Start with a red name

The temporary camp was originally located on the west side of Yuanzhou.

Heading north, Geng Xuan was also consciously adjusting his trajectory.

When he stopped in front of the river and prepared to cross the Hang River and continue northward, he was basically in the northwest corner of Yuanzhou.

Although the Kyushu are not distributed in a standard "well" shape, Yuanzhou and Xuanzhou in the north are not completely aligned.

But generally speaking, it is correct.

The Xuanqing Sea is located between the two states of Xuanyou. The farthest ends from north to south are more than 1,500 miles long, and the widest point from east to west is at least 600 to 700 miles.

On the southernmost side, there is a waterway that connects to the Hang River and is more than tens of miles wide.

So, even though it was my first time heading north, I didn’t have more accurate coordinates in my mind.

But Geng Xuan believed that as long as he headed northwest after crossing the Hang River, he would definitely "run into" Xuan Qinghai.

Even if there is an error, at most it would only take an extra hour or two and travel an extra three to five hundred miles.

No matter what, the Xuanqing Sea, which is more than 1,500 miles long from north to south, will definitely "stop" me somewhere.

The current situation is much better than he expected.

The reason why Geng Xuan chose Xuanqinghai as his first stop was that through the stories told by Zha Luo, he extracted such an "obvious" fact -

The area around Xuanqinghai is one of the most "vibrant" areas in the two states of Xuanyou.

It doesn’t mean that other places are lifeless.

But it could be a famous treasure place like Canglan Mountain, Xuezong Beach and Chidunyuan, which are well-known in the entire Xuanyou State.

Either it can produce large amounts of grain, or it can raise horses on a large scale through grazing, or it can produce a variety of precious resources, or it can have all of the above.

All of these places, without exception, are directly managed by Dong Guan. Not only are there a large number of Xuanyou Iron Cavalry stationed in each place, but there are also a large number of other henchmen who serve him in various ways.

Moreover, even the lowest-level people living in these places are the group with the highest acceptance and the least resistance to Dong Guan in the entire Xuanyou and You states.

On the other hand, those who failed to meet this requirement had already been thoroughly eliminated by Dong Guan's decades-long, iron-comb-like screening.

It is obviously unwise to go to such a place when you have just arrived without any preparation.

Apart from this, other "vibrant" places are either too small or too scattered, and no one of them can accommodate too many people.

Even Dong Guan gave up the idea of direct management after trying it.

Either he allowed those foreign tribes to live there, and then he would plunder and exploit them.

Or the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry could be dispersed and allowed to "forage for food" flexibly.

After just a quick look at these places, Geng Xuan shook his head and gave up.

Because its potential is too shallow.

Even if he plays his cards right, it would be difficult for him to gather too much strength in a short period of time.

It is true that a good cook cannot cook without rice.

If he wanted to "make a fortune" from these places, the "solution" Geng Xuan could think of was to adopt the method of gathering sand into a tower and snowballing, sweeping along the way and gradually forming an overwhelming trend.

But the biggest problem is that it is too time-consuming and labor-intensive.

In terms of area alone, Yuanzhou is the smallest among the nine states.

Xuanzhou and Youzhou are both ranked among the top states in the Nine States. The area of each state is far larger than Yuanzhou.

To roll out a huge snowball on such a vast land.

Not to mention three or five days, it would be amazing to accomplish it in three to five months.

Dong Guan has now almost reached his peak and may swing his iron fist at any time.

He doesn't have that much time.

What's more, Dong Guan would not wait foolishly to give him so much time to prepare.

They will definitely take action before he can achieve his "supernatural powers" and send troops to suppress him forcefully.

In this way, through continuous elimination and screening, the area around Xuanqinghai became almost the only choice.

……

After being "blocked" by Xuan Qinghai, Geng Xuan just glanced into the distance at the vast water surface that seemed to have no end in sight, and then continued to head north.

But soon, within a short time, Geng Xuan, who had walked forty or fifty miles to the north, stopped again.

Because just on the shore of Xuanqinghai in the distance, there is a neat building covering a large area.

A stone-paved pier extends fifty or sixty meters from the shore into the depths of the lake.

