Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 188 Under a hail of bullets, all are equal

The sun rises high, and a cold wind sweeps through.

Sunlight streamed through the curtains into the RV, casting dappled shadows.

A habit formed during his long military service made Lin Dao open his eyes on time.

Familiar ceiling.

I got up to wash up, turned on the induction cooker, took out the ingredients from the refrigerator, and heated the milk.

While I was carefully frying the eggs, I heard a noise behind me.

"It smells so good~~~"

Her fair arms wrapped around Lin Dao's broad waist from behind.

Lin Dao remained silent, sprinkling Maggi seasoning on the fried eggs, making the aroma even more intense.

Once everything is prepared, place it on a plate and set it on the table.

The two sat facing each other, engrossed in eating and drinking.

"My benefactor!" Li Shishi exclaimed repeatedly while drinking her milk, "This is so delicious, I want more!"

"Didn't you already drink a lot last night?"

Lin Dao ate his breakfast without looking up, saying, "I drank too much and it's making me feel hot."

After breakfast, Lin Dao gave solemn instructions.

"Remember, you are absolutely not allowed to leave the RV while I'm not here."

"Yes." Li Shishi nodded repeatedly. "Don't worry, my benefactor, I won't go out."

Lin Dao got off the car, went back to Modern World to retrieve the oil can, and refueled the RV.

I've been idling the power supply for the past two days, and I'm almost out of fuel.

After finishing all that, he started the RV and drove towards Bianliang City.

"The moment you step out, you're outside Bianliang City."

"The timeframe is even longer, after the Jurchens captured the city walls."

"There wasn't even time to muster the troops."

This time, the Jingkang time warp came too suddenly.

He couldn't just stand by and watch the Jurchens destroy Bianliang and slaughter millions, so he had no choice but to take matters into his own hands.

We drove all the way to the south of Yuetai before stopping the car on the forest road.

Looking at the markings on the map, I was lost in thought.

"Yuetai~~~Yue Fei!"

The drone took off and hovered in the sky.

Everything on the ground can be seen through the camera mounted on the drone.

The Jin state had dozens of 10,000-household troops on its eastern and western routes, forming numerous camps and being scattered outside Bianliang city.

Jin soldiers could be seen on many sections of the city walls of Bianliang.

A few days ago, Emperor Huizong of Tang sent Guo Jing to lead the Six Armor Divine Soldiers out of Xuanhua Gate to fight against the Jin people.

As a result, Guo Jing's Six Armor Divine Soldiers failed to receive divine protection and suffered a crushing defeat.

Taking advantage of the situation, the Jin army captured Xuanhua Gate and stormed into Bianliang City.

The Jin soldiers who stormed into the city set fire to it and massacred the inhabitants, as was their custom.

Their atrocities aroused the anger of the people of Bianliang.

The city's inhabitants launched a street battle, forcing the Jin soldiers to retreat.

At this time, many high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the city chose to take the opportunity to escape.

Li Shishi also fled the city at this time, but encountered patrolling Jin soldiers and was eventually rescued by Lin Dao.

"So many Jin soldiers."

Lin Dao narrowed his eyes. "How long will this killing go on?"

The worst part is that he has no teammates.

Those who advocated war in the imperial court were all driven away.

Inside Bianliang City, all that remained were members of the surrender faction.

Even after the Jin army had entered the city, all they wanted was peace talks!

"Let's first look for traces of the Wanyans."

Lin Dao operated the drone, which continuously circled and searched in the sky.

The only solution now is to implement a decapitation strike tactic to induce the Jin army to retreat in disarray.

He frequently uses decapitation tactics and is already very skilled at them.

The drone hovered in the sky, but had not yet found any trace of the Wanyans.

Unexpectedly, he was discovered first by the patrolling Jurchen cavalry.

Looking at the dozens of Jin soldiers riding towards them from afar, Lin Dao shook his head, clutching the remote control in his hand.

