There were more women, and the natural tent began to expand again.
The baby bumpy bed at home is not there, so everyone can only think of solutions on the bed.
In the end, after everyone discussed it, they decided to use the simplest large paving. The width is almost unlimited, and you can make it as wide as you want.
As for the length, it needs to be longer, otherwise, Krisna's feet will be exposed, which would be very uncomfortable.
Time went very quickly, and not long after, the bed was made. It was a huge bedroom, with a huge bed on one side. When you entered the tent, it felt like it was completely a bed, occupying one-third of the compartment.
There is also a row of beds opposite, which are for women with Moshashi's status to sleep.
There is a large aisle in the middle. Yang Qian doesn't like the feeling of being stagnant, but prefers a spacious space.
After tidying up the bedding and bedding, Zhang Yumeng drove all the girls out.
Zhao Wenmo, Zhao Ji and Krisna were left alone.
Yang Qian wanted to take charge, but this scene was too complicated and he didn't realize that he was not capable enough, so he left it to Zhang Yumeng. After all, she was the mistress. According to this era, she should have handled it.
But out of curiosity, I thought that the kitten's paws were constantly scratching Yang Qian, and I was very curious about how Zhang Yumeng allowed the two of them to resolve their grudges.
However, it shouldn't be easy. After all, judging from the two people's postures, they must have had grudges for a long time. I really don't understand. Zhao Wenmo was not a big man at that time. How could he hold a grudge for so long?
It was certainly no ordinary grudge.
While Yang Gan was having fun, near the Qilian Mountains, a small caravan was slowly heading towards the Western Regions.
"Steward, can we go this way? The Sheriff's Office has said that it's not peaceful here."
The steward was a middle-aged man, slightly fat but with dark skin. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said helplessly.
"There's nothing I can do about it. Loulan is in a hurry. After finishing this order, I'll go farther away next time. The distance is too close and the profit is not high."
Nowadays, almost all domestic merchants come to this trade route known as the Silk Road.
The threshold of Wufeng County was almost trampled by merchants. There was no way, the supply exceeded the demand.
It is the same in every era. There are many suffering people, but there are also many rich people.
Don't look at some small countries, the number of people is pitiful, but their upper class is still quite wealthy.
You don't even have to pay, you can just bring some goods in exchange, such as spices, sesame oil or war horses, cattle and sheep, Xia merchants almost all want them.
The guard wiped his sweat and his intestines turned green with regret.
"Then it's agreed. We're here anyway, but if we go back, we must not take this road, okay?"
The steward nodded.
"Of course, I won't be in a hurry when I get back, it's okay to take a detour!"
Everyone started laughing and chatting again.
Suddenly, there was a sound of horse hooves.
"Quick, there's a caravan of Xia people ahead."
In an instant, hundreds of cavalry appeared from the horizon.
Everything in the caravan was like falling into an ice cellar, and the guards immediately organized everyone to surround the carriage.
"Yes, it's the Huns. Quick, get your bow and arrows!"
A caravan of hundreds of people only has more than fifty guards. These guards usually help disassemble the goods and protect the caravan when nothing happens.
The escort of Xia's caravan was very fast, but unfortunately, the cavalry was even faster. Before the carriages could form a circle, the cavalry had already passed by.
Rows of heads soared into the sky.
The blood lost its pressure and spurted out of the chest.
Seeing this scene, everyone was filled with jealousy and took out their bows and arrows to shoot.
The Hun cavalry was not a vegetarian and began to fight back.
With a huge disparity in numbers, the Xiongnu suffered more than thirty casualties and killed all the caravan's guards.
The steward was dragged out like a dead dog, with a wave of his saber and a shrill wail.
I saw that his limbs had their hand tendons and hamstrings severed.
A large number of caravan personnel were killed by the Huns, and screams were heard. Inside the caravan, the woman responsible for washing and cooking was caught on horseback.
Some women were stripped naked.
A ferocious Huns moved his hands up and down the woman's body, laughing ferociously.
"It's better to have women from the Xia Kingdom, they all smell good!"
The leader of the big man said angrily.
"If you don't work quickly, you won't be able to escape when the Xia Kingdom border troops come. Kill everyone, take the women back, and clear our traces!"
"Okay, Centurion!"
The Huns had a clear division of labor. Some killed people, while others checked the goods. When they saw boxes of tea and silk, their eyes shone with brilliance.
When he saw the leader of the Hun Centurion approaching, the steward's face was ashen and his eyes were splitting as he looked at the miserable sight in front of him.
"You, wait, I, the Xia Kingdom, will not let you go."
"Marquis Wu An will not let you go."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The Hun centurion smiled wildly and raised his saber high.
"Marquis Wu'an? What is that? We don't know it. I have killed several caravans and I haven't seen your border troops. It seems that the Xia people are quite good at bragging."
"You wait, you wait, you will die soon, your death will be dozens of times more miserable than mine, I~~~~"
Before he could finish speaking, the sword flashed across his face, and his head rolled to the side with a rumble.