There were four boats, three small and one large, docked at the pier.

Geng Xuan looked at them more carefully and found that the three boats were similar in shape.

It is about seven or eight meters long from head to tail and less than two meters wide.

The length of the big ship from head to tail was only fifteen or sixteen meters, and its width was at most four meters.

Geng Xuan's gaze returned to the building.

The unusually eye-catching red names of the three regiments easily marked the locations of the three people on night duty.

Geng Xuan chose a position with the largest "gap" and slipped into the high wall easily with a body as elusive as a ghost and as light as a civet cat.

Before his feet even touched the ground, Geng Xuan's heart suddenly tightened.

The "Dog Running Technique" of the Perfection Realm was instantly cast out.

If you use the vision of perfect astrology to observe, you can see that the "ripples" emanating from his body suddenly changed dramatically.

Almost at the same time, the two big dogs lying against the wall suddenly had dim eyes and ferocious faces, and they were about to open their mouths and bark.

They were stunned at first, then quickly stood up and rushed to the pair of thighs that suddenly "fell from the sky", wagging their tails desperately with a flattering attitude.

Then the big hand was placed on their heads and rubbed and pressed them hard.

They all closed their eyes comfortably.

When the big hands left their heads, they let out unsatisfied hums.

"Don't push your luck!" Geng Xuan scolded softly.

After hearing this, the two dogs seemed to realize that they had gone too far.

After whining twice, he walked to the front and wanted to lead the way for him.

Looking at these two "guide dogs" who had defected in the blink of an eye, Geng Xuan waved his hands and said, "Be good and take a rest. I don't need you now."

The two big dogs whined twice in grievance, turned around and lay back down in the corner.

Geng Xuan walked quickly among the houses and courtyards.

About ten minutes later, Geng Xuan silently flashed out of the building complex and plunged into the depths of the night.

"There are so many dogs." Even though he had already left, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

If it were another person, even if that person had the strength of the first or second realm and could easily kill everyone here, it would still be difficult for him to "come quietly and leave quietly."

There are simply too many dogs.

Their strength may not be enough for practitioners above the marrow refining stage.

But their powerful animal instincts and unusual sensitivity to danger are enough to make them bark to warn before they die.

Geng Xuan thought about what he had gained after the investigation.

"This is similar to what Zha Luo said."

Thinking of some of the stories Zha Luo told him, which confirmed what he had just seen with his own eyes, Geng Xuan thought to himself.

He did not rush to continue heading north, but looked far away at the lake shore.

Sure enough, he soon found a group of tent outlines appearing in the distance.

Geng Xuan changed direction and rushed there quickly.

Soon, a settlement of sand people with a population of about a thousand people appeared in Geng Xuan's sight.

After a quick investigation, Geng Xuan learned that this sand people settlement mainly raised sheep, and also grew some special crops called barley, which was lower-yielding than millet but more drought-resistant.

Along the coast of Xuanqing Sea, wherever there is such a settlement, there is a garrison of the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry.

That is the lakeside building complex that Geng Xuan had just explored.

There, Geng Xuan discovered twenty Xuanyou horses.

There were also thirty fine horses called Canglan horses.

This Canglan horse is mainly produced at the foot of Canglan Mountain, hence the name.

Its quality is naturally not comparable to that of Xuanyou horses, but it is still better than Yuanzhou horses. And its diet is very wide, and it is not picky about food at all.

Grass, grain, straw...as long as it can fill its stomach, it will accept it.

In the two states of Xuanyou under the governance of Dong Guan, if the Xuanyou horses were tools of war, then the Canglan horses were tools of production.

“It would actually be great if we could introduce this to Yuanzhou.

The benefits to Yuanzhou are also comprehensive.”

In addition to a large number of Xuanyou horses and Canglan horses found in the stables, more than 20 red-named horses were also found, with extremely eye-catching names and cultivation strength far exceeding that of others.

The strongest one has the cultivation level of the initial stage of marrow refining.

In addition, there are more than thirty people, ranging from ordinary people to those who only have the skills of skin refining and flesh refining.

The former are the Xuanyou riders and other high-ranking officials of this garrison.

The latter are servants responsible for various chores.

