Fortunately, they took precautions and purchased iron armor from the Persians in the Brahmana kingdom to protect themselves and their horses.

But while scrambling to push left and right, three fast horses had already been hit and fell to the grass.

I also received a heavy blow to my right leg, and a long mark broke through my guards, piercing through the iron armor of the leggings and stabbing directly into the horse's back.

But with a long and desolate roar, the mounted horse crashed to the ground, nearly crushing me underneath.

"Big brother be careful!" It was the voice of my little sister Gulando, who took the quiver from my horse and threw it beside me, and rode away.

They are all veteran old men in the rivers and lakes, and they did not listen to my rigid command at the moment of crisis, and they ran wildly on the grassland for each battle, while they began to fight back with bows and arrows.

Our big bird Qingluan flew over the heads of the Romans, and with a ferocious peck, completely disrupted their impregnable shield horse formation.

I also completely calmed down, drew my longbow and shot a series of vengeful feathered arrows.

After all, after more than ten years of experience in sword and horse riding and shooting, coupled with Qin Chong and Gu Landuo, their counterattacks have been effective.

Before the second round of the Romans' attack began, I alone shot down four or five of the opposing knights, holding back the enemy's horse team ten paces away from me.

A Gallic horse, which had lost its master's control, rushed to me, and I grabbed the reins and turned over on my horse, turned my horse's head and slashed at the enemy, no longer giving them a chance to bid.

The other guys, who were still guerrilla cavalry shooting on the periphery, saw that I had entered the enemy line, and they all rushed over with shouts of killing.

And the clever girl Gulandot climbed onto the roof of the inn at some point and began to shoot methodically.

The long mark of the Roman's heavily armored shield was suitable for long-range combat, but it was extremely cumbersome for hand-to-hand combat.

So I rushed into their horse formation and slashed and slashed, it was like entering a no-man's land, and the addition of Shamihan and other reinforcements made a subversive reversal.

From being killed in the past, he has become a killer now.

The battle between the Romans and our group of Orientals ceased for a little more than half an hour.

Of the original team of more than 30 people, only three or four survivors fled, and our side suffered zero casualties.

It's such a miracle that I owe it to the blessing of the Buddha.

My blind command, standing still and waiting for the opponent to get close to the hand-to-hand combat method, almost put the seven of us in a situation from which we will never recover.

The penetrating power of the Romans' long standard could not be stopped by the thin mesh iron armor.

Qin Chong, Shamihan, and Hesrul and their old rivers and lakes have fought in such a way in their grandfather's caravan, and they have experienced at least more than a hundred times.

Any danger can be enough to protect oneself, and then find an opportunity to fight back, which is the key to winning more with less, and defeating the strong with the weak.

Of course, if we talk about the first merit, the big bird Qingluan should not give in, without it to disturb the enemy's formation, we may have died under the opponent's long mark by now.

Gulandor and Langton's big brother took advantage of the trick to shoot high and also helped us a lot.

These Roman knights were by no means incompetent, but they could not stop the sneak attack of the overhead and the arrows.

Originally, a single knife could have made me wait for death, but at the moment when the knife was raised, he was planted without explanation.

From this point of view, our complete victory in this fight is a bit of a victory, not the way of a gentleman.

Sword wounds in the distance and knife wounds at close range did not bring fatal injuries to these armored Romans, and only two or three people were really completely killed.

So after the fight, the wounded Romans on the meadow wailed and cried endlessly.

The tragic situation of missing arms and legs, arrows in the face, and bleeding from the abdomen makes people unbearable to look at directly.

We, the merchants, walked on the road, and never thought of harming people's lives, and today's battle is indeed helpless.

If I don't fight back, I'll definitely die without a place to bury.

The shopkeepers who had been watching the bustle and the Persian merchants who lived in the shops all rushed out, although many of them were by no means good, but they had also suffered from the scourge of this gang of bandits and dared not speak out.

Today, when they saw that they were completely wiped out, they all applauded.

A few of them drew their swords and tried to take the lives of the wounded, and I hurried forward to stop them.

It has long been heard that the Persians and the Romans are old enemies, and it is true that the rumors are true, and there is no mercy for the wounded prisoners who have no power to fight back.

The reason why the Romans picked on us Orientals was not because they had more ill will towards us.

It's the abundance of goods we bring, and it seems to be weak.

Therefore, if you have abundant goods and are unable to protect yourself, your goods will be a disaster!

will be hated and plotted by all the greedy and unrighteous people in the world, and it is far less happy than a well-off family with no worries about food and clothing, and a little bit of wealth.

I am very worried about the wounded people in front of me, who were still enemies, and if our caravan is gone, these Persians in front of me will not let them survive tomorrow.

If we stay in custody and take care of it, we will inevitably be a bit of a hypocrisy, and we don't have this manpower.

When he was in a dilemma, more than a dozen monks wearing black robes and wearing a badge of "ten" on their chests walked out of the ancient castle in front of them.

