Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 263: Meeting of Heroes

Chapter 263 Meeting of Heroes

On the outskirts of the market at night, there are camps all over the desert. There are much fewer people in the middle of the night than in the evening, but there are still people carrying goods and loading trucks.

Looking at it from a distance, Zhao Changhe always remembered the scene of some ports and terminals, which were really gathering places for business and trade.

I don’t know what kind of tacit understanding there is between the various caravans. Whether they have divided their respective territories in advance. It seems that each has its own scope and does not interfere with each other. Although there are many people, it is not chaotic.

It also happened to be convenient for Zhao Changhe to investigate things. It would be a headache if it really became a mess.

He easily found the Qiao family's caravan camp. At this time, someone was also moving goods inside, which seemed to be jewelry, spices, sheepskins, etc., ready to be brought back to the Middle Earth. The delivery person seemed to be delivered directly by the Hu merchant in the market. You could still vaguely hear the dissatisfied complaints of the Hu merchant: "Second Master Qiao is getting more and more arrogant now. He is hiding in the tent and can't even see his face." , is this your Central Plains etiquette?"

A person who seemed to be in charge was apologizing: "Old Master Qiao brought the young master into the market, and he was beaten while eating at Sanniang's place..."

"How dare Mr. Qiao dare to mess with Yuan Sanniang? Commander Wu doesn't dare to force this woman. I heard she has a backing!"

"Ham, how can I offend Sanniang, but the other party may have a good background. I heard that he is the king of the Wang family. His strength is worthy of the ranking. A pinch under his arm can actually kill the second master's hand. It's broken." The steward made a gesture of pinching his arms and grinned: "This is too scary..."

Hu Shang also took a breath of cold air: "What kind of deity is coming down to earth? Since it is the strength of the earth ranking, it may really be the king."

"Yes, we think so too. Even if it is a fake Wang family, the second master would not dare to gamble. What if it is true? Do you want to go back to China and hang out?"

"Speaking of which, does anyone from the Wang family dare to appear near the War Lion Tribe?"

"I don't know. Anyway, the War Lion tribe is now crossing the river with the Ni Bodhisattva, so I'm afraid they don't have the heart to cause any trouble to the Wang family..."

The two of them walked in as they talked, surrounded by a bunch of laborers moving goods, and a few guards who looked like they were following behind.

No one noticed that among the laborers who were busy moving goods, there was a yellow-faced man. He mixed in and entered the village. He even helped people carry the goods honestly, all the way to the carriages and horses for loading. car.

Because he felt that these two conversations were very informative and worth listening to a few more sentences.

Sure enough, I heard Hu Shang ask: "Then I mentioned before that I brought six slaves this time? Are they in the car?"

The steward glanced around subconsciously and lowered his voice: "This time, they are all martial arts masters from the Middle Earth. The lowest ones have five layers of entrance hall, and the higher ones have seven layers. The prices are not low. The second master is planning to **** them to If you go to the animal farm for auction, Commander Wu might be very interested."

The Hu Shang frowned: "This is not a good product... A martial arts master who is too strong cannot be controlled. He can easily escape and may have backlash. I am afraid that except for Commander Wu, the general forces do not dare to take it easily. Not only are you shooting If you don’t bid, you may be lowered by Wu Tong.”

The manager obviously took it to heart and sighed: "I don't think it's appropriate either, but the second master thinks this is a business opportunity..."

Hu Shangdao: "How did you catch the second master? This is not easy. I have seen masters of the sixth level. Their Qinggong can run faster than a horse, and their endurance is no worse than a horse."

"They went to scout the Wild Wolf tribe and were discovered and hunted. While running for their lives, they saw our caravan and saw that it was the Central Plains caravan. They thought they were saved." The steward smiled slightly: "The second master welcomed them into the caravan. , and caught them with a backhand."

Zhao Changhe took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly to resist drawing out the sword.

Finding the clues for the mission assigned by Cui Yuanyong was much easier than expected. Fortunately, we didn’t kill the two Qiao family members in the restaurant before. Otherwise, the caravan would have been in chaos and they would have withdrawn directly, which would have cut off the clues. People may also be killed by them to avoid trouble.

But Zhao Changhe felt no sense of relief at this moment. On the contrary, he was ten thousand times more angry than when he came.

This team is a hot-blooded team. They are here to help Yanmen defend themselves, and they risk their lives to conduct reconnaissance! Not for traveling!

Who are they protecting when they resist the barbarians?

I'm afraid these men never thought that they would be betrayed by the people they protected. This kind of psychological blow is far better than destroying the body.

Fortunately among misfortunes, they are all still alive and have no disabilities. They are still six good men after being rescued.

Even Mr. Hu, who was famous for being heavy on profits, couldn't bear to listen and asked, "Just for a few slave money?"

"That's not all. Our batch of food is to be handed over to the Wild Wolf Tribe. Wouldn't it be obvious that they are following the team? Go back and tell Huangfu Yongxian or Tang Wanzhuang, what should we do? ? Either kill it, or you can sell it for money, that’s it.”

