Ankara made a fuss because of Lao Luo, a caravan of more than 100 people, but the specific parties were very strange that no one was asking, just ups and downs in the upper echelons.

Of course, this is the benefit after a big trouble, Ning Jiao people are afraid of Mo Jiao people love, there are no more gangsters around Lao Luo's camp who dare to make trouble, and there are no more corrupt people who dare to tempt, three hundred and ninety-two lives are enough for people to understand the strength of this team, although there are still curious and exploratory eyes around.

Such a situation is unavoidable, in this era strong is the basis of survival, especially strong combat ability, is the first prerequisite for independent existence.

This is Lao Luo's purpose of survival - no matter who you are, I will subdue you first before speaking, the senseless pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is just to make trouble for yourself, and all the bullshit and mischief things will come to the door, do you want to do something? Of course, this is different from Li Zhan and even Zhang Lu's concept, so Li Zhan said to Lao Luo: "San Lang, isn't this a bit too arrogant?" ”

After being together for so many days, Lao Luo has long understood the descendants of these artisan battalions, which are typical of the Chinese way of thinking in later generations, Taoguang raises obscurity and makes money - to put it bluntly, it is a bit cynical, which is inseparable from Zhang Lu's tutor, and Li Zhan is not a pure military background, but Lao Luo is not, he is a typical hawkish military style, "Uncle Zhan, it's not that we are arrogant, what do you think, if you follow your intentions, you can make money with harmony?" ”

"Well, this, Byzantium is also a civilized country, so it won't be so unreasonable, right?" Li Zhan analyzed with some hesitation.

"Hehe," Lao Luo smiled bitterly helplessly, "Uncle Zhan, you must know that this is not the Tang Dynasty that pays attention to the rule of filial piety, nor is it a Huaxia that pays attention to benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith, this is a world where the winner is king, and this is a place where only the strong have the right to speak." ”

"The right to speak?" This word made Li Zhan a little confused, and he pondered for a while before saying, "San Lang refers to the power to speak?" ”

"That's right, the weak don't have the right to speak here." Lao Luo explained by the way: "If we swallowed our anger yesterday, then what would have happened? That Antiano will snatch our tall horse away, and then Siniang will also be humiliated, that will be a shame for us men, and the people around us will be scattered, and then the people around us will stare at us like wolves until our team dissipates and disappears. ”

"Don't exaggerate without Saburo, there are always kind people in the world." What Lao Luo said was very large and reasonable, but Li Zhan still felt that maybe Lao Luo was too extreme.

"Uncle Zhan, pin your hopes on the kindness of others? Isn't that expected the executioner's conscience to find out? Lao Luo knew that this might not be Li Zhan's meaning alone, but Zhang Lu didn't come over to ask, if Li Zhan asked, it was just that Lao Luo would look at Li Zhan's face and not have prejudices. It's just that Lao Luo is really impatient with such a concept of survival, so his attitude is a little blunt, "It's better to hold the handle of the knife in your own hand than in someone else's hand, Uncle Zhan think about it carefully." ”

After speaking, Lao Luo turned around and walked out of the tent, this kind of dialogue may not be the first time, but Lao Luo is still a little difficult to imagine the views of the Chinese people. However, maybe it's because Li Zhan who spoke or Zhang Lu behind him These people are just the internal stewards of the craftsman battalion, and they are at most good at civil affairs, and when it comes to foreign policy, such people have no sense of right and wrong at all. Of course, there is another possibility, it is just a temptation of people like Li Zhan and Zhang Lu to test themselves, to test whether they can become the people who lead them, but this question cannot be asked for the time being.

Thinking of returning to the East, perhaps he would have to have such an argument with others, he couldn't help but exhale a little irritably.

"Boss, are you a little sulky?" Alki, who had always followed behind Lao Luo, spoke, "Why don't we go find a few guides." ”

That's right, no matter what, what needs to be done still has to be done, Lao Luo never worries that he can't find suitable people, and the big deal is that those who can't cooperate will be sent to Song Guo when the time comes. Thinking of this, Lao Luo glanced at Alki, but there was no need to praise him, "Well, that's a good point, go call a few people, and let's go around together." ”

said that he was going out for a walk, but he couldn't move the place right away, and arranged for Gonzhas to protect the camp, although it had already shocked the crowd in Ankara, but the necessary caution was not missing, and then he took Olki, Naga, Mnachi, and the big man Stan out together, for safety, Lao Luo didn't even bring Li Ji.

It's not that I'm worried that something won't protect the woman, but now Ankara itself is really not familiar with it, and unnecessary risks should be avoided.

Ankara's square district is chaotic, not that there is no order, but the people here are too mixed, Hebrews with six-pointed stars sewn into their hats, gypsies in loose skirts and unkempt hair, Bedouins rampaging with scimitars around their waists, and Persians with curly beards in pointed hats...... Pretty much every race you can think of, there's it here.

There are still many Lao Luo who can't tell their origins, but Olki can tell some of them, and Naga and Mnaqi haven't followed Lao Luo casually for a long time, and they are also a little excited.

