Chapter 192: Finish Work After Beating Them, Continue Tomorrow (Silver Alliance Leader Warm Sun 1314 Extra Chapter)

Ma Qian Jie, Jin Bai Alley.

Standing outside the Brothel Courtyard Gate, Lin Dao frowned, "What are you waiting for, open the door."

"I~"

Li Shishi's pretty face blushed slightly, "I don't have the key."

"The key is with Ling'er, she was taken away by the Jin people~"

Thinking of her maidservant suffering torture in the Jin camp at this moment, Li Shishi couldn't help but tremble.

Lin Dao stepped forward two steps, raised his leg and kicked out fiercely.

The wooden door, suffering the tremendous impact, immediately shattered and collapsed.

Li Shishi, covering her mouth with both hands, stared with wide eyes.

Truly great strength!

That's right, Benefactor's strength is just that great, it still hurts a bit now~

The small building's room door was also kicked open in the same way.

Lin Dao took out a flashlight, illuminating the interior.

Messy chairs and stools showed just how panicked the departure had been.

Stepping forward a few steps, he saw a thin layer of dust had settled on the chairs.

"Benefactor~"

Li Shishi, following inside, led the way, "Go upstairs and rest."

Lin Dao didn't move.

Li Shishi looked over in doubt, confused by his meaning.

"Wait here."

After instructing her, Lin Dao turned and went out the door into the courtyard.

Her courtyard wasn't small, enough to park the RV.

Fetching the RV, Lin Dao carrying the travel bag, called Li Shishi out.

"This is a walkie-talkie."

Simply teaching Li Shishi how to use the walkie-talkie, demonstrating once, he opened the car door and let her get in.

"If you encounter danger, use the walkie-talkie to notify me."

Finishing speaking, Lin Dao strode out of the courtyard, arriving on the alleyway.

Going to the Modern World to fetch an electric scooter, Lin Dao put on the travel bag, started the vehicle, turned on the lights and advanced.

Traveling along various empty, deserted streets all the way.

Crossing the Bian River, over the bridge on the Cai River onto the Imperial Road, proceeding until near the Taixue before stopping.

Several hundred meters ahead was the Nanxun Gate entered during the day.

The work of eliminating the Jin people's living forces cannot stop.

Kill one more and there's one less, only several hundred thousand, they can all be exterminated eventually.

Parking the vehicle and getting out, Lin Dao took out the XRGL40 Grenade Launcher from the travel bag.

Taking out the rangefinder, measuring the distance to the city wall, the effective range could cover it.

Loading ammunition, the first round was an incendiary round.

*Boom! *

A dull sound.

The incendiary round traced a parabolic trajectory, accurately smashing onto the Wengcheng's wall.

A large ball of fire light blazed up.

The city wall immediately became lively, numerous Jin soldiers running back and forth shouting loudly.

Quite a few people gathered near the burning wall to look.

Picking up the rangefinder again to measure, fine-tuning the grenade launcher, then switching to load fragmentation grenades.

*Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! *

Six grenades fired in succession, the city wall three hundred meters away instantly exploding in patches.

The explosion's impact force and flying fragments knocked down a large batch of Jin people.

The nearby city wall immediately boiled with activity.

Taking out grenades from the travel bag, reloading and firing again.

Another round of six shots!

Continuous explosions greatly stimulated the Jin people.

Even panicked deserters appeared.

Ten Thousand Households Han Chang's subordinate Commandant Zheng Teng shouted loudly, beheading deserters.

Immediately angrily roaring, "Just what is going on?!"

No one knew what was going on.

For no reason, shocking thunder would explode, amidst rolling fire light, nearby soldiers and horses all suffered countless casualties.

This kind of never-before-seen strike nearly destroyed military morale.

If not for the Jin people's prestige of winning every battle pressing down, they would have collapsed long ago.

Thunder-like sounds, large balls of rising fire light, Jin people's panicked shouts.

Under the night curtain, such violent movement startled awake many people.

In the many houses not too far from Nanxun Gate, figures occasionally pushed open doors and windows, carefully peering out.

Inside the Taixue, a group of Scholars even cheered loudly in excitement.

Young students always retain some hot blood.

Unlike those at Court.

Forget hot blood — they don't even have anything below the knees.

Lin Dao turned into an emotionless machine, loading, firing, loading again, firing again.

The Jurchen on the Nanxun Gate city tower, after taking several dozen grenades, only then did someone notice the incoming trajectory.

"Qianfu Chang (Meng'an)!"

"Over there!"

Zheng Teng finally saw the faint flashes on the distant Imperial Road when the grenade launcher fired.

Flashing on and off, like fireflies.

"Mount up!"

Zheng Teng turned and rushed down to the city base "Charge past!"

He was a Northern Han from Liaodong.

He originally served the Liao State, then surrendered to the Jin, and rose to Meng'an through military merit, serving under Wanhu Han Chang.

The Jurchen are quite practical in this regard.

With military merit comes corresponding rewards and status, so in wartime everyone vies to be first, fearless of death.

In his Meng'an, genuine Jurchen are few, only two hundred-odd, all cavalry.

The rest are all Northern Han, Bohai, Xi People, and so on.

The so-called Bohai are the existence formed after the fusion of the Sumo Mohe, Affluent and other tribes during the Han and Tang periods.

During the Han and Tang, all knew the danger of the Liaodong land, and frequently launched military campaigns.

Li Shimin and his son spared no national strength, determined to exterminate Gaogouli.

Strangle the danger before it ever grows strong.

Unfortunately by the time of the weak and cowardly Da Song, they couldn't even beat the Khitan and Tangut, let alone attack Liaodong.

Three to four hundred riders gathered in the Wengcheng; Zheng Teng personally led the team, spurring horses to charge onto the broad Imperial Road.

