Chapter 719: Encountering a thief

The mountains were silent, and everyone was sleeping deeply. Only a few people were alarmed with the sound of the fire gun. However, the mountain birds were chirping, and the guards on duty outside shouted at the top of their voices, and everyone was awakened.

Fatty Ma was not as confused as he was when drinking. When he got up, he grabbed a short knife in his hand, but the short knife fell to the ground again.

In their camp, there were more than a dozen young men holding knives and axes standing, forcing Fatty Ma’s guards and coachmen. The bonfire has not yet been extinguished. Under the reflection of the fire, it can be seen that these young men are the guards and friends of the caravan with ten large cars.

These people were very kind during the day, but they didn't expect that it was suddenly difficult in the middle of the night. Although these dozen people were nothing, Fatty Ma didn't care about making harsh words because there were still people coming down from the mountain.

On the black mountains on both sides, a little light seemed to rise at the beginning, and then there were more fires. Experienced people know that the lights of the fires should be torches.

Fatty Ma heard the leader of the guard in front of him gasp. He couldn't even suck out the air conditioner. There were at least 300 people on the mountain.

"Friends, do you know whose goods this is?"

The dozen young people in the circle stared at their own targets, and their expressions remained motionless. Fatty Ma continued viciously:

"These things are all given to Senggedugulen Khan. After you kidnapped this, do you still want to continue to make a living on the grassland? You know what you know, you can take away the silk and spices, and we won't pursue this matter..."

As soon as he said something, he suddenly heard a guard in the carriage screaming and overturning from the carriage. Someone outside shouted:

"Be honest with the people inside, don't do any small moves."

The leader of the guard walked two steps to the guard. With the light of fire, the fat man could see a feather arrow on the shoulder of the guard. He had such a accurate head at night.

There was a bow beside the guard. I thought he was going to do something just now. He heard another scream outside and another voice shouting:

"Have you said that you shouldn't do any small moves?"

This sentence is not Chinese, and in Mongolian, Fatty Ma has run a lot on the grassland, and so is the guard leader. The two of them almost said in unison:

"It's not the tribe here."

The two of them helped a guard back in, and the guard was also hit by an arrow on his forearm. The guard's leader's face changed and he shouted loudly:

"Don't do it, keep it steady, keep it steady, brothers inside, don't panic. We can talk about anything, but if you see the blood, it won't look good in the future."

The first half of the sentence is to guard one's own house, but the second half is to those young people standing in the inner circle. Only now have someone spoken silently:

"You don't move around, we won't kill anyone."

How could Fatty Ma and the escort leader be happy when they heard this? His face was covered in a glow. The escort leader took the lead in a carriage and asked his subordinates to hold a torch to illuminate it. He stood up to a high place with both hands and spoke at the top of his throat:

"Everyone, everyone, our Huang family business is in the Ming Dynasty and has some face in the Khan of Senggedu Guling. He often comes and goes on this business road. Please take these silks, spices, and spirits, etc., but don't kill people's lives, otherwise, today will be happy and we will meet again in the future."

"You damn, you still have a lot of words. If your people lose their lives, they will come out one by one, otherwise I will be merciless."

Fatty Ma also walked down from the cart and walked to the side where the torch came down. When he saw that his face turned dark outside, hundreds of big men walked out of the mountain. These people held long swords and spears, and some people also used bows and arrows to hang their bows and arrows. They all had short-collared sheepskin coats and cowhide boots, and their faces were painted black.

If he was a little lucky just now, seeing such a fierce look, Fatty Ma would never dare to have any other thoughts. The leader of the guard was also deflated and shouted:

"Don't take action, it's useless to kill if you can't beat me. Life is important. If you lose your home, go out."

The leader of the guard walked down dejectedly, but the deputy next to him came up and whispered:

"Fourth brother, let me hide my shorts, see if I can..."

Before he finished speaking, the guard leader slapped in the face and flashed into the face. The guard leader grabbed his front and said viciously:

"There are more than a dozen inside and hundreds outside. Once you try, who can run away? Your child is just three months old. What are you capable of? Get out quickly."

“…They can keep a living…”

"If you kill someone, you don't have to wait until this time to kill. If you intercept it in the daytime, you can kill us cleanly. When you go back, you will be careful. If you go back to Datong, you can still tolerate them.

