Around the market at night, there are camps all over the desert. There are much fewer people in the middle of the night than in the evening, but there are still people working on moving goods and loading trucks.
Zhao Changhe looked at it from a distance and always remembered the scenes of some ports and wharfs, which were indeed places where commerce and trade gathered.
I don’t know what kind of tacit understanding there is between the various caravans. Whether their respective territories have been divided in advance, it seems that each has its own scope and does not interfere with each other. Even though there are many people, it is not chaotic.
It also happened to be convenient for Zhao Changhe to check things out. It would be a headache if it really became a mess.
He easily found the Qiao family's caravan camp. At this time, someone was also moving goods inside, which seemed to be jewelry, spices, sheepskins, etc., ready to be brought back to the Middle Kingdom. The delivery person seemed to be delivered directly by a Hu merchant in the market.
Yes, I can still vaguely hear Hu Shang's dissatisfied complaints: "Second Master Qiao is getting more and more arrogant now. He hides in the tent without even being seen. Is this your Central Plains etiquette?"
Someone who seemed to be in charge was apologizing: "Old Master Qiao took the young master into the market, and he was beaten while eating at Sanniang's place..."
"How dare Mr. Qiao dare to offend Sanniang Yuan? Commander Wu doesn't even dare to force this woman. I heard she has a backing!"
"Harm, how can I offend Sanniang? But the other party may have a good background. I heard that he is the king of the Wang family. His strength is worthy of the ranking. A pinch under his arm can actually cut off the second master's hand.
." The steward made a gesture of pinching his arms and grinning: "This is too scary..."
Hu Shang also took a breath of cold air: "What kind of god is coming down to earth? Since he is on the earth ranking list, he may really be king."
"Yes, we think so too. Even if it is a fake Wang family, the second master would not dare to gamble. What if it is true? Do you want to go back to China and hang out?"
"Speaking of which, does anyone from the Wang family dare to appear near the War Lion Tribe?"
"I don't know. Anyway, the War Lion Tribe is now crossing the river with the Ni Bodhisattva, so I'm afraid they don't have the heart to cause any trouble to the Wang family..."
The two of them walked in as they talked, surrounded by a bunch of laborers moving goods, and a few guards who looked like they were following behind.
No one noticed that a yellow-faced man appeared among the laborers who were busy moving goods. He mixed in and entered the village. He even helped people carry the goods honestly, all the way to the carriages and horses for loading.
Because he felt that these two conversations were very informative and worth listening to a few more sentences.
Sure enough, I heard Hu Shang ask: "Then I mentioned before that I brought six slaves with me this time? Are they in the car?"
The steward glanced around subconsciously and lowered his voice: "This time, they are all martial arts masters from the Middle Earth. The lowest ones have five layers of entrance hall, and the higher ones have seven layers. The prices are not low. The second master plans to take them to the animal farm.
Maybe Commander Wu will be very interested in the auction."
Hu Shang frowned: "This is not a good product... A martial arts master who is too strong can't control it. He can easily escape and may have backlash. I'm afraid, except for Commander Wu, the general forces don't dare to take it easily. Not only can you not bid for it, but
It's possible that Commander Wu lowered the price."
The manager obviously took it to heart and sighed: "I don't think it's appropriate either, but the second master thinks this is a business opportunity..."
Hu Shang said: "How did you catch the second master? This is not easy. I have seen masters of the sixth level. When they run with Qinggong, they can run faster than horses, and their endurance is no worse than horses."
"They went to reconnoiter the Wild Wolf tribe and were discovered and hunted. While running for their lives, they saw our caravan and saw that it was the Central Plains caravan. They thought they were saved." The steward smiled slightly: "The second master welcomed them into the team and turned back.
Catch them."
Zhao Changhe took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly to resist drawing out the knife.
Finding the clues for the mission assigned by Cui Yuanyong was much easier than expected. Fortunately, he didn't kill two people from the Qiao family in the restaurant before. Otherwise, the caravan would have been in chaos and they would have withdrawn directly. Instead, the clues would have been cut off, and people might still be there.
Killed by them to avoid trouble.
But Zhao Changhe didn't feel relaxed at all at this moment. Instead, he was ten thousand times more angry than when he came.
This team is a group of hot-blooded men. They are here to help Yanmen defend themselves and go out for reconnaissance regardless of life and death! They are not here to travel!
Who are they protecting when they resist the barbarians?
I'm afraid these men never thought that they would be betrayed by the people they protected. This kind of psychological blow is far better than destroying the body.
Fortunately among the misfortunes, they are all still alive and undisabled, and they are still six good men after being rescued.
Even Hu Shang, who was famous for being heavy on profits, couldn't bear to listen and asked: "Just for a few slave money?"
"That's not all. Our batch of food is to be handed over to the Wild Wolf tribe. If they follow the team, won't they be seen out? Go back and tell Huangfu Yongxian or Tang Wanzhuang. What should we do? Or kill them.
If you catch it, you can still sell it for money, that’s it.”
