Chapter 51: As Fast as the Wind

Ten motorcycles were delivered to the Beijiang Junying.

The soldiers looked at each other in dismay.

None of them had ever seen this contraption before.

Xiao Dabao circled the motorcycle once and smacked his lips.

"Prince, as far as this subordinate can see, this must be an iron horse from the Goddess's side!"

Xiao Moting frowned slightly, "How exactly is one to tame this iron horse?"

"Let me handle it!" Han Guiying strode forward, flipped her body, and mounted the motorcycle.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she raised the horse whip in her hand high and lashed it against the rear of the motorcycle, roaring at the top of her lungs.

"Giddyap!"

The motorcycle did not budge.

Han Guiying lashed it several more times, but the motorcycle remained completely unmoved.

Her face turned awkward as she muttered to herself.

"Why won't this iron horse move?"

"Could it be that it needs to eat green grass?" Xiao Dabao immediately brought over a basin of horse feed and held it out in front of the motorcycle.

The motorcycle still did not budge.

The soldiers gathered in a circle, one after another trying to figure out how to make the "iron horse" move.

Xiao Moting unbuckled his Long Sword, flipped onto the motorcycle, and gripped the handlebars.

He didn't know what he had touched, but the motorcycle suddenly went "Boom—" and darted forward at high speed!

Xiao Dabao, who was standing in front "feeding the horse," was nearly knocked over.

Fortunately, he had practiced martial arts and quickly dodged to the side, falling to the ground.

"Ouch, that scared the life out of me! This iron horse runs really fast!"

Vroom, vroom!

The motorcycle carried Xiao Moting as it sped across the plains!

The speed was simply too fast!

Xiao Moting did not yet know how to control it and shouted loudly, "Get out of the way!"

The soldiers on the path were terrified and scrambled to dodge to both sides.

Seeing that the motorcycle was about to crash, Xiao Moting made a split-second decision and leaped off immediately.

"Boom."

The motorcycle plunged headfirst into a haystack and tipped over, its wheels spinning uselessly in the air.

Xiao Moting was agile; he leaped through the air and landed steadily.

He let out a soft breath.

That was close!

This "iron horse" bestowed by Shennü Daren was truly formidable; he could not tame it!

He had to go ask the Goddess how to make the iron horse obey.

Xiao Moting walked over to the wardrobe and asked Bai Wei.

"Shennü Daren, the iron horse you sent neither eats grass nor drinks water, and its temper is truly too great; everyone who mounts it is unable to make it move."

Bai Wei had already seen Xiao Moting's message and laughed until she was doubled over.

She never expected that the ancients would actually feed a motorcycle grass and water!

Suppressing her laughter, she sent over the motorcycle's manual and explained the simple operating instructions to Xiao Moting.

"Xiao Moting, this is called a motorcycle, not an iron horse."

"It doesn't eat grass or drink water; it is powered by gasoline."

"Follow the manual to practice riding the motorcycle first; I will send the supplies over later."

Seeing the words written by Bai Wei, Xiao Moting's handsome face flushed slightly.

This was actually a vehicle!

Everything on the Goddess's side consisted of strange items he had never seen before.

Xiao Moting handed the manual to the craftsmen and ordered them to study it carefully.

Then, following the riding method Bai Wei had described, he mounted a motorcycle.

"Boom."

The motorcycle started.

Before long, Xiao Moting had mastered how to ride the motorcycle and was zipping through the main camp at lightning speed!

This was a high-displacement delivery motorcycle with a speed reaching up to 130 kilometers per hour!

Riding the motorcycle, Xiao Moting felt as if he were flying; the wind whipped past his cheeks, a thrill he had never experienced before!

This motorcycle was truly a fine thing!

It was several times faster than the swiftest warhorse!

Xiao Moting took a joyride and then rode the motorcycle back.

Xiao Dabao was dumbfounded.

"Prince, what on earth does this iron horse eat to be able to run so fast!"

Xiao Moting gave everyone an explanation.