The daily necessities needed to support this garrison, from people to horses, all supplies are provided by this sand people settlement of thousands of people.

And among these servants, most of them also came from this sand people settlement.

To outsiders, this may seem like a chore.

But according to Zha Luo's story, this is a good job that many sand people have been longing for but cannot get.

Although this would lead to many humiliations and the risk of being beaten and killed at will, it would also provide an opportunity for cultivation.

Even looking at the two states of Xuanyou, there are examples of servants becoming official Xuanyou riders every year.

Although this chance is extremely slim, it is already the "ladder to heaven" with the greatest chance that the sand people can reach.

After gaining a general understanding of the situation of this sand people settlement, Geng Xuan returned to the coast of Xuanqinghai and continued heading north.

This time, after traveling just over thirty miles north, they encountered another garrison.

After some investigation, I found that the scale was slightly larger than the previous one, and there were twenty-five Xuanyou horses in the stable.

The total number of people stationed at the garrison point is nearly twenty more than the previous one.

The reason is very simple. The sand people settlement responsible for supporting this garrison is larger than the previous one.

Both the scope of the grassland and the area of barley cultivation are larger than the previous settlement, and there are more sand people.

For this reason, the scale of this garrison is correspondingly larger.

Geng Xuan continued his journey north.

With intervals ranging from thirty to forty miles at the shortest and seventy to eighty miles at the longest, you can always find garrisons built by the lake.

The sizes of these garrisons vary.

The number of Xuanyou Iron Cavalry stationed at a certain point is less than twenty at the smallest, and as many as forty or fifty.

It all depends on the size of the nearby settlement or tribe.

Through this method, Dong Guan was able to support more than 3,000 Xuanyou cavalry along the coast of Xuanqing Sea without spending a penny or grain.

Moreover, these cavalrymen are stationed around Xuanqinghai like pearls. Whether they are relaying along the lakeshore by horse, or sailing across Xuanqinghai by boat at the small docks at each stationing point, they can quickly realize the information transmission between the two states of Xuanyou.

The huge lake Xuanqinghai, which lies between the two states of Xuanyou, not only did not become an obstacle separating the two states, but instead became an information hub connecting the two states and a place to raise troops.

The only drawback is that the places available for human habitation around Xuanqinghai are too scattered and the area is not too large. This also makes the garrisons that rely on these alien tribes and sand people settlements too scattered.

However, given Dong Guan's control over the two states of Xuanyou and You, as well as the speed of the Xuanyou horse, this is not a big problem.

In addition, Geng Xuan discovered another interesting place.

The seemingly randomly distributed alien tribes and sand people settlements actually follow certain patterns.

The larger and more fertile living places, the garrisons that support more than thirty Xuanyou Iron Cavalry, and the slightly better per capita living conditions are all, without exception, settlements of the Sand People.

On the contrary, the area is smaller and more barren, the number of Xuanyou Iron Cavalry supported by the garrison does not exceed twenty, and the average survival is more difficult.

Without exception, they are all foreign tribes.

As for the garrison points where the number of Xuanyou Iron Cavalry is between 20 and 30, one only needs to look at the barley planting area and the pasture area to basically determine whether it is an alien tribe or a sand people settlement.

The larger planting area is the Sand People settlement.

There are more foreign tribes in the pasture area.

This was obviously an intentional arrangement.

From these vague clues, it seems that the living conditions of ordinary sand people are better than those of ordinary aliens.

But the fact is just the opposite.

In the settlements of the Sand People, where the per capita population is obviously wealthier, the living conditions of ordinary Sand People are actually worse.

The reason is very simple. As descendants of the Five Emperors, Dong Guan regarded them as his own people and was more willing to give them more opportunities. The gap between the rich and the poor in the Sha people settlements became more serious.

As for those foreign tribes, the per capita income may be even lower. Although there are differences between rich and poor, the gap between the rich and the poor is far less serious than that in the sand people settlements.

Faced with this somewhat counterintuitive fact, Geng Xuan understood the reason after just thinking about it.

Dong Guan regarded these sand people as "his own people" and was even willing to provide them with a "ladder to heaven" as an encouragement.