The leader above spoke, and the guards on the convoy of Fatty Ma dropped their weapons dejectedly and began to walk out. The largest caravan was like this, and the other families were even more scared, especially when they knew that their companions who had followed him for two days and one night were actually robbers, and they were even more scared.

But the robbers were not very careful about them. Some caravans didn't even have a guard, which was really not worth guarding. But in the current situation, it was probably worry-free to judge that their lives were probably not a worry-free one. Two caravans led the team to join together to discuss this incident, which really surprised them.

"I don't want silk and spices anymore. Is there 20,000 taels of silver for so many goods this time? Can their boss spare them when he goes back?"

“…it may be life is important.”

Here we were talking about it, and a robber pretending to be a friend glared fiercely, and he didn't dare to speak out. Several big men had already walked up to him and someone came forward to look at the guards. When the guard leader saw that these robbers had their own division of labor and had a basis for advancement and retreat, he had no intention of resisting.

The inner and outer circles were empty, and the robbers began to drive the animals up and then took out the carts. Since they did not kill people, they would always leave a few carts when they were put back on the grassland. It was inconvenient to move with too many carts, so they had to drive out the guards and other caravans to help with the transport.

Large items such as cloth, porcelain, and silk cannot be taken. It is difficult to take action, and it is large in size and inconvenient to transport. Jewelry and spices are all worthy of them.

Several of the robbers were watching around. The guards were very targeted in handling and loading and unloading. It seemed that the carriage was left and the carriage was handed over to the robbers to take away, and they were all very planned.

A big man squatting on the ground grinned, pointed the knife in his hand at a carriage in front of him, and said:

"I want to take this carriage away and load all the goods on it."

Fatty Ma was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward with a dry smile and said:

"This hero, the axle of the carriage has always been inconvenient and it is slow to leave. Wouldn't that cause trouble for everyone? Change a better carriage?"

The big man stood up, walked to the carriage with a giggle with a giggle. The carriage had been almost unloaded. The big man picked it up and knocked the carriage board with a long knife a few times. Suddenly, he stopped two times and pried it with a knife. The Fatty Man below and the Fatty Guard's face immediately changed.

The guard's collar subconsciously was about to step forward. The man who was guarding him was unambiguous. He turned his sword in his hand and hit the hilt hard on the collar's stomach. The collar couldn't bear it and knelt on the ground.

Someone added some hay branches to the bonfire. The fire became more and more bright. The man who got on the bus bent down but took out something. It looked like a clothes, but threw it on the ground but there was a sound of metal collision. The man smiled and said:

"What are jewelry and spices? You sell these good armors to you, that's the big deal."

After a few more checks, he threw a few items out, and there was a jingle sound, but there was a long sword and spear tip. Seeing these things come out, Fatty Ma and several leaders were completely depressed.

A low voice came from the other caravans, and the fireworks were also opened to smelify iron in the Guihua City, and weapons could be made, but after all, they were not as good as those in the Ming Dynasty.

Moreover, the weapons created by Guihua City themselves, and even the weapons trade between Guihua City and the Ming caravan, will only be supplied to Altan Khan and his direct descendants, and others will not get them.

However, the attacks and killings of the tribes on the grassland, or seeking self-protection, weapons are always necessary. Good armored weapons can be sold there at a very high price. This is the real huge profit, because no matter whether the Ming Dynasty prohibits weapons from leaving the border, Altan prohibits weapons from being sold to tribes that are not Altan.

It is precisely because of not allowing it that the price becomes extremely high and there is extremely high profit. The man smiled and said:

"Three hundred sets of armor, five hundred knives, four thousand arrows, two hundred spear tips, these will cost 60,000 taels. Do you really think that grandpa is a vegetarian?"

Fatty Ma's expression changed, but he couldn't help but speak:

"Hello, do you know who sent these goods? Who asked them?"

Although the man didn't know what to use to smear, his teeth were very pale when he smiled. When he heard Fatty Ma ask with some threatening questions, he laughed and said:

"I want to know, do you dare to say it?"

Fatty Ma's mouth moved, but still didn't make a sound. The big man laughed in the carriage, and everyone was speechless. The bandits seemed to know that the weapons were in the carriage. After searching one by one, they threw the valuable soft and soft on the carriage. After everything was done, it was dawn.

The soft and soft materials brought by each caravan were snatched away. Seeing the robbers leaving, the crowd looked at each other speechlessly. The guard leader and Fatty Ma also stayed there. After a long time, the guard leader whispered:

"How do you go back and explain?"
Chapter completed!