"ah!"
"You bitch, bite me!"
The Huns on horseback exclaimed, only to see that a finger was missing from his palm, and in front of him was a stripped-off Xia woman.
The woman spat out the severed finger in her mouth and screamed.
"Thousand-knife killers, you are dead!"
Before the woman could say anything else, a saber pierced her chest, her angry eyes gradually lost their luster, and the body was pushed hard off the horse.
The Huns who lost their fingers spat, tore out a piece of cloth and wrapped the broken fingers.
Several other women were placed on horses, and the carriage drove away quickly.
Almost every corpse on the ground had been disemboweled, so as to attract the wild beasts. In just a few days, only bones would be left here.
Tian Zong, who was in Taihuang County, looked depressed. Through the Tianshou Division, he knew that some small caravans would disappear every few months.
Large caravans are still very safe so far. Large caravans almost always employ a large number of guards.
The bows and arrows used by some of the guards were not hunting bows, but hard bows. Although they were not as powerful as the bows and arrows in the Xia army, they were still quite powerful.
The mass shooting of hundreds of guards is no joke.
"Which tribe did it?"
Tian Zong looked at several lieutenants and then at the people from Tianshou Division.
The man from Tianshou Division cupped his hands and said.
"There are no witnesses. Looking at the marks of horse hoofs and the previous deaths, we roughly estimate that it was the work of nomadic tribes."
"It's hard to say which tribes they are. According to analysis, the Huns account for 60%, the Dangxiang people account for 20%, the remaining 10% are wandering tribes without a settlement, and there is a 10% possibility of being from the Western Regions."
A trace of killing intent appeared on Tian Zong's face, and he shook his head. For a defender, taking the initiative to attack is always taboo.
It's not that he lacks courage, but that his duty is to protect Taihuang County. As for what happens outside Taihuang County, he can take care of it if he can, and he can only report it if he can't.
"Tell me, should we organize the cavalry to patrol first or report it directly!"
A person from Tianshou Division immediately looks at his nose and his nose at his heart. This is not his job, so naturally he won't talk too much.
A deputy general said immediately.
"General, if you don't organize a large-scale raid, the Huns are usually spread out over a wide area, and it's impossible to gather all the soldiers together at once and kill them on sight."
Another general said, "I also think it is better to take the initiative. After all, trade is related to the mission of Taihuang County. If this continues, merchants will be afraid of death, and trade will naturally decrease."
Tian Zong couldn't make up his mind, so he looked at the people from Tianshou Division.
"Can you give me some advice?"
The man from Tianshou Division chuckled.
"Our Tianshou Division is only responsible for intelligence and inspection, nothing else has anything to do with us, but I can remind General Tian."
"If we continue like this, if our large caravan is attacked or if the Western Region caravan is massacred, someone with a heart will make such nonsense, I'm afraid..."
Tian Zong's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
"Quickly, starting from the time when I take office, I will count all the missing caravans. I will submit it to the Marquis, who will make a judgment."
The people from Tianshou Division nodded appreciatively.
Unexpectedly, before the data was compiled, some businessmen gathered at the entrance of the government office. These businessmen were all well-known local businessmen, followed by dozens of small businessmen, all begging to see Tian Zong.
Obviously many merchants know each other. It is not normal for caravans to disappear during trade. It is not normal, but once it happens frequently, it is definitely not normal.
With the opening up of trade routes, if there are no natural disasters, there will only be man-made disasters.
Luoyi, the main tent of the Chinese army.
Just as he was about to eavesdrop, Jiang Lan came over and whispered.
"Master Marquis, some prairie people are coming outside and want to see you!"
Yang Qian was about to go in and listen to the corner, but he immediately waved his hand impatiently.
"What kind of prairie people? This is the hinterland of the Central Plains. What kind of prairie people can come in? It's so funny! You really think that these three words from me, Marquis Wu'an, are just for free of charge!"
Just when Yang Qian was about to leave, Jiang Lan said.
"Listen to that woman, they are from the Yeli tribe!"
Yang Qian was stunned for a moment, and after a moment of calculation, he couldn't help but look shocked.
It's so strong. It only takes ten days to cover more than two thousand miles. The nomadic people's talent in cavalry is simply abnormal.
To put it bluntly, it’s okay to let Xuan Jiajun run a thousand miles with him, but what about after a thousand miles? Horses can carry it, but people can't.
Even the Wind Control Army has no confidence that they can cover the unfamiliar land of more than two thousand miles in ten days.
It's just too strong.
It seems that the Dangxiang clan is much better than the Huns in terms of long-distance cavalry strike capabilities.
Pulling his raised foot back, Yang Gan shrugged. Although he wanted to see how Zhang Yumeng trained two beauties of heaven, he was busy with official duties.
What's more, if the party leader had nothing important to do, he would definitely tear off the head of their clan leader.