Lao Luo wandered around with a few strong men very casually, but he was not worried about encountering something that could not be solved.

"Naga, you've been doing well lately." This kid finally knows how to cooperate with the team's attack, and he is no longer rushing and slamming like before, Lao Luo praised him with some relief.

"Huh." Naga, who was getting burlier and burlier, didn't know how to say anything about self-humility, just grabbed the pigtails on his head and smirked.

"Boss, Naga is still thinking about his big hammer, and he always says that it is not good to use a big shield." Mnachi unveiled his old bottom on the side.

"Well, it's really not refreshing to cooperate in combat, but as a warrior, you must not only know how to attack, but also know how to defend and cooperate, and that's what Naga lacks now." Lao Luo commented on it, and he didn't care about Mnaqi's words, the two were from the same tribe, so they would never tear each other down, but urged each other like brothers.

"The boss is right, I didn't get hurt at all yesterday." Naga often made himself look like a bloody man, and now he has a chance to express himself.

"It's really good, and Mnaqi's shooting skills have improved very quickly." Lao Luo is still very concerned about these two people who originally followed him, after all, from East Africa all the way to West Asia, the two of them also proved themselves with their own performance.

"It's okay, but a few guys are improving faster, and the results are good every time." Mnachi is a rigorous character, does not boast or belittle himself, and can always find his own learning goals.

"Schaefer, Mossa, and Fehrman are all originally from the mountain community, and they were the first to use archery." Alki added on the side, talking about several fellow gladiators who were originally with him.

Lao Luo didn't expect that there were still people from the mountain tribes under his command, and he knew a few people that Olki said, but he couldn't talk about understanding them, and it seemed that he could train a team of mountain warriors in the future. He nodded at Alki knowingly, and there was some commotion in the distance, but when he looked over, he found that it was two groups of people arguing, but it was difficult to determine where it was, "Olki, do you know where that is from?" ”

"It seems to be guys from the mountains of the Caucasus, they are very savage warriors, it is said that they are not afraid of the cold, and the other group should be the Oghuz, they are very close to the Turks." Alki also watched carefully for a while before coming to this conclusion.

"Not afraid of the cold? What nonsense, what's cold in this land? Stan, who had never interjected, said that this guy was from the waters of Northern Europe, which was really cold.

Everyone laughed and followed Lao Luo to get closer to see the excitement.

The quarrelsome guy was indeed from the mountains of the Caucasus, and the other group was, as Orki said, the Oghuz. Both sides are guys who are unwilling to compromise, and if it weren't for the patrol soldiers from Ankara next to them, I'm afraid a fight would have started a long time ago.

"Seljuk dogs, why do you want to rob whatever price you say?" The man who spoke was a tall fellow, wearing only what looked like a sheepskin vest on his upper body, and only short knee-high leather pants underneath, with knotted muscles, and spoke in a strange Latin accent, with a thick tongue-curling voice.

"The barbarians from the mountains, do you know how to negotiate prices? Why do you say what the price is, and you want to buy it when you see it? The other party was not ambiguous, although the person who spoke was not as tall as the other party, but the momentum was not weak at all. It's just that his words correspond to half of the other party, but he loses the most important point, the Seljuks are not welcome in Ankara, and if these people are related to the Seljuks, then their business will not want to go well.

Next to the short man, a man wearing a sheepskin robe with a turban around his head spoke, "We are Oghuz, not some Seljuk doglegs, buying and selling things is buying and selling things, the price is not suitable and you don't want to sell, you keep it yourself, do you think my scimitar is not sharp?" ”

As soon as he finished saying this, the blood on both sides suddenly surged up, and it became a mess.

The power balance between the two sides is about the same, and Lao Luo is not worried that the two sides will not agree and the fight will affect him, so he simply squints his eyes and watches, while pondering the information contained in it in his heart.

It should be the Caucasians who speak in a thick tongue Yes, the ancestors of the Georgians in later generations do not seem to be a tribe that is easy to deal with, and they are going to the East, so there is no need to have any contact with the Caucasians for the time being.

As for the other side, who call themselves the Oghuz, are they separating themselves from the Turks? The records in the history books are always chaotic, especially the changes in Central Asia, which are even more chaotic, every time a kingdom declines, it is accompanied by the reshuffling of civilization, the original written records are destroyed, and the new kingdom rewrites history from its own interests, which directly leads to the fact that later generations can not figure out how the changes during this period of time.

The Oghuz people, in fact, were also part of the Turkic Alliance, and due to the difference in Eastern and Western written records, it is difficult to distinguish the relationship between the nine surnames Oghuz and the nine surnames of Zhaowu. Later, when Lao Luo was training mobile troops in Western Xinjiang, some people said that the two were one, both originated from the Dayue clan, and were later classified into the Turkic Alliance, but the Turks were really not a complete whole, and internal battles and fights between each other were commonplace.

Lao Luo agrees with this statement, but according to historical records, this time should be the time when the Qarakhanid Kingdom was prosperous, could it be that the Oghuz people were ready to break away from the Turkic alliance?