I switched to VPS mode, turned around, got into the RV, and headed straight for the roof.

Push open the bipod of the MG74, engage the ammunition belt, and pull the bolt.

Release the safety and move closer to the optical sight.

'Zzzzz~~~'

With an extremely high rate of fire, it unleashes a real hail of bullets.

A long hail of bullets swept back and forth through the ranks of the Jurchen cavalry.

Whether it was people or horses, they were all fighting until blood splattered everywhere, bones were broken and tendons were torn apart.

Armor?

Even armor made of dinosaur skin couldn't withstand it!
These dozens of Jurchen cavalrymen never imagined in their lives that they would be subjected to machine gun fire.

His body, honed over decades, his experience surviving numerous battles, his superb horsemanship, and so on.

Everything became a joke amidst the roar of machine guns.

Amidst a hail of bullets, all beings are equal.

Lin Dao emptied his two-hundred-round ammunition belt, looked at the gun barrel emitting white smoke, and gave an awkward smile.

"Continuous output is satisfying, but it's too fast."

"Use long bursts more often."

The commotion caused here quickly attracted even more Jurchen cavalry.

Lin Dao got up, retrieved the drone, and started the RV to leave.

There is no satellite positioning in this space-time. Lin Dao has always relied on VPS, or visual positioning system, to hover the drone.

VPS is a hovering mode that uses a downward-facing camera and ultrasonic sensors to achieve satellite-free positioning.

The problem is that its stability is not high, and it requires frequent monitoring of the forest road.

Once you go beyond a certain distance, there is a risk of losing control.

Being too close to the Jurchen camp and facing constant harassment from the Jurchens, Lin Dao was unable to search for the Wanyans' whereabouts for an extended period.

"trouble."

Even greater trouble ensued. More and more Jurchen cavalrymen pursued them relentlessly.

The RV could only travel along the official roads, and could barely pass through solid, flat land.

But the roads in the Northern Song Dynasty were just so-so, and they couldn't pick up any speed at all.

After running for seven or eight miles, the pursuers were already closing in.

He slammed on the brakes, glanced at the forest road in the rearview mirror, got up, picked up the MG74 and his travel bag, and strode into the trunk.

Curled up on the bed, Li Shishi watched pitifully as her benefactor strode past her.

Fasten the riot helmet and lower the mask.

Lin Dao stepped onto the ladder, pushed open the cover, and leaned half of his body out.

The machine gun was set up, and the travel bag containing ammunition belts, spare parts, and various tools was placed aside.

The Jin soldiers who were chasing the fastest were already within a hundred paces.

Looking through the optical sight at the Jurchen cavalrymen who had already drawn their bows and nocked their arrows, Lin Dao pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The chainsaw started again!
The Jurchen cavalry, along with their horses, were battered and torn to pieces.

The hail of bullets was so dense that they were shot down before they could even get close.

A fierce Jurchen man shot a heavy arrow from afar, but the arrow landed quite a distance from the RV.

The exchange of fire between bows and arrows and machine guns was, apart from being tragic, utterly meaningless.

The spent cartridge cases, emitting white smoke, tumbled and fell.

It slid down the roof of the cart, piling up and crashing onto the official road with a clanging sound.

The muzzle flash illuminated Lin Dao's fierce eyes.

Once the ammunition belt was emptied, the dozens of riders who had charged ahead all fell into pools of blood.

Lin Dao moved his hands extremely quickly, swiftly replacing the belt with a new two-hundred-round ammunition belt.

He had completely forgotten about long bursts, circular firing, continuous firing, and rapid firing.

In my heated mind, I had no other thoughts but to ejaculate to my heart's content!
Lin Dao, positioned on high ground, swept the rain of bullets backward along the official road.

The Jurchen cavalry, gathered on the official road, were in disarray, with men and horses falling and dead.

"Spread out! Spread out!"

Meng An, who was leading the group, shouted, "Don't crowd on the road!"

