Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 70: Hundred Ton King Breaks the Formation (Please Order First~)

The sun is high in the sky, shining down on the earth.

Outside Yecheng, soldiers and armors were everywhere and flags were like forests.

The XCMG DE400, as tall as a mountain, stood quietly in the military formation.

Inside the cab, Lin Dao unscrewed the Sprite cap and drank two sips of sweet water to relax himself.

Today is the day for the battle with Shi Hu, and both sides intend to win the battle in one go.

If nothing unexpected happens, this day next year will be Shi Hu's death anniversary.

"Replacing the tires cost hundreds of thousands of dollars, and I have to make back the money."

The tires of the 100-ton King Mining Truck are too expensive, costing tens of thousands each.

"War is a waste of money. I've experienced this firsthand."

"Master." Liu Hu's voice came from the intercom, "The time has come."

"Got it." Lin Dao put down the walkie-talkie, took another sip of Sprite, turned on the war song music, and started the Hundred Ton King.

The roar of the engine is like the roar of an ancient beast, which makes people tremble with fear.

"Aye."

Xie Daoyun, who was watching the battle from the rear, had a gleam in her beautiful eyes. "Now I finally understand why I gave up my official position to join the Grand Commander."

Xie Yi, who was watching the game with Xie Xuan in his arms, was even more shocked than his daughter.

He was stunned and lost his voice. "It wasn't like this before~"

Xie Yi had seen Lin Dao's tricycle and was greatly shocked by this mechanical beast that could move on its own without the need for oxen or horses to pull it.

But that huge thing in the distance, what kind of monster is that~~~
"My daughter heard that the Grand Commander is a descendant of the Mohist school."

Xie Daoyun was quite amused. "Even if Mozi were resurrected, he wouldn't be able to make something this huge."

"Mozi?" Xie Yi laughed and shook his head. "He's not even worthy of being the Grand Commander's assistant."

Young Xie Xuan waved his hands in dissatisfaction. Xie Daoyuan, who was standing beside him, picked up a can of yellow peaches and fed him sugar water with a spoon.

"Aye."

Xie Daoyun raised her hand to stroke her hair, "My daughter heard that the Grand Commandant has a slight prejudice against wealthy families."

"No need to put it so nicely."

Xie Yi shook his head. "What do you mean by prejudice? I wish I could wipe it all out!"

"Look at the people who are important to the Grand Commander-in-Chief. Are there any of them who come from a wealthy family?"

"That's it, Aye." Xie Daoyun's lips curled up slightly. "I think he will be reused."

Xie Yi gently patted Xie Xuan in his arms, "No need to comfort me."

"You and Qilang are the future of the Xie family."

"Qilang is highly regarded by the Grand Commander and has become Wang Meng's disciple. If nothing unexpected happens, he will have the opportunity to inherit Wang Meng's legacy in the future."

"My eldest daughter." Xie Yi said seriously, "Whether the Xie family will be honored or disgraced for the next four hundred years depends entirely on you."

Xie Daoyuan's big eyes were curved like crescent moons.

"If my daughter gets married, she will be the wife of another family. She will focus on her own family and will not take care of Xie's family."

"Hahaha~~~" Xie Yi laughed with satisfaction, "No need to take care of me, as long as you are here, that's enough~~~"

While the father and daughter were discussing the future of the Xie family, Lin Dao had already finished warming up the car.

Shift gears and step on the accelerator skillfully without worrying about traffic rules, just drive freely.

The hundred-ton King Mining Truck, like a small mountain, rumbled forward.

Two or three miles away was the Later Zhao army that had arranged a battle.

Tens of thousands of Hu soldiers and horses formed a battle array behind the city walls, with flags waving, stretching as far as the eye could see.

The speed of driving on the forest road was not fast. After all, the beggar army following the car was mainly composed of infantry and moved slowly.

The function of the Hundred Ton King is to break the formation and destroy the morale of the Hu army.

It is the regular troops who can truly defeat the enemy and strangle their pursuit.

On the top of Yecheng City, Shi Hu, who was sitting on a couch watching the battle, picked up the wine jar with Wu Shi San sprinkled in it.

It was almost noon, and the bright sunlight fell on the earth, shining on the beggar army formation behind the Hundred Ton King, the reflection was so bright that it was dazzling.