The first one muttered a big call, and I couldn't understand a word.

"Brother! They were all Manichaeans, willing to take in these wounded, pray for the burial of the dead Romans, ask us to forgive these people for their sins, and God is willing to save their souls! ”

Gulando patted his horse to my side and translated loudly.

Qin Chong, Shamihan, Liu Zhen'er, Hesluer, and Langton all suffered some minor injuries to their flesh, and they had already recovered all their feather arrows, skins containing items, and horse mounts.

The Dawan horses, which had come west with our caravan, had lost five horses, and had to be supplemented by these Roman Gallic horses.

"That's great! Tell these Bodhisattvas that as long as they are willing to take in these Roman wounded, I am willing to pay 100 gold as a reward! ”

After listening to Gulando's translation, I was happy and had a little comfort in my conscience.

"100 gold? Young Lord! That's all we have to do with it, and you've given it all to these thieves? ”

Listening to the number of my gifts, Qin Chong shouted dissatisfiedly.

"We still have so much silk to be afraid of! I found that silk was much more valuable than gold on the way west! Rest assured! ”

I comforted, knowing in my heart that if Grandpa, Uncle Su, and Grandpa were on the scene, they would definitely do the same.

When Qulandoy translated my words to these Manichaeans, he saw that they kept praying with the cross "Amen, Amen" on their chests, as if to express their gratitude to me.

We must not stay in the land of right and wrong for long, in case the fleeing Romans come back with reinforcements, or if these Persians have ill intentions towards us, and we are now exhausted and cannot cope with them.

So after handing over the money and goods to the Manichaeans, we hurried out of the Persian inn, avoiding the main road, and galloping into the depths of the meadows full of wild flowers and butterflies.

There was a rolling mountain in the distance, and I was going to camp there for tonight.

"Young master, you did the right thing just now, I heard the Persian shopkeeper of the inn say that these Romans are actually poor people!"

Langton stepped forward to join me, and told us all the news he had just heard from the Persian countrymen.

"These wolf-like guys are going to be pitiful! Then the whole world will be pitiful! "Grulandau still has a lot of resentment towards these Roman thieves.

"Miss! Here's the thing, a few years ago the Roman Empire split into East and West. These Romans, whose hometowns were in Gaul in Western Rome, were unwilling to be loyal to the court of Constantinople in Eastern Rome, and since then they have been doing business in this terra nullius land! ”

The wind was whistling as he rode forward, and Langton shouted so we could hear him.

"Do you have to be a thief if the country is broken? Wouldn't it be better to be a farmer and a businessman? With their power, they can organize a caravan to dominate the world! Go to Jiankang and Chang'an in our eastern land to buy silk, go to the poisonous country to buy spices, any transaction is done, and each of them can become a super-rich family! ”

Qin Chong was deeply puzzled by the approach of these Roman swordsmen.

"It's easy to say! If it weren't for the old man who took you Qin Chong to walk on the business road for so many years, and let you go to Rome with a group of people with a reckless man, you wouldn't have such courage! ”

Regarding Qin Chong's questioning, Liu Zhen'er sneered.

In fact, everyone has many choices when they are in danger in this world! Choose between good people and evil people, but often they can't help themselves! When our Persian caravan was destroyed outside Yangguan, if I hadn't met the master, I would probably have become a wicked person on the Yangguan Road from now on! ”

Brother Langton remembered his past and couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey, it's another talisman, but it's a pity that my Taoism is too shallow! I don't have the ability to do the wicked to do good like my grandfather, benefit the people of the local world, and hurt so many lives! Sins, sins, sins! ”

Looking at the blood stains on my robe and hands, I repented deeply, as if this blood was not the blood of the wicked, but the creatures I had harmed.

"Brother, don't be sad! More than 40 strong men bullied seven of us, and they were innocent! We're doing the right thing for heaven! ”

Looking at my repentant and mournful look, Gulando comforted me loudly.

"Tao Te Ching" has a saying: The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency with more than loss.

We businessmen walk the end of the world, self-interest and the world, which can be regarded as a kind of way for heaven.

Now there are wicked people who want to harm my life and take my money and goods by the crowd, and they rise up and kill them, and what remorse do you have for it?

Gulandot's words of comfort made me feel relieved and hearty, and all my regrets were swept away.

At this moment, Qingluan, who was hovering in front of us, suddenly swooped down on the grass, and a prey was already in his pocket.

For our upcoming alfresco dinner, a fresh meat dish was added.

We hurriedly followed Gulando, beat our horses and rushed to the high slope ahead, and galloped towards the place where Qingluan fell.

When I came to the high slope to see the mountains in the distance, I saw a long river running around the mountains, sparkling under the sun, extending to the depths of the sea of grass in the distance.

At the end of the long river, there is a hazy gray city, which should be the legendary city of Herat.