The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

This time, Gao Zhi is targeting the caravan of the Zhen family.

Of course, he had no intention of soliciting. After all, the other party's roots are in Hebei, and they are inextricably linked with everywhere here.

How could he give up his family business and follow him to Bingzhou?

But even if you can't subdue it, it's still possible to do some business and form a good relationship.

"Hmph, even if you can't get your support, I still have to cut a batch of meat from you local tyrants."

He clearly knew that in one and a half months at most, when the grass leaves completely turned yellow, the smoke from the cork would rise, and those Hun cavalry would rush to the interior like a pack of wolves, looting the Han people.

With the experience of plundering, these Huns who have tasted the sweetness will definitely gather more troops, and the place of plundering will be deeper. At that time, it will be the direction of the soldiers, and the blood will flow like a river...

You must know that the Huns they defeated this time were nothing but a temporary alliance formed by a group of Huns on horseback, wandering Huns, and galloping horse thieves.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can help you win a hundred battles!

But now I know very little about the situation of the Huns on my side, and these smugglers have the opportunity to go deep into the grassland to see the reality of the Huns. I have to say, this is an opportunity!

A bold plan began to form in Gao Zhi's mind. Although it was a bit crazy, the more it was like this, the more Gao Zhi had ideas.

Eight hundred and three Hebei Zhenjia

If you ask, at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, what was the occupation of the person who traveled the farthest in the world?

The answer must be businessmen.

If you ask who in this world is the most adventurous and pioneering?

The answer is businessmen!

Whether it is the smoky southern swamp or the vast grassland outside the Great Wall, as long as it can bring enough profits, there will be caravan footprints.

From the Han Dynasty in the east to the ancient Roman Empire in the west, you have to cross the long and narrow ancient Yumen Road, climb the towering Congling Mountains, walk through the Gobi Desert known as the Sea of ​​Death, and avoid the iron hooves and scimitars of the big cannibals. That's it. A road that is almost impossible to pass, but the profit-seeking caravan has walked out of a well-known avenue, the Silk Road!

The price of a piece of silk in Luoyang was one tael of gold, but in ancient Rome it was a full 100 taels of gold. Enticed by a hundredfold profit, the caravans from the East appeared on the streets of Rome.

The cost of a pot of strong wine, in the mainland of the Central Plains, only needs half a bag of silk, but it can be exchanged for two excellent war horses that have not been castrated by the Huns, and the profit between them is even more than a hundred times, so the caravan appeared in the Saibei grassland.

There have been wars and peace between the Han Dynasty and the Huns for hundreds of years, but whether it was the most tense war era or the relatively loose peace period, the trade between the two sides has never stopped, and the last trade The main method is smuggling.

Trade, sometimes, is also a form of war.

When a battle breaks out between two countries, the manifestation of confrontation is not limited to fighting with real swords and guns, and it will also affect trade.

The Han Dynasty prohibited ironware, salt, grain and other materials from entering the border, while the Huns prohibited the entry of high-quality stallions, horse mane, cow horns, cowhide and other materials that could be used for military purposes. The two sides unanimously implemented a material blockade. In order to weaken the opponent's war potential.

But the trade between human beings can never be stopped. The more prohibited, the higher the profit of the material, and the more exciting it will be.

Perhaps to a certain extent, love of chaos and preference for darkness seem to be the underlying factors of human beings. Therefore, although we know that some areas are surrounded by dangerous atmosphere, there are still countless people rushing into it.

So these smugglers came into being!

Gao Mu and Niu Mang, leading a group of cavalry, walked in the direction Gao Zhi pointed, and they saw a new caravan, about 30 people, driving more than [-] vehicles. It is full of all kinds of goods.

The people pushing the carts were all dressed in green clothes and hats, and their attire was uniform. It seemed that they should be dispatched by some big company.

