Hong Chen used the pseudonym Black Tea in the caravan, claiming that he grew up in the junction of Xiliang and Xiliang in Yu State, and now wanted to go to South Vietnam. The caravan itself was a group of several South Vietnamese businessmen, and they brought Jiangnan silk tea and Huangcheng tea.
Dried fungi and spices from the state were sold in Xiliang, and now wolf and fox skins were imported from the grassland and sold back to the south. While chatting with them, Hong Chen also learned a lot about South Vietnam.
The first few days after entering the mountains were uneventful. However, after seeing a few bloodstains on the mountain road on the sixth day, the merchants looked worried. The fur trade in South Vietnam has been occupied by several sects.
Datou, any other private traders
For selling, they had to collect a two-cent tax first, so there was basically no profit. In order to avoid the checkpoints on the official road, they chose to take the risk and took the mountain road often frequented by bandits. Those inexplicable blood stains really scared them.
The leading martial artist tried his best to make them relax, patting his chest and saying: "We have twenty-three martial arts masters here, all of them possess unique skills, and most of them have walked this road more than once. What big storms and waves have we not seen?
Most of the thieves in the mountains only rob single-handed men, and they don't dare to attack heavily armed people like us." After hearing this, the merchants relaxed a little and started laughing again.
But that night, they were surrounded by a group of bandits. How could a few merchants be willing to hand over their goods and money? The leading martial artist persuaded them: "Sir, do you understand the principle of spending money to eliminate disasters? I just want to come here."
I want to rob you of wealth, but I don’t want your life. We are all businessmen, so at the worst, we should just treat this business as a loss, okay?"
A businessman said: "We paid you to keep us safe! How come you are quicker to surrender than us when we meet bandits now?" The leading martial artist then scolded: "You can't spend your life after making money? Just
The three melons and two dates you gave me, are they enough for me to work hard for? If you want to listen, you can listen, and if you don’t listen, I will pull you down! I don’t care about you!" After saying that, he was about to throw away his hands and leave, but was grabbed by the businessman again.
The bandits lost their patience. The bandit leader came over with two men carrying knives, and got directly into the car to look through the goods. The bandit leader saw Hong Chen walking in the snow again, and his eyes lit up: "This is from the prairie.
What a good horse! It's all black with white hooves. This is a 'dark cloud riding on snow horse', a rare good horse. I just need such a majestic mount!" He said and started to lead it.
Hong Chen was originally going to deal with this gang of bandits, but he was afraid that if they had too many people and carried bows and arrows, if they acted rashly, the situation would become chaotic and innocent merchants would be hurt again. Seeing the bandit leaders approaching, he stepped forward and raised the alarm.
The knife was pressed against his neck.
As soon as the bandit leader was restrained, the whole group of bandits had to surrender. Hong Chen ordered the martial arts masters to take the merchants and their horses to leave first, while he waited at the end. The bandit leader was so angry that Hong Chen's teeth itched, so he temporarily held back.
He came down, and as soon as he was released, he let his men shoot arrows to kill this guy.
Hong Chen waited until the caravan had gone far, then cut off the head of the bandit leader with a knife. The smell of blood on this guy's body was very strong. The blood stains seen on the road before were probably left by him killing the passing merchants in front of him. To deal with this group of real villains
bandit,
Hong Chen was not merciful. After killing the bandit leader, he also killed several other bandits whose bodies had a strong smell of blood. The blade rose and fell, and several heads and bodies were separated forever, but a drop of blood fell on the broken blade.
It wasn't stained with blood either.
The first few bandits who were scared away had their legs cut off by the sword that Hong Chen slashed through the air. When all the remaining bandits saw this, they were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and shouted for mercy. Hong Chen had no intention of doing so.
Kill all the bandits, let them report each other, and ask those who have committed more crimes, and kill them with one knife. The rest only chop off one of their fingers one by one, and tell them not to come out again in this life.
To do evil for the sake of disaster.
