Chapter 10: Old Mo

Twenty years ago, far from now, there is no comparison, at that time, the dead corpses on the Gobi raised vultures and hyenas fat, the big tribes frantically robbed the small tribes, and the big tribes robbed each other and started wars, every day when there was little rain, the cities outside the fortress would send troops to find an excuse to kill people all the way, and rob everything that could be seen, horses, sheep, camels, wealth, women, population, everything could only belong to the strong and stronger, and whoever had the sharpness of the sword would have wealth and power.

At that time, children just learned to walk to pick up a knife to learn to kill, this is more important than learning to speak, in the vast Gobi, life is ignored, blood irrigates the soil, if you don't kill people, you will be killed, if you don't grab things, you will be robbed by others, countless small tribes rise and quickly be destroyed, just like the leeks produced in the Central Plains, stubble by stubble is harvested.

Until one day, a small tribe that was escaped and exterminated, they kept fleeing all the way to the east, and when they met people who also fled on the way, they would lend a helping hand and let them join the team, and they were in distress again and again, and finally they survived, and the team expanded from dozens to thousands.

When he walked to the position of Yilan City, the wise man who led the team suddenly knelt down, and he said to the leaders of the team, this is the place that God has given us to live, this is the place where God has allowed us to have sheep and honey, and the leader of the team will follow the guidance of the wise man to build a city of survival here.

The wise men and the leaders decided to build a neutral city that did not belong to any power, and they took in the exiles in the vicinity as they built the city, and the wise men sent emissaries to several countries of the major tribes outside the fortress to ask them to agree to the rights of the city.

There is no dream outside the Saiwai, the reality is always naked cruelty, sixteen messengers with hope were sent back, yes were sent back, coincidentally, the chief, the lord of the country directly ordered the head of the messenger to be cut off, and the sixteen heads were sent back with a brush.

For the sake of everyone's hope, the wise man personally took the gift as a messenger and went to the mighty city built by the people of the Central Plains in the east to lobby for the right to build the city and survive.

To the surprise of the wise man, Lord Yang of the Central Plains was very enthusiastic about the wise man, and after listening to what the wise man said about the construction of a neutral city, he expressed his support and recognition of the city, and promised that if the new city was attacked, the capital guard would send an army to rescue him.

The wise man returned to the team and brought back the good news, and everyone cheered and cheered, and everyone smiled with freedom.

In this way, a city was built with hope and a place that could accommodate everyone outside the city, and everyone who participated in the construction of the city experienced those painful days, and they did their best for their new home.

The name of Yilan City is the meaning of the Gobi flower, symbolizing wealth and hope, and the fleeing people became the first residents of Yilan City, among them there were many merchants, under the leadership of the wise man and the leader, while continuing to collect the population, while opening up the Central Plains and the outside of the trade route.

Yilan City is a neutral city, where the caravans of different clans outside the Seychelles can rest, and after a long time, the merchants' trading place is simply set in Yilan City, Yilan City gives these merchants the legitimate right to trade freely, and in less than half a year, this Gobi flower has accumulated unimaginable wealth and population.

Wealth is always moving, there are no kind people in the Gobi, jackals and hyenas always have a keen sense of smell, Yilan City has risen in a short time, and it is no longer a tribe that can eat, since then the cities outside the city began to plot against Yilan City.

The logic of the Cypriots was simple, knives could be exchanged for wealth, and raiders from all over the country, who gathered more than 20,000 people, launched an attack on Yilan City.

The wise men and the leaders had already prepared in their hearts, and while arranging for the more than 3,000 warriors who could fight in the city in the past six months, they sent a request for help to the Central Plains Metropolitan Protectorate.

The battle was fiercer than expected, and the wealth of Ylan City made the marauders red-eyed, and in just two days, thousands of corpses were left behind on both sides.

The bad news came again, and the messenger brought back the news that the Central Plains people sent troops on the condition that they would garrison Yilan City in the future, and the wise man was silent after listening to it.

In the end, the wise men and the leaders decided that they could shed their last drop of blood for the sake of the Free City, for the sake of this Gobi transformation.

The wise man mobilized the whole process, including women and children, to persuade the caravan in Yilan City to jointly defend against the enemy, and was breached at the outer gate of the city, thinking that the victorious side would slaughter the city chickens and dogs, and there was no luck.

The wise men and the leaders took the lead in defending against the enemy at the head of the city, the warriors, the prime of life, the merchants, including fugitives and thieves, as long as they were men, took up arms and went up to the city wall to fight, women and children took the bows and arrows in their hands, and acted as archers in the city, and children carried supplies.

For ten days, the head of the city was full of blood, and both sides were bloody, this was a battle of either you die or I lived, and every day thousands of lives went to Huangquan.

Ten days later, the raiders ran out of supplies, and then they found that there were less than 10,000 of the plundering group of more than 20,000 people left, and it was originally a scattered team, so they quickly withdrew.

Yilan City also suffered more than half of the casualties, the wise man shed the last drop of blood at the head of the city, only five leaders survived, and the whole city suffered as many as sixty percent casualties, but for the sake of hope and a free homeland, they watered this Gobi flower with blood.

The city of Ylang has changed, they are still a neutral city, but they believe in the weapons in their hands, and the five surviving leaders rule the city together, and jointly elect a leader to be the lord of the city every three years.

But a year later, there was a rumor outside the Saiwai, it turned out that when Yilan City was attacked, an army of the Central Plains people was ambushed not far away, and the marauders who left were killed by the Central Plains army, some people said that the Central Plains people and Yilan City should be combined with the outside so the talents of Yilan City are so brave, some people say that Yilan City has been included in the territory of the Central Plains, so the Central Plains will come to ambush, in short, the rumors have made the cities outside the Saiwai City dare not dare to protect again, so that Yilan City has grown stronger for so many years, but the feelings of the Central Plains people Yilan City are very complicated.

After so many years, Yilan City has become important in the Gobi Desert, with its own rules, order and chaos coexist, and wealth and blood nourish the blooming Gobi flowers.

Speaking of Lao Mo was smiling and talking to Song Lanjiang, suddenly eight or nine big men rushed into Lao Mo's shop, and the first person was dressed in silk and satin, dressed as a merchant with a red beard and eyes, looking fierce and vicious, like a horse bandit, more than a businessman, followed by a few murderers with bare chests and breasts, holding knives and sticks.

The merchant who advanced the door dressed as a big man, walked in front of Lao Mo in a few steps, slapped the wooden table where Lao Mo was drinking, shook his wine glass, and said loudly: "A tribal princess sold by Lao Tzu, the best goods, was forcibly bought by your subordinates at the price of low-grade goods, Lao Mo, are you like this to your subordinates?"

Lao Mo looked at the big man dressed as a businessman, retracted the smile just now and said calmly: "Aziz, you didn't eat in Yilan City on the first day, don't you know what kind of goods and what price? “

After hearing this, the merchant Aziz continued to roar: "I don't care if her brain is good or not, whoever buys it back will also use it as a plaything, today you either return the person to me, or lose money, otherwise I will not finish with you today." “

The fierce men behind Aziz roared and roared.

Lao Mo looked at Aziz and was still expressionless, but his tone was still relaxed: "Aziz, who are you alone who gave you the courage to come to my old Mo's place to spread wild? ”