Chapter 184: He Chases, She Flees, He Cannot Escape Even With Wings~~~

"Hiss~ it hurts~~"

"Benefactor, be gentle~"

Lin Dao shoved the iodine tincture in his hand into Li Shishi's hand and said, "Do it yourself."

"Whimper~~~"

Barking came from the roadside bushes.

Red-eyed wild dogs poked their heads out from time to time, looking around.

Li Shishi held the iodine tincture and applied it to her scraped palm, not daring the slightest complaint.

Although in the past within Bianliang City she was pursued by thousands and adored by tens of thousands, worldly affairs are ever-changing.

Right now, simply being alive is already the greatest fortune.

Here Lin Dao stepped forward, raised his Glock, and fired several shots at the bushes. "Bang bang."

Amid the tragic howls of the dogs, several wild dogs fled in panic with their tails between their legs.

The next moment, Lin Dao's figure suddenly vanished without a trace.

Li Shishi's heart jumped in alarm; the iodine tincture in her hand spilled onto the ground.

She scrambled to her feet, tears welling, and cried out helplessly, "Benefactor~ Benefactor~~"

Rescued from despair, it was like gaining a new life.

But the benefactor who saved her suddenly disappeared; the psychological gap and blow stimulated Li Shishi to the brink of collapse.

Before long, Lin Dao's figure reappeared.

Beside him was an additional modified off-road vehicle.

Li Shishi's cries came to an abrupt halt.

"Come here!"

Lin Dao gave a low shout.

Li Shishi, clutching her skirt hem, stumbled over running.

She raised a hand to wipe the corner of her eye, like an abandoned little beast returning to its master's side.

"Remove armor."

Lin Dao's instruction, she did not understand.

She knew zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, and blowing, plucking, strumming, and singing.

But what kind of thing is "remove armor"?

Lin Dao's gaze swept over her small face woven with dust and tears.

He moved himself, pulled open the rear car door, took off the outer heavy armor piece by piece, and threw them into the off-road vehicle's back seat.

Wearing heavy armor is inconvenient for driving.

"Get in the car."

This time the flustered Li Shishi understood.

She stuck out her buttocks and tried to crawl into the back seat, but was yanked out by Lin Dao grabbing her neck.

Dragging her to the passenger side, he opened the door and shoved her in.

Lin Dao, wearing a stab-proof vest and a steel helmet, vigilantly scanned the surroundings.

He got into the driver's seat and started the off-road vehicle.

"Benefactor~"

Curled up on the seat, Li Shishi only felt it was like a dream. "Are you an Immortal?"

Lin Dao did not speak, simply leaned over.

Li Shishi hurriedly closed her eyes.

"Benefactor saved my life~ repaying him is only right~ but can we change places, at least have a bed~"

"Click!"

Lin Dao fastened her seat belt, then sat back properly and drove off.

The engine's roaring rumble sounded; with no oxen or horses pulling it, it could move forward on its own.

All this left Li Shishi, who had opened her eyes, at a loss.

In her heart she was even more certain: Benefactor is an Immortal.

"Benefactor~~~"

"I ask." Lin Dao's gaze stared straight ahead. "You answer."

"What year is it now?"

Li Shishi turned her head to look at Lin Dao's side face and softly replied, "Jingkang, second year, first day of the first month."

"Where is this place?"

"Xiangfu Southern Border; ahead is Zhuxian Town."

Light shone in Li Shishi's eyes; her tone grew higher.

Benefactor doesn't even know this common sense; he must be an Immortal who descended from the heavens!

With time and location both understood, Lin Dao asked again, "Where are Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan?"

Li Shishi trembled, subconsciously lowering her gaze.

"This concubine does not know; I suppose they are still in the city interior."

Lin Dao glanced at her.

The road was uneven, jolting and undulating without end.

Along the road one could from time to time see overturned carts and dead passersby.

Seeing a pack of wild dogs gnawing at something not far ahead, Lin Dao rolled down the car window, drove one-handed, and leaned out holding the Glock.

