Volume 2 Sea Country Cloud Sky Chapter 112 Borderlands (2)

The night was uneventful, and when we got up from our tent in the morning, Gulandot had prepared hot milk tea and naan cakes for us on the campfire.

This is also the benefit of taking a woman on the road, who will always try to make our food and drink on the way a little more delicate.

On a trip to Jiankang in China, if you want to eat hot food in the morning, unless it is an overnight stay at an inn, or during a break on the way.

Otherwise, it's all your own dry food.

Dried meat, cold cakes, and half a skin of cold water on the way for breakfast, every time I think of it, it is goosebumps all over my body, and it is also the most difficult place for me to adapt to the business trip.

After breakfast, we packed our tents and continued on our way.

After galloping on the ancient road for more than an hour, we met the first Byzantine caravan heading east.

Four or five strong, short-sleeved men in thick clothes, with Roman swords at their waists, and a few sharp javelins stuck in the quivers beside the saddle.

Two of them, like us, each led a tall Persian horse with a leather bag.

The dress of the Roman caravans to the East has always been like this, and I remember that Charles's caravanserais, and the caravans of Alexander the Elder, the elder of Amica's father, were like this.

If nothing else, the caravan leader will have a pouch full of gold coins tied to his waist, and the leather bag on the horse's back, in addition to the bag, may be filled with knick-knacks such as luminous cups and glass balls.

After a brief exchange, the end point of this group of Eastern Romans was Yancheng, the capital of Qiuzi Kingdom, and without exception they went for silk.

Many cloth merchants in Yancheng sold the silk goods brought back from Jiankang by our caravan, and the merchants who went east from Rome and Sassanid countries, many of whom went to the Western Regions, Qiuzi and Shanshan, were already at the end of their crossbows.

As long as I saw silk and bought it with my eyes closed, even though it cost at least three times the price of my caravan.

This is the business, a gold goods can be sold for hundreds of gold after countless logistics turnover thousands of miles apart, and the world is still flocking to it.

When asked about their origins, the Romans at the head did not say anything, but just patted the long sword in his hand and shook his head, which was also very obvious.

For the rest of the trip, you need to use the sword to open the way.

It was noon after crossing a hill, and when I looked down the hill, I saw a gray-brown castle on the edge of the pasture in front of meadow, and there was a huge "ten" sign above the castle.

It is made of lead and iron, and under the light of the noon sun, it emits a cold black light.

On the opposite side of the castle was an inn, with a lot of horses in the paddock behind the inn, and the halls and lodgings in front of it were also crowded.

"Young master, the popularity of this inn is good! It shouldn't be a black shop! Qin Chong shouted happily.

"Regardless of whether he is in a black shop or a white shop, go down and have a look first! Invite the brothers to drink wine and eat meat at noon! ”

I hadn't seen a shop like this for a few days, so I rode down the hill first, and the first to arrive was the Qingluan of Gulandot.

When we arrived at the door of the inn, it was already standing firmly on the "ten" shelf opposite.

Such a large bird falling from the sky really surprised the people on the field, and a Roman had already raised his javelin, ready to deliver a fatal blow.

Gulandou hurriedly whistled and summoned Qingluan back to his side.

Only then did the people at the scene notice that our group of Persian visitors with different styles could not hide the faces of the Orientals in their costumes.

Thanks to the Canaanite, Tocharian and Persian companions of Heslul, Langton, and Gulando, we didn't attract too many onlookers.

A pair of fiery eyes that have been cultivated by the long-term innkeepers, I glanced around the courtyard, and I already have seven or eight points of understanding of the guests of the store.

There must have been two caravans, one of which was the Persians from Babylon, whose horses were stronger and taller than the Gallic horses.

On the other hand, nine out of ten Babylonian merchants came to the East with them seafood, such as pearls and coral.

On the way, I am not afraid of rain, but I am afraid of falling, so the skin bag containing the goods is rough and thick.

The Roman merchants, on the other hand, seemed to be more keen to pay for their goods in gold and silver coins, and rarely carried their own specialties with them on the way, except for the necessary belongings.

Therefore, on the trade route that runs through the eastern and western countries, only our merchants from the east carried the most goods on the way, Persia and the Western Regions were the second, and the fewest was the Roman caravan.

In addition to the dozens of guys from the two caravans, there were also more than a dozen guys from the shopkeepers and merchants who greeted the merchants.

Unlike the inns in the Eastern and Western Regions, there are guys who come forward to greet guests, feed camels and horses, and take care of everything at home.

After we had tied our horses to the tethered stakes in the yard, Brother Langton volunteered to stay and take care of the horses' cargo, and wait for us to finish eating and drinking before we came back to exchange for him.

"Young master, be careful of these Romans." Langton whispered in my ear.

