Chapter 221: Zhao Ji Enters the Earth

"Immortal Elder~"

"Great joy~"

Zong Ze, his face beaming with joy, came running all the way into the Brothel Courtyard.

He rushed before Lin Dao and happily handed over the military report.

"Pengju has entered Hedong and crushed the various departments of the Jin West Route Army."

"The main army is now heading northward, rushing to Jun Du Xing."

【6】 "The main army is now heading northward, rushing to Jun Du Xing."

Lin Dao, a smile on his face, took the military report and flipped through it.

Yue Fei's troops entered He Dong Lu via Jing Xing, smashing through camps along the way like pulling down dry rot.

Upon reaching the borders of Yu Ci County, they encountered the main force of the Jin West Route Army and a large-scale decisive battle erupted.

The Jurchens looked down on the Yue Family Army and actively launched a charge.

The result: the fully iron-armored Yue Family Army stood immovable, inflicting massive casualties on the Jurchens, causing their morale and fighting spirit to plummet sharply.

Yue Fei seized the opportunity to counterattack across the line, severely mauling the West Route Army.

If not for too few cavalry, I fear the Jin West Route Army would have been smashed to collapse in this battle.

The military report also gave special mention: the famous Jurchen general Wanyan Lou Shi and his son, to cover the main force's escape, launched a counter-charge, but were surrounded and annihilated by the Yue Family Army.

Zong Ze was beside himself with excitement, his voice trembling.

"This old man truly never expected that we would actually win~"

He knew Yue Fei was formidable, that the Yue Family Army could fight.

But this is too formidable, too able to fight!

The number of regular soldiers was estimated to be even slightly fewer than the Jurchens, and concentrated training had lasted barely a month or so.

And they won just like that?

They even killed the Jurchens' number one famous general, Wanyan Lou Shi?

If it were anyone else, Zong Ze would surely suspect a false military report.

But Yue Pengju's character — he believes in it.

Lin Dao smiled and examined the military report closely.

'Jurchen Flying Cavalry hurled shots, could not penetrate armor.'

'Drove horses to skim the formation, were blocked by Ju Ma Chang Qiang.'

'Forced a charge into the formation; first met with concentrated fire from Shenbi Bows; when Jurchen cavalry neared the formation, the Vanguard withdrew and used Iron Wire Net to block the enemy.'

Seeing this, Lin Dao smiled again.

"As expected, the Iron Wire Net I provided has rendered great merit."

Against the Jurchen cavalry's most important weapon — their heavy arrows that can penetrate armor — they were unable to shoot through the iron armor on the Yue Family Army.

Consequently, when facing the Shenbi Bow's counterattack, they could only passively suffer the beating.

The Jurchens' only remaining method to break the formation was just their unique skill: forcing their way through by brute force.

Once, Jurchen cavalry clusters, relying on this one move, forcibly smashed the many great armies of the Liao State and the Song State.

When facing the Yue Family Army, they used this killing move once again.

Tens of thousands of Jurchen cavalry surged forward like a tide.

Recklessly, desperately charging ahead.

Then, they ran into Ju Ma stakes, Iron Wire Net, and Xian Kong Zhi Xing.

By the time the Jurchen cavalry were entangled, trapped, tripped, blocked, and thus slowed down and trapped.

The Yue Family Army counter-charged, besieging the Jurchen cavalry who had lost their mobility.

Final victory was only natural.

Lin Dao continued reading down.

'Jurchens retreat, pursue them~'

'Broke out of the formation, Jin General Lou Shi counter-charged~'

'Foot Soldiers formed ranks with Long Spears to withstand the impact.'

'Sabre and Shield soldiers advanced, horse-chopping sabers hacked horse legs, hook-lance spears hooked and dragged cavalry off horses, Gu Du Fu Tou smashed down armored riders.'

'Lou Shi was fierce and brave; dismounting to fight on foot he broke through ten-odd men in succession.'

'Fei personally met him in battle, beheaded him in the formation!'

