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The cavalry chasing from afar, although fully armed, could be seen carefully, and the cavalry of the Jin Kingdom was only a small part.

This team, the cavalry of the Jin Kingdom wearing standard armor, only has more than ten people. And the remaining twenty or so people are all wearing pitch-black armor, with black cloth around their faces, and they can't see their faces.

These more than 20 black-armored cavalrymen rode horses that were different from Lu Zheng's Mongolian horses. The horses ridden by the black-armored cavalry were all tall horses of Arab origin.

These black-armored knights all carried double swords on their backs, and they immediately had crossbows hanging on them.

The crossbow is one of the most practical and sharp long-range weapons in this era, in addition to loading complex muskets.

This kind of weapon, which can only be equipped in the armies of various countries, is a prohibited weapon.

They have uniform armor, uniform weapons, and unified mounts.

Only one red-armored knight at the head of the list, with the exception.

The knight was dressed in red lacquered armor and was emaciated, but he was armed with a huge saber.

This red-armored knight rode a tall, white horse. Gallop up, extremely fast, and incomparably powerful.

It turned out that after Lu Zheng and they left. The dead Khitan noble merchant, the steward of the caravan sent out to deliver goods, returned.

Seeing that his leader was dead, he was still dying so miserably. The steward of the caravan was furious.

After asking the innkeeper, I knew the general situation.

At this time, the garrison of Jin Guo, which was responsible for the security of this small city, also came.

The manager of the Khitan caravan, after listening to the shopkeeper's statement, knew that Lu Zheng and his party were not easy to deal with. Just these few soldiers of the Jin Kingdom didn't have much effect.

So the steward, who spent a lot of money, hired a team, a large organization, professional mercenaries.

As mentioned earlier, this small city is a transit point for merchants from all over the world.

So why is this transit station set up here?

Because, here, the Steppe Silk Road!

Historically, there were three Silk Roads.

The first Silk Road: the "Steppe Silk Road" from the north to the Mongolian Plateau, and then westward to the northern foot of the Tianshan Mountains into Central Asia.

The second Silk Road: the "Southwest Silk Road" with rugged mountain roads from Chang'an to CD to India.

The third Silk Road: the "Maritime Silk Road" from Guangzhou, Quanzhou, Hangzhou, Yangzhou and other coastal cities, from the South Seas to the Arabian Sea, and even as far as the east coast of Africa.

Now, Lu Zheng is in this parallel world. These Silk Roads are still thriving. and the trajectory in history, it is different.

Historically, the Tang Dynasty gradually declined after the Anshi Rebellion.

Tibet's Tibetans crossed the Kunlun Mountains and marched northward and occupied most of the Western Regions. In the northern region of the Tang Dynasty, wars continued for many years. The output of silk and porcelain has been declining.

Merchants are also interested in self-preservation, rather than traveling. The Silk Road is gradually moving towards a low point.

By the time of the Northern Song Dynasty, the territory was greatly reduced, and the imperial court could not control the Hexi Corridor.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, it was impossible to set foot in the northwest region. The decline of the Silk Road is becoming more and more obvious.

The rise of the Maritime Silk Road is gradually replacing the overland Silk Road.

During the Mongol and Yuan dynasties, Mongolia launched three expeditions to the west and south, and its territory was greatly expanded.

In addition, the establishment of post roads and the restoration of the Eurasian transportation network have made the long-distance trafficking activities of international caravans flourish again in the vast territory of Europe and Asia.

"Marco Polo's Travels" wrote: In the outer city of the Yuan capital, there were often "countless merchants" and "a large number of merchants" coming and going. There were many inns and large inns for camel caravans.

Travelers are divided into designated inns according to different races. It is not only a different race, but also a foreign businessman.

This was hired to hunt down Lu Zheng, more than 20 black-armored knights. They all belong to a large, large mercenary organization.

This organization is specifically responsible for undertaking business escorts for caravans from all over the world on the Silk Road.

To put it bluntly, it's a professional mercenary.

As long as you give money, the money is enough. That is, only recognize money, not people.

The Khitan merchant who was killed by Lu Zheng was originally a slave trader. No matter what pickling business, as long as there is money to be made, he will do it.

He often sent his guards to capture homeless or lone travelers.

Sometimes, he has a crush on beautiful women. Just like when he was in the Jinguo Inn, he treated Shang Qingqing like he did and robbed people directly.

Since he is a slave trader, how can he not sell beautiful women and children?

This kind of capitalless business has made him a lot of money. And it's not just about making money.

He often gave the selected women with good looks to some people who had interests with him.

This Khitan merchant has a lot of doors.

The steward of his caravan was his own uncle.

When my uncle saw that his nephew died, could he not be in a hurry?

He spent all the gold and silver he had brought. Hire, temporarily staying in this small city, the strongest team of mercenaries.

These mercenaries come from various countries. They lick the blood at the tip of the knife all day long, and live a life of death. What you earn is the money you work for.

Among these people, there is no shortage of masters. Especially, the people who were sent down by the organization to lead the team.

This group of people, at an extremely fast speed, gradually approached the place where Lu Zheng and them were resting.

When they were less than a mile away from Lu Zheng and them.

The leader in red armor stared ahead. Suddenly, he slammed the reins of the horse. The war horse galloping at high speed, the man stood up and stopped.

"There's a campfire in front! Tymas, you take someone to find out. "The knight in red armor, speak.

Listening to the voice, it was actually a woman. And, she said, Kazakh!

The cavalry of the Jin Kingdom saw the black-armored cavalry stop. They were all a little baffled and stopped as well.

They couldn't understand what the woman was saying, but they didn't dare to come up and question her. Just stop there and wait and see.

A black-armored knight rode over on horseback: "Courland, after I go over, if I find the other party, it is the person we are looking for." I will shoot rockets, as a signal. If not, I'll shoot a rattling arrow. ”

This emaciated Kazakh woman in red armor and with a broadsword is called, Kurlan.

She is a gold medal samurai with strong combat power in the mercenary organization.

According to common sense, with her identity, she would not have come to the small city of Jinguo.

This time, too, is a coincidence. Her task was to escort a team of noble merchants from Samarkand. The destination is Dahua.

The city of Samarkand, Uzbekistan, is one of the oldest cities in Central Asia. Records of it date back to the 5th century BC.

The Sogdians, who were good at business, built Samarkand into a beautiful capital.

In the 4th century B.C., when Alexander the Great of the Macedonian Empire captured the city, he could not help but exclaim: "Everything I have heard is true." It's just that the city of Samarkand is more spectacular than I imagined! ”

Samarkand is now more spectacular and richer than it was then.

The uncle of the Khitan merchant, who spent a lot of money. Go to the mercenary contact point and ask for a mercenary, the most powerful mercenary.

Through the point of contact set up by the mercenary weaver, Courland was sent to take on this temporary, hunt-and-kill mission.

The knight named Temas, with two men, dismounted and sneaked away.

Courland immediately stabbed his sword, and with a pair of shining eyes, he carefully stared in the direction of the campfire in front of him. She also had a silk scarf around her face, and she couldn't see her face.

Probably over, a cup of tea.

In the dark night sky ahead, a bright rocket soared into the sky......