【Bang bang bang!】

Time, place, and people all match — the era of the Jingkang Humiliation!

Lin Dao did not care about the miserable fate of the Zhao Song royal family; they brought it on themselves.

Just—

Under the war disaster, the Zhao Song commoners suffered even more.

Seeing Lin Dao stay silent, Li Shishi, curled up on the seat, carefully spoke up: "Benefactor, what post do you hold in the heavenly realm?"

Lin Dao glanced at her. "Giver of children."

"Eh?"

Li Shishi was confused. "Aren't you the Guanyin of Childbirth?"

Lin Dao didn't answer her and accelerated forward.

After a while, with her mind relaxed in the safe environment, Li Shishi curiously looked outside.

"Over there—"

She called out softly: "There's a fire over there!"

Lin Dao scanned over; a village about one li off to the side of the official road was indeed billowing thick smoke.

He turned the steering wheel and drove straight across the hard fields toward it.

At the village entrance, a few Jurchen cavalry on sentry duty were gathered together chatting.

The roar of the engine transmitted over; they turned their heads in doubt to look.

"What thing is that?"

"A monster?"

A big contraption like a carriage compartment shook its way forward across the fields.

No oxen or horses dragging it, no one pushing, yet it ran extremely fast — truly too weird.

At a distance of roughly over a hundred paces, that weird big contraption stopped.

The Jurchen scouts all stepped forward to look; in their view this distance was very safe.

"Stay in the car."

Leaning back to retrieve the Remington M700 from the back seat, Lin Dao opened the door and got out.

Practiced, he deployed the bipod and braced this long spear on the engine hood.

Following his previous daily training routine: insert magazine, work the bolt, disengage safety, open the eight-power scope.

Pressing his face to it, stock braced against his shoulder, the scope locked onto a figure peering toward him.

【Bang!】

The recoil slammed his shoulder, making it shake.

A Jurchen scout at the village entrance was immediately knocked to the ground.

Shooting a fixed target, accuracy was very high.

Lin Dao smoothly worked the bolt, ejected the casing, and aimed to fire again.

【Bang!】

Another Jurchen fell.

The opposite side finally reacted.

The remaining few: two roared, drew swords, and charged straight at him; the other two ran to mount horses.

【Bang! Bang!】

Lin Dao shot smoothly, first dropping the two Jurchen going for horses.

One shot missed the man and only hit the horse.

Continued with execution shots to beat it to death.

Two Jurchen soldier scouts ran up quickly, yet Lin Dao unhurriedly swapped the five-round magazine.

A hundred-odd paces away, and you didn't bring bows — run slowly then.

Magazine swapped, continued shooting.

Shooting moving targets, it took three shots to drop these two Jurchen.

His shooting still needs more practice.

Sharpshooters are all fed by endless shooting training and bullets.

The Jurchen burning, killing, and looting in the village gradually came out to investigate.

Lin Dao shot one after another, continuously gunning them down.

Finally sensing something was wrong, the Jurchen mobilized in force; the remaining twenty-odd Jurchen cavalry spurred horses and charged out from all parts of the village.

Having dropped two Jurchen cavalry, Lin Dao stowed the long spear, returned to the car, and shoved the long spear into Li Shishi's arms.

Locked the doors, started the car; amid the engine's roar, the off-road vehicle roared forward in a charge.

He had spent a lot of money modifying this car.

Bulletproof glass, welded steel plates, explosion-proof tires — all standard.

Ignoring the heavy arrows flying at him, he charged straight into the Jurchen cavalry.

Some fierce and brave Jurchen, waving wolf-tooth clubs and long spears, spurred their horses to charge and smash and stab.

Colliding with the off-road vehicle, they were instantly thrown into chaos, men and horses overturning.

As the huge tires rolled over, the sound of bones shattering and flesh and blood being crushed was piercingly harsh.

【Peh!】

Lin Dao spat, "Still better driving the Hundred-Ton King, at least it wouldn't jolt like this."

