If you ask, in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, what would be the profession of the person who walked the farthest in the world?

The answer must be: businessmen.

If you ask who in the world has the most adventurous spirit and pioneering courage?

Answer: Still a businessman!

Whether it is the smoky swamps of the southern wilderness or the boundless grasslands outside the Saiwai, as long as they can bring enough profits, they will leave the footprints of the caravan.

From the Han Dynasty in the east to the ancient Roman Empire in the west, it is necessary to cross the narrow Yumen Ancient Road, climb the towering green mountains, walk through the Gobi Desert, known as the Sea of Death, and dodge the iron hoof scimitar of the great cannibal, which is such an almost impassable journey, but it is forced by the caravan pursuing profits to walk out of a famous road Silk Road!

The price of a piece of silk in Luoyang was one tael of gold, but the price in ancient Rome was a full hundred taels of gold, and under the temptation of a hundredfold profit, caravans from the East appeared on the streets of Rome.

The cost of a jar of spirits only needs a small half bag of silk in the interior of the Central Plains, but in the Huns, it can be exchanged for two excellent war horses that have not been castrated, and the profit between them is even more than a hundred times, so the caravan appeared on the Saibei grassland.

The Han Dynasty and the Xiongnu have been fighting and making peace for hundreds of years, but whether it is the most tense war era or the relatively relaxed peace period, the trade between the two sides has never stopped, and the main way of trade is smuggling.

Trade, sometimes, is also a form of warfare.

When a war breaks out between two countries, the manifestation of confrontation is not limited to real fights, but also affects trade.

The Han Dynasty forbade the export of materials such as iron, salt, and grain, while the Xiongnu forbade the entry of fine stallions, horsehair, horns, cowhides and other materials that could be used for military purposes.

But trade between human beings can never be stopped, and the more it is banned, the more profitable and exciting it will be.

Maybe... To a certain extent, the love of chaos and the preference for darkness seem to be the underlying factors of human beings, so although they know that some areas are surrounded by dangerous aura, there are still countless people pouring into them one after another.

So these smugglers were born!

Gao Mu and Niu Mang, leading a group of cavalry, walked in the direction of Gao Zhi's finger for a short time, and sure enough, they saw a new caravan, about 300 people, driving more than 30 vehicles, which were full of various goods.

The people who pressed the car, all dressed in green clothes and hats, were neatly dressed, and it seemed that they should be sent by a big business.

At this time, there was a young man in white standing on the carriage, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, handsome and abnormal, and he was commanding his subordinates to surround the vehicle and prepare to camp.

Next to the young man in white, there was also a cute boy in Tsing Yi of the same age, holding a small package in his arms, seemingly a servant serving him.

"It's supposed to be them, go! We surrounded them and stopped them from going. Gao Mu's eyes lit up, and he greeted Niu Mang beside him.

"Tata Tower..."

The sound of horses' hooves approached, and the guards of the Zhen family looked up, and from miles away, people and horses rushed in.

The caravan came to a standstill, and in front of them, a group of soldiers and horses came out of the caravan.

The ordinary county soldiers are wearing leather armor, and this group of soldiers and horses are all wearing iron armor, and the weapons in their hands are not ordinary goods at first glance, they are all iron knives of water.

At the head was a grim-looking young man, dressed in leather armor, with a long-handled saber at his waist, and a bow and arrow on his back, and looking at the heavy calluses on his fingers, and his shining eyes, it was obvious that he was an archer.

At the moment, the guards guarding the caravan were vigilant to each other with swords in their hands.

In this gray grassland area, there is no friendship between people, friends who are together today may become enemies tomorrow, and today's enemies may gather together tomorrow to drink and talk.

In this world where the knife speaks, everything is indifferent.

"Don't act rashly!"

As if sensing their thoughts, the young man raised his bow and arrows, and his voice remained calm.

Gao Mu patted the yellow dust on his shirt. Although the road was dusty, but on his face. But there was a slight hint of joy.

This time he successfully intercepted the caravan of the Zhen family, although he didn't know what Gao Zhi wanted to do, but it didn't prevent him, using bows and arrows to make it difficult for these people to move an inch!

His quick arrow can be called a hundred shots, whether it is a bird in the sky or a hare in the grass, no one under his hands can escape with his life.

With such accurate archery, even the Huns, who were known for their mounted archery, could be regarded as marksmen.

At the same time, the burly Niu Mang, also in a hurry, led a team of dozens of people over, all of whom were dressed in cowhide armor, carrying bows and arrows, and sharp scimitars at their waists.

The son of the caravan hid in the crowd, looking at such an army, suddenly felt his mouth dry and swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

However, he stood expressionlessly in the support of the team, but in that pair of eyes.

There was a frenzied rage swirling around it.

????“ Young master, the back is also surrounded, and we have no way out. A somewhat embarrassed housekeeper squeezed in from behind and said in a low voice.

"Sure enough... Well done! Clenched his fists tightly, took a deep breath of cold air, tried to keep his reason from being swallowed up by anger, and said lightly: "Since you can't escape, then let's fight to the death, if you want to pay attention to my Zhen family's caravan, and don't pay the price of letting them blood, how can you do it?" ”

While gritting his teeth, his body trembled slightly, and the anger in his heart was gradually eroding his wisdom.

"What? Want to resist? You guys give it a try! See if you're fast, or if you're fast! ”

Gao Mu just nodded slightly to Niu Mang, who had also arrived, and then slowly turned around, his face with a slight smile suddenly became hideous like Shura, and his cold gaze made the young master of the Zhen family, who had finally mustered up his courage, his scalp slightly tingle.

"Oops... Misunderstand! A misunderstanding! ”

At this time, the person in charge of the caravan stepped forward, grabbed the young master and turned around again, with a smile on his face.

This is a fat man who is no more than five feet tall and four feet wide, with a festive appearance, no matter who he looks at, he is smiling and greeting, nodding his head and waist very politely.

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