Suzuma Castle.

The "Luzhi" on Zuowei Road North West Road in Datong Town is located, and the generals stationed in the inner garrison control the Jiubao of Lunei. Yungang Fort where Chenjia Village is located is its own fort.

In the evening, Fang Jingnan and others arrived in chaos.

This is the first time Fang Jingnan has seen such a majestic castle. The wall is as high as four or five floors, made of thick and blue stones. It feels cold and hard to touch. The wall is hundreds of meters long, and the city gate is towering and deep, so it is not clear to see it in. There are traces of previous battles on both sides, showing the ups and downs of hundreds of years. The blood that cannot be washed away has turned red and green, a cool air strikes, and there is a smell of blood.

Fang Jingnan got off his horse and stood quietly at the city gate, looking up at him. Under the dim sunset, this heavy city outside the border was like a beast guarding the abyss, quiet but fierce.

Fang Jingnan let out a heavy sigh, holding back the shock and fluctuations in his heart. He had seen a high-walled city. The wall of the Forbidden City in Beijing was dozens of meters high. He didn't feel anything when he was traveling. At this moment, standing quietly in front of this simple and deep high wall, the killing aura was lingering in front of him. He was a little intoxicated.

"Hey, I've never seen such a big castle!" Meng Tiezhu patted him from behind, interrupting Fang Jingnan's feelings.

Fang Jingnan chuckled and said, "I have never seen it before. Are such a big city controlled by military officials?"

"Yes, this is the Luzhi of our road. General Luo Junjie is the only one thousand five hundred soldiers and is in charge of the land within a radius of dozens of miles, and is more than ten thousand acres." Meng Tiezhu said enviously.

Seeing him like this, Fang Jingnan couldn't help but tease, "Then you, Anmindun, aren't you afraid of being arrested after entering?"

"Hahaha," Meng Tiezhu smiled and said, "With Master Zhang here, I'm afraid of going in as their friend."

In fact, all these were too much thought. After Zhang Shouren handed over a tael of silver to the officials guarding the city gate, he didn't even check the carriages and horses, and a group of dozens of people entered the city without any obstacles. Chen Shanhe did not go with the convoy, he entered with the letter of the emperor Zhenhebao.

...

There was nothing to say all night, the caravan went in to rent a small businessman's courtyard, and the soldiers lived in the Fangcheng District.

The next morning, when the first sunlight shone, people came out to the Joema Fort to move out one after another. After a while, a tide of people rushed out.

The snacks are made, the horses and the sheep are herding, and the ironwork is intertwined, and the people are bustling and lively. Fang Jingnan and his group, after a hot meal, made their final preparations before leaving the seclusion.

Chen Shanhe went to the General Office and noted the order to leave the pass. Zhang Shouren went to the Army Preparation Office of the Road Office, paid a three-tall silver fee for customs clearance, and obtained a license for the exit pass. How many cars pay as much as they pay is now a rule that everyone follows.

Fang Jingnan and Meng Tiezhu went to Xiaohuaiyuanma City, two miles away from the west of the city, making the most important preparations.

"Look at my young master's skin and tender flesh, just pretend to be a good fool. Look at the horse's teeth that are almost worn out. How old is the horse, it costs 50 taels to open its mouth? At most 30 taels. If I don't sell it, I will go to find a ball." Meng Tiezhu bargained with the horse vendor as a servant Fang Jingnan.

There is a horse market for horses, which is relatively cheaper. If you just go out, it is enough to have a horse, but they are going to do "big things", so a horse is definitely not good.

After a confrontation full of specialist vocabulary, Meng Tiezhu bought 5 inferior war horses at the price of 32 taels per horse and 5 horses at the price of 23 taels per horse.

The horse is responsible for carrying a camel and carries armor, food, and other things. The lower-class war horse is used as a daily rushing ride. The best war horses generally do not ride in order to accumulate horsepower, and will only change their cavalry when they encounter an enemy.

Afterwards, I bought four shovels strangely.

At this point, everything was ready, and the decades of savings from the rich man Chen family had been consumed.

...

The early spring in the border area is still cold, and the dry climate for more than ten years has made there not much grass on the grassland. The bitter north wind blows, bringing up a piece of dust.

When he left the customs, Fang Jingnan carefully observed that a total of four convoys came out one after another. Their team had the least crowded, and the other three had the least crowded teams composed of more than forty cars and horses, and nearly a hundred people were walking in a storm.

The destinations of each caravan are different. Zhang Shouren's convoy is afraid to go too deep into the grassland because he has few people. The place he goes to is a small town called Liangcheng, which is more than 100 miles away from Zhuma Fort. It was once a county town in Datong Town in the early Ming Dynasty. Now it is a three-way area mixed with Mongolian and Han dynasties, mainly trading.

