On the eighth day of the expedition, Qin Chuan met the first Jianzhou Jurchen he had seen since he had crossed.

His first impression was that of Howe, very Howe.

On his head is an iron helmet with a mink hat, the mink hat has fluffy ears that cover both sides of the head tightly, and there is a mink scarf around the neck, covering the neck and mouth, which can not only keep warm but also protect the neck.

There is no Ming armor on the body, but a fur coat made of various colors of fur, the defense is thick enough, and there should be cotton armor inside, maybe there is cloth iron armor, and the whole person is extremely bloated, like a bear.

Such a fur can't be made for tens of thousands of dollars in later generations.

Qin Chuan only let Zhao Wu and the others sweep outside the side of the Partial Pass, and only a few spies were scattered around the Qingshui River, pretending to beware of horse bandits.

As soon as the Jiannu spy appeared, Qin Chuan's spy slowly withdrew and let go of the road to let the other party close.

Then, two hundred paces away, the Jiannu watched the grain convoy from a low mountain beam.

"Go and tell him in Mongolian that this is the goods of the Jurchens in Naturalization City, and let him fight less of this batch of grain." Qin Chuan turned his head and said to the night beside him.

The Manchu and Mongolian languages that were not collected this night were very proficient, and Zhao Wu deliberately left him for Qin Chuan as a translator.

Immediately, he rode his horse close to Na Jiannu, and the other party also chattered, and it didn't take long for him to run back to find Qin Chuan.

"The chief steward, he said that he is a subordinate of the White Banner of the Naturalized City Melle Ezhen Ashan, let them follow him to find Ashan."

"Huh." Qin Chuan smiled, "Tell him that we won't go with him, we will only go to the agreed place, let him go back and inform Ah Shan, we still have a grain transport team from the side of the head of the customs clearance, and it will soon arrive at the agreed place, let him hurry up and send the goods we want." ”

"Yes."

That night I didn't take it and went again.

After a long chatter, the Jiannu seemed to be angry, scolded a few words, and then turned his horse's head and galloped in the direction of Guihua City.

Qin Chuan said to the side again: "Go to a few people, keep an eye on that kid, don't get too close, take advantage of the situation to pay attention to the movements of Naturalization City, and then send someone to inform Zhao Wu, let him accept it when he sees it, don't make the area too nervous, so as not to arouse Ah Shan's vigilance." ”

"Yes."

Li Dingliang on the side nodded, and gave a few orders to the back, and soon a few horses dispersed.

……

Fan Yongdou personally led 700 Ding Nursing Homes, carrying 1,000 stone of grain and dozens of carts of iron, from Datong to the west, arriving at Yatou Pass two days earlier than the grain transport team.

These grains and iron tools were raised in the area of Xuanda, and after converging with the grain transportation team in Lan County, they were transported out of the customs together, and they went north to the Qingshui River to trade with the Jianzhou Jurchens.

At that time, there were a total of 7,000 stone of grain, 100 carts of ironware, mostly iron pots, a total of more than 6,000 pieces.

After a short rest, Fan Yongdou spent 200 stone of grain and 200 taels of silver to open up and down the partial pass, on the one hand, he sent people to pick up the grain transport team, and on the other hand, he sent 20 spies to sentry in the border area, and several of them also went to the direction of Guihua City to connect with the Jianzhou Jurchens.

It is still in the Loess Plateau outside the border of Yaotouguan, and there are endless loess mountains everywhere, in which the ravines and soil valleys crisscross and crisscross, and the terrain is extremely complex.

After the spies of the Fan family came out, they quickly dispersed, dozens of miles away, and went back and forth to sentry.

Four of them followed four different routes to the city of Naturalization.

One of them happened to come across a golden jackal on the way, and after being killed by an arrow, he took advantage of the fact that it was almost dusk, found a mountain beam, lit a fire in the leeward, and prepared a delicious barbecue.

But before the meat was roasted, I heard the sound of horses' hooves.

The spy hurriedly grabbed his long knife and bow and arrows, and quickly climbed up the hill beam, and nested silently behind a large rock.

I saw a man with a big gun riding a horse, and when he got to the fire, after looking around, he turned over and dismounted, and stuck the big gun on the ground, and the big horse golden knife sat next to the fire, and roasted the golden jackal, which was not yet ripe.

The spies on the mountain beam were annoyed, and the other party did not say a word, and the big lama took his flesh, how can there be such a truth in the world.

With the help of the cover of the stone and the wild grass, he quietly approached the man with the big gun like a leopard staring at his prey.

Within fifty paces, he was confident that he could kill the other party with one arrow.

