A few days later, Li Shimin, instead of sitting in the driver's seat, was cross-legged on the roof of the Caterpillar.
Beside him was a Gatling gun dismantled from a Ka-27, and in the carriage, fifty tons of reserve fuel.
Li Xiuning asked him why he wasn't flying the helicopter. He claimed it was a bit too much of an advantage.
But the way his eyes kept flicking towards Hua Mulan and Tang Saier betrayed him!
"What advantage? It's clearly because sitting in a helicopter wouldn't highlight his majestic physique!"
In the carriages of the other two trucks were two giant drums, removed from the entrance of the Grand Ancestral Temple, each with a diameter of over two meters!
After bidding farewell to Fang Er at the city gate, the three large vehicles drove north to rendezvous with Yue Fei's army.
However, when they reached the banks of the Yangtze River, Li Shimin was dumbfounded.
The roaring river water, flowing endlessly, was like~~
Uh, getting off track~
Looking at the river surface, which was nearly a thousand meters wide at its narrowest point, he had to face a problem: the trucks couldn't cross.
For ordinary people, crossing the river relied on ferries; for armies, it was on naval vessels.
But for these three colossal vehicles, weighing hundreds of thousands of pounds, crossing was like a fool's errand!
Only then did he understand why Fang Er had hesitated to speak when they departed.
"Beep~~~"
A shrill horn sounded from the distant river. Li Shimin looked in the direction of the sound and saw a large ship suddenly appear on the river.
Zhou Yanxi stood on the flatbed barge, looking at the three large vehicles parked on the shore, his admiration for Duke Fang reaching new heights.
As soon as the Emperor departed, their Duke had foreseen this situation.
Therefore, after seeing them off, he had instructed Zhou Yanxi to bring his men and sail upstream from the mouth of the Yangtze River to catch up.
As for how the ship came to be, that was not something Zhou Yanxi needed to worry about.
"Hahahaha! My son-in-law is truly dependable!"
As the flatbed barge approached them, Li Shimin, with a smug expression, winked at Hua Mulan.
His demeanor almost made Li Xiuning vomit on the spot. This brother was simply unbearable!
She walked behind Li Shimin and subtly poked him on the backside with her short knife.
"Clang~~~"
The sound of metal striking was clear and resonant. If one word could describe it, it would be lingering.
Oh no, now it should be lingering around his crotch~
Hearing this sound, Li Shimin's face turned black.
Previously, he had taken Fang Er to see the dancers. Although he achieved his goal, he was punished.
He was sentenced to wear iron underwear for seven days!
Today was the last day. For these past few days, he had tried his best to move less to avoid making embarrassing sounds that Hua Mulan and the others might hear. But with Li Xiuning's poke, it was all in vain!
From the corner of his eye, he could see Hua Mulan and Tang Saier covering their mouths and giggling.
Ah~~~
Li Shimin was going crazy on the inside.
This sister, he couldn't keep her!
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A few days later, South Africa.
Fang Er leaned against a young elephant, sitting on the grass, holding a cracked baobab fruit.
Wang Xuance, Xue Rengui, and the others were gathered around, feeling very curious about the fruit that was soft to the touch and sweet with a hint of sourness. They each held a large one and were eating heartily.
"Duke, this thing is amazing!" Li Da stuffed a clump of white flesh into his mouth and mumbled as he chewed.
Ge Luoyang nodded in agreement from the side, "Exactly. If you ask me, if we planted a few of these at home, we wouldn't have to farm all year round."
Fang Er smiled knowingly, "Hahahaha, you're not the only ones with that idea!"
"When you meet the local natives, you'll understand. They live by the fruits that grow on these trees."
With the gold dredger ship as a bug, they had found the Grasberg mine. They were now taking a break while eating.
As for the young elephant, he had rescued it from a pride of lions. When they first arrived, they had seen a pride of lions hunting.
The helicopter swooped down, and the lions fled in fear, leaving only this young elephant, covered in injuries, behind. Seeing its pitiable state, Fang Er decided to keep it by his side and take care of it.
"Duke, someone's coming from over there!"
Li Da's chewing of the baobab fruit suddenly stopped. After looking around for a moment, he pointed east.
Everyone followed his gaze and saw a group of black people standing there.
These people were naked from the waist up, with large leaves covering their private parts, holding wooden sticks and staring intently at Fang Er and his group.
Ge Luoyang showed a confused expression after clearly seeing the black people.
"These people are a bit different from the Kunlun slaves sold in Chang'an!"
"You wouldn't know this, would you? Although they are as dark as the Kunlun slaves, most of those in Chang'an are slaves from Lin Yi and Tianzhu," Fang Er said, then patted the grass off his buttocks and stood up.
"Alright, they're just some uncivilized natives. Without interpreters, we can't communicate with them. Don't mind them, let's get to work!"
Wang Xuance and the others quickly finished the baobab fruit in their hands, chugged a bottle of "Mei G" juice, and then walked towards the gold dredger ship.
The three gold dredger ships lifted off. As soon as they found that the concentration of golden mist in their designated areas was slightly higher, they would immediately stop and mark it.
Fang Er leisurely walked back and forth between each marker, first locating the shallow ore veins and collecting them directly with the system, which saved a lot of time.
Seeing the gold dredger ships floating in the air, those natives knelt down uniformly, chattering in an unknown language.
The leading native's eyes darted around, and after shouting a few words to his subordinates, those people turned and ran into the distance.
After a long while, they returned, bringing many things with them.
Baobab fruit, sausage fruit, and some grains.
Two of them even jointly carried a slain ostrich.
The native leader had them place these items down, then led his tribesmen to retreat far away, but they did not leave, only watching from a distance.
"Hahahaha~ Duke, they're treating us as gods and worshipping us!" Ge Luoyang said to the walkie-talkie, seeing this scene.
Fang Er had no time to pay attention to them. The language barrier was the biggest obstacle. If miscommunication caused any further misunderstandings, it would only waste time.
He held a hammer, and after every few steps, he would stop and dig for a while.
After a long time, he threw the hammer away, cursed "idiots" a couple of times, then took out a bundle of dynamite, lit the fuse, and tossed it away.
"Boom!"