The older soldier pondered for a moment.
"Xiaowu, go stop them and check them out."
Xiaowu seemed a little reluctant.
"I'm talking about Lao Lu."
"Are you too suspicious?"
"These are some businessmen passing by, why are you checking them?"
Lao Lu glared: "Just go if you are told, why is there so much nonsense?"
"These are extraordinary times."
"We can't let go of any danger!"
When Xiao Wu heard this, he didn't dare to say anything more.
Wait for the other person to come closer.
Xiaowuwuzhuanghu stretched out his hand to stop them.
Looking up, I saw that these people were indeed dressed as businessmen.
The donkey and ox carts were packed to the brim.
But because it was covered with a raincloth, I couldn't see clearly what was on the car.
However, just to be on the safe side.
Lu Xianghang still stepped forward and stopped the other party.
"For what?"
Lu Xianghang asked.
The leader of the caravan is a middle-aged man.
Saw these two soldiers.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then he cupped his hands and said, "Come back to Master Jun, we are businessmen from the northwest."
His accent does have a tone from Liangzhou in the northwest.
Many of the Qianzi camp were born in Liangzhou in the northwest.
These two soldiers are no exception.
Hearing this familiar emphasis, Wuzhuang Hu beamed with joy and immediately asked in his hometown dialect: "Hey, where are you from?"
The middle-aged man also smiled and replied in his hometown dialect: "Wuwei."
"What a coincidence."
"I am also a martial artist."
Wuzhuanghu said: "I live in Zhaojia Village. My accent should be from Wunan, right?"
"Exactly."
The middle-aged man replied.
As the saying goes, when a fellow villager meets a fellow villager, his eyes well up with tears.
It is definitely a good thing to meet a fellow countryman when you go out.
However.
But Lu Xianghang didn't understand the style.
He glared at the Wuzhuang Tiger, and then looked at the donkey carts and oxen lanes: "What's on the carts?"
"Go back to the army."
"They are all specialties brought back from the Western Regions."
The middle-aged man said truthfully: "There are raisins and some fruit wine unique to the Western Regions."
"Um……"
Lu Xianghang pondered for a moment: "Take off the raincloth on the car."
"good."
The middle-aged man responded with a smile.
Then, he turned and winked at a guy behind him.
The guy understood, turned around and lifted the raincloth on the car, revealing the large wooden box inside.
Lu Xianghang said a little suspiciously: "Why is it in a box? Shouldn't it be a quilt?"
In this era, there were no convenient and safe means of transportation as in later generations.
Loss during transportation is even more common.
In order to reduce losses, the salesman also came up with various methods.
More often than not, goods are wrapped layer by layer with quilts during transportation to reduce losses after collisions.
Packing it in boxes is obviously not a wise move.
The middle-aged man laughed dryly and said: "This time we brought a lot of fruit products such as raisins, which are easy to rot when wrapped in cotton quilts."
"All right."
Lu Xianghang pointed at the wooden box and said, "Then open the box too!"
As soon as this statement came out.
The expressions of several people in the venue suddenly changed.
Especially the man standing next to the car had a clear chill in his eyes.
When Lu Xianghang saw this scene, he felt a little wary.
at the same time.
He turned and stared at the middle-aged man: "What? Is it because you don't want to open the box because there is something shameful inside?"
When the middle-aged man heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
"How dare I deceive the military master."
"There are indeed some specialties such as dried fruits."
Said.
The middle-aged man winked at the man standing next to the car.
"Why don't you open the box and let the military master take a good look at the contents?"
The man was stunned for a moment.
However, he did not hesitate, climbed onto the donkey cart, reached out and opened the lid of a wooden box.
Because it was too late and the boxes were placed too high.
Standing underneath, it was impossible to see what was inside the box.
Lu Xianghang simply stepped forward, climbed onto the donkey cart and watched.
But also at this time.
The middle-aged man walked to Wuzhuang Hu's side.
"Liangzhou now."
"It's much better than before."
“Every household has a field.”
"We ordinary people can rely on our own hands to make food without worrying about food."
"Speaking of which, it's all thanks to you that we in Liangzhou are in such a good situation."
The middle-aged man reached into his arms, handed a small cloth bag to Wuzhuang Hu and said, "We are fellow villagers, so just accept this small gift and go have a drink of tea later."
Wuzhuanghu didn't answer.
He looked at the middle-aged man with a smile and said, "Those things are what we soldiers should do."
"But I can't have the thing."
Wuzhuang Hu said: "If I accept it, I'm afraid my armor will have to be stripped tomorrow."
Bribery is not allowed, this is the iron rule of Qianzi camp.
Once discovered, severe punishment will be imposed.
Of course, now Ganzi Camp has only an empty name left.
But as someone who came from Qianziying, some concepts have long been ingrained.
Again.
He has a lot of salary now, but he will not do anything to disgrace the name of Qianziying just because of a little money.
"Alright alright."
The middle-aged man laughed brightly, and a fierce look suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Just when Wuzhuang Hu raised his head to look at Lu Xianghang, a bolt of lightning went straight to his waist and abdomen.
puff!
Wuzhuang Hu was caught off guard and was stabbed in his weak side with a knife.
"you!"
Wu Zhuanghu looked at the middle-aged man in disbelief.
At this moment, the middle-aged man seemed to have changed.
The pleasant look just now completely disappeared, and his face was full of indescribable cruelty.
"You can't blame others."
"You are the ones who are looking for death!"
Wuzhuanghu's heart rang with alarm bells.
not good!
These people are assassins!
However.
By this time, it was too late to react.
Just when Wuzhuang Hu wanted to roar.
The middle-aged man raised his hand to cover his mouth, picked up the dagger and stabbed him in the chest.
boom! boom!
Two loud noises pierced the sky.
The middle-aged man's movements stopped in mid-air.
At the same time, his eyes widened with a look of disbelief.
The one with the same expression is Wuzhuang Hu.
Watching the middle-aged man slowly fall down, Wu Zhuanghu looked shocked.
And just then.
A stern voice echoed in his ears: "Why are you standing there, why don't you take action!"
The sound came from Lu Xianghang.
When he climbed onto the donkey cart, he was also attacked by a man next to him.
But an old pawn is an old pawn after all.
He sensed the moment the opponent showed murderous intent, raised his gun and knocked the attacker unconscious.
When he looked back, he saw Wuzhuang Hu in crisis again, and took advantage of the situation to help him resolve the crisis.
Wuzhuang Hu also completely came back to his senses.
Ignoring the pain on his body, he immediately raised his repeating musket and fired at the crowd.
boom! boom! boom!
Amidst the loud noises, one man after another fell down.
But more importantly, he still drew out the weapons he had hidden in advance and rushed towards the two of them.
Even though the two of them had repeating muskets in their hands.
But after all, a repeating musket only has six bullets.
But there were nearly forty assassins in front of him.
Only for a moment.
The two of them fell into despair because they ran out of bullets...
