The fortress is not an ordinary city, and it does not have the habit of closing the city gates at certain times of the night to prevent entry and exit.
After all, some scouts or small-scale marches usually set off secretly at night.
Ren Ning took the money and some interesting things and ran to the gate of Xicheng to queue up, preparing to go out to the city to do some shopping.
There are so many soldiers in the fortress that it is almost impossible for the gatekeepers to recognize them, so special tokens are needed to confirm identity when entering and exiting the fortress.
Ren Ning naturally took him with him and left the city smoothly.
In the large plain outside the west gate, blazing torches have already been lit.
The caravan tents and carriages were lined up in long rows, forming temporary small streets.
Some of the merchants were still having dinner, but those who were more eye-catching could not wait to put out their products, happily waiting for the soldiers to come up to choose or exchange them.
The military status of the soldiers in Yanjie is not low, and their distribution is relatively timely. In addition, there is almost no use for noon money except for betting or sending it back to my hometown. Therefore, many soldiers have some in their hands.
In addition, this is a border area, and any situation of killing and stealing goods may happen. Some soldiers also have some rare things in their hands.
Smart businessmen passed by, preparing to take advantage of them.
After getting off the suspension bridge, Ren Ning swept around with his golden finger habitually.
There was a large area of densely packed yellow numerical values in front of him, and there were also many scarlet numbers sandwiched between them.
He blinked, not surprised at all.
The business journey is long and dangerous, and almost every caravan is equipped with guards. And many guards have seen blood.
The Yanqi Fortress in front of them has strict military discipline and does not allow robbing passing merchants, but the guards have to guard against it.
After all, robbery is not allowed in the fortress, but what about secretly?
No one can tell.
Ren Ning withdrew his gaze and slowly looked through the stalls.
If he likes something, he will ask the price and then haggle.
If you don't like it, just pass it by.
It didn't take long for him to convert all the things he wanted to sell into money and buy some that he could use.
So many caravans came all the way from all over Xiliang, and they really brought back a lot of good things.
At least Ren Ning bought another crystal.
He pondered secretly.
With two crystals in hand, I went back to the construction camp to find Iron Tiangong to polish them and get a telescope.
Before, I just drew a schematic diagram of a bellows for the building camp. Ren Ning didn't expect that such a common tool could be exchanged for many rewards.
I will get out the telescope later. This kind of thing is more practical for war, and I think I can get a lot of military merit in exchange for it.
It's a pity that he is in the fortress and someone is watching him at all times.
It is almost impossible to avoid the fortress and create something novel by yourself, and there are no materials and conditions.
Unless he transferred to the construction camp as Tietian Gong had proposed before.
However, it is impossible to turn around. It is impossible to work as a logistics worker in this life.
After withdrawing his thoughts, Ren Ning continued to browse various stalls.
He wanted to find some medicine.
Compared to food, there is probably not much medicine left in the fortress.
Every time Mrs. Zhang came to change the dressing, she would get angry whenever she saw that he was not lying down properly.
The two were neither relatives nor friends, and Ren Ning was just one of the many wounded under her command. Of course Mrs. Zhang didn't feel sorry for his body, but she was worried that he would crack the wound again and waste the medicine.
It's just that medicines, like war horses, are materials valued by all parties, including caravans.
Ren Ning walked around several rows of stalls, but couldn't find any.
He doesn't surprise or force anything.
It was still early, so Ren Ning continued to stroll slowly and browse the merchants' things, pretending to be out for a walk.
Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the carriage in front of him.
The carriage is embroidered with Xiliang script with the words "peace", "wealth" and so on.
When the car owner who was guarding the side saw a customer coming, he quickly put down the food in his hand and greeted him with a smile.
Ren Ning glanced at him.
The stall owner is middle-aged, tall, tall, with a tall nose and blue eyes. He is a typical Xiliang native.
Since there are caravans from Yunchui traveling all the way to Xiliang to do business, it is not surprising that there are also caravans from Xiliang coming to Yunchui to sell and buy.
What really caught Ren Ning's attention was the black dog tied next to the carriage.
The black dog was dirty because of the long journey. At this time, he was lying on the ground to rest after eating and drinking.
Seeing Ren Ning looking over, it barked twice and wagged its tail affectionately.
Ren Ning's heart moved.
If he admits his mistake correctly, this should be the black dog that barked and harassed him and Youmeng when he first arrived in the Kailun tribe.
Ren Ning couldn't help but look at the stall owner again, but he didn't look familiar. Then he squatted down and carefully flipped through the products in front of him.
There are a lot of things on the stall, most of which are top-grade livestock skins and cured dried meat. Neatly organized.
The season is about to enter winter. If these things are transported to the rich east of Yunchui, they will be very popular among the nobles, and it will not be a problem to sell them at a high price.
Ren Ning carefully selected and bought some wool for keeping warm and more than ten kilograms of high-quality dried meat. He took another look at the densely packed livestock surrounding the carriage, and then turned around and left with satisfaction.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Since there are still Kailun clan members who come out to do business, and the other party seems to have a peaceful mind, it doesn't seem like they have suffered any major changes. The various products displayed are also very neat and clean.
I think the situation in the tribe is pretty good.
Perhaps the fortress went westward some time ago. As before, they only drove away those Xiliang raiders who tried to move eastward, and did not intrude on tribes like Kailun who had always been close to Yunchui.
Ren Ning walked back carelessly, and there were still ten or twenty feet before he reached the suspension bridge. Ren Ning accidentally bumped into a guard who was passing by.
The other party laughed and quickly bowed out of the way to apologize, "I'm so sorry, General. There were too many people nearby just now, and I bumped into you without paying attention..."
Ren Ning suddenly changed his expression.
flutter!
He threw down the dried meat he had just bought.
A cold light flashed.
The scimitar that accompanied him to cut a bloody path through the grassland was already in his hand.
Whizzing.
The guard still had a smile on his face, but he had been stabbed once in each arm.
The knife comes in!
Bleeding!
ah.
The man screamed and was kicked to the ground by Ren Ning.
He quickly stepped forward and trampled the person under his feet. He turned the handle of the knife and hit the opponent's head hard with a bang, knocking the person unconscious.
what's the situation?
There must be something around me, as if someone pressed the pause button.
Wow.
After a few panicked screams.
Both the soldiers in the fortress and the guards of the caravan reacted quickly, subconsciously pulled out their sidearms, looked at the people next to them warily, and began to slowly gather into a team.
The situation is getting increasingly tense.
Although countless people were pointing their swords at him, Ren Ning turned a blind eye.
He turned his arms and carefully touched his back.
Ren Ning's attire clearly shows that he is a fortress soldier/person. When the situation was unclear, the caravan guards drew their weapons just to protect themselves and did not dare to attack him at all.
Even if he just stabbed down and knocked out a person who looked like a guard.
"Old Ren, what's going on?"
Among the surrounding soldiers were men from the Eighth Battalion. They quickly recognized Ren Ning and rushed over to protect him.
"Work carefully." Ren Ning opened his hand, and there was a thin tube of liquid in his palm.
He glanced at it and his heart trembled.
Red value 90.
It's definitely a good thing that can kill people and steal goods at the sight of blood.
Boom boom boom.
A large group of heavily armed gatekeepers drove over like a tank, surrounded Ren Ning and the guy who fell on the ground without any reason, and disappeared at the city gate in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, the cavalryman from the eighth battalion quickly picked up the things Ren Ning bought and followed them back to the fortress.
After such a commotion, things quickly calmed down outside the west city.
Seeing this, some caravans did not even dare to stop for the night anymore. They called their members to break up camp and headed east overnight.