He also needed these sand people settlements to provide him with stable resources to feed his army. This was the basic foundation and "iron vote bank" for Dong Guan to rule the two states of Xuan and You.

It is for this reason that the leaders of the settlements and other powerful people who have occupied higher ecological positions in advance believe that Dong Guanhui, who needs a stable base, will be their backer.

Therefore, as long as they can meet Dong Guan's needs, ensure the overall stability of the settlement, and firmly support Dong Guan's rule, they don't need to worry about anything no matter how harshly they exploit those below them.

The Sand People, fed up with this, want to rebel?

Regardless of whether they have the ability to do so, even if they dare to do so, Dong Guan will severely punish them.

that's the truth.

Dong Guan’s governance model for the two states of Xuan and You followed this logic.

In a sense, the powerful people in these settlements are all "partners" recognized and protected by him.

But it was different for those foreign tribes. All the foreign people knew that Dong Guan was not only not their backer, but was full of malice towards them.

The only ones they can rely on are their own people.

In a narrow sense, this tribe refers to people from the same tribe.

In a broad sense, it refers to all the people who believe in Canglangtian.

Under such circumstances, even if the tribal leaders wanted to exploit their subordinates harshly to satisfy their own material desires, they simply did not dare to do so.

Otherwise, the angry tribesmen might really rebel, and no one would speak up for them.

...On the way north, what he saw along the way, combined with the stories told vividly by Zha Luo, an increasingly vivid and clear "Xuanyou situation map" emerged in Geng Xuan's mind.

……

stop-and-go.

More than three hours later.

With Geng Xuan's speed, if he had just focused on getting on with his journey, he would have already been thousands of miles away.

But now, Geng Xuan had only traveled about five or six hundred miles north before being "blocked" by Xuan Qinghai.

Moreover, except for the first few garrison points which Geng Xuan looked at more carefully, he only had a rough understanding of the rest.

As he became more familiar with the place, he didn't even need to enter the garrison. He could clearly judge the number of Xuanyou Iron Cavalry stationed there from the number of houses and the area they occupied.

After encountering another garrison with eighteen Xuanyou Iron Cavalry and observing the nearby alien tribe from afar.

Geng Xuan suddenly turned his head and looked towards the eastern sky.

A warm red sun just jumped out from the horizon.

Above the earth, there is boundless space.

It seems that all the way to the place where it meets the sun, it is just this barren, monotonous, slowly undulating gravel ground.

This was a completely different morning from that of Yuanzhou.

Geng Xuan could easily imagine that at this moment in Yuanzhou, the mountains and forests surrounding the temporary camp were shrouded in fog so thick that it was difficult to discern human figures ten steps away.

Here, Geng Xuan turned around on the spot. Apart from the direction of Xuanqinghai in the distance, there was some light water vapor slowly lingering on the surface of the lake.

As far as the eye can see, there is no fog to obstruct the view.

After taking a look, Geng Xuan turned his gaze back to the camp area of the alien tribe in the distance.

With a gleam in his eyes, he couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be that the first thing I, the 'son of God', do when I come to Xuanzhou is to become a sheep thief?"

Isn’t this “son of God” a little too down-to-earth?
It wasn't that Geng Xuan was bored and looking for trouble, but his stomach was actually protesting loudly and was making a solemn protest against him.

Apart from a big meal before crossing the river, it has been more than four hours since then.

Without stopping, he arrived from the south of Yuanzhou to Xuanzhou, thousands of miles away. The only "fuel" he consumed was a few Essence Pills and a black goat.

This body is good enough for him.

It was understandable that his body, which had been tortured so much by him, became particularly prone to hunger, and he couldn't ask for more.

As early as an hour or two ago, Geng Xuan gave orders to the Xuan Qinghai sand sculptures, asking them to catch some prey while following him north.

They soon let out cries of joy and prepared to swoop down on the sheepfold of a Sand People settlement.

Geng Xuan immediately stopped them and warned them not to target the livestock in the settlement.

After he intentionally added this layer of restriction, they, which were hovering in the sky and overlooking the earth with extremely far vision, could no longer gain anything.

Not to mention a lamb without an owner, not even a rabbit or a mouse was seen.

