Chapter 176: Destroying the Imperial City
These Nine Gates standard-bearers may be able to show off their power in front of ordinary people, or even ordinary warriors, but they are nothing in front of Wang Yao.
Just a quick glance revealed that these standard-bearers could not hold their weapons steadily, and the arrows shot by some of the most resolute soldiers were also weak.
Only a few crossbows as thick as fists were shot out, which looked very aggressive, but unfortunately, they were useless to the grandmaster.
These crossbows, which were controlled by the mechanism and finally shot out, hovered four or five meters away from Wang Yao, as if they were blocked by some air barrier.
Then Wang Yao just glanced at them, and these crossbows fell to the ground one after another, as if they were hit by some force.
"Get out of here!" The extremely loud voice was like thunder from the sky, causing the elite standard-bearers lined up on the city walls and behind the city gates to feel their legs go weak and kneel down on the ground to make way.
This was because Wang Yao mixed a bit of spiritual power into his voice. How could these standard-bearers, who were only at the first level at most, stop him, no matter how much they wanted to fight.
As much as they wanted to resist Wang Yao, the difference in life levels made them like insects seeing a dragon, unable to even think of offending him.
As for the tall city gate made of thousand-year-old iron pear trees, Wang Yao just raised his hand, and a sword beam shot out, and it was torn apart like paper. Several martial arts second-level commanders tried to stand up tremblingly, but were also pierced by the sword beam.
Now that the inner city gate was open, Wang Yao walked forward step by step along the central avenue. The people following the imperial city were always the most sensitive. As early as when the standard-bearers at the nine gates were shouting to defend against the enemy, the common people had already hidden themselves.
The doors on the streets were closed, and the bars and teahouses had all closed early. After all, the inner city was the most prosperous place. People who lived well were more afraid of death, so no one would be so curious and dare to wander around outside.
Of course, Wang Yao would not target these ordinary people. He had long lost his previous attitude of playing with the world.
To be honest, Wang Yao's system and the function of the door that can travel through the world made Wang Yao feel like he was playing an online game from his previous life.
It's just that this online game with a system is a little more virtual, and there is no difference from the game.
But it was not until Wang Yao's understanding of the nature of the world became deeper and deeper, and he stayed in this world for longer and longer periods of time, that Wang Yao realized that this world was real, not virtual, and not something he, Wang Yao, could kill at will, because they were all living people.
Wang Yao walked along the way, neither fast nor slow, and no one came to stop them, which made Wang Yao feel strange.
However, when Wang Yao arrived at the imperial city, he knew why no one stopped him. They were all gathered here.
Time has ravaged it, yet it still stands tall, like a raging King Kong. He has experienced countless sorrows, both the prosperity of romance and the sorrow of fading friendships. The moss is a reminder of the passage of time, and the ancient walls keep enemies at bay, making the city impregnable.
The palace walls were high and deep. Wang Yao had never been to the capital of this world. He never imagined that the walls of the imperial city could be so high and so big, and looked so solid.
The Wu Dynasty guards wearing black armor are all masters of martial arts. They are the guards that the Wu Dynasty emperor relies on to maintain his rule. Each of them is a master of the second level of martial arts or above.
It would not be so easy to get through just by relying on coercion. They have strong martial arts will and have been adopted by an orphanage established by the emperor since childhood. The idea of loyalty to the emperor and serving the country has been instilled in them all their lives. If they were asked to die for the emperor, they would not even blink an eye.
"Who are you? Stop immediately. This is the forbidden area of the imperial city. Do you want to rebel?" A master-level commander of the imperial guards said righteously.
Wang Yao was too lazy to respond. He just waved his hand, and the sword he held soared into the air, heading straight for the master commander.
The imperial city, which was dozens of meters high, was like nothing in front of Wang Yao. He could fly anyway, and he just wanted to destroy the self-esteem of the imperial court head-on.
"Stop him!" The Grand Master screamed in shock. He could feel the intense sense of danger coming from his inspiration.
The group of masters behind him naturally realized the same thing, but military orders were as heavy as mountains, and the imperial court had just been "revived", so no one dared to disobey orders.
More than ten masters loyal to the court came forward desperately to stop him, but they were easily killed by Wang Yao. He only needed a mental attack and a sword beam to kill these masters.
They died with grievances. Was the gap between a Grandmaster and a Grandmaster really that huge? With over ten Grandmasters working together, they couldn't even withstand a single blow from the man before them?
