Nuclear Warlord

Chapter 369 Da Gan, don’t mess with him!

Since breaking up with Takeda Taro last time, Batur has not left the capital, but has changed his appearance and mixed in the crowd, experiencing the prosperity of Dagan.

He was shocked by all kinds of miraculous things Li Changfeng created, and fell in love with life in the capital.

Compared to the Wolf Temple located in a deserted land, the capital city was simply a paradise on earth, which made him forget to leave.

Especially the delicacies of Diandude and Beer Barbecue City made him want to stop, and felt that the life in the grassland of the Hu nationality in the north was simply not human.

this day.

He was eating in the private room on the second floor of Dian Du De, and just picked up a glass of cold beer to drink, when he heard a strange roar from outside and the exclamation of people on the street downstairs.

"What happened?"

Batur was a little curious, and came to the window with a beer in his hand, and stuck his head out to look in the direction of the sound.

The next moment, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"This... what is this?!"

I saw Li Jianye as the leader, and Li Changfeng as the second, leading a long team on motorcycles, roaring past the street with flags waving.

Both sides of the street were full of people, and he could hear the exclamations clearly on the second floor.

"Is this the motorcycle improved by His Highness the Ninth Prince? The shape is much better than last time!"

“Not only does it look better, the sound it makes is also much smaller, so it doesn’t feel noisy at all.”

"Have you noticed that the speed of the motorcycle is also much faster this time?"

"That's right, His Highness the Ninth Prince is advertising this. It will probably go on sale in the next few days. I will have to buy one then."

"I also want to buy it. It's much better than riding a horse. You can run hundreds of miles with a little gas, and you can take two people with you. How convenient is it to go out?"

"That makes sense. His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince has invented steam trains, bicycles, and now a motorcycle. I'm afraid no one will use horses in the future."

"Horses must be eliminated. Those beasts are troublesome to raise and uncomfortable to ride. How can they be compared with motorcycles?"

"..."

Listening to the discussion of the people downstairs, Batur's expression became more and more dignified.

The Hu people in the northern border are proud of their cavalry, and the only thing they can sell is war horses. They have made a lot of money in recent years.

But now when he saw the motorcycle and compared it with the Hu tribe's war horses, the Hu tribe's war horses were simply not worth mentioning. Even he felt that the war horses would definitely be eliminated.

If Dagan does not buy the Hu tribe’s war horses, the Hu tribe will lose a very important source of income. How will they purchase refined salt, tea, ironware and other materials from Dagan in the future?

If there is a war, how can the iron tools of the Hu people compare with motorcycles?
Thinking of this, Batur couldn't help but feel a chill down his back.

The Hu clan has been completely left behind by the big gang. As long as there is Bai Yujing's support, the Hu clan can be swept away at any time, and it is impossible to escape the fate of being destroyed.

The Hu people have no resources other than pastures.

Even if he brings back the relevant technology, there is no possibility of developing it. Everything seems to be doomed, and even he can't do anything about it.

Unless the Hu people can occupy Dagan, how is this possible?

"Li Changfeng... this person is too scary!"

Batur sighed, returned to his seat and sat down, his eyes full of worry.

After thinking for a while, Batur's expression gradually became firm.

"Bai Yujing, don't mess with me!"

"Damn it, don't mess with it!"

"Li Changfeng will definitely inherit the Datong in the future, we can only make friends with him, not enemies!"

……

After Yang Wanli was rescued by Li Changfeng, he promised to write a book for Li Changfeng, and on that day he began to work hard with his son Yang Zhiyuan.

In their view, it is not an exaggeration to call Li Changfeng a saint.

On this day, Yang Wanli and Yang Zhiyuan were going to the vegetable greenhouse base outside the capital, intending to learn more about Li Changfeng's pioneering work of planting green vegetables in winter from the farmers.

As soon as I went out onto the street, I was shocked by the scene in front of me.

I saw that the street was densely packed with people, who didn't know what they were looking at, and let out bursts of exclamation.

"What's going on here?"

With doubts, Yang Wanli squeezed past with the help of his son Yang Zhiyuan, and then saw Li Changfeng's motorbike convoy roaring by.

The two froze on the spot.

It wasn't until Li Changfeng and the others walked away that Yang Wanli came back to his senses.

"This is another great initiative of His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince to change the times and history!" Yang Wanli couldn't help but exclaimed.

Yang Zhiyuan nodded thoughtfully.

"Although I don't know military strategy, I can see that this thing is stronger than a horse. With His Majesty's majesty and grand strategy, I will definitely equip it in the army. In the future, I will surrender to the world!"

Be it Batur or Yang Wanli and his son, there are people discussing like them everywhere.

Everyone was amazed.

But for Li Changfeng, this is just the beginning.

However, the world was transformed by him more and more like the previous life, which still made him very happy.

After circling the streets of the capital, Li Changfeng asked Li Jianye to drive straight to the palace.

Emperor Qianwu has been paying attention to motorcycles all the time. Now that the improved and stable new models are on the market, of course let him see them at the first time.

Otherwise, Emperor Qianwu would definitely send someone to look for him again.

When they came to the gate of the palace, the guards seemed to have received the order and did not obstruct them at all. Li Changfeng and Li Jianye drove in, while the others waited outside the gate of the palace.

When I came to the square in front of the hall, I saw Emperor Qianwu standing on the imperial steps looking forward to it from a distance.

"Father, this motorcycle is great. It is much better than a horse. If everyone in my army has a motorcycle, then there will be no shortcomings!"

Li Jianye looked excited and shouted at Emperor Qianwu from a distance.

The Dagan artillery is powerful enough, but it is too bulky and has poor maneuverability.

The horses used by Dagan are also much worse than those of the Hu tribe.

Hot air balloons are great, but they are greatly affected by the weather.

Therefore, if it is a long-distance attack and pursuit, the army of Dagan is still not as good as the army of the Hu people with excellent horses.

Motorcycles can just make up for this shortcoming.

While speaking, Li Jianye had already arrived in front of Emperor Qianwu by bicycle.

Emperor Qianwu nodded and said: "Jianye is right. His experience in the military in the past few years has been very effective. I am very relieved."

Although he was praising Li Jianye, his eyes were on the motorcycle, and he walked down the imperial steps to look at it carefully, as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

Li Changfeng stopped the motorcycle, cupped his hands and said, "Father, this is an improved motorcycle. Its performance has been greatly improved in all aspects, especially its stability is very reliable, and it can be used in the military."

"Good! Great!"

Emperor Qianwu laughed out loud with joy on his face.

Li Changfeng patted the motorbike guards, and then said: "This is the civilian version, the military version is made of thicker materials, and it has three side wheels, which is more practical."

(End of this chapter)