It didn't take Hong Chen much time to deal with these bandits. He used Qinggong to catch up with the caravan and begged them for new clothes. The people in the caravan saw Hong Chen holding a broken blade and covered in blood.
I thought a ghost was coming, which scared me a lot
They jumped and said one after another: "Yiyi, you died for us, we will be grateful to you forever! I burn incense for you every day. Since you have done good things, you should do them to the end. It was the bandits who harmed you. You go to them to ask for compensation."
Damn it, don’t come to us!”
It wasn't until Hong Chen took off his bloody clothes that people realized that the young man had managed to escape from the bandits, and they couldn't help but be amazed. Hong Chen didn't say much, he just said that the bandits didn't dare to cause trouble again, so don't worry.
Keep walking. The leading martial artist laughed: "I knew from the beginning that this young hero had special skills, so I was able to invite him."
Join the team!" The merchant next to him immediately retorted: "That's nonsense. You were clearly unwilling at that time, saying that the young black tea hero was most likely a bandit spy who had sneaked in! If I hadn't seen him young and simple.
, I invited you to accompany me, and you tricked me to death this time!" The leading martial artist's expression suddenly became extremely embarrassed.
After the various merchants learned that Hong Chen was a prodigy in martial arts, their attitude immediately became respectful and respectful, and they even offered money as a reward. Hong Chen didn't accept them all, but he didn't refuse them all either. He took three hundred taels of silver as a commission for escorting him along the way.
With Hong Chen on duty to protect the caravan, although it suffered another bandit attack, it still suffered no losses. It finally crossed the mountains before this year's Mid-Autumn Festival and arrived at Huangrong City, the largest city in Huangzhou. After entering the city
, everyone in the caravan went their separate ways, each doing his or her own business.
Hong Chen refused a merchant's request to continue traveling with him, and led his horse to the city to look for food. When he arrived at a small shop to eat cold skewers, he heard the people at the table next to him drinking and chatting: "Ah haha,
I said at the beginning that things in Xiliang are not that simple, and you want to make a bet with me if you don't accept it. Now look, there is a complete reversal! Let's see if I don't kill you, you idiot."
Hong Chen was curious. He had been traveling in the mountains recently and was isolated from the outside world. Could it be that something happened in Xiliang? So he went to the table and asked: "Several friends, I am traveling from Qiangzhou."
We came by the mountain road, and we just walked out of the mountains and arrived at Huangrong City today. I wonder what major events happened in Xiliang, and did they affect the tribes on the Qiangzhou grassland?"
"It turns out we are friends from the grassland, eat skewers, eat skewers!" A person at the table handed over a handful of skewers and said, "Friends on the grassland are very warm and hospitable. I went to the grassland on a business trip ten years ago. You guys
The people there are so hospitable that they kept me eating and drinking for free for many days!"
"Friend, we are not in a hurry to eat the skewers." Hong Chen did not accept the skewers and continued to ask, "What happened in Xiliang?"
"If you want to talk about what happened in Xiliang, it is really exciting. It's really beyond ordinary people's expectations!" The man slapped his thigh, "If you just came out of the mountain today, judging from the days, you should have just heard it before entering the mountain.
The story of White Lone Wolf killing Sirius Khan."
Hong Chen nodded: "That's true."
"Then I'm afraid you don't know that Xiliang has changed its emperor!" The man took a bite of skewers first, then wiped his mouth with red oil, and then said to Hong Chen, who had his eyes widened and his ears pricked up, "The original Xiliang
The emperor conquered Qiangzhou, and White Lone Wolf, who had made the greatest contribution, presented him with a map of Qiangzhou's five thousand-mile territory - guess what
What? Bai Lone Wolf slowly unfolded a map for the Emperor of Xiliang. When the map was unfolded to the end, a dagger was revealed. Bai Lone Wolf picked up the dagger, swung it and stabbed it with two swords. The first sword
Cut off the sword drawn by the Xiliang Emperor, and the second sword pierced the Xiliang Emperor's chest, which was protected by a layer of black gold inner armor!"