Chapter Forty-Five: How Much Is It?

Wang Yangming glanced at him, thinking to himself, I had heard that several of Boyan's personal soldiers around him had committed crimes, and it was true, but the first person Wang Yangming saw when he first came to this world was Buren Bayar, a merchant who came to the Central Plains from Khorezm, and frankly said that if Bayar hadn't invited him to a meal at that time and provided him with a camp to rest, he would have frozen to death on the grassland that night.

He shook his head and said, "Brother Gu, let's fight as soldiers in order to protect our family and defend the country." Professional soldiers should only challenge professional soldiers, and harming civilians is not a heroic act. I look at these caravans, and we still pretend not to see them. ”

Gu Xifeng saw that what he said was reasonable, so he had to nod and not speak.

As he spoke, the caravan had approached, and the front team had already spotted the Eagle Yang army resting in the desert, and they were startled. The people of the caravan cautiously avoided the position of the Eagle Yang Army, and even the sound of the camel bell was lowered, and for a time only the quiet wind could be heard between heaven and earth.

Wang Yangming felt embarrassed, and immediately sent a sentry to the heart of the Anna caravan, and the sentry shouted in the direction of the caravan: "Where are you people from, don't be nervous, we are the army of the Xia people, we will not attack you, hurry over and don't stop." ”

There was a young man at the front of the caravan, who looked very shrewd and capable, and this man said in fluent Chinese: "The villain is brave, and he will never dare to offend the tiger power of the military masters." The villain is a merchant from Khorezm, who goes to the country of the Great Moon Clan to sell some specialties, and he goes, and he leaves. ”

When Wang Yangming heard him speak, his heart moved, and he stepped forward and said, "That young man, you said that you are from Khorezm?

Seeing that Wang Yangming seemed to be the leader of this vote, the young man hurriedly dismounted and replied: "The villain doesn't dare to insult the adult. The villain's surname is Bayar, and his name is Jeanbu. According to our Khorezm name rules, the villain's full name is Jean Bubayar. ”

Wang Yangming asked, "Do you know an old gentleman in your country named Buren Bayar?" who is also a foot merchant. ”

A look of surprise appeared on Bubayar's face, and he returned: "How do adults know the villain's uncle?"

It turns out that there is such a coincidental thing in the world, and this Jean Bubayar is the nephew of the Buren Bayar back then.

Wang Yangming secretly said that it was fate, and at that moment, please let Bubayar come to his army, and said: "I won't tell you anything, I had a relationship with Daddy Bayar a year ago. Later, we encountered grass bandits, but fortunately my master came to the rescue, otherwise Daddy Bayar and I would have died. I just don't know if Daddy returned to Khorezm later?"

Sadness appeared on Bubayar's face, and he said in a low voice: "Lord Hui, my uncle has not heard from me since that time when I passed through the grassland from the country to Handi. I heard rumors from my compatriots who had returned from afar that my father's entire caravan had been killed by the grass bandits. ”

Wang Yangming was shocked, and wondered: "How can this be? My master made a move, how could a mere grass bandit be his opponent." And I once asked my master, and he said that Daddy Bayar later left the grassland and continued to the Han land. ”

Hearing what he said, Jean Bhubayar hurriedly asked, "The adult is not deceiving the villain, is he? As the adults said, maybe my uncle is still alive in this world. It's only been a year, and it stands to reason that if he is still alive, he should return to Khorezm, or at least ask someone to bring a message back. Why has there been no news so far? ”

Wang Yangming didn't know why Buren Bayar didn't have any news back to Khorezm, so he comforted the man a few words at the moment, and said: "Maybe my father was delayed by something in the Han land, so he has not been allowed to go back, no matter what, living is the best thing." ”

Jean Bubayar nodded and said, "Thank you for this good news that your lord has brought me, when I finish selling my things in the Great Moon Clan, I will definitely go to Handi to find my uncle." ”

The caravan said goodbye to everyone, but Wang Yangming secretly felt strange in his heart, when he asked San Yisheng where Bayar went, and San Yisheng personally confirmed that Bayar was indeed not dead. But looking at this young man's words, Bayar is afraid that nine times out of ten, he is no longer alive. If Bayar really died, how did he die? Could it be that San Yisheng was late in the rescue and couldn't save Bayar? But why didn't he tell himself clearly?

After resting for an hour, Wang Yangming ordered the march to continue. At this time, it was the hottest time of the day, and the sergeants were wearing heavy armor, so they were naturally sweating profusely. Wang Yangming asked everyone to take out the sunshade robe specially prepared by the service camp for the Eagle Yang Army to put on, slightly resisting the fierce sun.

It turned out that Wang Yangming knew from the encyclopedia that black absorbs heat and white is reflective, so he went to the old subordinates of the service camp to sew a hundred sets of white robes, which are very wide and can cover people's heads and torsos to avoid sun exposure and dehydration, but the white robe alone is too monotonous, so he asked the service camp to sew bright red cloud accessories on the white robe, which looks beautiful and beautiful. Everyone hid their bodies under the white robes, and suddenly felt a lot better.

After walking like this until the evening, people gradually became sleepy and tired, and Wang Yangming had to order to camp again to rest. After the sun goes down, the temperature in the desert drops very quickly, and it will reach below zero after a while, everyone found some shuttle wood, thorn wood to set up a bonfire, Gu Xifeng and others are good at surviving in the desert, and now they hunted a few gerbils along the animal fecal tracks, skinned and roasted on the fire. Wang Yangming saw that this gerbil looked gray and ugly, so he wondered: "Brother Gu, is it really okay to eat this rat meat?"

Gu Xifeng ate with relish, and said vaguely: "Little brother, you don't know this." The meat of gerbils is delicious in the world, and gerbils only eat thorn fruits in the desert, and the inside of the stomach is the cleanest, which is completely different from the concept of mice. If you don't believe it, you taste it, and you will never forget it once you eat it. ”

Wang Yangming saw that he was sincere, so he had the courage to catch a roasted charred gerbil, closed his eyes and carefully ate it, and sure enough, the meat was delicious and the aftertaste was endless. Hurriedly opened his eyes, revealing extremely satisfied eyes, and chewed heavily.

Su Mu and Shen Qingdai didn't dare to eat it, but when they saw Wang Yangming take a bite, they immediately stopped eating, thinking that this thing must be delicious, so they all came to grab it. Gu Xifeng and the others had only captured a few dozen gerbils, and this time the monk had more porridge and less porridge, so Gu Xifeng protected the food, and said urgently: "No, no, you have to eat it yourself!

Wang Yangming laughed: "You old Gu is so forced that you even use classical Chinese." Forget it, I won't rob you. ”