The Mongolian cavalry stopped a dozen steps away from Fan Hong and others.
The man among the Mongols jumped off his horse and walked quickly towards Fan Hong and the others.
Qin's bodyguard and the surrounding bodyguards held weapons and looked warily at the man dressed as a Han who came over.
"Master Fan." The man came closer, clasped his fists and bowed in salute to Fan Hong.
Fan Hong looked at the familiar-looking man in front of him and said, "Do you know me?"
"Mr. Fan, you noble man is so forgetful." The man said, "I have been working next to shopkeeper Li and I have met Mr. Fan once before."
"You are the guy next to Li Weiming."
Fan Hong thought about it.
"Exactly the little one." The man cupped his hands.
Fan Hong carefully glanced at the Mongolian cavalry in front and whispered: "Why are you walking with these Mongols?"
Even though I had some guesses in my mind, I still couldn't help but ask the guy next to Li Weiming in front of me for confirmation.
The man said: "The young one was sent by my shopkeeper to deliver a message to Bansheng City. These Mongolians are all the armored cavalry around Master Su Nang Taiji."
"So they are here to protect the caravan?" Fan Hong beamed when he said this.
Walking all the way, it can be said that he was frightened. Now that he had these Mongolians as escorts for the caravan, he immediately felt a lot more relaxed.
Moreover, he knew that Su Nang was one of the most powerful Taijis in Tumote. With the blood of the Golden Family, in the Ming Dynasty, he was a Tianhuang nobleman and at least a county king.
With such a powerful and powerful Dadaiji sending cavalry to protect their Fan Ji caravan, he did not believe that anyone on the grassland would dare to take advantage of their Fan Ji caravan.
The man in front of him nodded and said: "They are indeed the people sent by Lord Su Nang Taiji to escort our caravan."
"Quickly, take me to see their leader. They have come all the way, and I want to greet them personally."
Fan Hong got off his horse and walked towards the Mongolian cavalry on the opposite side.
After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and said to Qin's escort: "Qin's escort, let your people disperse. These Mongolians are our own people, so there is no need to be nervous."
Escort Qin nodded.
He had naturally listened to the conversation just now, and knew that these Mongols in front of him were not here to rob Fan Ji's caravan, but were helpers invited by the Fan family.
"Let's all disperse! Don't be stuck here." Escort Qin waved his hand to the surrounding escorts and guards.
The surrounding escorts and guards also knew from what Fan Hong and the man said just now that these Mongols were not enemies. Now that the crisis was over, they all dispersed.
A bodyguard who had been following Qin's bodyguard said in a low voice: "I didn't expect Fan Ji to have such a wide network of contacts. I have heard someone mention the name Su Nang. His status in Tumote Only slightly lower than their Khan, he is a quite powerful Taiji."
Escort Qin nodded slightly.
He used to be a night harvester, so he knew the situation of Tumote quite well, and the name Su Nang was also very famous. He once competed with the current Tumute Khan for the position of Khan.
Although he failed in the end, he has been living well and is still one of the great lucky ones in Tumut.
Those who have failed in the fight for the throne in the past dynasties will not end well. He does not believe that the Mongols will be brothers and brothers, and even if they rebel against him, they can treat it as nothing.
It can only be said that Su Nang Taiji is powerful enough that even the great Khan of Tumut can do nothing to him.
Fan Ji was able to have contacts with such a powerful Dadai Ji, and even let the other party send over a hundred Mongolian cavalry to protect the caravan. This was not something that could be accomplished by having many connections.
Seeing that Qin's escort did not speak, the escort on the side continued: "You said Fan Ji had such a great supporter and sent so many Mongolian cavalry, why did he spend money to find our escort? Is it money? There’s too much and there’s no place to spend it.”
Qin's escort watched Fan Hong approach the Mongolians on the opposite side, and then he said: "With these Mongolians in the caravan guarding the caravan, we can save a lot of trouble. Anyway, we don't get a cent of the money we should give." It will be less.”
After saying that, he turned his horse's head and walked towards the convoy behind him.
"That's right, we have a lot of money, so what are you doing with your free time!" The bodyguard shrugged and followed on horseback.
On the other side, Fan Hong came to the Mongolian cavalry.
Seeing so many Mongolian cavalry looking at him eagerly, his legs couldn't help but start to tremble. He regretted that he was too Meng Lang. He shouldn't have come alone, but at least brought a few bodyguards with him.
Accompanying Fan Hong was the man from before.
When he got closer, the man introduced Fan Hong: "This is the general of the bodyguard beside Lord Su Nangtaiji, General Wo Lunkuo."
"I've met General Wo Lun Kuo." Fan Hong bowed his hands towards Wo Lun Kuo on horseback.
Wo Lunkuo snorted and said, "From now on, I will take over your Fan Ji caravan. You must obey my instructions all the way."
"Ah!" Fan Hong was stunned for a moment.
It was the first time I saw someone who was guarding like this. He immediately took over everything in the caravan.
But when he thought that the other party was the bodyguard general next to Su Nangtaiji, with such an identity in the Ming Dynasty, even if he was not a deputy general, he was at least a senior general. In the eyes of the other party, he, the caravan manager, was probably nothing.
Thinking of this, he nodded and said, "Everything will be decided by the general."
The man next to him secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Fan Hong agreeing.
He had just heard what Wo Lunkuo said before, and he was afraid that the master of the Fan family would refuse.
Along the way, he came into contact with Wo Lunkuo and knew that the other party looked down on the Han people from the bottom of his heart. Even Dongzhu Fan was only a little better than the Han slaves on the grassland in the other party's eyes.
Not only General Wo Lunkuo, but most Mongolians looked down on the Han people. Whether they were captured Han slaves or Ming Han people, there was not much difference in the eyes of the Mongols.
Wo Lunkuo looked at Fan Hong condescendingly and said, "You are the steward of this caravan. Now let your caravan members prepare some wine and fill the wine bags brought by my people."
"This..." Fan Hong hesitated.
I wanted to refuse, but looking at these fierce Mongolians in front of me, I swallowed my refusal.
Wo Lun's face sank and he said coldly: "What? Didn't you understand what I said?"
Fan Hong smiled bitterly.
This time the caravan did bring some drinks, some of which were for the caravan guys to drink. They were all cheap liquor, which is stronger and can be used to keep warm. There were also some better liquors that were brought to be sold to the caravan. The wine drunk by herdsmen on the grassland.
Camels are good at willows, and Mongolia is good at wine.
Many herdsmen still have to drink a bowl of wine even if they skip a bite of rice, so the profit from wine on the grassland is very good.
Now General Wo Lunkuo asked for wine. He didn't drink alone, but let all the Mongolian cavalry in front of him fill their wine bags.
There are at least two to three hundred Mongolian cavalry in front of them. Even if they take out all the wine brought by the caravan, it will not be enough. Moreover, these wines are to be sold to Bansheng City. Before they reach the place, they will be taken away by the Mongols. He couldn't bear it either.
