Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 192 - Finished and done. To be continued tomorrow (Bonus chapter for Silver Alliance Leader Nuanyang 1314)

Maqian Street, Jinyin Lane.

Standing outside the courtyard gate, Lin Dao frowned. "What are you waiting for? Open the door."

"I~"

Li Shishi blushed slightly. "I don't have the key."

"Ling'er had the key; she was captured by the Jurchens."

The thought of her maidservant being tortured in the Jin camp made Li Shishi tremble uncontrollably.

Lin Dao took two steps forward and kicked out suddenly.

The wooden door, subjected to a tremendous impact, immediately shattered and collapsed.

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

That's some real strength!
That's right, my benefactor is really strong; it still hurts a little.
The door to the small building was kicked open in the same way.

Lin Dao took out a flashlight and illuminated the room.

The messy chairs and benches showed how flustered they were when they left.

Taking a few steps forward, I saw that the seats were covered with a thin layer of dust.

"Benefactor~"

Li Shishi, who had followed them in, stepped forward to lead the way, saying, "Let's go upstairs and rest."

Lin Dao didn't move.

Li Shishi looked over in confusion, not understanding what this meant.

"Wait here."

After giving him a word of advice, Lin Dao turned and went out into the courtyard.

Her yard is quite large, big enough to fit a motorhome.

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

"This is a walkie-talkie."

He briefly taught Li Shishi how to use the walkie-talkie, demonstrated it, and then opened the car door to let her in.

"If you encounter danger, notify me via walkie-talkie."

After saying that, Lin Dao stepped out of the courtyard and onto the alleyway.

He went to the modern world to retrieve an electric scooter, slung his backpack over his shoulder, started the scooter, turned on the lights, and set off.

We wandered through deserted streets.

After crossing the Bian River, the bridge over the Cai River led to the Imperial Road, and the journey continued until it reached the vicinity of the Imperial Academy.

A few hundred meters ahead is the Nanxun Gate, through which we entered during the day.

The work of eliminating the Jin people's manpower must not stop.

Every one we eliminate is one less; it's only a few hundred thousand, we can eventually wipe them all out.

After parking the car, Lin Dao took out an XRGL40 grenade launcher from his travel bag.

They took out the rangefinder and measured the distance to the city wall; the effective range was sufficient to cover it.

Loading ammunition, the first round is an incendiary bomb.

'Boom! '

There was a muffled sound.

The incendiary bomb traced an arc and struck the wall of the barbican with precision.

A large ball of fire roared into flames.

The city wall suddenly became lively, with many Jin soldiers running back and forth shouting and yelling.

Many people gathered near the burning wall to look around.

He picked up the rangefinder again to take measurements, fine-tuned the grenade launcher, and then loaded fragmentation grenades.

'Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!'

Six grenades were fired in quick succession, causing explosions all over the city wall 300 meters away.

The force of the explosion and the flying debris felled a large number of golden statues.

The nearby city walls immediately erupted in excitement.

He took out grenades from his travel bag, reloaded them, and fired again.

Another round of six shots!
The continuous explosions greatly agitated the Jin people.

There were even deserters who panicked.

Zheng Teng, a fierce general under Han Chang, the commander of ten thousand troops, loudly ordered the execution of deserters.

He immediately roared angrily, "What on earth happened?!"

Nobody knows what happened.

Suddenly, thunder would explode, and amidst the rolling flames, countless soldiers and horses nearby would be killed or wounded.

This unprecedented blow nearly destroyed the morale of the troops.

If it weren't for the overwhelming prestige of the invincible Jurchens, they would have collapsed long ago.

A thunderous sound, a huge burst of flame, and the Jin people's panicked cries.

Under the cover of night, such a violent commotion woke up many people.

Not too far from Nanxun Gate, figures could be seen occasionally opening doors and windows, peering cautiously out.

Inside the Imperial Academy, a group of students cheered loudly with excitement.

Young students always have some passion.

They don't seem like the officials in the imperial court.

Forget about passion, I've lost everything below the knees.

Lin Dao transformed into an emotionless machine, loading, firing, loading again, and firing again.

The Jin people on the city wall of Nanxunmen were hit by dozens of grenades before anyone noticed the trajectory of the attack.

"Chief (Meng'an)!"

"there!"

Zheng Teng finally saw the faint light of grenade launchers firing on the distant Imperial Street.

It flickers like a firefly.

"Mount!"

Zheng Teng turned and ran towards the city walls, shouting, "Charge!"

He was born into the Han ethnic group in Liaodong.

He originally served the Liao Dynasty, then surrendered to the Jin Dynasty, and rose through the ranks to become a Meng'an (a military officer) through military merit, serving under the command of Han Chang, a commander of ten thousand households.

The Jin people were quite practical in this regard.

Military merit brings corresponding rewards and status, so during wartime everyone strives to be the first and is fearless of death.

Among his men, there were only a few genuine Jurchens, about two hundred in total, all of whom were cavalry.

The rest were all Han Chinese from the north, Bohai people, Xi people, etc.

The so-called Bohai people were the result of the fusion of tribes such as Sumo, Mohe, and Fuyu during the Han and Tang dynasties.

During the Han and Tang dynasties, everyone was aware of the dangers posed by Liaodong and frequently waged war against it.

Emperor Taizong of Tang and his son Li Shimin spared no expense in destroying Goguryeo.

The danger was nipped in the bud before the forces grew strong. Unfortunately, by the time the weak and feeble Da Song arrived, he couldn't even defeat the Khitans and Tanguts, let alone conquer Liaodong.