Of course Hu Shang was too lazy to say anything more, he just said: "We are all old acquaintances, just sell this batch to me, don't go and take pictures, listen to my advice, it's not cost-effective... Maybe Commander Wu wants you to give it away for free. They all have to be given away.”

The steward said: "I have no right to decide this. You have to ask the second master."

Hu Shangdao: "It takes time for them to load the goods. I just happened to go to see how the second master's injury was."

As the two of them talked, they walked towards the camp. Zhao Changhe pretended to move the goods and thought to himself.

There are too many people here to save anyone, and the slightest movement will definitely cause the entire thousand-man caravan to surround them, and even if they are rescued by force, they will not be able to escape. This shows the inconvenience of being alone. If you have a partner and make some noise on the other side, you can operate here...

Should we find some help, such as paying Sanniang to do a favor, would she be willing?

While I was thinking about it, there was a sudden noise in front of the camp gate: "Where is this drunkard from? Let's go!"

A somewhat familiar voice said drunkenly: "Damn it! What's wrong with my father having no money? Where is your Orchid? Come out and dance!"

Zhao Changhe’s eyes lit up.

Situ laughs!

Help is coming!

The guard at the village gate was so angry that he yelled: "Damn it, this is not the Orchid Camp, the brothel you want is at the other end! I still want to go!"

"Not Hu Jiying? I don't believe it! I look at you like a chicken..."

"Go away, you drunkard!"

The fight started at the gate of the village. In the main tent, Mr. Qiao had a bandage on his hand and was sending the Hu merchant out. He was talking about something. When he saw this, he said angrily: "Where is this drunkard making trouble here? Let's go and see some people!"

After taking orders, Mr. Qiao said to Hu Shang: "Brother, you are right. These people might as well sell it to you privately..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a flash of sword light behind the tent.

This is Jianguang who has been lurking here for who knows how long. It is very likely that someone quietly lurked here while the Qiao family went to the market to eat. He never found a suitable opportunity to make a move, and he actually lurked for a long time. He remained motionless for several hours.

Except for the top assassins in Tingxue Tower, the only people who can do such a thing are those who make a living as bounty hunters...

Han Wubing!

At this time of trouble at the village gate and a rare opportunity, Han Wubing, who had been lurking for a long time, took action to assassinate Qiao Er!

To Han Wubing's expectation, Qiao Er's skills were average and he had a broken hand. The sword he thought would kill him was blocked by someone.

There was just a "clang" sound, and it was Hu Shang holding a scimitar in his hand, who deflected Han Wubing's killing sword. Han Wubing passed by, and Hu Shang was knocked back several times. step.

"I didn't expect that there are such masters among the barbarians in the Western Regions. I lost my mind this time." Han Wubing thought to himself. He didn't have time to give Qiao Er a sword and quickly retreated behind the stronghold.

Qiao Er was quickly surrounded by people. He was jumping in the crowd and yelling angrily: "What are you doing standing there in a daze! The people in front of me, stop him!"

Countless crowds of people rushed towards Han Wubing. In the dark night, Han Wubing looked like a ghost. Blood sprayed everywhere he passed. He rushed out of the village with blood and screams.

Situ Xiao, who was making trouble at the gate of the village, made everyone stupid.

He and Han Wubing had never even met, let alone made an appointment. He was simply upset because he had just discovered that this was a convoy of merchants from the Central Plains coming here to trade, so he improvised and deliberately caused trouble to attract Qiao Er to come out and see if he could take his head and run away.

As it turned out, as soon as the incident broke out, someone inside assassinated him in advance.

This is a good guy.

Facing the expressions of the guards at the village gate who regarded him as an accomplice, Situ Xiao was not depressed about lying on the gun, but was willing to become an accomplice. He took a leisurely sip of wine and suddenly sprayed the torch at the village gate.

With a "boom", flames shot into the sky. The village gates, tents, carts and spice clothing that were entering and exiting were ignited, and the flames spread wildly along the way.

The camp finally became a mess, and the hands of the people loading the trucks were all affected. Under the leader's greeting, they all dropped what they were doing and rushed out to put out the fire.

Zhao Changhe looked at the carriages and horses around him that suddenly became empty, and quickly opened the doors of one carriage after another to look for someone.

Brothers, please hold on a little longer. I will help you later after I save someone.

"Bang!" When he finally opened the more than a dozen carriages, they were all empty. It seemed that there were several people sleeping inside. Zhao Changhe's eyes lit up and he was about to get in the car when he suddenly felt a chill on the side of his neck.

Zhao Changhe instinctively dodged, but found that the opponent's sword style was mysterious and abnormal, and he couldn't dodge at all when he lost the first move...

The long sword was already placed on the neck, and a cold voice came from behind: "Which truck is loaded with grain and fodder? Take me to get it... Hey, your sword..."

Zhao Changhe sighed and looked at the long-lost face behind him: "You robbed the food and fodder, will you take me away by the way? How about being a stronghold?"

Yue Hongling's eyes widened.