The people around them were all stunned.

"What? It's not a horse, but a vehicle from the Goddess's side?"

"It doesn't eat grass, only gasoline?"

"After drinking gasoline, it can run on its own?"

How magical!

Upon hearing this, several soldiers could no longer restrain themselves and one after another climbed onto the motorcycles.

After falling a few times, everyone had mastered how to ride the motorcycles and one after another exclaimed how exhilarating it was.

Just then, a sudden, thunderous "rumble" echoed in the open space in front of the wardrobe.

Out of thin air appeared an "iron mountain," entirely made of white iron ingots.

The surrounding crowd instantly erupted in cheers.

"Iron, Shennü Daren has sent Divine Iron."

Xiao Moting suppressed his joy and ordered men to carry the white iron ingots onto the motorcycles and transport them to the blacksmiths in the camp.

Vroom, vroom!

A fleet of ten motorcycles, loaded with white iron ingots, drove majestically toward the blacksmiths.

Everywhere they passed, a chorus of startled cries arose.

At this moment, a pile of watermelons and a pile of pots, bowls, basins, and ladles appeared out of thin air in the open space.

Someone recognized the watermelons and immediately cried out in surprise.

"This... is actually the Western Regions' fruit, the watermelon; I hear it is extremely expensive!"

"Shennü has actually sent us such a large pile."

Bai Wei wrote.

"Xiao Moting, these were given to me by others; I am giving them to you now. Let the cooks take the pots and bowls to prepare meals."

"Shennü Daren, thank you."

Xiao Moting took a deep breath.

Merely saying thank you was truly shameful.

He asked, "Shennü Daren, if you need anything, you must tell me, and I will send it over."

Bai Wei thought for a moment.

Now there were three hundred million in her card; she was not lacking money for the time being.

However...

Bai Wei's gaze turned toward the Little Red Colt in the Farm.

Professor Ye had hired four security guards just to protect this, the world's only Fierce-Maned Sweat-Blood Horse.

If there were only this one horse, I fear that in another dozen years or so, it would still go extinct.

If these extinct animals could be brought back, it would be a great thing for the natural world!

"Xiao Moting, send me a few more horses; the kind similar to the last one."

Soon, Xiao Moting replied.

"Very well, I will go find horses right now."

Currently, the warhorses in the main camp, plus the two thousand captured from the Daye Army camp, already numbered nearly ten thousand, and quite a few Little Red Colts had been born.

He called the soldiers over and instructed them to select a batch of the finest horses for Bai Wei.

"Prince! Traces of a Daye scout squad have been discovered at the border!"

"Deputy General Xiao has already taken men and rushed over."

Xiao Moting's handsome face turned cold!

As the time for war approached, the activities of the Daye scouts were becoming increasingly rampant!

Relying on their Iron Pagodas, the Daye Army practically treated the border as their own territory!

"General Han, immediately take the troops and follow me out of the camp!"

Han Guiying grew anxious, "Prince, you cannot go to battle in person; the Daye's Iron Pagodas are extremely formidable and will injure you..."

Xiao Moting raised his sword-like eyebrows.

"No matter how formidable the Iron Pagodas are, can they be more formidable than the iron horses sent by Shennü?"

He had already witnessed the power of the motorcycles; they drove as fast as the wind, and even Cang Yun could not catch up.

Han Guiying was stunned, then suddenly came to her senses.

"That's right, why didn't I think of that?"

She immediately became excited, grabbed her heavy Long Sword, and ordered the soldiers to assemble urgently.

Vroom, vroom, vroom!

Ten motorcycles drove majestically out of the Northern Frontier Camp.

All the riders wore Jungongfangbaotouku, were clad in armor, and sat on the motorcycles, looking majestic and awe-inspiring!

Following behind the fleet were five hundred elite troops of the Northern Frontier!

Han Guiying sat on a motorcycle, gnashing her teeth.

This time, she would slaughter the Iron Pagodas and avenge her father!