Three or four hundred riders gathered in the barbican, and Zheng Teng personally led the team, riding up the wide imperial street.

Lin Dao quickly noticed the commotion.

His figure flashed and disappeared.

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

He lay face down on the ground and set up the tripod.

The gun barrels were aimed at the Jurchen cavalry group charging forward with torches.

"Sizzle~~~"

The sound of a chainsaw rang out.

One of the five shots was a tracer round.

From the perspective of the forest road, strings of tracer bullets continuously pierced into the Jin cavalry.

Many torches fell one after another along the imperial road.

Lin Dao quickly emptied his ammunition belt, but without changing it, he simply disappeared.

When it reappeared, it was a new machine gun equipped with an ammunition belt and ready to fire.

After a brief pause of a few seconds, the chainsaw started again.

A distance of about 300 meters was nothing to the Jurchen cavalry.

But when they faced a machine gun that was constantly spitting fire, this seemingly insignificant 300 meters became a death trap.

In a true sense, groups of people and horses were beaten into bloody messes and rolled all over the ground.

Relying on their military might, the Jurchens ran rampant in the Central Plains, committing all sorts of atrocities, including burning, killing, and looting, and unleashing the evil within them.

Lacking the will to resist, the Song people could only shed tears.

At this point, Lin Dao's martial prowess far surpassed that of the Jin people.

That means Lin Dao could take whatever he wanted from the Jin people.

He doesn't want tears, he only wants the blood of the Jurchens!

Let their blood flow like rivers!
The dense gunfire and the mournful cries of men and horses echoed through the imperial road inside Nanxun Gate under the silent night.

People in many nearby buildings were trembling with fear.

They had enjoyed too much peace and prosperity in Bianliang City for too many years, and had long lost their fighting spirit and courage.

People like Lin Dao dared to face hundreds of Jin cavalrymen alone.

The entire Dasong group likely consists of only a handful of people, including Han Yue.

Zheng Teng, who was part of the Meng'an, was probably killed before Lin Dao ran out of ammunition.

Night concealed his death.

His cavalry continued to follow their previous orders, charging relentlessly towards the distant, fiery spot.

Under the cover of night, many of the Jurchens were unaware of the extent of their losses.

This is why, despite suffering heavy losses, the surviving cavalry continued to charge forward wave after wave.

Having emptied three ammunition belts, Lin Dao got up, picked up his machine gun and travel bag, and stepped into the trees in the middle of the imperial road.

The remaining Jurchen cavalry finally charged forward.

When they arrived, there was nothing nearby except for the still-smoking shell casings scattered all over the ground and an electric scooter.

More than a hundred Jurchen cavalrymen anxiously rode back and forth in circles.

There was no way around it; the imperial road was simply too wide.

The forest path, spanning a full three hundred meters in width, lay beneath the trees in the middle, and the Jin cavalry were unable to find his trail for a time.

After Lin Dao changed his ammunition belt, he was finally spotted by Jurchen cavalry.

As he called to his companions, Lin Dao's machine gun fired again.

He stood with his legs apart, holding a machine gun in both hands and firing.

With his powerful physique and the scandium alloy armor he wore, he withstood the recoil and held the weapon with remarkable stability.

The machine gun had an extremely high rate of fire; in just a few breaths and a dozen seconds, it emptied the ammunition belt again.

The Jurchen cavalry opposite them appeared to have only thirty or forty riders left.

He casually tossed aside the machine gun, took the AUG assault rifle from his shoulder, and stepped forward, firing until the magazine was empty.

The remaining twenty or so Jurchen cavalrymen had completely lost their courage.

They spurred their horses on desperately and fled frantically toward Nanxun Gate.

Lin Dao casually changed his magazine and swept away seven or eight riders.

He walked over to the electric cart, picked up the grenade launcher, loaded it with fragmentation grenades, and blasted them all towards the city gate entrance.

Judging from the appearance, they should all have fallen into the hands of the dozen or so fleeing riders.

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

After packing up the guns and magazines and sending them to Yonghe Time and Space, he returned, holding a Glock, and finished off the golden men and their warhorses on the ground.

The sound of hooves rang out, and a warhorse, now without its master, circled and neighed around the corpse of a golden man.

Lin Dao smiled.

"You are quite loyal."

"You too are guilty for bringing the Jurchens to the Central Plains to wreak havoc!"

Lin Dao took the claw hammer hanging at his waist and strode toward his warhorse.

The hammer was raised high and then fell heavily!
With my backpack on, I glanced at the city walls in the distance, now devoid of any figures, only the flickering flames remaining.

Lin Dao got on the electric scooter, turned on the lights, and drove away.

That's all for today, we'll continue tomorrow.

In the dimly lit city of Bianliang, the forest path gradually became lost.

Without a reference target, it is indeed difficult to proceed.

Fortunately, getting lost is no problem for the forest trail.

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

They walked in the general direction and eventually returned to Li Shishi's residence.

After returning the electric scooter, Lin Dao stepped into the RV.

"My benefactor~~~"

As expected, Li Shishi threw herself into his arms.

"You smelled terrible."

Lin Dao patted his shoulder to indicate, "I'm going to take a shower."

He reeked of gunpowder and blood, which was quite pungent.

After removing his armor, Lin Dao did not go to the bathroom to wash himself.

Li Shishi gently bit her cherry lips and raised her hand to untie the knot...
I stepped outside the bathroom and reached out to open the door.

"Benefactor~"

"This humble servant will attend to my benefactor during his bath."

(End of this chapter)