The leader is a float with two horses on the shaft, which is very luxuriously dressed. At this time, there is a young man in white clothes standing on the carriage. He looks about fourteen or fifteen years old. He has red lips and white teeth. He is very handsome. Where is he directing? The men surrounded the vehicle and prepared to camp.

Beside the white-clothed boy, there was also a cute boy in Tsing-clothed boy of similar age, holding a small package in his arms, who seemed to be his servant.

"It should be them, let's go! Let's surround them and stop them from moving forward." Gao Mu's eyes lit up, and he greeted Niu Mang beside him.

"Tata Tower"

The sound of horseshoes was approaching, the guards of the Zhen family looked up, and a few miles away, people and horses were rushing towards them.

The caravan came to a standstill, and in front of them, a group of soldiers and horses came out, which was particularly eye-catching.

Ordinary county soldiers are all wearing leather armor, but this group of soldiers and horses are all wearing iron armor, and the weapons in their hands are not ordinary at first glance, they are all iron knives.

The leader is a stern-looking young man, wearing leather armor, with a long-handled saber in his waist, and carrying a bow and arrow on his back. Looking at the thick calluses on his fingers and those shining eyes, it is obvious that he is a master archer .

At the moment, the guards guarding the caravan, all armed with weapons, were vigilant against each other.

In this gray grassland, there is no friendship at all between people. Friends who stand shoulder to shoulder with blood today may become enemies tomorrow, and enemies today may gather together to drink and talk tomorrow.

In this world that speaks with knives, everything is indifferent.

"Don't act rashly!"

Seemingly seeing what they were thinking, the young man raised the bow and arrow in his hand, and his voice was still very peaceful.

Gao Mu patted the yellow dust on his clothes lightly.Although the road was full of dust and dust all the way, there was a look on his face.But there was a slight hint of joy.

This time, he succeeded in intercepting the Zhen family's caravan. Although he didn't know what Gao Zhi wanted to do, it didn't hinder him. Using bows and arrows made it difficult for these people to move an inch!

His fast arrows can be said to hit a hundred shots, no matter whether the birds in the sky or the hares in the grass, under his hands, no one can escape their lives.

With such precise archery skills, even the Huns, who are famous for riding and archery, can be regarded as marksmen.

At the same time, the burly Niu Mang also hurriedly led a team of dozens of people over. These people were all wearing cowhide armor, carrying bows and arrows, and had sharp machetes stuck in their waists. A vicious and evil spirit.

The son of the caravan hid in the crowd, looking at such an army, suddenly felt his mouth go dry, and swallowed unconsciously.

However, he, who was in the protection of the team, stood expressionlessly, only in the pair of eyes.

There is a frenzied anger lingering around.

"Young master, we are also surrounded from the back, we have nowhere to go." A somewhat embarrassed servant squeezed in from behind, and said in a low voice.

"Sure enough... you did it really well!" Clenching his fists tightly, he took a deep breath of the cold air, trying to keep his reason from being swallowed up by anger, and said lightly, "Since you can't escape, then let's fight to the death. If you want to draw attention to my Zhen family caravan without paying the price of letting them bleed, how can I do that?"

Gritting his teeth, his body trembled slightly, the anger in his heart was gradually eroding his reason.

"What? Want to resist? Give someone a try! Let's see if you are faster or someone's arrow is faster!"

Gao Mu just nodded slightly to Niu Mang who also arrived, and then slowly turned around, that face with a slight smile suddenly became ferocious like Shura, as cold as Jiuyou's ice His gaze made the scalp of the young master of the Zhen family on the opposite side, who had finally mustered up his courage, a little numb.

"Oh, misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!"

At this time, the person in charge of the caravan came forward, grabbed the young master and turned around with an apologetic smile on his face.

This is a fat man who is no more than five feet tall and four feet wide. He has a festive appearance. No matter who he looks at, he always smiles and greets everyone, nodding and bowing in a very polite manner.

Eight hundred and four lower their heads

As the saying goes, the rich