'Lou Shi's son came to the rescue, Fei beheaded him too!'

The combat power of cavalry is indeed very strong.

But when facing fully iron-armored heavy infantry forming ranks, with military heart and morale soaring, daring to fight to the death without retreat.

Ranged weapons rendered ineffective, and running into divine artifacts that block cavalry like Iron Wire Net.

Even a famous general like Wanyan Lou Shi was powerless to turn the tide.

In reality there is another reason: the Jurchens, having suffered a heavy blow under Bianliang City, had low morale.

They were constantly distracted and vigilant, vigilant against Lin Dao driving an Iron Car suddenly appearing on the battlefield.

"Although the time since formation is not long."

Setting down the military report, Lin Dao spoke: "But the combat power still has a foundation."

"The folk customs of the Northern Lands are fierce and brave, all sorts of associations are numerous."

"Archery societies, spear and staff societies are everywhere; many have practiced martial arts for years and are very strong, like Hebei's number one spear and staff master Lu. Grassland Style. High Official — on the battlefield serving as a battle general would be no problem."

"Who is Lu High Official?" Zong Ze was stunned. "With such ability, yet he is Hebei's spear and staff number one."

"This old man has been in Hebei for a long time, why have I never heard of him?"

Lin Dao waved his hand. "It's fine, just crossed wires."

"This is only going to Hedong." Zong Ze didn't continue pressing, instead switching to complaining. "Mobilized over a hundred thousand people to maintain logistics for Pengju."

"Grain and grass transported to Hedong, half eaten up on the road first."

"Conscripted civilian laborers delayed the farming season, have to give some compensation, otherwise whole families will starve to death, or else turn bandit."

"The common people aren't having it easy either~"

He rambled on for a good while, Zong Ze's meaning was already very obvious.

"Grain I have." Lin Dao spoke directly. "Do you have money?"

"The Tai Yi Guan's medicine stores still have plenty."

Lin Dao nodded in satisfaction. "Since that's the case, I'll bestow you some rubber tires."

Zong Ze didn't understand. "What thing is a rubber tire?"

"Industrial consumable."

"Used on horse carts, ox carts, large carts, can improve transport efficiency."

Several days later, the excavation of the Yujin Garden cemetery was completed.

Lin Dao entered the Imperial Palace, sought out Zhao Ji.

"Retired Emperor, the auspicious day has arrived."

"Today is the good day to cross the heavenly tribulation."

"As long as you endure past it, you'll immediately be able to rank among the Immortal Ranks."

Zhao Ji was overjoyed, excited to the point of tears.

His voice choked. "The Immortal's grace, I absolutely dare not forget!"

"My worldly karmic ties in the mortal realm, all left for the Immortal."

"Ah~~~" Lin Dao waved his hand. "Saying these is meaningless, hurry up and get on the road."

The beaming Zhao Ji bid farewell to everyone in the palace.

Instructed them to cultivate the Dao successfully on their own, karmic ties exhausted.

"If there's anything in the future, just go seek the Immortal."

After arranging his final affairs, Zhao Ji burned incense and bathed, then changed into a set of his most favorite clothing.

All the way following Lin Dao, exited Nanxun Gate and arrived at Yujin Garden.

Upon seeing that Golden Man Capital Mound, Zhao Ji hurriedly turned his head away, not daring to look.

Lin Dao glanced at him, smiled, didn't speak.

Cowardly, understandable.

Anyway after today, this scum won't have any more chances to embarrass himself.

"This is what I specially used an Immortal National Treasure to dig for you."

Arrived before a deep pit, climbed down along the ladder.

Depth approximately five or six zhang, at the very bottom a brand new coffin still with wood fragrance.

Lin Dao signaled. "Go in."

Matter come to a head, Zhao Ji's heart instead faintly felt something was off.

But he had already cut off his own retreat earlier, forcibly suppressed the unease in his heart, trembling climbed into the coffin.

"Don't worry."

The gentle-smiling Lin Dao stepped forward, handed him a Sunflower Manual booklet version, and a flashlight.

