In the Three Kingdoms period, the opening scene features the killing of Huang Gai, shocking Zhou Yu!

The wheels keep turning.

We bid farewell to the iconic red brick building of Bingjingting.

Ding Yi stopped pretending and comfortably sat back in the carriage.

With his legs crossed, holding the unfinished planning document in his hands,

He leisurely reminisced about the "CBD pie" that his older brother Zhao Yu had drawn up for him.

"Tsk tsk, Bronze Sparrow Imperial View, that name sounds so noble..."

"Clang!"

The carriage jolted violently.

This was immediately followed by violent left-right swaying.

The bamboo slips in front of him were scattered all over the ground.

The rattan helmet on his head was shaken so badly that it tilted to the side of his ears.

"Ouch, my back..."

"What happened? Was it an earthquake?"

Ding Yi rubbed his head and lifted the carriage curtain.

Looking at the official road outside, which was full of gravel and yellow earth, he sighed helplessly.

Just now,

The convoy drove out of the ten-mile cement road built by Bingjingting.

This huge contrast between "extravagance and frugality" instantly makes one want to curse.

Just now on the cement road, it was flying close to the ground, as steady as a rock.

Now that we're on the national highway, it's "crazy swaying," it'll shake you so much you'll throw up your leftovers.

"This is the national highway of the Han Dynasty..."

I've really gotten used to staying in the Ice Crystal Pavilion.

They've been spoiled by Zhao Yu's damn "standardization."

Without comparison, there is no harm.

The convoy had to slow down and continue moving forward at a snail's pace.

The drivers at the front, especially Ma Chao who was in charge of the lead carriage, suffered terribly.

"Whoa—! Giddy up! Whoa—!"

Ma Chao was almost tearing the reins in his hands.

To avoid a pothole, he swerved sharply.

Just as it avoided a large ditch, the wheel ran over a sharp rock;

Just past the rock, there was another pit.

This isn't driving; this is acrobatics.

Moreover, their convoy wasn't carrying cotton.

It was all heavy cement clinker and steel bars.

The vehicle is extremely heavy and has very high requirements for road conditions.

"Stop! Stop the car!"

After being jostled around for half an hour, Ding Yi really couldn't take it anymore.

He pushed open the carriage curtain and jumped out.

"I'm not taking a carriage! I'm riding a horse! If I keep riding, I'll fall apart before we even reach Ye City!"

House seemingly endless rain.

Perhaps God felt that this wasn't tragic enough.

After being gloomy for so long, I couldn't hold it in any longer.

It's started raining again.

The once fairly solid, potholed dirt road

Soaked by the rain, it quickly turned into a puddle of muddy sludge.

"We're trapped! We're trapped!"

The guards behind shouted.

Ding Yi ran back, stumbling along the way, to take a look.

The car behind us had its right rear wheel stuck in a mud pit.

Half of the wheel was no longer visible.

The car body was tilted severely, and the steel bars were on the verge of collapse.

Four strong horses pulling the carriage

Its hooves slipped, and its four legs kicked wildly.

Exhausted and panting,

The coachman dared not crack the whip, for if he did, he might startle the horse, overturn the carriage, and everyone would be doomed.

They could only desperately pull on the horse's nose from the front, trying to gain leverage.

The car just can't get out.

"Push! Push it now!"

Ding Yi directed the fifty technical backbones (part-time migrant workers) to go up and push the cart.

Dozens of men shouted work chants.

"One, two, three! Go!"

The wheel struggled to turn half a circle before sliding back.

The car is only so big, and there are only a few people pulling on it.

With the mud making things slippery, those guys lost their energy.

It's all for nothing.

Moreover, the car body tilted even more severely.

Ma Chao glanced at Aya, who was still suffering in the carriage.

(She was in poor health and couldn't withstand the turbulence; it's highly likely that she damaged her health while rescuing Ma Chao.)

I saw another group of migrant workers who couldn't push their carts.

"Make way, everyone."

Upon hearing this tone, Ding Yi

I knew this guy was about to explode.

Wave quickly:

"Make way! Brother Mengqi is about to unleash his power!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Ma Chao jumped off the chariot shaft.

Arriving at the wheel,

He bent down and gripped the axle, which was as thick as his wrist, with both hands.

Next second,

"rise!!!"

A low growl,

That heavily loaded carriage that couldn't be pushed.

It actually moved!

The right rear wheel was lifted off the mud by half a foot!

"Galloping horse!"

The coachman standing nearby was dumbfounded, his mouth agape, unable to move.

He knew that Ding Yi had kicked him.

Only then did I realize

A whip lashed out at the horse.

The four horses felt the resistance behind them disappear and pulled with all their might.

The car had just gotten out of the mud.

Ma Chao, as if nothing had happened, shook the mud off his hands and jumped back onto the chariot shaft.

Although those fifty key technical personnel had seen Ma Chao pulling a millstone in the village,

But seeing this scene now still makes my scalp tingle.

Is this the world of the strong?

Treating a horse-drawn carriage like a toy?

Ding Yi looked at the scene unfolding before her eyes.

I didn't feel happy.

Instead, I felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Even a peerless warrior like Ma Chao, who could take the head of a general from the midst of a massive army as easily as taking something from a bag, could not achieve such a feat.

In this broken world, you have to struggle in the mud like a laborer.

"Oh shit."

Even the refined Ding Yi couldn't help but utter a curse.

"Brothers, did you see that?"

"This is why we need to build roads! This is why our elder brother wants us to pave the entire world with cement!"

"If this road isn't fixed!"

Even divine generals have to work their way through the mud! They still have to be mindful of the whims of Heaven!

"Even someone as powerful as the King of Heaven would suffer this humiliating fate if he walked down this rotten road!"

He raised his fist.

"We're not going to Ye City to enjoy ourselves!"

"We're going to level this lousy road!"

"We must build cement roads all the way to Ye City and all the way to Xuchang!"

"Let's make sure our cars never have to suffer this kind of humiliation again!"

"Road construction!!"

Ding Yi's voice was hoarse and strained.

"Road construction!!"

Someone else joined in the shouting.

"Road construction!!"

More people joined in the shouting.

The workers were set on fire.

Two flames burned in his eyes.

Nobody wants to push this broken-down cart anymore, nobody wants to get stuck in the mud in the rain.