Li Shishi in the passenger seat had long been scared into trembling all over, curled up into a ball.

Eyes shut tight, she gripped Lin Dao's long spear with all her strength.

On the open fields outside the village, Lin Dao drove the off-road vehicle in combat with the Jurchen cavalry.

He chases, they flee, they can't escape even with wings~~~

The off-road vehicle was fast, unafraid of head-on collision; the pursued Jurchen scattered in all directions.

Yet the field ridges posed a huge obstruction to warhorses at high speed; Jurchen cavalry kept toppling, man and horse together.

Before they could struggle up, Lin Dao's off-road vehicle would roll straight over them.

Fighting unknown monsters, yet there was absolutely no hope of victory.

Their prized heavy arrows, horsemanship, heavy weapons — none could even break through the defense.

Faced with this unprecedented, despair-inducing situation, the surviving Jurchen chose to flee.

Lin Dao pursued all the way, overturning, crushing, jolting, then pursuing again.

The last Jurchen rider gained the official road and galloped off without looking back.

Lin Dao stopped the vehicle, reached out to take his long spear.

"Hm?"

The trembling Li Shishi was holding on too tight; Lin Dao couldn't pull it free for a moment.

"Let go!"

Lin Dao leaned over, pried her arms open, and drew out the long spear.

Bracing it on the hood, Lin Dao took aim at the wildly fleeing figure in the distance.

Bang!

The warhorse was hit in the hindquarters and collapsed to the ground.

He started the vehicle, drove over, glanced at the Jurchen lying on the ground with broken bones, still struggling to crawl.

Amid his terrified shouts and screams, he didn't slow down and drove straight through.

The jolting was severe; Li Shishi screamed in misery.

When had she ever encountered such a terrifying scene? She hadn't fainted only because she kept her eyes shut the whole way.

Driving back outside the village again, Lin Dao got out and put his armor back on.

"Have to go back and place an order with the machinery processing factory."

"Get them to custom-make me a set of armor with guaranteed protection that's easy to put on, this is too much trouble."

A full suit of heavy armor, from soles to crown, greaves to iron gloves — it had everything.

One person putting it on is extremely troublesome.

He called to Li Shishi, "Get down, help me don the armor!"

Li Shishi, trembling all over, unfastened the safety belt, climbed over the driver's seat and scrambled out.

Face pale, she tried to step forward to help.

But then she saw a finger still stuck in the tire, stained with yellow, white, red, and gray.

Ugh~~~

Li Shishi collapsed onto the ground, a wet patch spreading beneath her.

Lin Dao shook his head, "Greenhouse flowers — in chaotic times they don't even have the ability to protect themselves, only to be casually destroyed by others."

"Heads hung before the horse, women carried behind."

Smelling the strange stench permeating the air, Lin Dao's gaze was calm, "No wonder the women don't resist — they're scared into pissing themselves."

Fully armored, Lin Dao picked up the dazed Li Shishi and stuffed her back into the vehicle.

Locked the car door, Uzi in one hand, riot shield in the other, he strode into the village.

Passing those trampled to death, beaten to death Jurchen, he would put a bullet in each.

Bullets are cheap, no need to be stingy.

Occasionally a not-quite-dead wounded horse screamed; Lin Dao would swing his hammer and send them on their way.

In the village, quite a few houses had been set alight, billowing thick smoke and flames.

Many corpses lay on the ground.

White-haired elders, strong men, headless old women, children pierced by long spears, women with clothes torn.

Scanning those ferocious faces, one could know how desperate and painful their deaths were.

"History books only record how miserable the Zhao Song royal family and civil and military officials were."

"Who knows, the Zhao Song commoners suffered ten times, a hundred times worse than them!"

"Jurchen dogs! Zhao Song! Traitorous ministers and rebels!"

"All deserve to die!"

He halted, Lin Dao slowly raised his head, looking toward the sky where dense lead clouds had gathered at some unknown time.

"Rain!"

(End of Chapter)