This fact made Geng Xuan further realize the poverty of Xuanzhou.

Until now, the three idiots still have nothing to show for it. Faced with the increasingly rebellious belly, Geng Xuan began to seriously consider the fact that "the son of God" became a sheep thief.

"It's not a bad idea for 'God's Favored Son' to be more down-to-earth... As long as he doesn't get blocked in the sheepfold with a pitchfork."

In the end, Geng Xuan decided to let the spirit surrender to the flesh.

Just as he was about to implement his plan to steal the sheep, Geng Xuan suddenly felt a strong emotion of joy coming from the distant sky.

Geng Xuan looked up and saw three black green sea sand sculptures approaching rapidly from the distance.

After confirming that he had noticed them, they did not continue to approach, but instead consciously circled in the northeast direction.

Their trajectories in the air continued to circle and move toward the northeast.

Geng Xuan stared at it for a while and said in surprise, "Anything? And it's a big one?"

In Yuanzhou, the Xuanqinghai sand sculpture can only fly at an altitude of about two thousand meters at most.

They generally won't go to any higher place.

After entering Xuanzhou, they naturally flew to an altitude of three or four thousand meters above the ground.

It seems that the sky here has become much higher.

Even with Geng Xuan's eyesight, he could only see a tiny dot of them flying so high.

For others, it is impossible to detect their existence at all.

Their current actions were naturally telling him that the target he needed appeared in the direction of their current circling trajectory.

And given their powerful fighting capability, unless the prey is too strong or too large, they cannot send it to him by "air transport". They don't need to do so at all. They can just catch the prey and send it to him.

After making this judgment, Geng Xuan immediately threw the image of "hayforks fighting sheep thieves" out of his mind.

His figure instantly shot out like an arrow from a bow, heading towards the northeast direction they were pointing to.

Xuan Qinghai and the shepherding tribe were quickly left behind by him.

Soon, after walking more than twenty miles in the desolate desert, Geng Xuan suddenly stopped when he saw a scene in the distance.

Just ahead, about ten miles away from him, there was a stone forest.

This is a unique wonder in the two states of Xuan and You.

There are huge rocks, some as thick as a bucket, some several meters in diameter; some are three to five meters short, some are dozens of meters tall; some are straight like a straight iron bar, some are curved like a vertical solidified wave; some are one or two hundred steps long, some are as long as dozens of miles...

Such strange stone forests are scattered across the land of Xuanyou and Youzhou.

And in front of us, there is a "small stone forest" less than a hundred steps long and wide standing in the distance.

The reason why Geng Xuan stopped after seeing this "small stone forest" from afar was because of the story told by Zha Luo.

The stone forest and the oasis, the two characteristic products of the Xuanyou states, are both high-incidence areas of "accidents" and are also the places where the most "stories" are produced in Zhaluokou.

Compared with other places, it is easier to find water sources in Shilin.

Where there is water, there is grass, and where there is grass, there are animals.

From small animals like gerbils, sand rabbits, and sand finches to large animals like sand wolves...everything is possible.

Besides, it is easy for sand bandits to breed in these places.

Just as Geng Xuan was thinking this in his heart, the three Xuanqinghai sand sculptures had stopped moving and were hovering at an altitude of three or four thousand meters above the "Small Stone Forest".

"Sure enough, there is a big shipment."

At this moment, Geng Xuan had changed from standing and walking quickly to crawling on the ground, using his hands and feet.

The body was almost completely pressed to the ground.

He did so without any discomfort, and his speed was not hindered at all, like a stretched and agile sand leopard.

The speed is smooth and the movements are natural.

It quickly approached from ten miles away to three or four miles away.

As the details of the "Small Stone Forest" appeared more clearly before him, he also captured another unnatural product.

smoke.

A faint smoke rose into the sky from the center of the "small stone forest".

According to general experience, where there is smoke, there is fire, and where there is fire, there are people.

The fire at this time can't be just for warmth, right?

Thinking of this, Geng Xuan began to secrete saliva uncontrollably.

He couldn't help but think beautifully in his heart: "It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early."

……

In the small stone forest.

Ten Canglan horses were tied together on a relatively thin stone pillar.