From Shi Hu's perspective, it looked like a shining Great Wall of steel was pressing down on them.

He was also puzzled as to where the Beggar Army got so many armors!
It has more armor than the million-strong army of the Great Zhao.

Shi Hu's gaze finally fixed on the giant steel beast.

He knew that if he allowed the divine chariot to charge into the battle, the Qihuo Army soldiers would follow and defeat and kill it, and the battle would be lost.

That giant must be destroyed.

After taking a breath, Shi Hu turned to look at Ma Qiu who was standing beside him and said, "Go."

Ma Qiu accepted the order and saluted, then got down from the city wall, mounted his horse, and sped out of the city.

"Qi Mu An!" Arriving at the cavalry formation, Ma Qiu pulled the reins and shouted, "Your troops go first!"

Lin Dao, who was in the cab, was immediately cheered up when he saw a large number of cavalry rushing out from the opposite side.

"coming."

Hundreds of Jiehu cavalry charged forward in groups.

These were all Jiehu warriors, mainly the remnants of the Black Spear Dragon Soaring Army and the Flying Cavalry.

The leading Jie cavalry held an angle iron in their arms and controlled their warhorses with superb riding skills. The angle iron in the hand of the Hundred-ton King General was still on his way forward.

If we can stop this monster, we will be halfway to winning the battle.

"Let's have a collision." Lin Dao shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator to accelerate. Amid the roar of the engine, the Hundred Ton King began to accelerate.

This modification is different from the previous ones.

Considering that most of the parts that were welded previously fell off due to the continuous impact.

This time, Lin Dao gave up other installations and bought a 36-meter-long high-carbon steel pipe.

During the modification, this long steel pipe was directly embedded and fixed on the front bumper.

From a distance, it looks like two long beards.

The Hundred-Ton King accelerated, and the trembling steel rod hit the Jieqi warhorse that was unable to dodge.

The warhorse's bones were shattered on the spot, and it suddenly flipped forward under the influence of the steel rod, and both the horse and the rider fell to the ground.

Lin Dao kept turning the steering wheel, knocking over the Jie cavalry who rushed up one after another.

The Jie cavalry also became furious and rushed forward regardless of their lives, determined to throw the angle iron in the path of the Hundred-ton King at the risk of their lives.

Under the gaze of countless people, the huge tire of the Hundred Ton King finally crushed the angle iron.

The chains tied to the tires rubbed against the angle irons, sending sparks flying. The angle irons twisted and deformed the next moment, being pressed into the mud.

Faced with solid tires and a weight of more than 200 tons, these wrought iron angle irons did not serve the intended purpose.

Qi Muan, who was on horseback, was filled with despair when he saw this scene.

The king spoke with great confidence, but it didn't work at all!

Looking at the giant steel beast heading straight for him, Qi Mu'an, terrified, turned his horse around and fled.

Seeing this scene, Ma Qiu was furious, "Shoot him to death!"

Hundreds of arrows flew out, turning Qi Mu'an and his horse into a hedgehog.

An armored cavalryman stepped forward and took off his head neatly and efficiently.

Ma Qiu looked at Du Xun and said, "You go!"

Although he has a Chinese name, Du Xun is actually a genuine Jie person.

He also knew that the Great Zhao was now at a critical juncture of life and death, and as a fellow countryman, it was natural for him to fight to the death.

Du Xun gritted his teeth and led his troops to charge out.

In their arms, they each held a clay pot filled with kerosene, sulfur and other substances.

The Jiehu cavalry on the periphery circled and shot arrows at the Hundred-ton King.

Dense arrows hit the car body, making clanging sounds.

Du Xun shouted loudly and arranged the men, charging forward in groups of five, lighting the clay pots and throwing them at the steel behemoth.

The Hundred Ton King is always in motion, so if you want to throw it accurately, you have to get close to it.

But once you get close, you will be hit by the long steel pipe, and no matter whether the man or horse is wearing armor or not, you will end up with broken bones and tendons.

Groups of Jie cavalry were knocked over, both men and horses, and the scene was extremely tragic.

Seeing the miserable end of their fellow comrades, some Jie cavalry were frightened and turned their horses around and ran away.