To be honest, if an ordinary grandmaster was here, these dozen grandmasters working together might be able to take a few of his moves.
But Wang Yao was no ordinary Grandmaster. Several Grandmasters had died at their hands, let alone these ordinary Grandmasters. What difference was there between them and ants in front of Wang Yao?
"Wind Whisperer, do you really want to rebel? Aren't you afraid that the grand masters of our dynasty will settle accounts with you later?" Seeing more than a dozen grand masters falling like grass, the grand master leader knew that he could not stop them today and could only test them with words.
After all, he is also a high-ranking official in the imperial court and the commander of the imperial city. Who else can be the commander unless he is a close confidant of the emperor?
The old priest of the royal family had clearly brought other grand masters to ambush the Wind Whisperer, but the person who came first was not the old priest. He really didn't dare to imagine the worst outcome and could only hint at it indirectly.
"You guessed right. I have wiped out all the power of the Grandmaster of your Wu Dynasty. What else do you have to say?" Wang Yao smiled contemptuously, with an expression that showed that he did not take the Grandmaster seriously at all.
The Grandmaster Commander looked embarrassed. Although he had vaguely guessed it, the feeling of hearing it said to his face was completely different, which made him despair.
He knew that the Wu Dynasty was over. The grand masters, who were the absolute force that suppressed the world, were gone, most likely gone.
If the old priests had nothing to do, they would never have allowed Wang Yao to attack the imperial city so brazenly and bring discredit to the court.
Even if they are not dead now, they have definitely lost their ability to fight and are hiding in some deep mountains and forests to lick their wounds.
For the imperial court, it made no difference whether the grand masters were dead or seriously injured and in hiding.
Because the court's last fig leaf is about to be torn off. As long as the Wind Whisperers break into the palace, everything will be too late.
The whole world was shaken, and everyone in the world knew that the imperial court could not even stop a great master, and was marched into the palace in broad daylight.
Then the scenario of "Wu loses his power and the whole world chases him" will appear, and large forces and super powers in various places will revive.
They will no longer obey the court's orders. The so-called revival of the Wu Dynasty is all fake, just a sham to scare them.
Various ambitious people will also follow the dragon and want to do something big. What's more, some will want to compete for the credit of following the dragon and change the world!
"Even so, I can only die to repay the emperor's grace! Everyone listen up, stop the enemy at all costs!" The master commander did not give up, gritted his teeth, and rushed up alone.
With a move of dragon fist, the energy transformed into the shape of a dragon, which was quite powerful, even having the power and charm of a grandmaster. That's right, after all, it would be impossible for the commander-in-chief of the imperial city to be without some real skills.
Wang Yao frowned slightly when he saw this. He didn't expect that a grandmaster could also perform this kind of punch. It was not much different from when he was a grandmaster.
What a pity, you are my enemy, Wang Yao sighed in his heart.
"Then I will give you some respect, Wild Wave Fist!" Wang Yao decided not to send him away casually, but to let this commander who lived and died go in a dignified manner.
The tide is coming, a surging tide, the waves behind push the waves in front, rows of white tides rush over in a cluster, the sound is like thunder, the momentum is like a galloping horse.
The sea was howling, the wind was roaring, and from time to time it raised rows of huge waves, which rushed forward row after row, rushing towards the rocks, rushing towards everything that blocked their progress; finally, the waves were smashed by the rocks, and the fragments and spray still floated forward, splashing on him, giving him a start!
The dragon formed by the dragon-shaped energy also lost the ability to summon wind and rain in front of the sea formed by Wang Yao's Crazy Wave Fist. Even if it tried its best to stop it, it could not stop the momentum of the wave in the slightest.
At that moment, the once solemn and majestic imperial city walls suddenly transformed into a boundless battlefield. The sea breeze blew a sharp "horn", and the waves seemed like thousands of brave warriors, fiercely attacking the coast with rumbling shouts. The thousand-pound boulders on the shore seemed to "sink" to the "bottom of the sea" at the slightest touch of the tide.
The same was true for the Grandmaster Commander of the Imperial Guard. As a Grandmaster, he was like a thousand-pound boulder when standing still, but under Wang Yao's Wild Wave Fist, he was nothing at all. He was easily washed away and turned into powder and sank to the bottom of the sea.
The vast, azure ocean, waves surged incessantly, crashing against the rocks with earth-shattering roars and spraying snow-white foam. Like a charging army, the tide roared and roared, desperately crashing onto the beach. The crests, several feet high, surged forward. The raging tide was filled with shuddering terror and unfathomable mystery.
