Fantasy: Starting From Being In A Desperate Situation And Running Around As Escorts

A bloody and tragic battle ended.

Four people in the caravan were killed and a dozen injured.

There is quite a lot of goods.

The caravan did not set off immediately, but rested in place and dealt with the corpses and wounded.

From time to time, the eyes of the people in the caravan glanced at the man wearing a bamboo hat sitting not far away.

But he didn’t dare to look too long for fear of being discovered by the other party.

The little girl sat in front of the fire, holding a paper pig.

Playing and talking to oneself.

"You are the Heavenly Devil pig, I am the Jade Emperor" and the like.

After a while, a middle-aged man from the caravan came over.

He looked like the leader of a caravan.

He hugged Li Changshou cautiously and said.

"Thank you for saving me this time."

"It's easy to talk about, but it's not free."

Li Changshou raised his head and took a sip of strong wine.

The middle-aged man smiled and took out a money bag containing money.

Li Changshou took over the heavy bag of money, which contained a lot of twenty-two cents.

Then he stuffed the money bag into his own cloth bag.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and then spoke again, "Li Liangping from the Halong Traveling Merchant Gang, may I ask your name?"

"The last name is Li."

Li Changshou did not reveal his name, and Li Liangping did not ask any questions.

"I wonder if Hero Li is heading to Jiaming Pass?"

Jiamingguan.

It was originally placed in the Martial Emperor and served as the gateway to all parts of the northwest frontier.

You must pass through Jiaming Pass to enter the customs.

"That's right."

"It's better to go with us!"

Li Liangping said a little eagerly.

Li Changshou saw what he was thinking.

There is still some distance between here and Jiaming Pass, let’s see what the other side looks like.

Most likely this is my first time traveling in a caravan in the northwest.

Worried about meeting bandits in the desert or small groups of wandering Xianbei people again.

Seeing that Li Changshou was silent, Li Liangping immediately added: "Of course we will pay, just consider it as reward."

"How much?" Li Changshou asked.

"You make a price."

Li Changshou said: "According to the rules of the trade, goods will be lost along the way.

Or if someone dies, the twelve taels will be returned intact. "

Li Liangping said without hesitation: "Deal!"

In normal times, he would definitely have to think carefully about it.

But I had just experienced the looting by the bandits and witnessed the brutality of this group of bandits.

I'm afraid Li Changshou wants thirty taels now, and Li Liangping will probably agree.

After resting, the caravan set off again.

Li Changshou rode the Diao Xing black horse and followed at the back of the caravan.

Like a sheepdog guarding his flock.

There are thirty taels of silver in his arms.

After walking for a while, Li Changshou reached out and touched the silver in his arms.

Like a treasure.

The little girl turned her head and glanced at him.

Turned back again.

After a while, he turned to look at him again.

Staring at his face, he hesitated to speak.

"If you have anything to say, just say it. It depends on what I do." Li Changshou said.

"What happened to your face just now?" the little girl asked curiously

"It's Facebook."

"so amazing!"

The little girl has big, shining eyes.

Li Changshou glanced at her and couldn't help but fall into the past.

Rakshasa's face is General Yue's deputy, Lao Luo, who teaches him unique skills.

Before Lao Luo joined the army, he was a juggler.

Several facial makeups can be switched freely on the face.

At that time, Li Changshou was young and had a softer appearance.

And I can't hide my fear and helplessness.

So Lao Luo specially made him a mask of Rakshasa ghost.

Let him cover his face with a mask every time he goes to the battlefield, thereby increasing his deterrence on the battlefield.

At the beginning, I was a little uncomfortable. I always felt like I was playing the role of King Lanling.

But over time, I got used to not having Facebook.

Every time I take action, I will subconsciously change my facial makeup.

On the other hand, it was also to conceal his identity in Weicheng.

Many years have passed in a flash...

"Can I learn?"

"You want to learn?"

"Yeah." The little girl nodded heavily.

"I'll teach you when I have time."

"good."

The little girl agreed obediently.

Li Liangping reined in his horse, waited for Li Changshou for a while, and then took the initiative to speak.

"Does Mr. Li work as a escort on this road all year round?"

"So be it."

"To be honest, this is the first time our Longyou caravan has taken this road, and we are not familiar with the place.

We hired a few locals to serve as escorts, but they didn't work at all. "

Li Liangping paused and continued.

"If it's convenient for Mr. Li, you can leave an address. We may be able to cooperate for a long time."

"Forget it, I don't accept long-term cooperation." Li Changshou refused without hesitation.

"That...that's really a pity."

...........

The people in the caravan sang chants loudly, and they spoke the dialect of a certain place.

Li Changshou couldn't understand it at all.

On the other hand, although the little girl didn't understand, she followed suit.

He opened his small mouth and shouted randomly.

Focus on an atmosphere.

Everyone's face was filled with joy.

Although the gangsters I met a few days ago only killed a few people, and there was no shortage of goods.

We are about to reach Jiaming Pass. No matter what, it is much safer inside the Pass than outside it. This caravan is quite large.

More than fifty mules and horses, almost all loaded with goods.

If this trip can go back safely, the people in the caravan will definitely make a lot of money.

During this period, we met two more groups of horse bandits.

Li Changshou wears Rakshasa facial makeup.

He rode away and made peace with the people.

Li Liangping listened briefly from a distance, but he didn't understand what it meant at all.

I know what the other person is saying is slang in the world.

It is also called "Spring Point" by bandits and escorts.

The spring point is slightly different in different places. This should be a slang term unique to the northwest frontier.

Escorts and bandits are both martial arts practitioners.

Some bandits and escorts even come from the same sect.

The function of "Spring Point" is to report oneself to one's home.

Show each other's trump cards and build relationships to prevent floods from flooding the Dragon King temple.

Generally, after showing the signboard of the escort agency, the robbers will give face and let the escort team pass.

And escorts like Li Changshou, who travel alone in the northwest border.

Not uncommon.

Generally speaking, those who dare to guard the bodyguard by themselves must have real abilities.

So most of the bandits will give some face.

Although it was the first time for Li Liangping to lead a caravan carrying goods from the northwest.

However, I am still very familiar with the routine of bandits and escorts.

The bandit is willing to let the escort team pass, and the escort masters must also appreciate it.

At this time, it is necessary to give some money to the robbers as a toothpaste.

Counted as tolls.

This is the default rule for both parties. No matter how powerful the escorts are, no matter how great their background is, they cannot avoid it.

People who are escorts pay attention to "three points of strength and seven points of face."

After all, you are not afraid of thieves stealing, but you are afraid that thieves will miss you.

It is easy to dodge an open spear but hard to guard against a hidden arrow.

No matter how good your martial arts is, you are still afraid of endless harassment by bandits.

Li Liangping looked at the bandit who was talking to Li Changshou with a kind smile on his face.

Then I knew there was no need to use force, just follow the procedure.

Next, it was Li Changshou's turn to pay for the toll.

However, the next second.

The robber took out some money and handed it to Rakshasa respectfully.

Then a trumpet is blown.

Many bandits turned around and ran away if they were granted amnesty.

Li Liangping:..........

Um?