Movie: Get Alpha Dog at the start

Chapter 846 A cloud-piercing arrow
"Commander Yan, I appreciate your giving in."

On the eaves of the palace, Qin Hao proudly bowed to Yan Xiaoyi, and then left.

Yan Xiaoyi was anxious to stop him, but the next second, a mouthful of blood spurted out and his hands began to tremble uncontrollably. The impact force generated by Qin Hao's shattering of the bowstring had already injured him, and the winner was immediately clear.

The people watching the game showed horrified expressions when they saw this.

Before this battle, most people did not think that Qin Hao could win this competition. Many people even thought that it was a victory for Qin Hao as he was not seriously injured.

However, the result surprised everyone. The long-famous archery god Yan Xiaoyi, despite having the advantage of terrain, was defeated by Qin Hao before he even had the chance to shoot the third arrow.

"It seems that the previous rumors are true. Commander Qin really has the ability to challenge opponents of higher levels."

"It's more than just a challenge of higher rank. If he becomes a Grandmaster someday, I won't be surprised."

"Too scary. If I remember correctly, Commander Qin is not even eighteen years old yet? I'm afraid that in time, our Qing Kingdom will have another Grand Master."

No one noticed that an old eunuch in the corner took a deep look at the direction Qin Hao left, then disappeared silently from the scene.

Qin Hao walked out of the imperial city, jumped on his mount, and galloped away.

Not long after, Qin Hao met a patrol team of the Bingmasi.

"Your subordinate greets the commander."

"Stop talking nonsense and follow me!"

None of the patrol team members hesitated and followed Qin Hao's horse all the way to the Bingmasi military camp. Even though they were out of breath along the way, no one fell behind. They knew very well that they could get the full military pay now, all thanks to the commander. Soldiers had not read much and could not speak any great principles, but they should at least know how to repay kindness. Normally, these little people like them could not do much to help the commander, but as long as the commander gave an order, they would rush forward without hesitation even if there were mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead.

"Bingmasi camp, stop coming!"

Qin Hao shouted coldly, "Who is on duty today? Deputy Commander He Jianke is here, ask him to come out and see me!"

The people guarding the gate of the military camp were all unfamiliar faces, and with Qin Hao's memory, it was impossible for them to be wrong.

"Deputy Commander He is not here, so leave immediately, or else don't blame us brothers for being rude!"

Although the patrol members were sweating and panting, they all drew their swords and stood beside Qin Hao.

"You sons of bitches, how dare you be so rude to the commander? Have you forgotten who paid for your food and wages?"

"How dare you draw your sword? Come on, someone is breaking into the camp!" The guard blew a whistle, and immediately attracted a large number of soldiers.

However, before they could defend themselves successfully, a large number of soldiers arrived and put knives to their necks.

"Brother, what are you doing? We are Deputy Commander He's men."

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked. A bearded soldier grinned and cursed: "He Jian is nothing. I only recognize the commander. How dare you be rude to the commander? Skinning you alive is the least of your punishment."

"See Lord Commander."

Rows of soldiers knelt and saluted Qin Hao.

Qin Hao whipped his horse whip and said, "Tie these people up tightly and lock them in the small dark room. The rest of you should form teams and search the whole city for the Northern Qi expert Cheng Jushu. He is an eighth-rank expert, tall and powerful. If you meet him, don't fight him, send a signal immediately."

"Brothers, copy the guy!"

The Bingmasi camp was in an uproar. Thousands of soldiers, divided into teams of ten, began searching all over the capital, frightening the ruffians so much that they trembled in fear, thinking that another law and order crackdown was coming.

Yangliu Street, close to the Liujing River, is most lively at night, but few people come during the day.

A carriage was moving slowly forward. Fan Xian was sitting in the carriage and fantasizing with Teng Zijing about marrying Lin Wan'er and taking her to Danzhou to settle down.

"When the time comes, you can bring your sister-in-law and your son, and we can be neighbors, how about that?"

Teng Zijing smiled and said, "As long as there are fifty taels of silver and a lot of land, it doesn't matter where we go."

Fan Xian laughed and scolded: "I noticed that you are as obsessed with money as Wang Qinian now."

"That was before. I was alone and everything was fine. But now it's different. I have a wife and a son. I have to live for them."

Facing Fan Xian's teasing, Teng Zijing said seriously: "If you are in danger one day, I will definitely be the first one to run away. Before, I worked hard for Qing Kingdom, but now my life belongs to my family."

