Since the last break with Takeda Taro, Batur has not left the capital. He has changed his appearance and mingled among the crowd, experiencing the prosperity of Daqian.
He was shocked by all the magical things Li Changfeng did 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 at Diandude and Beer BBQ City made him want to stop eating. He felt that his life in the Hu grassland in the north was simply not a human life.
This day.
He was dining in the private room on the second floor of Diandu De. As soon as he picked up a glass of cold beer and was about to drink it, he heard a strange roar outside and the exclamations of people on the street below.
"What happened?"
Batur was a little curious, so he came to the window with a beer, stretched out his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
The next moment, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.
"What...what is this?!"
I saw Li Jianye at the head, followed by Li Changfeng, riding a motorcycle with a long team whizzing past the street with flags waving.
People lined both sides of the street, and he could hear the screams clearly from the second floor.
"Is this the motorcycle that His Highness the Ninth Prince has improved? 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 motorcycle is much faster this time?"
"That's right, His Highness the Ninth Prince is advertising this. It will probably be on sale in the next few days. I will have to buy one then."
"I want to buy one too. It's much better than riding a horse. With a little fuel, you can run hundreds of miles. You can also take two people with you. How convenient is it to go out?"
"That makes sense. His Highness the Ninth Prince invented the steam train, the bicycle, and now a motorcycle. I'm afraid no one will use horses anymore."
"Horses must be eliminated. Those beasts are troublesome to raise and uncomfortable to ride. How can they be compared with motorcycles?"
"..."
Listening to the discussions of the people downstairs, Batur's expression became more and more solemn.
The Hu people in the north are proud of their cavalry. The only material they can get rid of is war horses. They have made a lot of money from Daqian 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 supplies from Dagan in the future?
If a war breaks out, how can the Hu people's iron tools be as good as motorcycles?
Thinking of this, Batur couldn't help but feel a chill down his back.
The Hu tribe has been completely left behind by Da Gan. As long as Bai Yujing has the support, they can sweep away the Hu tribe at any time and cannot escape the fate of being destroyed.
The Hu people have no resources except pasture.
Even if he gets the relevant technology back, there is no possibility of developing it. Everything seems to be doomed, and even he can't do anything.
Unless the Hu people can occupy Daqian, but 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 moment, Batur's expression gradually became firm.
"Bai Yujing, you can't afford to offend me!"
"Da Gan, don't mess with me!"
"Li Changfeng will definitely inherit the throne in the future. We can only make friends with him, not make him an enemy!"
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After Yang Wanli was rescued by Li Changfeng, he promised to write a book for Li Changfeng, and on that day he started to work hard with his son Yang Zhiyuan.
In their view, it is not an exaggeration to call Li Changfeng a saint for what he did.
On this day, Yang Wanli and Yang Zhiyuan were going to a vegetable greenhouse base outside the capital, intending to learn more about Li Changfeng's pioneering work of growing green vegetables in winter from the farmers.
As a result, as soon as I went out onto the street, I was shocked by the scene in front of me.
I saw that the streets were densely packed with people, not knowing what they were looking at, and exclaiming in surprise.
"What's going on?"
With doubts, Yang Wanli squeezed through with the help of his son Yang Zhiyuan, and then saw Li Changfeng's motorcycle fleet whizzing past.
The two of them were stunned on the spot.
It wasn't until Li Changfeng and others walked away and everyone dispersed that Yang Wanli came back to his senses.
"This is another great initiative by His Highness the Ninth Prince that changes the times and changes history!" Yang Wanli couldn't help but exclaimed.
Yang Zhiyuan nodded in agreement.
"Although I don't understand military strategy, I can still tell that this thing is many times stronger than a horse. With your majesty's majesty and majesty, my army will definitely be equipped with it. In the future, everyone will surrender to the world!"
Be it Batur or Yang Wanli and his son, there are people discussing like this everywhere.
Everyone was amazed.
For Li Changfeng, this is just the beginning.
However, the world he transformed became more and more like his previous life, which still made him very happy.
After walking around the streets of the capital, Li Changfeng asked Li Jianye to drive straight to the palace.
Emperor Qianwu has always been paying attention to motorcycles. Now that a new model with improved performance and stable performance is on the market, of course he should see it as soon as possible.
Otherwise, Emperor Qianwu would definitely send people to find him again.
When they arrived at the palace gate, the guards seemed to have received the order and without any obstruction, Li Changfeng and Li Jianye drove in while the others waited outside the palace gate.
When we arrived at the square in front of the palace, we saw Emperor Qianwu standing on the imperial steps and looking forward to it from a distance.
"Father, this motorcycle is great. It is much better than a horse. If every soldier in my army has a motorcycle, there will be no shortcomings!"
Li Jianye looked excited and shouted towards Emperor Qianwu from a distance.
The Daqian artillery is powerful enough, but it is too bulky and has poor maneuverability.
The horses used by Daqian are also much inferior to those of the Hu people.
Although hot air ballooning is good, it is greatly affected by the weather.
Therefore, when it comes to long-distance raids and pursuits, Daqian's army is still not as good as an army like the Hu with excellent horses.
Motorcycles can just make up for this shortcoming.
While he was talking, Li Jianye had already cycled to Emperor Qianwu.
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. He walked down the imperial steps and looked at it carefully, as if he was looking at a rare treasure.
Li Changfeng stopped the motorcycle and said, "Father, this is an improved motorcycle. Its performance has been greatly improved in all aspects, especially its stability, which is very reliable and can be used for military purposes."
"Okay! Great!"
Emperor Qianwu laughed heartily, with a look of joy on his face.
Li Changfeng patted the motorcycle guard and continued: "This is the civilian version. The military version is made of thicker materials and has three wheels on the side, making it more practical."