But before he had reached fifty paces, the man stood up unhurriedly, turned around, and looked at him indifferently.

The spy was taken aback, and then stunned, because the man with the big gun was very familiar.

"Liao Sangun?"

The spy tried to ask.

The man with the big gun was Liao Sangun, and after squinting at the other party a few times, he sneered: "Which one of my ways is not long-eyed, it turns out to be an iron chicken head." ”

The spy called Tie Jitou put away his bow and arrows, walked out from behind the stone pile, and said with a smile: "It's really you kid, I heard that you and a few brothers from Zhen'anbao made your heads, and then followed Zhao Wu to the south, why are you here now?" ”

"Come out and get something to eat."

Liao Sangun sat down again, turned the stick with the golden jackal on the fire, and asked, "What about you?" I've heard that you've been running away for a few nights in Shepherd's Castle, including your iron head, how can you be here now? ”

Tie Jitou didn't answer in a hurry, but sat down across the fire, and said mysteriously: "Liao Sangun, brother will introduce you to a doorway, keep your food and spicy food, and save a lot of silver every year." ”

"Oh? Let's talk about it. ”

"Zhangjiakou Fort Fan family, have you heard of it, the Fan family who sold grain for salt to the border army."

"Heh, don't you just say that the Fan family will sell grain and iron tools to Jiannu and Tartar?"

"Hehe, it's that Fan family."

Tie Jitou rubbed a hard tumor on his head, and continued: "A few days ago, Master Fan suffered a big loss in Loufan Town, Jingle County, and now he is in urgent need of manpower, I will do things for him now, this amount a month." ”

"Three taels of silver, settle at the end of the month." Tie Jitou raised three fingers, and continued: "Liao Sangun, your skills can definitely rank in the top three in the Fan family, and once you enter, you will be the material for the head of the village, at least five taels of silver per month." ”

"How? Are you interested in coming over and doing it together? ”

Liao Sangun didn't speak, only took out a knife, cut open the burnt golden jackal, and handed half of it to the iron rooster head.

"It's baked, let's eat it."

The iron rooster took it, took out a small cloth bag from his arms, took out a small handful of coarse salt, sprinkled it on the jackal, and then took a bite.

"Tut-tut, fragrant."

Liao Sangun still didn't speak, only lowered his head and gnawed on the meat.

A golden jackal of twelve or thirteen catties was eaten by two big men in a moment.

"Have you eaten enough?"

Liao San grabbed a handful of mud and sand on the ground, wiped the oil stains off his hands, and then asked.

The iron chicken licked his fingers, rubbed his round belly, and responded with a "full" sound.

"It's good to be full, and it's time to send you on your way."

Liao Sangun got up and pulled out the big gun stuck to the side.

"Where are you going?"

The iron rooster head subconsciously asked, and then his face changed greatly, and he stood up and pulled out the long knife on his waist.

"Liao Sangun, what do you mean?"

"I'm doing things with the Qin Steward of Mengjiazhuang now, and if you are a lackey for the Fan family, then we will be mortal enemies."

Liao Sangun said, shook off the soil on the gun head, and aimed the head of the gun with a cold light at the iron chicken head.

The face of the iron rooster changed again: "You...... Do you do things for that person surnamed Qin? ”

"That's right, the chief steward has already arrived at Qingshui River, and is ready to attack and kill Jiannu first, and then go back to clean up the Fan family, you will die sooner or later with the Fan family, don't worry, I will build a tomb for you, lest the jackal eat you in turn."

As he spoke, Liao Sangun strode forward and poked the head of the gun.

The iron rooster hurriedly raised his knife to block it, and the spear head suddenly shook and clanged on the blade.

The iron chicken's mouth was numb, and as soon as he slackened, the long knife was knocked to the ground.

Then, Liao San handed over the head of the gun.

……

Almost at the same time, a Fan family spy had just crossed a hill when an arrow flew down the other side of the hill and pierced his throat.

The other two spies were chased and intercepted by two groups of people, and after running for more than 20 miles, they finally ran out of horsepower and were chased by the other party and hacked to death.

Immediately afterward, the men began to sweep back and forth in the area.

Fan Yongdou soon received the news, and a group of people suddenly appeared outside the border of the Bitou Pass, about twenty or thirty people, killing people when they saw them, and robbing things when they saw them.

Among that group, there were many Mongols, and it seems that some border troops did not collect at night.

Fan Yongdou's first reaction was that the man surnamed Qin was here.

But this idea was quickly denied, and there were no Mongols under the surname Qin, and there was no night guard of the border army.

It should be some deserters, colluding with the remnants of Chahar to loot everywhere.

There are only dozens of people, so there is nothing to worry about.