The remnants of the charcoal-burning bandits found that the leader had not moved, most of the partners they knew around him had died, and those who could run had already run away, and the rest of the people were also demoralized, and they had no fighting spirit to continue fighting.

As the qin girl took advantage of the sudden halt of the wind and sand, she launched more than a dozen cactus poison needles in one breath, and after the person who was hit blinked, all of them foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground, their faces quickly turned black, and they became swollen at a speed visible to their eyes.

The rest of the people who were still desperate really couldn't hold on anymore, especially when they saw such a terrifying scene, they let out the desperate roars of the beasts that fell into the trap, and then ran desperately and fled into the depths of the vast desert, even giving up the steel chariot worth thousands of gold.

The piano girl, who originally wanted to pursue, saw Loulan's mercenary brother put away his whip, and the sharpshooter/scud/swordsman who was also from the east also stopped the pursuit and immediately understood.

There is a long-standing proverb in the desert: the wounded beast is the most dangerous, and the counterattack before death kills the best hunter.

The desert sword girls also did not pursue, they were good at hand-to-hand combat, lurking, and camouflage, but they only did not have the training to track and seek the enemy, as for Ye Zhiqiu did not get up, but he remembered the lesson of "every time the forest does not enter, the poor do not chase".

Besides, this battle has been won by its own side, and it is important to keep the caravan's goods, so there is no need to divide the manpower to pursue and kill the enemy. The remnants of the charcoal burning party have suffered such serious losses, and they will not make a big move again in the short term.

The belated caravan guards finally came out to clean up the battlefield, and just now they were hiding behind the back of the pack beast and shivering, but now they are actively mending their knives, looting loot and belongings, and busily cutting off people's heads, the panicked look on their faces has quietly disappeared, and they have been replaced by a bloodthirsty and aggressive face.

However, after the battle just now, the snake master and others who were hired with a lot of money were respected by the caravan guards, and Ye Zhiqiu, who single-handedly turned the tide of the battle, won the respect of everyone, including the caravan owner.

The Oriental people who picked it up on the edge of the desert never expected to do a good deed and get such a rich reward. The caravan owner rubbed the rings on his finger and wanted to take off one of them and give it to Ye Zhiqiu as a thank you gift.

However, Ye Zhiqiu politely declined, claiming that he was repaying the caravan boss for saving his life, and he did not ask for anything in return.

Such a generous, frank and sincere attitude immediately won the respect of the caravan owner Oak, the most important thing was that he was reluctant to put the rings on his fingers, after all, each one was worth a thousand gold, inlaid with aria-like gemstones, unique and valuable.

It didn't take long for the caravan guards who were cleaning the battlefield to collect the loot and wait for the caravan boss to see it. I have to say that the charcoal burners are indeed poor, including the leader Gosim, the gold and silver ornaments on their bodies are pitiful, and even the rings that are the status symbol of the desert dwellers cannot be counted as ten fingers, which can be regarded as poor.

Where did their money go? Look at the steel and steam chariots lying around, each one of them is a technological creation worth a thousand gold, and with enough coal and water, they can exert the majesty of a thousand war beasts and crush any camel cavalry in the desert, even the flying camel legions of the Holy Land.

Ye Zhiqiu clearly knew the value of these steel chariots, relying on his great achievements and unique status, he deliberately came to the caravan boss's side, considered the words, and then proposed softly.

"Broken steel chariots are dismantled into parts and taken away, especially the most critical steam engine, and do not leave any leftovers for the bandits, not even a rivet. The rest, which is not broken, collects coal and water, divides them into even portions, and moves at a constant speed, which should be able to hold out to the next supply point, the oasis. When the time comes, leave a few intact seat trumps, and sell the rest that can be sold, at least for a large sum of money!"

When the caravan owner Oak heard this idea, his eyes lit up. That's right, these steel chariots are valuable and have a high technological content. Previously, the legendary monarch Saladin X once used this weapon to defeat the crusading army of the barbarian empire, establish a great reputation, and then ascend to the top to become the lord of the desert.

As long as it is a profitable business, it can attract the attention of the caravan owner Oak, after all, his heart has long fallen into the eyes of money, and he can no longer tolerate other things.

Woman, wine, slave, love...... Come on, those are all illusory things, and what can be bought with money is goods, and they are not treasures at all, nor can they be said to be unique.

The caravan owner Oak couldn't help but stand on tiptoe, and gently patted Ye Zhiqiu's shoulder in an equal position: "Good guy, you gave me a good idea, a deal worth tens of thousands, I can't miss it." Selling these steel steam chariots, my business resume will definitely have the reputation of an arms dealer. ”

After saying that, he couldn't help but laugh wildly, a series of "hahahaha", thinking that he was going to make a windfall, the caravan owner Oak's eyes lit up, and he let out a bright light.

Ye Zhiqiu saw the unknown crazy side of the caravan boss, and couldn't help but nod lightly, and said secretly in his heart: "This is a money fan! Of course, no one who can succeed is lucky, and his face may also be a disguise of personality. After all, successful businessmen are all people with a thousand faces, who talk to people when they see people, talk nonsense when they see them, and play with language and writing very well!"

After only half a day of coming here, Ye Zhiqiu found that everything he knew was very limited according to his own observations, perhaps because the civilization of the entire world had shifted.

The invention of the steam engine, the start of industrial civilization, and the explosive growth of productivity turned out to be a pan-desert empire spanning three continents, not Europa, a group of dark medieval feudal estates that were neither sacred nor roman, and completely ruled by blonde and blue-eyed barbarians.

Several crusades, hundreds of years of exchanges through wars, did not allow the HRE barbarians to snatch enough civilization from the side of the desert empire, and did not digest and absorb it, igniting their own civilization torch, and then triggering the industrial revolution.

What the hell is wrong with this world? The Desert Sanctuary is full of genetically modified people, and it is obvious that the wrong tech tree is located. During the first industrial revolution, with the steam engine as the mainstream, the technology of artificial wombs was broken by leaps and bounds down to the DNA level.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the adjuster not far away, the little brother with the electric eel gene fragment in his body, and couldn't help but have an illusion: The painting style of this world is wrong? Or am I opening the world in the wrong way!

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