"It's so unreasonable that you dare to rob us!"
The female swordsmen want to draw their swords and kill people.
Song Che stopped them again, saying that it didn't matter if they had to spend money to eliminate disasters under reasonable circumstances. He then said to Tang Hulu, "Ask them how much money they want to buy from the road?"
Tang Hulu translated for those people.
The group of people exchanged a few glances with each other, pointed at all the goods in the caravan, and knew what they wanted almost without any need for translation.
Tang Hulu translated with a trembling voice: "Boss Song, they said...as long as we keep all our belongings and camels, they will let us live..."
This is a bit unreasonable.
Song Che glanced at the smoke in the distance. Mining was a big project, and there must be more than just the few people in front of him. If they were killed, it would inevitably cause another conflict.
"well……"
If the mine is opened, the mine will be opened. Why rob Dao'er?
"Catching them alive is useful."
"yes!"
The female swordsmen swarmed forward and fought with the bandits. These five people are somewhat capable and can fight a few moves against the female swordsman. But he still couldn't handle the large number of people, so he was captured after a while, his hands were tied with hemp rope, his mouth was gagged, and he was escorted in the caravan.
Song Che observed the terrain, pointed to a mountain forest on the right and said: "The group of mining people will soon find that their companions have not returned, and there will inevitably be a conflict with them. Let's go into the woods first and see their numbers secretly. "
The caravan hurriedly moved through the woods, and sure enough, after a while, more than 30 fast horses rushed out from the foot of the mining mountain in the distance and rushed towards the woods where Song Che and the others were.
"Yue'er, you lead fifteen people to lurk in the trees at the mouth of the forest. Jingxiang, you lead seven people to ambush on the left side of the jungle. Wanzhou, you lead eight people to ambush on the right side of the jungle. The remaining people follow me and drag them with me. These five baits fled in a hurry, but when they saw them chasing after them, they attacked from the front, the left, the left, and caught them off guard!"
"clear!"
Everyone moved quickly and got into position.
The next moment, the other party led people to kill them. When they saw Song Che and the others fleeing deep into the jungle, they all galloped in to pursue them.
When Song Che saw that the enemy had taken the bait, he reined in the camel and shot with his backhand, killing one person first and sending a signal:
"kill!"
The people who were lying in ambush in the trees and in the jungle rushed out at the same time, and in an instant they were mostly on the other side.
The remaining gangsters dismounted in a hurry to resist, their courage was gone!
Under the joint efforts of everyone to encircle and suppress them, soon only a few of the thirty gangsters with higher martial arts skills were left, surrounded by female swordsmen.
They were gibbering and didn't know what to say.
"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell and you break in... Now, give me a reason not to kill you." Song Che asked in a condescending voice while riding a camel.
Of course, if they can't even understand the official language, their livelihood will be completely cut off.
"You are Liang people!" A middle-aged man with a Baotou shouted out in poor Mandarin, but he still remained vicious:
"Who gave you the courage to come to Tubo territory to grab minerals? Do you know who we are!"
Grab the mine?
Song Che asked: "Then who are you?"
The middle-aged man said: "We are the subordinates of Master Bayi in Kalon City!"
"Master Bai Yi...who is he?" Song Che asked again.
"He is the most powerful and wealthy man in the city. You have killed so many of us, he will never let you go!"
"You are absolutely right. Cutting off the weeds does not remove the roots. The spring breeze will bring new growth. Anyway, we have killed so many people, and you are not the least."
Song Che waved his hand, and the female swordsmen worked together to attack and kill the few remaining people, as well as those previously captured.
Who can blame this?
If they had not asked for money to buy the road, this kind of thing would not have happened.
If you hire a group of bandits to mine, then "Master Bai" will probably not be a good person.
"Boss Song, what should we do? It sounds like their master is very powerful in this land. What if he comes to take revenge on us?" Tang Hulu asked worriedly.
Song Che waved his hand, "Hey, don't worry, Boss Tang. This is no man's land. Let's just dig a big hole deep in the jungle and bury them. Even if Mr. Bayi can find it, it will be a month or two later." We had already returned to Daliang by then."
Then, everyone worked together to dig a big hole in the jungle, bury the body, fill it up, cover it with a layer of fallen leaves, clean up all traces of fighting and blood in the forest, and finally disperse all the horses.
Pretending that nothing had happened, the caravan continued to set off as if nothing had happened.
"Boss, I heard from the gangster just now that their master's home is in Kalon City. Where else should we go?" Nangong Yue asked.
Song Che said: "The most dangerous place is the safest place. Karon City is the only way for us to pass through. If we deliberately take a detour, it will inevitably arouse suspicion. It is better to be generous and enter the city openly;
What's more, the weather is getting colder and colder. Our cotton-padded clothes can no longer withstand the severe cold, so we just go to the city to buy some leather goods. "
"OK."
…
The caravan walked for another two days and two nights in the empty no-man's land. Finally, the road became wider and wider, and many herdsmen were seen along the way.
On the sixth day of October, we arrived at Karon, the first Tibetan city since leaving the desert.
The original inhabitants of Tubo were Tibetans, but the appearance of the Kalon people is more like that of the Turks. Their clothing, architecture, and beliefs are all very similar to the Turks.
In the words of Tang Huludu: "Seeing this city is like returning to Persia!"
"Boss Tang, so the people living in this city are still your 'fellows'?" Song Che joked.
Tang Hulu shook his head quickly: "They are fellow villagers with the cannibals, but they are different from us Persians. If the Ottomans are robbers, then the cannibals are liars and thieves. Only we Persians are a race of noble blood and noble character. ...Oh, of course, so do you Liang people."
How thick-skinned is this person to be able to say that he has "noble blood and noble character" without blushing?
"Boss Tang, racial discrimination is not good."
"Oh, my dear Boss Song, I may lie to you about other things, but the despicability of cannibals is engraved in their bones, so when you enter the city later, you must keep your money bag and watch it closely. Your cousin, if you’re not careful, she might be stolen.”
Do you believe this or not?
I recall that when we held a sales fair in Hangzhou in the past, there were some big food merchants who pretended to be prophets and sold cornucopias. They were indeed very good at deceiving people.
Enter the city!
