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Chapter 570: Where Did Li Xin Go?

"wrong!"

"What's wrong?"

"This sentence is wrong!"

The bearded old man shouted righteously:

"This is not what you say! I have been doing business thirteen times and have learned this sentence!

This sentence was said by the great Master, and it means that when friends come from afar, everyone is happy!"

"I'm happy for you Male Gobi!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Feng slapped his face with sand with his left hand!

Caught off guard, the bearded old man screamed and waved his arms randomly, trying to cover himself.

But the next moment, a brick hit him hard on the head!

"Ah! No martial ethics! No martial ethics! Sneak attack! Lie!"

Unfortunately, such accusations have no effect on Qin Feng.

He even felt that this was a compliment to himself.

The other people in this camel caravan were immediately shocked.

Seeing the leader being put on his head and beaten with bricks, he was at a loss for a moment.

They thought of many ways to be attacked.

For example, horse thieves with fast horses galloping like flying, or remnant soldiers from the Western Regions arriving with bows and arrows, may also be blackmailed by the Qin government.

But there was none of that. He was just beaten by a man with a brick.

The reason why I didn't react was because I didn't make a plan.

Do you think being hit by a brick is serious? There is no risk to your life.

You think it's not serious, but the bruised nose, swollen face, and nosebleeds are really miserable.

Just when the caravan was in a dilemma, Hei Niu and Tie Zhu had already turned over the boxes on their camels.

A large number of gold and silver utensils are exposed to the sun, scattering a breathtaking light.

Ying Zheng couldn't help being stunned for a moment, because he saw those exquisite treasures stained with black and red blood.ωωw.

Apparently many people died here.

Moreover, from the different depths of blood stains on various treasures, it can be seen that they are not from the same group of people.

The most important thing is that underneath these treasures are blood-stained scimitars!

At this moment, the people in the caravan stopped pretending and roared angrily. Then they were pushed to the ground by Hei Niu and Tiezhu's men and were beaten!

The bearded old man was numb, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he raised his head and looked at all this in disbelief.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and asked with difficulty:

"Why did you rob our caravan?"

Qin Feng directly picked up a branch and gave him a thousand-year kill!

Then he cursed and said:

"Returning the caravan? You are just a bunch of horse thieves!

They intercepted and killed the caravans along the way, robbed as much as they could, and finally resold them when they arrived in Xianyang.

And then grab it all the way back, right?"

"Ouch!"

How can the bearded old man speak at this time?

The chrysanthemum was completely broken and the ground was covered with wounds.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but marveled. He picked up a can of pepper and sniffed it. He couldn't help but sneeze, and then asked curiously:

"How did you figure out that these people are horse thieves?"

Qin Feng smiled reservedly:

"Practice makes perfect, just like I've been wiping my butt for twenty years. Although I haven't seen it before, I can get it right every time I wipe it!"

"..."

Ying Zheng nodded expressionlessly;

"The example you gave is very good. Don't give it again next time."

Black Bull beeped quietly from the side:

"Obviously Boss Qin is used to robbing others. He can recognize him at a glance when he meets his colleagues."

Seeing Qin Feng glaring at him fiercely, Hei Niu shut up angrily.

Qin Feng was reluctant to kill these horse thieves.

He directly arranged for people to tie them into a group, and then continued towards Xianyang.

People who build railways never have too many people!

Seeing that these horse thieves were dealt with and it was getting late, Ying Zheng ordered to set up camp on the spot.

At this time, the temperature gradually dropped, and the wind and sand hit people's faces painfully.

Soon, Ying Zheng's huge tent was set up.

As soon as a person burrows inside, he is immediately isolated from the rest of the world, but feels a burst of warmth.

Qin Feng naturally stayed out of sight, licking his face and followed him in.

They even set up a small stove, sliced ​​the lamb they grabbed along the way, and cooked it in hot pot.

Outside, five thousand soldiers also set up their own tents.

There was smoke from the kitchen, a tent and a sheep, ten people gathered around and ate, it was really enjoyable.

These sheep were not robbed by ordinary people and herdsmen, but by horse thieves.

Along the way, the more desolate the place, the more horse thieves there are.

The places that Da Qin cannot reach are simply like barbaric wilderness.

Respecting strength is the most basic principle here.

The law of the jungle forced many people to become horse thieves and plunder for a living.

"These horse thieves, especially those pretending to be merchants, have had a huge impact on trade."

Ying Zheng put his hand against the stove to keep warm, looked at the steaming iron pot and said.

Qin Feng nodded as he put slices of meat into it and said:

"Yes, although we, the Great Qin Dynasty, do not need to trade with the West.

However, when food can fully meet the needs of the people, the emergence of commerce is inevitable.

We can't stop this behavior from happening."

Ying Zheng nodded slightly and said:

"But Shang Yang's reform required the emphasis on agriculture and the suppression of business."

Qin Feng looked at the three-rolled meat slices eagerly, then hurriedly picked them up, dipped them in chive sauce, and said vaguely:

“Times are changing! If you don’t change, you will die!

In the future, Daqin will stop collecting agricultural taxes and rely on commercial taxes to make money."

Ying Zheng also fished out some slices of meat to eat, and found that it was surprisingly fragrant.

The mutton raised on the grassland seems to be different from that raised in the Central Plains.

Ying Zheng has always regretted that he did not go out to conquer the Xiongnu and set up his horse and whip.

Life is short, and my life is already very complete, so I should pursue some things I like!

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng asked while eating:

"The current war situation in the Western Region does not seem to be optimistic."

When Qin Feng heard this, he rarely put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, and sighed:

"I'm a little sorry for Li Xin. I originally thought that letting him go to the Western Expedition was just to abuse people.

In the end, I didn’t expect that a Western Region Alliance Army would be created. After all, the 50,000 soldiers under his command were too few.”

Ying Zheng asked without leaving any trace;

"I heard that Hu Hai is very brave?"

Qin Feng scratched his head and said awkwardly for a moment:

"Yes, he is quite brave."

Can he not be fierce? No matter how much he hints at killing Hu Hai, he can always break out of the siege and crawl out from the dead. This is a bit outrageous!

Ying Zheng nodded and said nothing, but asked:

"Where did Li Xin go? Do you know?

I heard that he asked Zhang San and Hu Hai to defend the Loulan Royal City with a small number of troops to attract the attention of the Western Region Allied Forces.

But the 30,000 cavalrymen in his hands have disappeared."

When Qin Feng heard this, he grinned and asked mysteriously:

"Do you still remember what he did when he attacked Chu with 200,000 men?"

(Oh my god! I can’t write anymore! I won’t update today~ Good night~ Mmm~)


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