Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 200 The Hundred-Ton King Throws Iron Balls
‘Click~’

The snow shovel struck the fruit trees in the imperial road, knocking them over.

As the tires spun and the metal struck the ground with a clanging sound, an iron ball, attached to a long iron chain and welded with many triangular irons, was hurled toward the Jin cavalry by the force of kinetic inertia.

The iron ball is coming!

The swung iron ball struck a Jurchen cavalryman squarely on the head.

The Jurchen cavalry, who had swept across East Asia with unparalleled might, were filled with despair.

He watched helplessly as the iron ball hurtled towards him with a sharp whooshing sound, but he was powerless and his body couldn't react at all.

The iron ball hit him directly on the head.

Red, yellow, and white.

Various colors were sprayed out.

The impact was unmistakable; the entire skull was shattered by the immense force.

The headless Jin soldier swayed slightly and then fell off his horse.

The iron ball, still carrying powerful momentum, swept across, crashing into several Jin soldiers and their warhorses.

The chain dragging the iron ball was like a sharp blade cutting through the air, slicing and tearing everything in its path.

After sweeping across the battlefield, the iron ball finally smashed the chest of a Jurchen cavalryman.

The armor was flattened and dented, the sternum was shattered, and the internal organs were ruptured.

After being thrown off the horse, he lay on the ground, twitching.

The person is already dead; this is the nervous system reacting.

'Bang! '

The iron ball, covered in various debris, landed on the ground and was dragged along by the large ship, grinding sparks against the rocks.

The Jurchen cavalrymen charging at the front had a piece of their bodies shaved off.

Elimination across the entire region.

"Ugh~~~"

Upon witnessing this scene, many of the nearby Jin people couldn't help but vomit.

These Jurchens, who had been on the battlefield and participated in numerous massacres, had seen all kinds of bloody scenes and should not have been so horrified.

But the scene before them was far too gruesome and bloody, completely different from the ways of dying by being stabbed, stabbed, or shot.

Both men and horses struck by the iron ball suffered physical injuries.

The polished iron chain was cut even more severely.

There was a golden man whose body had been severed by iron chains, half of his body fell to the ground, crawling with difficulty, his wailing sounding like it came from the deepest abyss.

It’s so miserable!

Lin Dao reversed the steering wheel and made a U-turn from the other side of Yujie Street.

They charged straight towards the Jurchen cavalry.

The Jurchen cavalry scattered instantly.

They strolled along the spacious Imperial Street and circled the Dayun heavy trucks driving along the forest road.

Even someone with insufficient intelligence would not be able to directly confront such a massive object that is clearly too heavy to withstand at first glance.

At least the windmill that Ah Tang challenged wouldn't move.

It wouldn't have a long iron chain attached to its tail, dragging an iron ball to smash people.

"This morale."

Lin Dao, who was driving, pursed his lips and said, "He is indeed quite brave."

When faced with an insurmountable behemoth, turning tail and running is the only normal reaction.

After all, just by looking at the size of the 100-ton king, it's clear that he can't win at all.

However, the Jurchen cavalry were able to withstand the immense psychological pressure and still find ways to entangle and deal with the situation.

In terms of morale and fighting spirit, they are truly outstanding.

A powerful military without a doubt.

"I really appreciate opponents like you."

"This is just the appetizer."

"Once my armored vehicles and mining behemoths are ready, I'll serve you the main course."

With the accelerator floored, the hundred-ton king, its engine roaring, began to chase after the scattered Jin cavalry.

On the distant city wall of Nanxunmen, Wanyan Zongwang, the second prince of the Jin Dynasty, turned his head to inquire of a general not far away.

"Oriyan, do you have any ideas on how to deal with that behemoth?"

Ölyan, chief of the Seven Waters of the Jurchen tribe, whose Han name was Wanyan Loushi.

His military achievements were extremely outstanding; he was invincible in destroying the Liao Dynasty, fighting against the Western Xia, and attacking the Song Dynasty.

He was recognized as a top general in the Jin army, on par with the Second Prince.

His gaze remained fixed on the hundred-ton king in the distance.

"It's not easy to fight in the open field."

"One should seek out mountains, rivers, swamps, and lakes to trap them."

"This thing is so huge, it must be very heavy."

"Once you get stuck in the mud, it's hard to get out."

“That’s what I think too.” Wanyan Zongwang nodded. “But what if they are cautious and avoid dangerous places?”

"Dig a hole!"

Without hesitation, Wanyan Loushi said, "Use troops to lure them into the trap."

"Once they entered the pit, the ambush troops rose up and filled it with sand and stones."

Zongwang nodded again, they were on the same page.

"This is the situation we're in now."

He pointed to the Imperial Street, where the Hundred-Ton King was chasing the Jurchen cavalry in a sorry state. "How should we deal with this?"

"Arson".

Lou Shi coldly ordered, "Find some brave and fierce men, and bring them flammable materials such as kerosene and dry grass to burn nearby."

"Even if it's made of iron, I'll melt it!"

The Jin people hunted year-round in the Changbai Mountains and Heilongjiang River region, and had extensive experience in dealing with large prey.

"Tart Lazy".

The Second Prince looked at Wanyan Chang and said, "Go and make the arrangements."

On the Imperial Street, the Jurchen cavalry, who belonged to Wanyan Wuzhu and commanded ten thousand households, were in a very sorry state.

That roaring behemoth was not only enormous, but it also ran incredibly fast, even faster than they could run on horseback.

Logically, the larger the body, the slower the speed should be.

But that enormous object completely overturned our understanding.

They could only desperately spur their horses forward and try every possible way to evade.