At this moment, two brown-haired and thick-bearded men with long swords in their hands walked past our pile of goods, seemingly unintentionally, and reached out to touch the skin on the ground.

If you are a veteran of the rivers and lakes on this road, you should already know that our more than 20 skins contain oriental silk that is more valuable than gold.

"Brothers! We're being targeted! Qin Chong, let's go to the store to buy good wine and meat! Shamihan, Gulando, and Ruhr, feed the horses! Don't leave your sword! Don't get separated! ”

I shouted as if nothing had happened, and no one among these Romans and Persians would understand what I was talking about.

After a simple order, Qin Chong and I walked into the store with Persian long knives in our hands.

A large piece of freshly roasted beef hangs from a nearby wooden shelf, and a few black loaves of bread are haphazardly placed on the wooden board of the counter.

The butcher-like man stared at us with blood-red eyes, like a lost lamb.

Black shop, two words popped up in my mind, and it was a blatant black shop.

I pointed to the barbecue and motioned for the man to cut it in half, and all the black bread on the table was bandaged for me.

The man saw what I was doing, put all the beef and bread I asked for into the leather bag I had brought with him, took up the key to the table, smiled wickedly, and shouted loudly in Persian which we did not understand.

Obviously, he was asking if we could stay at the hotel and if there were vacant rooms in the inn.

I smiled and shook my head, and when I paid the bill with the gold coins, I found that Shamihan was already fighting with a Roman outside, and the onlookers let out a beastly cry.

"What's going on?" I asked Gu Landuo eagerly, Qin Chong and Liu Zhen'er were using their fastest speed to re-tie the skin bag to the horse's back.

The shopkeepers and past merchants may have been accustomed to such scenes of murder and fighting, and no one stepped forward to persuade them to make peace.

"Brother, this Roman is trying to tease me!"

Gulandot roared fiercely, machete in hand glaring at the Romans who were smiling at us.

The exit of the yard has been blocked, and in the eyes of these barbarians, we merchants of the East are already fish in their bowls.

Now they were watching a game of gladiators and beasts, and I had heard Amica say that the city of Rome was full of gladiatorial arenas.

"Qin Chong, you are responsible for protecting Gulando! Liu Zhen'er, Hesluer, when you break through in a while, you two will find a way to open the door! Langton, ask your fellow Persian what the hell is going on! ”

Gulandot may have been seen by these people to be a daughter, and the word "flirtation" is like two sharp knives stuck in my chest.

If Grandpa and they were here, how could it be the turn of these thieves to be so rampant!

"Old man, step aside! Let me! ”

Seeing that Shamihan was cornered by the Roman sword, I jumped into the circle with a loud roar.

Grandpa's original Wei's knife technique has finally come in handy.

When the Roman saw that I, a little man who was a head shorter than him, dared to come and challenge, he laid down Shamihan and struck at me with his sword, wishing to stab me at his feet in a single turn.

I have already been angry, where to give this pig a chance, at the moment when the swords collided, approached the other party's side with lightning speed.

The blade of the knife was straightened, and the abdomen of the Romans who rushed across had already pierced a hole.

With a howl, the huge body fell to the ground with a bang.

Someone died at the hands of a knife, and I couldn't understand how this Roman could be so vulnerable.

A dozen or so Romans, seeing their bleeding companions, did not think of help, but drew their swords and besieged me.

The shopkeeper was afraid that the matter would be too big and he would not be able to do business on the road in the future, so he took the initiative to open the courtyard door.

"Young master, get on the horse!"

Liu Zhen'er, Sha Mihan covered left and right, Qin Chong rode his horse to the side and shouted loudly, while Gu Landuo, Hesrul, and Langton had already rushed to the grassland outside the courtyard.

The Romans did not give up, and they had already held their shields and long signs, and set up a long line of horses on the trade road, which numbered twice as many as the others in the courtyard, and there were about thirty men.

It seems that they have not done this kind of internal and external business once or twice.

The courtyard can't be handled, so they wantonly intercept and kill on this boundless grassland.

The guilt of manslaughter has been replaced by anger and fear, and we are faced with a desperate situation with no choice.

If we don't defeat this gang of thieves, there is no chance that the seven of us will survive, and we will die a miserable death.

"Young master, let's disperse and retreat quickly! These Romans did not bid as long as bows and arrows, and we were safe when we ran out of the range of javelins! ”

Hesrul, who had dealt with the Roman army, shouted loudly, his voice full of fear of bidding.

"Now we'll be done as soon as we retreat! Keep your eyes wide open, and don't care about anything! As long as people don't die, it's okay! ”

I have made preparations to sacrifice all my mounts, using my mount's body and cargo skin as cover for a chance at melee combat.

As long as we get close to fighting with swords, we still have a chance to win by three points.

As he spoke, the Roman horsemen roared, followed by bids that flew like locusts.