Chapter 190: Bumping into Great Luck Upon Going Out

The early-winter wind was like a sharp blade, sweeping across the Cang Ye and tearing the sky apart.

Inside the RV, Lin Dao carefully wiped down his firearms with cotton cloth and applied gun oil.

Having entered Tokyo, he was bound to make a big move, and his weapons needed proper maintenance.

The timid Li Shishi served him attentively at his side.

After Lin Dao had finished packing away his weapons and equipment.

She lowered her head with red-rimmed eyes, forcing a smile. "Benefactor, you're off to do great things; just find a place to settle me."

"Hmm?"

Lin Dao did indeed have that thought.

After all, he was going to war, likely fighting alongside the Zhao Song against the Jurchens.

Bringing a woman along was indeed inconvenient.

"Do you really think that?"

"Yes." Li Shishi looked up, her beautiful eyes misty with tears. "Concubine cannot bring trouble to Benefactor."

Before, he had been running errands, making small trouble.

Now he was heading to Bianliang City, besieged by hundreds of thousands of Jin soldiers.

Even if Benefactor were an Immortal descended to earth, he might not be able to protect himself completely.

Better to ask to leave on her own than be cast aside, so as not to put Benefactor in a difficult position.

"Ha~~~"

Lin Dao assembled his Glock in his hand. "Are you looking down on my skills?"

The smooth sailing in the two previous worlds had nurtured his confident spirit.

He had originally indeed planned to settle Li Shishi first.

But now~~~

He stood up and instructed, "Take it off."

"Ah?"

Li Shishi instinctively glanced at the sky outside the window.

In broad daylight, maybe they should wait until night~~~

As her cheeks flushed red, Lin Dao had already brought a soft tape measure and tossed it to her. "Measure your size."

"Eh?"

Based on Li Shishi's figure, Lin Dao picked out a small-sized bulletproof vest for her.

Putting on a Kevlar Helmet, she looked like a Strawberry Female Soldier.

Wearing his own lightweight and flexible Super Battle Armor, Lin Dao packed away his weapons and equipment.

Lin Dao stood up.

"Let's go."

Not long after driving the RV northward, he encountered Jin cavalry scouts searching everywhere for his trail.

Lin Dao didn't waste words, calling for Li Shishi to get off the vehicle.

Bringing the RV back to the Cang Ku in the Modern World, he strode forward to a Dong Hundred-ton King.

He patted the steel plates added to the Dong Heavy Truck. "The road ahead depends on you."

A Super Mining Heavy Truck Hundred-ton King, retired after filling a river in the Chongzhen Spacetime.

Lin Dao had successively ordered several large mining machines.

Mining machinery manufacturers such as XCMG, Sany, CITIC, and Shantui all had orders.

When he placed orders, he always required a certain degree of modification.

Not standard off-the-shelf models, but customized vehicles.

Manufacturing, assembly, debugging, delivery, and so on all took time.

Moreover, Lin Dao purchased them under the name of the South African Gold Mine Company, shipping them directly by sea to South Africa, intending to transfer them to the Yonghe Spacetime for storage after arriving there.

The result was that the Jingkang Spacetime urgently needed them now, but there were no off-the-shelf units.

Lin Dao urgently purchased a second-hand Dong Heavy Truck, making slight modifications for temporary use.

Bringing the Dong Hundred-ton King to the Jingkang Spacetime.

"Get in."

Lin Dao, whose physical quality kept increasing, lifted Li Shishi—who was looking up stupidly—into the vehicle with one hand.

Closing the car door, Lin Dao started the Dong Heavy Truck.

The Jin soldiers riding horses in the distance gradually slowed down and lingered.

Such a huge object had obviously frightened them.

Amidst the Engine Roar, Lin Dao easily drove the Hundred-ton King forward, accelerating.

He had driven even larger and heavier mining trucks before, so driving the Dong was indeed easy.

The Dong Heavy Truck, fitted with a vehicle-mounted snow plow on its front bumper, rumbled over.

From the perspective of the Jurchens, it was a moving iron beast!