Lin Dao drove his Dayun heavy truck, easing off the accelerator when turning and accelerating when going straight. The truck's front, equipped with a snowplow, resembled a giant beast's tooth, catching up with the Jin cavalry ahead and shoveling them down along with their horses.

With the aid of terrifying power, it was directly squeezed into minced meat.

In this way, the feeling of bumpiness is actually reduced a lot.

They saw a group of Jurchen cavalrymen galloping to the street-side corridor.

Lin Dao immediately turned the steering wheel and moved closer.

When they were about 20 or 30 meters away, they turned the steering wheel again and swerved.

The iron chain attached to the rear of the car swung up due to inertia and swept towards the sidewalk.

The twenty-odd Jurchen cavalrymen hiding here watched in despair as the blood-red iron ball hurtled towards them.

*Puff puff slap! Puff puff slap!*

The elite Jin soldiers, clad in double armor, had their bodies smashed apart by the iron ball.

The iron ball, swung around, traced a semi-circular arc.

This motion proceeds from the legs to the upper body, then to the head, then down, sweeping across the upper body before returning to the legs.

Nearly twenty Jurchen cavalrymen were all maimed, along with their horses.

Those who are directly blown apart by the head and body are lucky; they enter a state of eternal sleep on the spot and cannot feel pain.

Those who had broken legs and bones but were still alive screamed in utter misery.

The few Jurchens who had narrowly escaped death gritted their teeth, dismounted, and stormed into the nearby shops with their weapons and bows.

A few Jin soldiers were slower to act and stepped forward to end the suffering of their comrades who had been injured by the iron hammer.

The golden man, riding his horse in circles, desperately shot arrows at Da Yun.

The sound of arrows striking the car body was as dense as raindrops.

Through the carriage window, Lin Dao saw a group of Jurchen cavalry heading towards the street where the students of the Imperial Academy were hiding.

He turned the steering wheel and drove, first crashing into a row of fruit trees on the imperial road.

They sped up and chased after them.

"The Jurchens are here!"

He Lie, a student from the Imperial Academy who had been peeping at the street corner, turned and ran. "Run!"

The students panicked and fled.

"quick!"

Gordon picked up a bullet chain and hung it around his neck, calling out to everyone, "These amazing weapons cannot be left to the Jurchens!"

Many students turned around and helped him put on the ammunition belt.

At this moment, the Jurchen cavalry had already appeared at the street corner, and they only needed to draw their bows and shoot down the students.

But instead of doing that, they rushed forward in a panic.

The approaching thunder behind them extinguished any desire for killing among the Jurchen cavalry; they only thought about escaping.

"You can't outrun him!"

One of the deputies shouted, "That monster runs faster than a horse!"

"Dismount and come inside!"

A dozen or so Jurchen cavalrymen dismounted, smashed open the storefront of a roadside shop, and swarmed inside.

The Dayun heavy truck roared in, relentlessly knocking over more than ten horses.

The snow shovel, under immense pressure and driven by the engine, forcefully pushed a dozen neighing and struggling warhorses into the shop.

The walls collapsed and the house crumbled!
Lin Dao felt strong resistance.

He chose to keep pressing the accelerator.

The engine roared even louder, and the huge tires even scraped smoke off the ground.

We've finally made it forward.

The snow shovel in front of the vehicle actually pushed the foundation stones of the shop out of the ground.

The cab of the Dayun heavy truck crashed into the shop and was immediately buried by falling pieces of wood and tiles.

The students running in the streets all stopped and looked around.

Many people looked worried as they gazed at the half-buried giant object.

Fortunately, the giant object started moving again after a short while.

Slowly backing away, I finally managed to get out.

The students all breathed a sigh of relief, and the sharp-eyed Gao Deng shouted out.

"The giant's tooth fell out!"

Sure enough, the snow shovel that had been installed on the Dayun heavy truck was nowhere to be found.

After all, it was just a snow shovel that was added later. After a long period of impact, especially the heavy pressure from the rocks, it still couldn't withstand the fall.

Lin Dao, in the driver's seat, glanced at the shops that had been smashed.

Not seeing any Jin soldiers crawl out, they turned the carriage around and drove back to the Imperial Street.

At this time, the Jurchen cavalry on the Imperial Street had all retreated.

Another group of cavalry came running from the direction of Nanxun Gate.

Lin Dao didn't pay attention and drove the 100-ton Da Yun truck into it.

As the two sides drew closer, the Jurchen cavalry suddenly dispersed and charged toward the sides of the Dayun heavy truck.

They all took out tinderboxes, lit the tinder in their hands, and threw them towards Dayun.

The kerosene that was hit in the jar, the hay and sulfur that were hit in the package, etc.

Dayun Heavy Truck was quickly engulfed in flames.

"Playing with fire with me?"

Lin Dao remained calm and composed in the driver's seat.

First, turn the steering wheel to use kinetic energy to swing the iron ball at the rear of the car.

The terrifying iron ball swept across, knocking down dozens of riders on one side.

After the heavy truck, still ablaze with flames, circled the spacious Imperial Street, Lin Dao finally activated the fire extinguishing device.

Fire extinguishers placed throughout the vehicle body spray out large amounts of dry powder and other extinguishing agents.

In a short while, when the heavy truck burst out of the white mist, there were hardly any traces of burning left on its body.

On the other side, dozens of Jurchen cavalrymen began a race against time.

Lin Dao stepped on the gas and began to chase after them.

"The fire attack failed."

Wanyan Zongwang, standing on the city wall, shook his head. "He's a monster."

"Second Prince?"

Facing the probing gazes of the crowd around him, Zongwang instructed, "Withdraw the troops."

"Let's go back to camp and discuss how to deal with this monster."

(End of this chapter)