However, the next second, at the end of Yangliu Street, a huge figure blocked the way.

Teng Zijing sensed the unfathomable inner energy of the other party, and the smile on his face gradually froze. His instinct told him that this dangerous big guy was coming for them.

"Brother, how about giving way?"

But with just this shout, the giant let out a strange cry and pounced towards them.

Teng Zijing immediately turned his horse around and wanted to drive away, but the next second, the wheels of the carriage were stuck by two wooden stakes, and the carriage overturned in an instant under the huge inertia.

Fan Xian and Teng Zijing were both seventh-rank warriors. Although they encountered an unexpected incident, they reacted quickly. When the carriage overturned, they jumped onto the walls on both sides in advance.

When the dust settled, Fan Xian and Teng Zijing looked at each other, both with livid faces.

At this moment, two killers in black on the wall had blocked their way, and the giant man below had also caught up with them.

"We have to fight hard!"

The battle was about to break out. The two black-clad killers only had the strength of seventh-rank warriors. With the skillful cooperation of Teng Zijing and Fan Xian, they were quickly pierced by the flying knives. However, the giant not only had the strength of an eighth-rank warrior, but also had great strength and thick skin. Teng Zijing's flying knife pierced his body just like tickling him.

In close combat, the two were quickly crushed and beaten back.

Just when the two were almost in despair, suddenly a crossbow arrow pierced Cheng Jushu's back.

"Tall and powerful, this man is Cheng Jushu, send a signal quickly!"

A cloud-piercing arrow exploded in the sky above the capital.

Qin Hao's eyes focused, and he jumped off the horse and leaped onto a restaurant nearby. After a few turns and leaps, he disappeared amid the exclamations of passers-by.

"Roar, kill you!"

Originally, Cheng Jushu planned to complete the mission and kill Teng Zijing and Fan Xian first, but the group of "little ants" behind him had been attacking him with crossbows. Although he had true qi to protect his body and his skin was indeed thick, it did not mean that he was not afraid of pain.

Finally, Cheng Jushu could no longer suppress his inner anger and planned to abandon Teng Zijing and Fan Xian and crush those "little ants" to death first.

However, Fan Xian was smarter than a monkey and naturally saw Cheng Jushu's intention. He immediately shouted to the patrol team of the Military Affairs Division, "Hurry up and get some reinforcements. I am Fan Xian, a friend of your Commander Qin."

The patrol team had long known that Cheng Jushu was an eighth-rank warrior and that they were no match for him, so at the beginning they had only used bows and crossbows to contain him from a distance. Now, after hearing Fan Xian's shout, they immediately ran away.

Although Cheng Jushu had the strength of an eighth-rank warrior, he was not known for his agility. With the opponent running away at full speed, and Fan Xian and Teng Zijing holding him back from the side, he could not catch up for a while and immediately screamed in anger.

"Be careful."

As soon as Teng Zijing's reminder came out, Fan Xian found that Cheng Jushu suddenly turned around and slapped him.

With a loud "bang", Fan Xian felt as if his two arms were hit by a train, and his whole body flew backwards uncontrollably. The huge impact force smashed a big hole in the wall behind him.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Fan Xian cursed inwardly that this silly-looking big guy could actually be so cunning, and took advantage of the time when he was distracted to attack him. If Teng Zijing had not reminded him, he would have subconsciously taken protective action and would have been in great danger.

But even so, he could no longer lift his arms, probably because they were broken.

Seeing that his plan worked, Cheng Jushu excitedly let out a roar like a wild beast, kicked down the broken wall, and strode towards Fan Xian.

Seeing this, Teng Zijing gritted his teeth and shot all the few remaining flying knives at Cheng Jushu, trying to attract his attention to himself.

However, Cheng Jushu ignored him this time. He came to Fan Xian, bent down and grabbed him.

Teng Zijing roared: "Let him go!"

Teng Zijing flew into the air and concentrated all his strength on this kick. He knew that with Cheng Jushu's terrifying defense, his ordinary attacks would have no effect at all. Only by trying his best could he cause damage to Cheng Jushu. However, doing so would easily make it easy for the opponent to catch his weakness. But he couldn't care less at the moment.

Cheng Jushu was just about to grab Fan Xian's shoulders and crush all his bones, but the next second, he was hit hard on the head.

However, what Teng Zijing did not expect was that Cheng Jushu's defense was ridiculously strong. After being kicked on the head, he just shook his head and quickly woke up.

"you wanna die!"

