Chapter 1153: Puppet Killing Machine

And in everyone's opinion, if these twelve golden people are really robots, I am afraid that whether it is manufacturing technology or design thinking, it is much more advanced than modern robots. The fact that it can still operate perfectly after thousands of years can make those experts and scholars who specialize in robots in modern society ashamed and unable to deal with themselves.

"Click!" Just when everyone was trembling at the picture in front of them and the conjecture in their hearts, the twelve bronze soldiers had already outflanked them in a zigzag shape, and after surrounding them, there was a crisp sound of rotation, and the weapons held by these bronze soldiers suddenly raised high, and attacked Lin Bai with lightning speed.

According to the analysis of modern historians, a large part of the reason why the First Emperor was able to wipe out the Six Kingdoms was because the Qin Dynasty's weapons were far sharper than the other six countries. For this statement, Lin Bai now has a very profound experience.

I don't know how the ancestors cast the weapons, even after thousands of years, the weapons held by these bronze soldiers still have no traces of rust, the cold light is clear, with a momentum of blowing hair and breaking hair.

The leading bronze soldier swung down his sword, and a piercing chill suddenly rushed to his face. Although he reacted extremely quickly, the speed of this bronze soldier was also terrifying. As soon as the sword went down, the clothes on Lin Bai's body were instantly torn, and the blade of the sword slashed down against the skin, and the cold feeling made Lin Bai's back involuntarily grow a layer of fine beads of sweat.

As soon as the leading bronze soldier missed, he quickly dodged and retreated, while the other bronze soldier who followed closely behind it quickly stepped forward, and the spear in his hand was like a spirit snake out of a hole, quickly stabbing towards Lin Bai's chest. After the sharp spear was swung, there was a burst of air explosion in the air, and it was obvious that if it was hit, it was afraid that a blood hole the size of a bowl would be pierced in the chest.

Damn, could it be that these bronze soldiers are really robots, otherwise, how could they do this kind of black hand to themselves alone?! But Lin Bai didn't agree with this idea deep in his heart, if the Qin Dynasty at that time really had this kind of technology that crossed the era, how could it be possible for Liu Bang, a hooligan born with mud legs, to seize the country.

Although war depends on people, not on weapons. However, this qualitative gap cannot be crossed by manpower. It is not an exaggeration to say that such bronze soldiers made of gold and iron are invulnerable, even if they can create a small legion, they can also become a sharp weapon that determines the success or failure of a war, and become a sharp weapon for killing, and it is easy to take the head of a general in a million army.

There must be a demon when things go wrong, and the reason why these twelve golden people are so evil is probably that there must be something strange that has not been discovered by themselves. While thinking about the strangeness of these twelve golden men, Lin Bai tried his best to dodge the attacks of those bronze soldiers.

These twelve golden men are like wheel battles, the division of labor is extremely meticulous, and if they miss, they will be replaced by another person, not giving Lin Bai any time to breathe at all, although the time of contact is extremely short, but it is already full of dangers. It is also thanks to Lin Bai's help that he can drive away evil and turn auspicious, otherwise, I am afraid that he will really become the soul of these bronze soldiers.

But Rao is like this, Lin Bai is not having a good time at this time. These bronze soldiers were made of pure gold and iron, which can be said to be one of the hardest things in the world, even though Lin Bai was a strong man who had reached the innate realm, he was still flesh and blood after all. Colliding with these bronze soldiers is like a cheetah encountering a hedgehog curled up into a ball, and it can't find a place to get its mouth down.

I couldn't touch it, and I couldn't hide like this all the time, the current situation really made Lin Bai feel embarrassed. These twelve bronze soldiers are like a perpetual motion machine, unrelenting to themselves, if they keep dodging like this, they will leave half their lives behind if they rub and touch, but even if they use their strength, they are afraid that they will not be able to do anything.

Moreover, under the strange layout of the First Emperor's Mausoleum, Lin Bai could not urge the Law Phase and condense the Fire Yuan to smelt these things. And without the relative qi and blood gain of the law, his offensive has also decreased a lot.

Not to mention him, even Zhang Sanmad, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was extremely angry in his heart. If it weren't for the constraints of this small world, which made him unable to mobilize the mana around him, how could he watch Lin Bai alone put himself in danger and not rush to help.

Damn, these things are troublesome! Looking at the aggressive Jin Man in front of him, Lin Bai's heart became more and more annoyed. These guys don't know what kind of evil they have fallen into, as if they have recognized themselves as the heads of the group, and they continue to attack.

And don't look at these bronze soldiers, they are made of copper and iron, but they are flexible and tight. If it weren't for Lin Bai's efforts to move around, I am afraid that he would really have to give his life here. In just such a short period of time, Lin Bai had already been cut out of a few bloody cuts by them, and blood was pouring out hotly.

But the more this is the case, the more Lin Bai is convinced that there must be strange ideas among these bronze soldiers, and even he thinks that it is very likely that someone is manipulating these things behind his back, otherwise, how can these bronze soldiers only kill themselves alone, and every move is ruthless, it will not be said that these things have artificial intelligence, and they will choose their opponents independently.