People shouting and horses neighing, complete chaos.

"What monster?!"

The Meng'an Mokes leading the group were all terrified.

Even when facing the Khitan's Leather Chamber Army head-on, they had never been so panicked.

"Detour, detour~~"

The meng'an leading the troop shouted loudly, "Detour, fire arrows!"

The large force of cavalry suppressed their fear, spurring their horses around the Dong heavy truck while continuously loosing arrows.

The piercing heavy arrows whistled in, striking the vehicle body with a clanging sound.

Li Shishi, her face pale with fright, curled up with her head covered, looking even more like a Strawberry Female Soldier.

"Don't be afraid."

Lin Dao comforted her with a relaxed expression, "They can't shoot through it."

This secondhand Dong heavy truck had steel plates installed on its vital parts, its tires were Good Luck Tong puncture-proof mining tires, and the glass had been replaced with bulletproof glass.

If they were replaced by Tatars equipped with large amounts of artillery, they would still pose some threat.

As for the Jurchen with only bows and arrows, Lin Dao didn't care at all.

Seeing that bows and arrows were useless, among the Jurchen cavalry there were fierce and brave men who spurred their horses to accelerate and close in, waving the wolf-tooth clubs in their hands and smashing them hard against the vehicle body.

They had great strength, but the recoil tore their tiger's mouths open, with fresh blood flowing.

"Want to overtake on this road condition?"

Seeing this scene through the rearview mirror, Lin Dao directly turned the steering wheel.

The huge vehicle body instantly brought down the Jurchen cavalry, and then the rear wheel tires rolled over them.

"This jolting feeling."

Lin Dao in the driver's seat frowned, "The jolting feeling of a mining truck is still the lightest."

Such a cruel scene frightened the Jurchen soldiers, and for a moment no one dared to approach.

In the Jurchen military system, within each meng'an, cavalry and foot soldiers were half each.

The foot soldiers were mostly composed of Bohai people, Northern Han people, Khitan, Xi people, and so on.

Under coercion, they raised sturdy shields, set up long spears to form a spear formation, and blocked in front of the Dong.

Lin Dao saw this, and not only did he not turn, but instead he stomped on the accelerator and began to accelerate.

"You guys are lucky."

"Going out today and hitting Dong!"

Watching with wide eyes as the roaring steel giant beast charged straight at them.

In the formation, some foot soldiers couldn't bear the huge psychological pressure and turned around to run.

Heavy arrows flew in, shooting the fleeing foot soldiers dead.

More foot soldiers, however, buried themselves behind their shields, leaving their fate to be decided by heaven.

The next moment, the forest of long spears struck the steel plate installed on the front of the vehicle, and was instantly knocked aside.

The installed snow plow pushed aside the shields, pushing and squeezing all the way, pushing and rolling over people and goods along the official road.

On the official road, a long trail of blood was left behind.

Facing the Dong speeding along, the Jurchen were helpless.

Some unwilling Jurchen rode horses behind, following, using bows and arrows to scrape off some of the Dong's paint.

Among the Jurchen cavalry following behind the vehicle body, someone suddenly had a whimsical idea, spurring their horse to accelerate forward, throwing a grappling hook trying to climb onto the vehicle.

This technique was difficult, and several people in a row fell to the ground, suffering broken bones and torn tendons.

Some fierce and brave ones clung tightly to the rope and forcibly climbed up.

But when Lin Dao turned, they were quickly thrown off.

The lucky ones only ended up with scrapes all over, or broken bones from the fall.

The unlucky ones, during the process of being thrown off, hit trees and such, which was truly miserable beyond compare.

Their armor was all dented out of shape.

In the end, more than ten fierce and brave Jurchen soldiers forcibly climbed onto the Dong's cargo bed.

They struggled to steady themselves, moving forward toward the driver's cab.

The commotion behind caught Lin Dao's attention.

He glanced through the rearview mirror, slightly startled.

"So brave?"

Forcibly climbing onto a moving truck, undoubtedly brave warriors.