Around this stone pillar, there grew a circle of shallow dead grass.

The ten Canglan horses were tied here with nowhere to go. They lowered their heads helplessly, stretched out their tongues like brushes, and rolled the dry grass into their mouths.

The tongue kept sweeping and the teeth kept chewing, making extremely crisp sounds.

Just by listening to the sound, I thought they were eating some rare delicacy.

The conditions of these ten Canglan horses are not very good.

Two of them were too old, two were obviously too thin, and one looked unhealthy and was obviously ill.

The other five were slightly better, but still limited.

One of the horses had a long arrow stuck in its butt.

The buttocks flesh around the arrow wound was trembling violently.

But even so, the Canglan horse still stubbornly put its head to the ground, seriously competing with other companions for the dry grass on the ground.

Another head came over, and it hit it with a headbutt without hesitation.

Just as it ignored the pain and actively looked for food.

Suddenly, he raised his neck high and let out a fierce and short scream of pain.

“Whisper…Whisper…Whisper…”

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, baby, don't be afraid... It's okay, it's okay now..."

A hand suddenly reached out while Canglan's horse was unprepared, and quickly pulled out the long arrow with sharp barbs that was deeply inserted into the horse's buttocks.

The long arrow with barbs was pulled out, and what looked like a small arrow wound instantly turned into a mess of flesh and blood, with an area nearly the size of a palm becoming a mess.

At this moment, a red-hot iron held in the other hand was pressed tightly against the arrow wound on the horse's butt before a large amount of blood spurted out.

"Zi-"

The sudden painful neighing of the Canglan horse and the strange sound of the branding iron falling on grease, careful and gentle, like the soft care of a lover, sounded almost at the same time.

After a while, the Canglan horse stopped neighing in pain, and when another old horse unknowingly put its head into its designated territory, the Canglan horse headbutted the other horse hard, turning the pain into appetite and continuing to look for food seriously with its head down.

The completely cooled branding iron was removed from the horse's buttocks, and the blood that was about to spurt out was effectively curbed.

The downside is that this piece of skin and flesh is already emitting a faint burnt aroma.

The young man threw the branding iron aside, walked up to a figure kneeling on the ground, raised his leg and kicked him.

The figure was caught off guard and fell back four or five meters, then fell uncontrollably to the ground, revealing a weathered old face with obvious alien features.

"saliva!"

The man who kicked was still not satisfied, and he spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the face of the foreign man on the ground, and then he opened his mouth and cursed:
"Old dog, you'd better beg your wolf god to bless my baby to recover quickly.

Otherwise, if anything goes wrong with it, I want you to be buried with it!"

The foreign man who was treated like this showed no emotion on his face, and he quickly turned over and knelt on the ground again.

At this moment, a fair-skinned man stuffed a fragrant roasted lamb leg into the young man's hand and said soothingly:

"Third brother, don't get angry at him. This time we were able to successfully achieve our goal without paying any price, thanks to his cooperation."

Hearing this, the young man retorted indignantly:

"So my little treasure was almost shot to death by an arrow, so it's not a price to pay, right?"

The fair-faced man frowned and said, "Old Third, what you said is a little unreasonable.

Not to mention a horse being injured, it is normal for people to die during Sha Gang operations.

If you are unlucky and hit a wall, it is not uncommon for your entire army to be wiped out.

This time, ten of us will go and ten will come back.

Your horse's butt was shot by an arrow. If you can't even accept this, why did you join the Sha Gang?
It would be great if you could be a rich young master in Canglan Mountain!"

When the young man heard this, an indignant look froze on his face.

As he spoke, he paused, his expression softened, and his tone changed from scolding to earnest.

“Third brother, even though our Black Wind Group has only been in business for a short time and our reputation is not yet well-known, at a time like this, we must abide by our integrity and not belittle ourselves.

Since the eldest brother had already promised him at that time, and he also cooperated with us to complete the task at the lowest cost, he is now our brother who will live and die together.

If you continue to humiliate him like this, wouldn't you be slapping yourself in the face?"

The young man snorted and said, "Brother, you take my words seriously?"