"Stinky boy, look at the joint coherence of these twelve golden people, there seems to be something strange!" Just when Lin Bai dodged left and right, and was depressed in his heart, Qin Jiuye, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines, had a blazing gaze and suddenly opened his mouth.

At the beginning, Qin Jiuye, Lin Bai, Zhang Sanmad and others were all shocked by these twelve golden people, and wondered in their hearts whether these twelve golden people were the product of the combination of the Qin Dynasty and some alien civilization. But years of experience in the underground told him that there would never be such an evil thing in the world, so he calmed his mind and wanted to find out the strangeness.

As he expected, under the illumination of the fluorescent lamp in his hand, he finally found some clues. At the joints of those golden figures, as long as they are illuminated by fluorescent lights, they will emit subtle reflections. It's just that the flickering brilliance is extremely dim compared to the reflection of the Jin people themselves, so that they will not be noticed.

Hearing Qin Jiuye's words, Lin Bai did not hesitate, his body was short, and after dodging a sudden golden man, he slapped his backhand towards the void at the joint of the golden man's right arm holding a spear.

With a wave of his palm, Lin Bai immediately felt a hot pain in his palm, without any hesitation, he hurriedly retracted his hand, and took advantage of the dodging effort to look at the palm, but found that with such a light touch, the palm of his hand was as if it had been slashed by a sharp blade, leaving a deep blood mark, and the depth was almost as deep as the bone of the palm.

And after being soaked in the blood of the palm of his hand, a long line of blood suddenly appeared in the void at the joint of the golden man's right arm. The blood line was so subtle that it would not have been noticeable if it had not been soaked in blood.

"Ninth Master, put a signal flare, I want to see who is doing ghosts here!" The pain in the palm of his hand, coupled with the pain from the scars on his body that had been cut by the golden man, the annoyance in Lin Bai's heart was completely ignited, and he said in a deep voice towards Qin Jiuye.

The Mausoleum of the First Emperor can be said to be one of the precious legacies left by the Chinese ancestors to the descendants, and it cannot be damaged at all, otherwise the Chinese authorities will not explicitly order that the Mausoleum of the First Emperor shall not be explored if the technical conditions do not allow. It is precisely for this reason that after Lin Bai entered the mausoleum of the First Emperor, unless forced by the situation, he easily did not use any modern means.

But now these twelve golden people are eyeing themselves, and from the silk threads running through the joints of these twelve golden people, it can also be seen that the reason why these things are eyeing themselves must be secretly manipulated. Thinking that his little life was almost confessed to these things, how could Lin Bai not be angry in his heart, it was only then that Qin Jiu Ye released a signal flare to see the surrounding situation clearly.

"Okay!" Qin Jiuye was also furious when he heard this, reached out and took out the flare gun from his waist, and suddenly pulled the trigger. 'Bang', after a crisp gunshot, the flare burst into the air, like a meteor, dragging a long burst of fireworks, rushing to the dome, and then bursting open, blooming with dazzling light. The dazzling light pierced the dense fog in an instant, and everything in front of him was no longer obstructed.

Under the dazzling light of the flare, everyone couldn't help but gasp. I saw that the joints of the twelve golden people who surrounded Lin Bai were densely covered with fine silk threads, and it was obvious that someone relied on these silk threads to manipulate the twelve golden people, and constantly sent offensive means to Lin Bai, wanting to cut off his life.

However, looking at the dense silk threads on the twelve golden figures, the appearance is very similar to the puppet show that has been handed down from China to this day. And from the perspective of principle alone, it is also the same as a puppet show, which uses silk threads to lift the mechanism to manipulate the movement of the puppet. However, the difference is that the puppet show that was originally used to entertain the people has now become a murderous creature that hides the killing machine step by step.

"Fu Chengguang, don't hide sneakily anymore, what kind of man is the shrunken head, show me your true face if you have the audacity." After glancing in the direction of the silk thread, Lin Bai clenched his fists, a cold smile appeared on his face, and said lightly.

"Good eyesight, Qin Jiuye's ability to gain the name of the top eye in the Jiang Xiang faction is really not in vain. These little silk threads on the twelve golden men can't escape your eyes. It's a pity that your old man really doesn't know the current affairs, so he doesn't cooperate with us, but wants to follow Lin Bai's kid to jump into the fire pit. Your old name is lost here, but you can't complain about others. ”

Hearing Lin Bai's words, Fu Chengguang's hearty laughter came from the end of the silk thread, and after first ridiculing Qin Jiuye for a few words, he turned his head to look at Lin Bai and said lightly: "Lin Bai, I didn't expect you to fall into my hands this day, right?" And your bullshit madman, you're still as awesome as last time, why don't you have the same bullish energy as before in this little world? ”

"Lao Tzu is crazy or not, you'll know later!" Zhang San couldn't afford to suffer such a loss, and sneered and counterattacked: "You must beg heaven and earth to worship the earth, don't let yourself fall into my hands, otherwise, I will definitely let you taste the methods of my madman." ”