As professional soldiers, these Jin soldiers reacted quickly.

Realizing they were crowded on the official road and had become easy targets for the other side, they spurred their horses and galloped towards the fields on either side.

Lin Dao finally caught his breath after emptying another ammunition belt.

He took out heat-resistant gloves and put them on, opened the cover on the right side of the receiver, took out the faintly red and smoking barrel, and replaced it with a new one.

"How could you forget again?"

Lin Dao patted his riot helmet with some annoyance. "Don't keep it on, fire in long bursts."

Glancing into the distance, they saw that the Jurchen cavalry were actually riding around the flanks, trying to create distance and encircle them.

He loaded another ammunition belt and fired while swaying left and right along the forest path.

'Zzzzz~~~'

The gunfire was deafening, almost without pause.

I know the main point is that it should be a long burst of fire, but they just won't change it.

There's no way around it, that's how it is when you get carried away. You forget about technique and rhythm, you just keep going.

The Jurchen cavalry rode tall horses and preferred to travel in large groups.

The target area is large, and going around to the left and right exposes its wide sides.

As the rain of bullets swept through the forest, men and horses fell in droves.

Some lucky Jin soldiers escaped being shot, but their horses were knocked down.

It was lucky that he fell off his horse at high speed and died on the spot.

In this day and age, to break a bone, fracture a tendon, and become paralyzed on one side is an incredibly tragic outcome.

When Meng'an, the leader of the group, was shot dead by machine gun fire and fell from his horse, the Jin soldiers who had been pursuing them with great momentum could no longer hold back.

They rushed forward, wrapped Meng'an's corpse in a red cloth, and the bandits carried it away in a wailing manner.

"He ran pretty fast."

Lin Dao chased after the enemy for hundreds of meters, only stopping when he ran out of ammunition.

"I still have weapons I haven't let you use, so have a good taste of them."

He wanted to try out the grenade launcher, but the fleeing Jin soldiers didn't give him the chance.

After packing her things and returning to the car, Li Shishi, still stunned by the gunshots, hurriedly threw herself into his arms.

Lin Dao frowned and replied, "It's a war! Stand still!"

As I sat down on the folding chair, Li Shishi brought me a bottle of mineral water, opened it, and handed it to me.

"Simply killing soldiers won't do."

After taking a sip of water, Lin Dao pondered, "I need to urge my custom-made armor to be put on hold. If that doesn't work, I might as well just force my way in."

He got up, went to the driver's seat, started the RV, and drove away into the distance.

Liujia Temple, the main camp of the Eastern Route Army.

"Second Prince."

Holding a pen, Ulinda Zanmo asked, "Is there anything else you need to tell me?"

Wanyan Zongwang, the second son of Wanyan Aguda and the actual commander of the Eastern Route Army, frowned and replied, "Is there any need to ask?"

"Tell the Song people to send Princess Maode to marry into the Song dynasty."

"If you don't send it, there's no need to mention peace talks anymore."

"I obey." Ulinda Zanmo responded respectfully and quickly began writing on the letter.

"That Princess Maode is said to be the most beautiful woman in the world."

No wonder the Second Prince can't forget him~~~

'The Song people are weak; a little intimidation will make them offer themselves up.'

'So what if she's a princess? Faced with the formidable martial prowess of the Jin Dynasty, she can have whatever she wants.'

"Second Prince!"

The tent flap was lifted, and Wanyan Talan, his face filled with urgency, strode inside.

"Talan." Wanyan Zongwang, sitting in the main seat, narrowed his eyes. "What's the matter that you're in such a hurry?"

"Namur is dead!"

Wanyan Zongwang, who had been dozing like a tiger, suddenly stood up.

"How did you die!"

Sensing Wanyan Zongwang's anger, Wanyan Talan lowered his head.

"He led his men to chase a strange, large cart, and when they returned, they were corpses."

The stocky-looking Wanyan Zongwang strode out with a stern face.

(End of this chapter)