In a rage, Cheng Jushu kicked Teng Zijing, who had just landed, away. The huge pain made him go crazy. He no longer paid attention to Fan Xian, but rushed towards Teng Zijing.

"No, bastard, you want to kill me!" Fan Xian could only watch Cheng Jushu getting closer and closer to Teng Zijing. His sandbag-sized fist might smash Teng Zijing's head in the next second.

Teng Zijing also closed his eyes in despair. At the moment of death, his mind flashed with his wife's tearful eyes, his son's mischievous smile, and Fan Xian's
Cheng Jushu attacked with hatred, swinging his fist and about to hit Teng Zijing on the head. The pleasure of killing made his eyes bloodshot, but the next second, his originally fierce look instantly turned into doubt.

A hand suddenly appeared between his fist and Teng Zijing's head, and his tremendous strength seemed to have suddenly disappeared.

Cheng Jushu's simple brain structure made it difficult for him to process such a strange thing for a while, and he was stunned on the spot.

Teng Zijing, who had closed his eyes and waited for death, did not feel the heart-wrenching pain he had imagined. After a slight hesitation, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Commander Qin?"

Fan Xian's eyes were filled with tears, his throat was torn from the fierce roar just now, and coupled with the internal injuries he had just suffered, he vomited blood several times in succession. However, at this moment, Fan Xian laughed out loud.

The moment he saw Qin Hao appear, he knew that he and Teng Zijing were saved.

"Hey, Commander, we found this giant tree."

The Bingmasi team, which had been hiding far away just now, immediately came over when they saw Qin Hao coming.

"You did a great job. We will reward you according to your merits when we return to the camp."

Qin Hao was generous with his praise.

At this point, Cheng Jushu's train of thought finally came into focus, and he subconsciously grabbed the troublemaker who suddenly appeared.

However, the next second, Cheng Jushu discovered that his all-powerful strength seemed to have suddenly lost its effect. The opponent simply grabbed his wrist lightly, and he felt that he had no strength at all, and the true energy in his body seemed to be sealed by something.

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Jushu felt his feet lighten and his whole body was lifted up in the air by the other party, followed by a feeling of weightlessness as if he was in free fall.

"bang bang"

The entire ground was shaking, with the dull thud of flesh hitting the ground, bricks and stones breaking, and billows of smoke and dust.

Cheng Jushu was knocked unconscious and no longer had the fierce look he had just shown. There was only confusion and puzzlement in his eyes. His brain was unable to analyze such a complicated situation after such a violent impact. Where did his strength go? Who was this guy who threw him around like a toy?
"boom."

In a pit nearly 30 centimeters deep, Cheng Jushu had completely lost his ability to resist. He had multiple fractures on his body and his inner energy was dispersed by the repeated falls. It would take him at least ten days or half a month to recover.

However, with a physique as thick-skinned and tough as his, any other eighth-rank warrior would have died on the spot.

"Tie him up, take him back to the military headquarters, lock him up in a small dark room, and don't let anyone touch him."

"As ordered."

Several members of the Bingmasi team happily tied Cheng Jushu up like a dumpling and carried him away.

At this moment, Teng Zijing had already helped Fan Xian up. The two smiled at each other. It felt so good to have survived a calamity.

"Old Qin, how did you find this place?" Fan Xian was grateful, but couldn't help asking out of curiosity.

Qin Hao did not directly tell Fan Xian that the princess was the mastermind behind the scenes. He only said that there was a spy in the Military Department. After torture, he learned that Cheng Jushu, an eighth-rank master of Northern Qi, had secretly entered the capital, so he sent people to search for him. By chance, a team discovered Cheng Jushu's whereabouts, lit a signal firework, and followed the trail of the firework to rush here.

"I need no thanks for your kindness, Old Qin. If you need me in the future, just let me know." Fan Xian originally wanted to clasp his hands in a fist, but he grimaced in pain when he raised his arm.

"Okay, you'd better go back and find a doctor and heal your wounds. Otherwise, it would be a waste if you lose half your life again." Qin Hao teased.

Teng Zijing was about to leave with Fan Xian, but Fan Xian suddenly stopped, turned to Qin Hao and said sternly, "Old Qin, there aren't many people I can trust after entering the capital. You are one of them. Can you help me find out who wants to kill me?"

"You should know that this kind of thing is not within the scope of the military department's duties. Cheng Jushu will probably have to hand it over to the Inspection Institute in the end. You have the Inspection Institute's badge, so it would be more convenient for you to investigate it yourself."

(End of this chapter)