The ocean formed by these waves is not the illusion that Wang Yao created when he was at a lower level before. Now it is a real wave formed by him using the power of heaven and earth and guiding it with his Crazy Wave Fist to gather water vapor from a radius of dozens of miles.
The thundering tide, like a mighty army, rolled across the land, roaring and neighing as it rushed downstream. The tide was as violent as a demon, its foam churning and losing its balanced rhythm. The raging waves crashed against the rocks, and along the ten-mile coastline, golden bells rang simultaneously, clanging and clanging in a rhythmic chorus.
The dark green water surged forward, rolling up huge waves as tall as city walls. The scene was like a thousand galloping horses charging the enemy. Countless soldiers were knocked to the ground by Wang Yao's punch, and the dozens-meter-high city wall was actually broken down by this blow.
Anyway, there were no ordinary people inside the city wall, so Wang Yao naturally had no psychological burden. He walked into the gap created by the waves leisurely with his hands behind his back.
Your gate is awesome, right? But I won’t go through it. I’ll just go through the door I opened myself. This is Wang Yao’s arrogance.
Walking into the imperial city, I was shocked to see that inside the palace, blood had already flowed like a river, and the sea of energy created by Wang Yao had disrupted everything.
Originally, the imperial city was filled with thousands of troops, waiting for Wang Yao to come in and give him a hard time.
Who knew that Wang Yao didn't follow the usual path at all? I heard his voice before I saw him!
Even if it was just the aftermath of the waves, these elite guards could not resist it, although they were loyal.
But loyalty cannot be eaten. Once they were washed by the waves, they lost the ability to resist and all their internal energy was completely exhausted.
Now that the generals were gone, the palace maids and eunuchs were naturally in a panic. There were panicked screams from the corner towers of the major palace gates, and the sounds of gates being lowered came one after another, and the nine palace gates were closed one after another.
The palace city consists of three parts, namely the Ye Ting Palace and the East Palace, which face each other on the left and right, with the Taiji Palace in the middle. Both the East Palace and the Ye Ting Palace are relatively small, each occupying only a small part of the palace city.
The Eastern Palace was the residence and office of the Crown Prince; the Ye Ting Palace served a more specialized purpose, housing the children of criminal officials, who would labor and learn skills within the palace. Wang Yao naturally had no interest in either of these two palaces, as they were merely his vassals. He aimed to destroy the Taiji Palace!
The main structure of the imperial city is the Taiji Palace, rebuilt from the original Dawen Palace of the Wen Dynasty. Located at the northernmost end of the central axis of the imperial city, it symbolizes the emperor's supremacy and his reign as king. As the emperor's residence, the Taiji Palace was naturally Wang Yao's primary focus.
Is it useful? Wang Yao arrived before the Taiji Palace and waved his hand. The solid and heavy palace gate collapsed like rotten wood.
Chengtian Gate, the most famous gate in the world and the most sacred gate in the hearts of many people of the Wu Dynasty, fell down, and a feeling of brokenness arose in the hearts of the guards.
These guards are all strong men who have reached the last level of the three stages of martial arts. If they are put on the battlefield, it will be easy for them to defeat the enemy.
But in the imperial city, they were just ordinary guards. They were all dressed in heavy robes and stood solemnly blocking Wang Yao's way.
Wang Yao was too lazy to pay attention to them and just moved forward step by step. The guards retreated step by step and slowly retreated to the front of the Taiji Hall.
The first three rows are composed of the heavy-duty army of the second level of martial arts, and the back row is a row of master guards, and even the eunuchs of the palace appeared, and the last strength of the Wu Dynasty Palace was revealed.
The Taiji Hall was the venue for the "Zhongchao" (mid-court meeting) within the palace. On the first and fifteenth days of each month, the emperor would meet with his ministers here to handle state affairs. Civil and military officials would sit in rows, with the emperor sitting in front, to discuss state affairs.
"The imperial city is an important place. How dare you, as a citizen of the Wu Dynasty, offend it like this!" A high-ranking official wearing a python robe walked out from the military formation.
As soon as this high-ranking official came out, the guards who were blocking Wang Yao breathed a sigh of relief, as someone was taking over.
"Who are you, old man? You are so old. Why don't you stay at home with your children and grandchildren and enjoy the happiness of family life? Why do you come here to meddle?" Wang Yao took a look at the elegant official who came out. His hair and beard were already white. It seemed that he would not live for many years, so he stopped and said a few more words.
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