Of course, Hu Shang was too lazy to say more, and just said: "We are all old acquaintances. Just sell this batch to me. Don't go and take pictures. Listen to my advice. It's not cost-effective... Commander Wu wants you to give it away for free. Maybe you have to give it away."
With."
The steward said: "I have no right to decide this. You have to ask the second master."
Hu Shang said: "It takes time for them to load the goods. I just happened to go to see how the second master's injury was."
The two of them walked towards the camp as they talked. Zhao Changhe pretended to move the goods and thought to himself.
There are too many people here to save anyone, and even the slightest movement will cause the entire caravan of thousands to surround them. Even if they are rescued by force, they will not be able to escape. This shows the inconvenience of being alone. As long as there is a partner,
Make some noise on the other side, and then you can operate here...
Do you want to find some help, such as paying Sanniang to do a favor? Will she be willing?
While I was thinking about it, a loud noise suddenly came from in front of the camp gate: "Where's the drunkard from? Come on!"
A somewhat familiar voice said drunkenly: "Damn it, what's the matter with my father having no money? Where's your Hu Ji? Come out and dance!"
Zhao Changhe's eyes lit up.
Situ laughs!
Help is coming!
The guard at the village gate was so angry that he yelled: "Damn it, this is not the Orchid Camp, the prostitute camp you want is at the other end! I still want to go!"
"Not Hu Jiying? I don't believe it! I look at you like a chicken..."
"Go away, you drunkard!"
The commotion started at the gate of the village. In the main tent, Mr. Qiao had a bandage on his hand and was sending the Hu merchant out. He was talking about something. When he saw this, he said angrily: "Where is the drunkard making trouble here? Let's go and see some people!"
After taking orders, Mr. Qiao said to Hu Shang: "Brother, you are right, these people might as well sell it to you privately..."
Before he finished speaking, a sword flashed from behind the tent.
This is Jianguang who has been lurking here for who knows how long. It is very likely that someone quietly lurked here while the Qiao family went to the market to eat. He never found a suitable opportunity to make a move, and actually lurked for several times.
The time is motionless.
Apart from the top assassins in Tingxue Tower, the only people who can do such a thing are those who make a living as bounty hunters...
Han Wubing!
During this time of trouble at the village gate, Han Wubing, who had been lurking for a long time, took a rare opportunity and took action to assassinate Qiao Er!
To Han Wubing's expectation, Qiao Er's skills were average and he had a broken hand. The sword he thought would kill him was blocked by someone.
There was a "clang" sound, and it was Hu Shang who was holding a machete in his hand and deflected Han Wubing's killing sword. Han Wubing passed by, and Hu Shang was knocked back several steps.
"I didn't expect that there are such masters among the barbarians in the Western Regions. I lost my mind this time." Han Wubing thought to himself. He didn't have time to give Qiao Er a blow and quickly retreated behind the stronghold.
Qiao Er was quickly surrounded by people. He was jumping around in the crowd and shouted angrily: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? I'll stop the people in front of him!"
Countless people rushed towards Han Wubing. In the dark night, Han Wubing looked like a ghost. Blood sprayed everywhere he passed. He rushed out of the village with blood and screams all the way.
Situ Xiao, who was making trouble at the gate of the village, made everyone dumbfounded.
He and Han Wubing had never met in person, let alone made an appointment. He just found out that this was a convoy of merchants from the Central Plains coming here for trade. He was so angry that he made an impromptu decision and deliberately caused trouble to attract Qiao Qiao.
Come out and see if you can take the head in person and run away.
As a result, as soon as the incident broke out, someone inside assassinated him in advance.
This is a good guy.
Faced with the expressions of the guards at the village gate who regarded him as an accomplice, Situ Xiao was not depressed about lying on the gun, but was willing to be an accomplice. He leisurely took a sip of wine and suddenly sprayed the torch at the village gate.
There was a "boom" and flames shot into the sky. The gates of the village, the tents, the carts going in and out, and spices and clothing were ignited, and the flames spread wildly along the way.
The camp finally became a mess, and the hands of the people loading the trucks were all affected. At the leader's call, they all dropped what they were doing and rushed out to put out the fire.
Zhao Changhe looked at the suddenly empty carriages and horses around him, and quickly opened the doors of one carriage after another, looking for someone.
Brothers, please hold on a little longer. I will help you later after I save someone.
"Bang!" When he finally opened the more than a dozen carriages, they were all empty. It seemed that several people were sleeping inside. Zhao Changhe's eyes lit up and he was about to get in the car when he suddenly felt a chill on the side of his neck.
Zhao Changhe instinctively dodged, but found that the opponent's sword was mysterious and abnormal, and he couldn't dodge at all when he lost the first move...
The long sword was already placed on his neck, and a cold voice came from behind: "Which truck contains food and fodder? Take me to get it... Hey, your sword..."
Zhao Changhe sighed and looked at the long-lost face behind him: "You have robbed the food and fodder, so why don't you take me away with you? How about being a stronghold?"