Lin Dao quickly noticed the movement on this side.

His figure flashed, and he disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already carrying an MG74 with a loaded ammo belt.

He crouched prone on the ground, deploying the bipod.

The muzzle aimed at the cluster of Jurchen cavalry charging over with torches.

*Zzzzzzt—*

The electric saw sound rang out.

One in every five rounds was a tracer.

From Lin Dao's perspective, strings of tracers plunged continuously into the Jurchen cavalry mass.

On the Imperial Road, torches also fell one after another.

An ammo belt was quickly used up; Lin Dao didn't reload, just moved and vanished.

When he reappeared, he had already switched to a new machine gun with an ammo belt loaded and ready to fire.

After a brief pause of a few seconds, the electric saw sound rose again.

A distance of roughly three hundred meters, for Jurchen cavalry, is nothing worth mentioning.

But when a machine gun constantly spitting fire tongues stands opposite them, this seemingly insignificant mere three hundred meters becomes a death corridor.

In the true sense, in groups, men and horses alike beaten into blood gourds rolling all over the ground.

The Jurchen relied on military force to run rampant in the Central Plains, burning, killing, looting, committing every evil, unleashing the evil in their hearts.

The Song, lacking the will to resist, have only tears.

Now Lin Dao's military force far surpasses the Jurchen.

So it should be Lin Dao taking from the Jurchen at will.

He doesn't want tears, he wants Jurchen blood!

He wants their blood to flow into rivers!

Dense gunshots, the tragic cries of men shouting and horses neighing, echoed through the Imperial Road inside Nanxun Gate beneath the silent night.

People in many nearby buildings were frightened into trembling.

They had enjoyed too many years of peace and prosperity inside Bianliang City, and had long lost their blood and courage.

Like Lin Dao, daring to face hundreds of Jurchen cavalry alone.

In the whole Da Song, probably only Han Yue and a handful of others.

As Meng'an, Zheng Teng was probably beaten to death before Lin Dao even used up the first ammo belt.

The night concealed his death.

His cavalry still followed the previous order, charging relentlessly toward that distant place spitting fire.

Under the night, many Jurchen didn't know how great their own losses were.

Precisely because of this, even after suffering cruel losses, the surviving cavalry still charged forward in succession.

After using up three ammo belts, Lin Dao stood up carrying the machine gun and travel bag, stepping under the trees in the middle of the Imperial Road.

The surviving Jurchen cavalry finally charged over.

But upon reaching the place, besides spent casings still smoking all over the ground and an electric bicycle, there was nothing.

Over a hundred Jurchen cavalry, anxiously riding back and forth in circles.

There was no helping it; the Imperial Road was simply too spacious.

A full three hundred meters wide, Lin Dao beneath the trees in the middle, the Jurchen cavalry were actually unable to find his tracks for a time.

By the time Lin Dao had swapped the ammo belt, Jurchen cavalry finally spotted him.

While greeting his companions, the machine gun in Lin Dao's hands also sounded again.

Legs spread standing, both hands holding the machine gun sweeping fire.

Powerful physical quality, and the Yin-Yang Alloy Armor worn on his body, hard-resisting the recoil, holding with both hands extremely steadily.

The machine gun's rate of fire was extremely fast; in just a few breaths, ten-odd seconds, the ammo belt was used up again.

The Jurchen cavalry opposite, by visual estimate only thirty-odd riders remained.

Casually tossing down the machine gun, taking the AUG Assault Rifle from his shoulder, Lin Dao stepped forward sweeping fire until the magazine was used up.

The twenty-odd Jurchen cavalry still surviving at this time had already completely lost their courage.

They desperately spurred their horses, fleeing madly toward the direction of Nanxun Gate.

Lin Dao casually swapped magazines, sweeping down seven or eight riders.

Stepping to the electric bicycle, picking up the grenade launcher and loading fragmentation grenades, firing them all at the city gate entrance.

By visual estimate they should have all fallen among the ten-odd fleeing riders.

As for whether they were all killed, Lin Dao did not insist.

Cleaning up the firearms and magazines and sending them to Yonghe Spacetime, returning and gripping the Glock, giving the Jurchen on the ground and their warhorses execution shots one by one.

Hoofbeats sounded; a warhorse that had lost its master circled a Jurchen corpse neighing.

Lin Dao smiled.

"You're quite loyal."

"Carrying Jurchen to the Central Plains to cause harm, you're guilty too!"

Taking the Ram's Horn Hammer hanging at his waist, Lin Dao stepped toward the warhorse.

Hammer raised high, falling heavily!

Shouldering the travel bag, glancing at the distant city wall where figures had vanished, only firelight remaining.

Lin Dao mounted the electric bicycle, turned on the light, turned around and left.

Fight finished, off work, continue tomorrow.

In the dim Bianliang City, Lin Dao gradually lost his way.

Lacking reference targets, indeed difficult to travel.

Fortunately a mere small amount of getting lost could not stump Lin Dao.

He took out the drone and launched it, finding the RV's night lights in the air.

Heading in the general direction, he finally returned to Li Shishi's Brothel Courtyard.

Sending the electric bicycle back, Lin Dao stepped onto the RV.

"Benefactor~~~"

Without the slightest surprise, Li Shishi threw herself into his arms.

"Your body is full of smells."

Lin Dao patted signaling "I'm going to shower."

His body was full of gunpowder smell and bloody smell, very pungent.

Removing the armor, Lin Dao did not enter the bathroom to run water and wash.

On this side Li Shishi lightly bit her cherry lips, raised her hand to unfasten~~~

Stepping to the bathroom door, reaching out to open the door.

"Benefactor~"

"Concubine serves Benefactor to bathe~~"

(End of Chapter)