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Those people were Scouting horse's people. They were sent to the borders of the Youzhou to inquire about the target of the robbery and lead the black horse thieves to rob them accurately. But now, they had just returned from Youzhou's territory. When he saw the riders from Urushion, he ran over excitedly and shouted loudly.
”Reporting...” The large head was a newly opened market that spanned fifty miles. It was called the 30 li shop, and there were many merchants trading there, as well as many women with vast amounts of wealth. However, there are only more than a hundred Han troops guarding the area, so they can't withstand a single blow. ”
”Oh …” ”Then can we find other Chinese people around the 10-mile shop?”
large head was a bit more meticulous, he would first investigate everything clearly before making his move. Especially when he heard that the Upper Valley County had a new two hundred and fifty thousand Han Chinese, which was many times more than the original Upper Valley County. He had to be careful not to fall into their trap.
”Reporting to the large head, the Upper Valley County has indeed sent two hundred and fifty thousand yellow cloth army captive s, of which five are allocated to the Ningxian, so they all live in the Ningxia County. Furthermore, the more than one hundred imperial troops were not the yellow cloth army captive s, they were the Upper Valley County's soldiers. ”
”Hahaha …” I was lacking slaves, but they sent prisoners back to work for us. ”
large head laughed wildly, causing the snow on his body to roll down. He was over nine feet tall, and his waist was over twelve circumference, and he had the strength of a thousand kilograms. He could split tigers and leopards, and his huge palm carried a huge wolf-tooth club that weighed one hundred and twenty kilograms. He had the courage of tens of thousands of men, and was a famous general of the Wuhuan Tribe.
”Children, go make a fortune! Seize the thirty mile bed, and take down the Ningxia County. ”
The thick wolf-tooth club was raised to the sky. The more than ten thousand cavalrymen behind him let out a wolf howl and began to laugh maniacally. They raised their horsewhips high in the air and fiercely smashed them towards the sky, producing a crisp sound.
The Upper Valley County s of the Youzhou were right next to the vast desert. The upper valleys and mountain ranges that spanned for hundreds of kilometers separated the Upper Valley County from the desert, forming a natural barrier that protected the south of the Urushion. However, no strong barrier could stop the robbers' spears and sabers. Over the past few thousand years, the Urushion still passed through the upper valleys constantly, robbing and killing people time and time again.
The Ningxian was the northernmost city of the Youzhou, close to the inner side of the Great Wall. It had over three thousand households and over eight thousand people. Since ancient times, this had been an important battlefield for the Central Plains Empire and the Desert Urushion.
Not far from the foot of the mountain, there was an extremely lively bazaar. This was a thirty li shop, named for its distance from Ningxia County. Merchants travelling from north to south bought and sold goods here. The Urushion of the Northern Desert sold furs and livestock, while the merchants of the Han nationality sold thick and salt iron from the Central Plains to trade with them.
Ever since Liu Yu had taken on the role of the history of the Youzhou, he had pursued the pursuit of leniency, developed economy, pacified the citizens, opened up a market in the Vale of the Youzhou, forgiven the salt and iron elements in the city, advocated for a softer policy towards the northern nomadic peoples, and opened up an exchange of cities to allow the exchange of resources between the various races, allowing the town to quickly prosper.
was truly a good official. He was born in the Han Dynasty, and was a high-class disciple, much more orthodox than Liu Bei. However, he did not rely on the shade of the ancestors, but from the grassroots, in his early years, filial piety, such as a small official. It was said that during his time as an official, he had been righteous and simple. There were no thieves in his territory, and no disasters occurred. Even locusts had been harmed as they flew past Bo Ping and were unable to enter.
After Liu Yu entered the Youzhou, facing the constant invasion from foreign races, he had advocated for peace and harmony, allowing the outsiders to feel virtuous. But who would have known that these foreign invaders had no credibility at all? While paying tribute to their ministers, they invaded without restraint, robbing and killing constantly. At most, they would just apologize verbally the next time they met.
This market was the product of Liu Yu's attempt to influence the foreign races, trying to get the Urushion to obtain what they wanted from the Chinese merchants, and then let the Chinese get the leather goods and sheep from the desert. It had to be said that Liu Yu had a bit of economic brain.
”tiger skin, high quality tiger skin, you want to buy it as soon as possible …”
A Urushion was selling his tiger skin on the street. It was unknown whether it was the Urushion, or the fresh inferior, or his husband's group, whose Chinese language was not very fluent. Merchants were the most, and the fastest, to accept foreign cultures. In order to do business, almost all the Urushion in the market could speak a few Chinese.
”silk silk, top grade silk silk, six hundred each …”
The Chinese merchants spoke in fluent Chinese, shouting out silk silk s of their own. This was a product unique to the Chinese, the fine silk silk immediately attracted many Urushion, they all surrounded him, and started praising him. It was rare to see such a gorgeous silk silk in an ordinary Urushion.
”Cookcake... Fragrant and big cookie... ”One money for three …”
The local people, carrying loads of food, were calling out to buy their own cookie. The rich fragrance of wheat spread endlessly throughout the market, bringing about countless pedestrians. Many people stopped to wait.
Although it was snowing heavily, it was still not enough to stop people's footsteps. The bustling crowd continuously flowed through the streets, picking out their favorite goods. There were also some merchants' families and servants who would stroll around the streets or find a place to drink in the marketplace if they had nothing to do.
A tall middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the midst of the bustling crowd. He was leading a horse, and he was slowly strolling in the crowd. Snow was covering his face. What was even more eye-catching was that there were two heavy sabers hanging on his neck, causing the pedestrians to stop in their tracks.
Behind him were more than a dozen sturdy men, all of whom were of the same color. The surrounding pedestrians quietly moved to the side of the road, looking at the group of people with puzzlement. Official army? But they did not wear the uniform of the army. A guest? But all of them were tall and sturdy, and they immediately hung their large blades on their bodies. The only possibility was that he was a bodyguard of the Shang family.