and he could not speak, so he didn't know what he wanted to say.
Ying Chengjiao looked at Zhao Gao with admiration, as if to say that he had made progress and had become more perceptive.
The night is dark.
There is no moon and little light tonight.
A group of secret guards dressed in black clothes darker than the night followed Ying Chengjiao out of Zhangtai Palace, among them was Gai Nie, dressed in white.
Bang~
"How dare you seal me!"
The First Emperor slapped Zhao Gao in the face and was about to rush out of the Zhangtai Palace. He ordered everyone to blockade the Xianyang Palace and summon the officials to arrest Ying Chengjiao.
"His Majesty!"
Zhao Gao intercepted the attack and knelt down on his knees before the First Emperor, weeping inconsolably.
“What!”
"There are still twenty-three secret guards outside the palace. Your Majesty cannot leave Zhangtai Palace!"
The First Emperor kicked Zhao Gao to the ground, and with murderous intent on his face and eyes, he walked forward.
"I don't believe this guy dares to kill me!"
Zhao Gao climbed up and hugged the First Emperor's thigh, tears streaming down his face.
"The ambitions of Lord Chang'an are obvious, Your Majesty, you must not take the risk!"
“Get lost!”
The First Emperor kicked Zhao Gao away. He just didn't believe that the reckless boy who ran up to him and exclaimed "Qin Shi Huang" when they met for the first time would do anything bad to him.
Zhao Gao leaped up, controlled the Emperor's major acupoints and meridians, subdued the Emperor, and bowed his head to face the Emperor's murderous gaze.
"Your Majesty, please be tolerant for now. Once Your Majesty is safe, whether Gao should be killed or sliced, Your Majesty will make the final decision."
The Xianyang Palace had two lines of defense, one visible and one hidden.
Ming was a Langguan.
The patrols were based on passwords, and anyone who could not give the password, which was always changed, could be killed on the spot. It was extremely strict.
An is the dark guard.
Compared with the open guards, the number of secret guards is small but they are all elite. Each of them has a copy of the order to take over the guards when necessary.
Therefore, although the group of people were questioned countless times by the palace officials while traveling in the Xianyang Palace, they were always safe and sound, and there were no conflicts or fights.
"Pooh!"
Not long after leaving Zhangtai Palace, Ying Chengjiao forcefully spat out a mouthful of dark-colored blood from a bush of flowers.
Ying Chengjiao wiped his mouth with his sleeve, looking unhappy.
"Damn, that hurts. That damn eunuch is really good at it."
Gai Nie is a serious person.
"If the young master had spit out the blood in the palace, his internal injuries would not have been so severe."
"You know how you lost your dignity when Zhao Gao beat you up and vomited blood? How can I pretend to be cool after vomiting blood? Why don't you help me stop him?"
"Young Master has a gun in his arms, and the secret guards outside the palace have already arrived. Young Master is asking for trouble by insisting on fighting with the secret guards, so you can't blame others."
After a pause, Gai Nie's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled.
"Young Master often said that he didn't feel any life-threatening danger when fighting with Nie, Lu Gong and others . Did you enjoy it today?"
"Stop mocking me here. I don't believe you can't see that the damn eunuch didn't do anything ruthless. In your opinion, how much effort did Zhao Gao use this time?"
"Young Master had a gun as a deterrent, so he didn't dare to hide his weakness and used all his strength to capture Young Master. If Young Master hadn't had a sharp blade in his hand, he would have been captured by him."
Ying Chengjiao nodded and rubbed his chest hard to relieve the excruciating pain caused by the continuous attacks.
"Then it's worth your serious injury. Wei Zhuang, give your soft armor to your senior brother."
A secret guard who looked no different from other secret guards walked out, but if you opened the black scarf wrapped around his head, you could see that he had a head full of white hair.
Wei Zhuang handed Gai Nie a bundle and retreated into the secret guard team.
Gai Nie was indifferent to the title of senior brother. He had nothing to do with the secret guard beside him who was named Wei Zhuang by Ying Chengjiao and had congenital white hair.
But Ying Chengjiao always called him that. He had corrected him, but Ying Chengjiao didn't listen. So he was too lazy to say more. Anyway, it didn't delay his sword practice.
"This is the latest soft armor created by scientists. I call it a bulletproof vest. Bullets cannot penetrate it. Please give it to my brother for me."
"...Your Highness, did you take this risk in order to test whether the armor could protect against Zhao Gao?"
Ying Chengjiao shook his head.
"I can't say that I'm putting myself in danger. Zhao Gao won't kill me in front of my brother today, unless he wants to die. Today I'm just testing him.
"Experiments have proven that with a bulletproof vest on, Zhao Gao cannot kill anyone within three to five hits. If Zhao Gao is like this, those so-called martial arts masters cannot hurt my brother at all."
Gai Nie frowned slightly, and his facial expression rarely changed. He could tell from Ying Chengjiao's words that he was making arrangements for his funeral arrangements.
"Young Master, you are seriously ill? It can't be cured by medicine?"
Phew~
Ying Chengjiao was already seriously injured internally, and was so angry at Gai Nie's words that he spat out another mouthful of blood. He wiped his mouth and cursed.
"Get out of here! If you can't speak, just shut up and act dumb!"
Ying Chengjiao took out a brand new pistol from his arms and smashed it into Gai Nie's hand, then took out a piece of letter and stuffed it into Gai Nie's arms.
He said unhappily, "I just left Xianyang. This broken place has nothing and is not fun at all. I've had enough. Give the pistol, letter, and bulletproof vest to my brother in private. Tell him to be careful and don't die."
Gai Nie recognized the pistol in his hand as the last of the three pistols.
After more than ten years of intensive research and development, a pistol that can be used in practical applications without exploding has been developed.
Mohist school, Gongshujia and skilled craftsmen crafted three swords by themselves.
One is for Ying Chengjiao's own use, one is for the scientist to defend himself, and the last one is the one in Gai Nie's hand.
"Sir, please ask someone else to give it to you. I will follow you."
Gai Nie handed back the pistol.
Ying Chengjiao pushed it back.
"Please help me take care of him. I am worried that my brother is alone, and my sister-in-law cannot keep an eye on him all the time. Zhao Gao is a man who hides himself too deeply..."
Gai Nie frowned and asked in confusion: "Then why not kill him? Are you afraid that His Majesty will object?"
"If I kill him, who will protect my brother? So far, he has never done anything to let my brother down. I can kill Zhao Gao, but maybe the next person my brother trusts will be worse than Zhao Gao..."