There were also those who were furious, like Du Xun, who actually hugged a burning pottery jar and rode forward to directly crash into the Hundred Ton King.

Before he was knocked away, he threw the burning pottery jar at the Hundred Ton King with all his might.

More Jie cavalry, following their captain, charged forward with pottery jars in their arms.

Balls of flames bloomed around the Hundred-ton King.

Shi Hu, who was watching the battle on the top of the city wall, had an unnatural blush on his fat face.

"Burn! Burn him to death!"

The next moment, a large amount of white mist gushed out from the body of the giant steel beast.
Under the spray of white mist, all the flames were extinguished.

Shi Hu was stunned on the spot.

The blush on his face quickly faded and turned into a dark blue color.

"How could it be, how could it be like this~~~"

"Why can't it be stopped? Why can't it be burned?!"

"Heaven Ancestor and Earth Mother, why on earth is this happening?!"

"Master." Qin Lang's voice came from the intercom. "We have reached the 300th pace."

Lin Dao glanced at the rearview mirror, picked up the intercom and responded, "I'll go first, you guys follow!"

The previous movements left and right were just waiting for the military formation behind.

Now that the army has arrived, the highlight is about to begin.

The engine of the 100-ton King Mining Truck roared even louder, and this time the front of the vehicle was pointed directly at the Jiehu infantry formation not far away.

Directly in front of him were the Gaoli Guards, the Eastern Palace Imperial Guards directly under the command of Crown Prince Shi Xuan.

An elite force mainly composed of Jie people.

The Gaoli Imperial Guards, which had suffered heavy losses in Xiangguo City before, were restored after a large number of personnel were added, but their combat effectiveness and morale were greatly reduced.

Faced with the roaring steel behemoth, the infantrymen, who were under tremendous psychological pressure, gradually began to panic and tremble, and even deserted.

"Don't run!"

Shi Xuan, who was supervising the battle from behind the formation, brandished his sword and killed the deserters. "Hold on! Hold on! Hold on!"

The Hundred-Ton King knocked the front-row soldiers away and rushed into the formation, causing a bloody storm in an instant.

Steel pipes swept across the area, huge wheels crushed the meat, and the roaring sound was like thunder, which was terrifying.

The Gaoli guards stabbed with combat spears, chopped with short weapons, and shot with bows.

They used every weapon they could, but in the end they couldn't even slow down the Hundred-Ton King a bit.

Without any surprise, the elite Gaoli Guards collapsed under the violent impact and crushing of the Hundred-Ton King.

The defeated soldiers were distraught and fled in all directions, just wanting to get away from the giant beast.

"Don't run!"

Shi Xuan, with bloodshot eyes, led his personal guards to brandish weapons and kill indiscriminately to stop the fleeing soldiers. "Go back, everyone!"

In the eyes of the collapsed soldiers, there was no such thing as a prince or not.

Anyone who dares to stop them from escaping will be killed by anyone, even the Lord himself.

Shi Xuan was knocked off his horse and was instantly swallowed up by the fleeing soldiers.

The soldiers of the Qihuo Army stepped forward and strangled the fleeing barbarians.

Without the army formation, the scattered soldiers had no power to resist.

"What are you thinking?" Lin Dao, who was sitting in the cab, looked down at the trench not far ahead. "I'm not stupid."

"Do you really expect me to just drive in?"

He turned the steering wheel, avoided the trench and rushed towards another barbarian army formation.

The Hundred Ton King crashed into the defeated formation, and the armored soldiers of the Qihuo Army followed up and strangled them.

The Hu Lu army's formations were broken one after another, and the outside of the city was full of fleeing soldiers.

Fu Hong, who was a little further away, immediately turned his horse around and led the Di people under his command to flee without looking back.

He didn't want to be buried with the Jie people.

"The King!"

Ran Min, fully armed, strode up to the top of the city wall and shouted, "Please, Heavenly King, return to the palace as soon as possible."

Shi Hu's eyes were dull, and he sat on the couch as if he didn't hear anything.

This crushing defeat crushed his spirit.

"Quick!" Ran Min's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he waved his hand to call on the soldiers, "Escort the King back to the palace!"

(End of this chapter)