The Mongolian horse team stopped a dozen steps away from Fan Hong and others.

The man who was mixed among the Mongolians jumped off the horse's back and walked quickly towards Fan Hong and the others.

Qin's bodyguard and the surrounding bodyguards held weapons and looked vigilantly at the man dressed in Han people walking over.

"Master Fan." The man came closer and bowed to Fan Hong with his fists.

Fan Hong looked at the man who was familiar in front of him and said, "Do you know me?"

"Mr. Fan, you are so worried about your nobleman." The man said, "The young man has been working with Manager Li. He has met Mr. Fan once before."

"You are the guy next to Li Weiming."

Fan Hong thought about it.

"It's the small one." The man bowed.

Fan Hong carefully glanced at the Mongolian cavalry in front of him and whispered: "Why are you walking with these Mongolians?"

Even though I had some guesses in my heart, I couldn't help but verify it with the guy beside Li Weiming in front of me.

The man said, "The young man was sent by my shopkeeper to Banshengcheng to deliver a letter. These Mongolians are all armored horses beside Lord Sunang Taiji."

"So they are here to protect the caravan?" Fan Hong looked happy when he said this.

He was frightened all the way. Now that he has these Mongolians as caravan guards, he feels much more relaxed.

Moreover, he knew that Su Nang was one of the most powerful Dataiji in Tumote. The blood of the Golden Family was in the Ming Dynasty. He was a nobleman in heaven and at least a prince.

There were such a powerful and powerful Dataiji who sent cavalry to protect their Fanji caravans. He didn't believe that anyone on the grassland would dare to attack them.

The man in front of him nodded and said, "They are indeed the people sent by Lord Sunang Taiji to escort our caravan."

"Hurry, take me to see their leader. People come over from afar, and I want to greet you in person."

Fan Hong turned over from the horse and walked towards the Mongolian cavalry opposite.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and said to Qin's escort: "Qin escort, let all your people disperse. These Mongolians are our own people, so there is no need to be nervous."

Qin's escort nodded.

He naturally heard the conversation just now, knowing that the Mongolians in front of him were not coming to plunder the Fanji caravan, but the helpers invited by the Fan family.

"It's all gone! Don't get stuck here." Qin's escort waved his hand to the surrounding escort guards.

The surrounding escorts also knew from the words of Fan Hong and the man just now that these Mongols were not enemies, and now that the crisis has been resolved, they all scattered.

An escort who has been following Qin's escort, whispered: "I didn't expect Fan Ji has such a wide connection. I have heard someone mention the name Su Nang, his status in Tumote.

He is only a little lower than their big sweat, and he is a very powerful Dataiji."

The Qin mate nodded slightly.

He was once unstoppable and knew about Tumot's situation. Moreover, the name Su Nang was very famous. He once competed for the Khan position with the current Tumot's Khan.

Although he failed in the end, he lived a good life, and was still one of the many great Taijis in Tumot.

Those who failed to compete for the throne in all dynasties would not end up in a good way. He did not believe that the Mongols would be a scene of brothers and brothers, and even if they rebelled, they could be treated as nothing.

It can only be said that Su Nang Taiji is strong enough, and even Tumot's Khan can't do anything to him.

Fan Ji was able to have contact with such a powerful Dataiji, and even asked the other party to send hundreds of Mongolian cavalry guarding caravans. This is not something that can be done with a wide connection.

The escort next to him saw that Qin escort didn't say anything, and continued, "You said Fan Ji has such a big Taiji as his backer and sent so many Mongolian cavalry. Why do you spend money to find our escort agency? Is it a escort?" There is so much room for spending.”

Qin's escort master watched Fan Hong walk to the opposite Mongolians, and then he spoke: "If there are more Mongolian guarding caravans in the caravan, we can save a lot of trouble. Anyway, we don't have a penny of silver that should be given. There will be less.”

After saying that, he turned his horse's head and walked towards the convoy behind him.

"Yes, there's a lot of money for us, why bother with that idleness!" The corps officer shrugged and followed him on a horse.

On the other side, Fan Hong came to the Mongolian horse team.

Seeing so many Mongolian cavalry staring at him with fierce eyes, his legs couldn't help but start to tremble. He regretted that he was too rogue and shouldn't have come alone, at least he had to bring a few studs with him.

The man before came with Fan Hong.

When he got closer, the man introduced to Fan Hong: "This is the personal guard general next to Lord Sunang Taiji, General Wolunkuo."

"I have met General Wolunkuo." Fan Hong bowed to Wolunkuo on the horse's back.

Wolun Bon's nasal voice nodded and said, "From now on, I will take over your Fanji caravan, and you must obey our commands along the way."

"Ah!" Fan Hong was stunned for a moment.

The first time I saw someone doing this guard, I had to take over everything in the caravan as soon as I got up.

But thinking that the other party was the personal guard general next to Su Nang Taiji, and his identity was in the Ming Dynasty, even if he was not a deputy general, he was at least a famous general. In the eyes of the other party, his caravan manager might not be a big deal.

Thinking of this, he nodded and said, "The next thing is the general."

The man next to him secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Fan Hong agreeing.

When he heard Wolunkuo's words before, he was afraid that the master of the Fan family would refuse.

During the journey, he contacted Wolunkuo and knew that the other party looked down on the Han people from the bottom of his heart. Even if Master Fan was in the eyes of the other party, he was a little better than the Han slaves on the grassland.

Not only this general Wolunkuo, most of the Mongolians looked down on the Han people. Whether it was the captured Han slaves or the Han people from the Ming Dynasty, there was no big difference in the eyes of the Mongolians.

Wolunkuo looked at Fan Hong condescendingly and said, "You are the manager of this caravan. Now let your caravan prepare some wine and fill the wine bags that my people bring."

"This..." Fan Hong hesitated.

I wanted to refuse, but looking at the fierce Mongolians in front of me, I swallowed it back if I refused.

Wolun Kuo's face sank and he said coldly: "What? You don't understand what I said?"

Fan Hong smiled bitterly.

This time the caravan did bring some wine, part of which was for the caravan's guys to drink. They were all cheap turbid wine, which was quite strong and could be used for heating, and some better wines were brought to sell to The wine drunk by herders on the grassland.

Camels are good willows, Mongolia is good wine.

Many herders have to drink a bowl of wine even if they eat less food, so the profit of wine on the grassland is very good.

Now, General Wolunkuo is asking for wine, but he is not drinking it alone, but he is filling all the Mongolian cavalry in front of him with wine bags.

There are at least two or three hundred Mongolian cavalrymen in front of me. Even if they take out all the wine brought by the caravan, they will not be enough to sell them. Moreover, these wines are sold to Banshengcheng. Before they even arrived, they will be allowed to take them away.
Chapter completed!