Whenever a Jurchen wanted to climb onto the truck roof, Lin Dao would turn the steering wheel left and right, and the Jurchen were thrown off one after another.

The remaining few were frightened and dared not climb again.

They had no choice but to gather together, constantly striking with the weapons in their hands.

Lin Dao no longer paid them attention; less than a mile ahead was Nanxun Gate.

Bianliang City was the largest city in the world in this era.

Just the population within the city was estimated to be around one and a half million.

For such a prosperous capital with such a large population, the area outside the city naturally could not be a barren wasteland.

In fact, outside the city in various places, there were mostly market towns with houses standing in rows and shops as numerous as clouds.

Just like outside this Nanxun Gate, there were rows of various houses.

It was just that now, having fallen into the hands of the Jurchen, it had long been destroyed beyond recognition.

Finally, some Jurchen threw various miscellaneous items onto the road.

There were all kinds of large carts, wooden frames, tables and chairs, baskets, water vats, sticks, dung carts, and so on.

"Smart."

Lin Dao spat, and floored the accelerator.

The snow plow installed in front of the vehicle played an important role at this time.

The massive snowplow, pushing the severed limbs and mangled remains of men and horses, whistled as it slammed into the debris along the way.

Under the impact, the debris was quickly knocked aside.

At most there was some jolting, and even its speed did not decrease.

Nanxun Gate city tower.

Han Chang stepped forward and asked, "Fourth Prince, should we close the city gate?"

The young Fourth Prince Wanyan Zongbi stared fixedly at the steel giant beast pushing countless debris flying toward them.

He simply shook his head. "No need. Let him enter the city!"

"Once he enters the city, he'll be trapped in the cage."

"Better than him wandering around outside where we can't catch him."

He refused to believe it.

With several hundred thousand troops, could they still do nothing about that strange man?

Once locked inside Bianliang City, he'd find escape impossible even with wings.

"The Fourth Prince speaks truly."

Han Chang smiled and said, "No need for words; there's no need for our Great Jin to act—the Song people inside the city will voluntarily chop off his head and deliver it."

Wanyan Zongbi turned to look, and the two exchanged a smile.

Everything went without saying.

The Song people inside Bianliang City, from their Emperor down to the civil and military officials at court, are Great Jin's best friends and best helpers.

The territories Great Jin cannot chew down, they will actively offer up with both hands.

The Song people Great Jin cannot beat, they will actively drive away.

Song soldiers who dare fire cannons at Great Jin are even more directly beheaded by them and sent to beg for forgiveness.

Even the Khitans who surrendered to Great Jin are not as thoughtful as the Song people inside Bianliang City.

Undeniably good friends~~~

"Hmm?"

Seeing the city gate wide open with no intention of closing.

Lin Dao was also somewhat doubtful.

"Was he scared stupid, or doing it on purpose?"

He had previously been prepared to switch to a bulldozer.

Without thinking further, he drove straight into Nanxun Gate.

Nanxun Gate was over twenty meters in height and width, enough for Lin Dao to drive the Dong heavy truck inside.

Inside the wengcheng was empty and void; the Jin soldiers had all climbed onto the city wall, looking down from above.

The gate leading to Imperial Street remained open; Lin Dao bared his teeth in a smile, continued forward inside, and drove straight onto Bianliang City's Imperial Street.

Bianliang City's Imperial Street, from Xuanhe Gate, past Zhuque Gate, to Nanxun Gate, was over ten li long.

Its width reached three hundred meters, with the Imperial Road reserved for the royal family in the middle, and an Imperial Ditch built, with rows of fruit trees such as peach, plum, pear, and apricot planted.

On both sides of Imperial Street, long corridors resembling covered walkways were built, all filled with merchant stalls.

Lin Dao drove all the way to the head of Longjin Bridge before suddenly slamming on the brakes.

Inside the truck bed behind him came impact sounds and screams.

Lin Dao drew his Glock, put on his face armor, opened the door, flipped over, and climbed onto the roof of the truck.

'Bang! Bang! Bang!'

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