Upon hearing this, the fair-faced man's eyes widened instantly, but he didn't say another word, just stared at him.

After he said this, the man realized that he might have said something wrong.

But his dignity made him stand there firmly, with no sign of softening his attitude.

At this moment, a bearded man appeared between the two. He stretched out his hands, and with his left hand he embraced the fair-faced man, while with his right hand he tightly embraced the young man called Lao San.

He first said to the young man, "Third brother, I know that this horse has been with you since he was young, and he has even traveled with you from Canglan Mountain to Xuanyou Province.

It is like a family member to you. If it is hurt, you will feel worried. I can understand that.

However, your second brother is right when he said that there is no order without rules.

Since we have decided to work together to do something, we can’t just do whatever we want.”

After hearing what the bearded man said, the young man suddenly felt embarrassed.

As he spoke, the bearded man looked at the fair-faced man again and said:
"Second brother, third brother is different from us, he comes from a wealthy family and has never suffered any grievances since he was young.

It's not easy to hang out with us now.

Don’t be too demanding of him.”

Hearing this, the fair-faced man's expression softened a little and he nodded slightly.

"Alright, alright, let's eat quickly and get on the road quickly. We can't stay here for too long."

The bearded man shouted something to the crowd again, then strode over to the foreign man who was kneeling on the ground, carrying a large piece of grilled lamb chops.

He helped the man up, wiped the phlegm off his face, and then stuffed a large piece of roasted lamb chops in his hand into his hand and said:

"Brother Hake, you should eat quickly too. I heard that your tribe leader's nose is more sensitive than that of a sand wolf. We must leave as soon as possible."

The foreign man with a haggard face nodded heavily, took the roasted lamb leg and immediately started to bite into it.

The other bandits also started eating meat again.

They didn't seem to care much about what had just happened.

The only thing that matters is to get the meat in your hand into your stomach as quickly as possible.

The third brother, who had recovered, was gnawing on the roasted lamb leg in his hand while scanning the crowd with his eyes.

He frowned and asked, “Brother, we only have ten horses, but now we have twelve people.

Two people and one horse, it's fine for short distances.

Now we have to run at least 300 miles, how should we arrange it?"

Upon hearing this, the bearded man stopped eating.

He first looked at the foreign man who was eating meat seriously, whom he called "Brother Hake", then looked at the woman on the ground beside him and frowned slightly.

The woman lying on the ground at his feet had her hands tied behind her back.

The ankles and knees of both legs were tied tightly together with hemp ropes.

Curled up on the ground, she could not make any other movements except bending and stretching.

With a large piece of cloth stuffed in her mouth, she seemed to understand her situation. She gave up struggling completely, closed her eyes, and lay there motionless.

If it weren't for the fact that her breasts were tied up and down in a rhythmic manner, which made them look even more thrilling, one would really wonder if she was no longer a living person but a corpse.

The bearded man frowned and thought for a while, then said to the fair-faced man:

"Second brother, my horse is in the best condition. You can ride it later and take her with you."

The second one with a fair face was the most slender and weak among their group. Although the woman on the ground was tall, the bearded man who had carried her all the way was sure that her weight would never exceed 90 kilograms.

The combined weight of the two of them was no more than 200 pounds, so riding on one horse would not be too much of a burden on the mount.

Hearing this, the fair-faced man nodded slightly.

But the next moment, his movements froze there.

"Give your mount to Brother Harker."

The fair-faced man who thought they had swapped mounts looked at the bearded man and asked in surprise, "What are you going to do then?"

The bearded man sighed and said:
"What else can I do? Just run!"

Seeing the second brother's astonishment, he said:
"I have the strongest cultivation, the best endurance, and the best body movements...Apart from me, who else can keep up with me?
Alas, this is also a lesson.

Almost all the money was spent on weapons, leaving no money to buy a good batch of horses.

After I paid the money, they told me that forging would take time and I had to queue... Fuck you!"

At this point, the bearded man couldn't control his emotions and cursed.

Then he seemed to be comforting everyone, and also seemed to be comforting himself:

"But everyone, just be patient, the situation will get better soon."