"Remember, only after the heavenly tribulation passes can you look."

Instructed a few sentences, Lin Dao signaled the hired helpers, together closed the heavy coffin lid.

The hired workers recognized Zhao Ji's identity, that set of red dragon robe too conspicuous.

"Immortal!"

Watching gradually sink into darkness, Zhao Ji urgently called out. "Will it definitely succeed?"

Lin Dao stepped forward, leaned on the coffin edge and nodded at him. "Rest assured, definitely will succeed, so many people are waiting for you."

Zhao Ji subconsciously thought, it was the Immortal Realm's various Great Powers, all waiting for him.

Thinking he would soon ascend to the Immortal Realm, from then on eternal life without aging, the fear in his heart instantly vanished.

The last instant the coffin lid closed, he caught sight of Lin Dao's final trace of a smile.

That smile, why did it feel like he was smiling so weirdly?

"The commoners who died because of the Flowers and Stones Gang, the commoners who died at the hands of the Tangut, the Khitan, the Jurchen."

"So many times, uprisings erupted because commoners couldn't survive, people who died from your cruel suppression."

"They are all waiting for you!"

Inside the dim coffin, Zhao Ji was terrified to the extreme.

He faintly heard the Immortal seemed to be saying something, yet couldn't make out a single sentence clearly.

The environment made him afraid, tightly closed his eyes, clutching the booklet and flashlight in hand, single-mindedly imagining life after going to the Immortal Realm.

'One thinks, the Immortal Realm's fairies, appearance and charm, must far surpass the mortal world's vulgar powder~'

Leading several hired workers, climbed back up the ladder to the surface.

Lin Dao nodded signaling. "Bury it."

The wages he gave were plenty enough, the hired workers no one nonsense.

Waving the shovels in hand, filled back in the soil previously dug out.

Lin Dao found a place to sit down, took out the previously prepared spirit money, used a lighter to ignite then threw into the pit.

"The wronged souls who died because of this fatuous ruler."

"The time has come."

"Avenge the grudges, repay the grievances."

"By all means, don't be polite!"

More than a dozen hired workers worked together, and dirt scattered down.

The dirt hit the coffin lid, crackling.

Zhao Ji inside the coffin could no longer bear it.

He opened his eyes and anxiously shouted, "Immortal?"

"Has the heavenly tribulation begun?"

There was no response, only the increasingly muffled sound of filling.

The frightened Zhao Ji finally could not restrain himself; following Lin Dao's previous instructions, he turned on the flashlight.

The light of the flashlight calmed him somewhat.

Holding the flashlight in one hand, he carefully flipped through the booklet with the other.

On the first page of the booklet: to master the divine art, one must first castrate oneself.

The content inside was not much different from what the scholars and attendants had translated.

"The Immortal already gave one before, so why give another?"

Zhao Ji was puzzled and confused; he flipped through carefully until the last page.

Under the light of the flashlight, his eyes suddenly widened.

"One can succeed without castration?!"

The hired workers busily filled the grave, sweating profusely.

The deep pit was gradually filled.

Faintly, it seemed one could hear crying and shouting from below, along with the sound of knocking on the wooden boards.

No one spoke; they all worked in silence.

The hired workers shoveled dirt even harder, sweating profusely.

This fatuous ruler has finally received his retribution.

Look at the common people of the world; how miserably they have been afflicted by this fatuous ruler these past years!

The deep pit was completely filled.

Lin Dao took out bags of copper coins and handed them to the workers: "You did a good job; this is your reward."

The workers thanked him repeatedly and left happily with their reward money.

Lin Dao's business here was not yet finished.

He drove over a steamroller, rolling back and forth to compact the dirt pit.

He got off the vehicle and took out a notebook to open it.

With a red pen, he drew a big X over Zhao Ji's name.

"The Donkey Cart War God lineage is only missing Zhao Gou."

"While striking gold, we must also destroy the Zhao Song!"

(End of chapter)