As he spoke, he looked at the woman on the ground, lingering for a moment on her beautiful figure and delicate face that even a resolute man like him could not help but be moved, then he looked away and said to everyone:
"Brothers, please relax, our good days are coming."

As he spoke, he looked at the fair-faced man and said:
"Second brother, you have the most experience in this area. Tell the big guy, how much can this chick be sold for if she is sent to Yuanjing?"

"One hundred thousand taels." The fair-faced man said calmly.

"pat"

"pat"

The bodies of those bandits, who were originally only focused on grilling the meat in their hands and didn't care about anything else, seemed to be paused.

Some people didn't even care that the food in their hands had fallen to the ground. They all looked at him with the most astonished eyes.

One of the skinny bandits asked blankly, "One hundred thousand...how much is that?"

Another bandit with a centipede-shaped scar on his face hesitated for a moment and said:
"I should be able to buy a tribe of a thousand people, including the people, livestock, pastures and farmland."

Another bandit next to him curled his lips and said:

"You're dreaming! A tribe like this can only be sold for 10,000 taels at best!"

At this point, he looked at the fair face and said:
"Second Master, don't treat us like fools. One hundred thousand taels? Even if she is made of gold, she is not worth this price!"

The fair-skinned man said calmly: "Do you understand what it means that things are valuable because they are rare?

Not only is she beautiful, she is also from a different race and the only daughter of the chief of a tribe of 10,000 people.

Not only that, when she was born, there was a strange fragrance surrounding her body and thousands of butterflies swarming around her.

The high priest who never leaves the holy mountain all year round even sang blessings for him personally. She is the contemporary saint of Canglangtian...

"One hundred thousand taels is nothing. If those nobles of Yuanjing are tempted, they can throw out a million taels of silver without even frowning. Do you believe it?!"

The bandit glared and said, "Second Master, what are you talking about in your sleep?
Although her father was also the patriarch, the tribe couldn't even gather a thousand people. How could a tribe of tens of thousands come from?

If there really is such a tribe, Dong Guan will take their lives!

What about the strange fragrance around the body, thousands of butterflies surrounding it, the blessing of the high priest, and the contemporary saint... Even talking in dreams is not as outrageous as you!"

The fair-faced man glanced at him and said disdainfully:
"Do you know what packaging is? Do you know what personality is?
Do you know how much silver it cost to buy the cold and beautiful Fairy Xi for a night when she was at the peak of her powers?
...You think that one hundred thousand taels of silver can buy ten tribes of a thousand people, so it is a lot, right?
Do you know that in Yuanjing, there are so many noblemen who can spend a hundred thousand in one night that you can't even count them with one pair of hands?"

As he threw out questions one after another, the bandit seemed to be completely defeated, and his bumpkin nature was completely exposed. He could only be heard mumbling:

"Are these people so easy to deceive?"

"Cheat?" The fair-skinned man glanced at him and said:
"If you think so, let alone 100,000 taels, you won't be able to walk out of Yuanjing City alive.

Who is so bold as to commit fraud in Yuanjing?"

"Ah? Isn't this a lie?" the bandit was stunned.

"Idiot." The fair-faced man looked at him but did not continue to answer. Instead, he gave a heartwarming greeting.

The bandit was not angry, but became more and more confused, with a look of question marks on his face.

He looked stupid, as if asking, "Who are you? Where am I? What are we talking about? I don't understand."

The other bandit was much more honest. He smiled innocently and said, "One hundred thousand taels? Does that mean we will be rich soon?"

The fair-faced man said, "The starting price is one hundred thousand taels. That's the price of sending her to Yuanjing... As for us, the best we can get is five thousand taels."

Upon hearing this, the silly bandit was stunned at first, and then said angrily:

"Are you sick? You don't want to use the 100,000 taels, but sell her for only 5,000 taels?"

The fair-faced woman glanced at him and said, "Do you think we can transport her out of Xuanzhou, across the Hang River, and then send her all the way to Yuanjing City?"

"Why not? This is one hundred thousand taels!" the bandit said in a daze.

The fair-faced man turned his head away, refusing to communicate as if he didn't want to talk to a fool.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from above everyone's head.

"You have such a high-quality entrepreneurial team, can I be included in it?" (End of this chapter)