According to Zhang Shouren, the geographical environment of Liangcheng is very interesting. It is surrounded by mountains on all sides. A basin with an 800-mile radius is trapped in the middle. Liangcheng is located on the left side of the basin, and to the right side of the basin, there is a super large lake with a 70-mile radius. The Mongols called Yanye Xiashuihai, and the Han people called Daihai.

The caravans who come out of Juma Fort and head to northwest Mongolia will first go to Daihai and then head west.

"In other words, Daihai is the closest to Juema Fort, and it is a must-pass place for the caravan?" Fang Jingnan asked thoughtfully.

"That's right, you can walk seventy miles north from Juema Fort to Daihai. Daihai is more than twenty miles wide, and the lakeside is even more plump and grass. No caravan will not stay there and rest." Zhang Shouren replied.

"Okay," Fang Jingnan smiled and turned to Chen Shanhe: "Let's go inquire along the Daihai."

It was the first time Fang Jingnan and the other two went out to "work" and they didn't dare to go deep into the grassland to restore the land. Since there was such a close and good place, they would naturally not miss it.

Chen Shanhe responded and said yes. Mr. Chen had an explanation before traveling and followed Fang Jingnan's instructions.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded behind him, and more than fifty horses rode out from a large caravan not far behind and rushed towards everyone.

Fang Jingnan said, "No, I'm not far from the helping horse fort, and I'm going to be blackened?" In this era, there are no rules to talk about when entering the grassland.

The more than fifty horsemen didn't say much, but when they raised their horse speed and rushed towards you with their sabers, the deafening sound of horse hooves was like a war drum that made people's hearts thump.

This was the first time Fang Jingnan saw such a scene, and his mind froze for a moment. He suddenly remembered the experience of being chased and bitten by a vicious dog. He was almost scared to pee.

After shook his head, Fang Jingnan cursed inwardly: Prosperity is so far away!

When the cavalry were still two hundred steps away, Chen Shanhe shouted: "Prepare the arrow!" Then he turned over and dismounted, took out his step bow and pulled it all over, and with a "swish" sound, the arrow shot out quickly.

No matter how powerful the archer is at a distance of two hundred steps, he cannot hit anyone. Chen Shanhe's arrow has more warnings. If the person who comes does not listen to the warning, it will be an enemy attack.

At this time, the two servants and Meng Tiezhu had already dismounted. It was too late to wear armor. The four of them were just wearing cotton armor and pulled a strong bow with one stone, hanging without sending it.

The rest of the Zhang team were not so calm and seemed a little turbulent. Only Zhang Shouren stared at the ride, frowned, and didn't know what he was thinking.

The arrow flew more than 120 steps in the air and inserted it on the ground, and the arrow feathers trembled.

This warning arrow did not stop the cavalry, but instead seemed to stimulate them. The cavalry divided into three, and seemed to be trying to surround them from the left and right sides. There were strange screams and shouts, and many people inside were still using Mongolian.

Chen Shanhe shouted in a deep voice: "Enemy attacks, prepare!" He then looked at Fang Jingnan, and he wanted to listen to his opinion whether to fight or surrender.

Feeling Chen Shanhe's inquiring gaze, Fang Jingnan sighed inwardly, "It's so unlucky, why don't you look at the almanac when you go out? The arrow is already on the string, and it's impossible to surrender. Let's fight."

Fang Jingnan was about to order the shooting, but Zhang Shouren on the side stopped everyone and said, "Please take the arrows away. It's the Jiexiu Fan family's convoy, it shouldn't be here to grab things."

Chen Shanhe and others were unmoved, and their eyes were still looking at Fang Jingnan. There were no two commanders on the battlefield. Fang Jingnan saw that although Zhang Shouren was frustrated, he did not look panicked at all. He thought that his judgment should not be wrong.

Fang Jingnan waved his hand and said, "Put the arrow away, put on your armor quickly, and do a good job of defense."

At this time, wearing armor, once they rushed over, they would be caught off guard, but Fang Jingnan still chose to believe Zhang Shouren.

The result was indeed as Zhang Shouren said. After the cavalry were divided into three teams to surround the convoy, they did not launch an attack, but circled around the convoy, waving their saber and shouting loudly.

It was not until Fang Jingnan and others put their armor that they saw a young boy riding a Shenjun horse with dark fur and stomping on an elegant step.

The boy was very young, about sixteen or seventeen years old, and he looked like a noble man in dressing, which was rare in the surrounding area.

The young man rode a horse and came to everyone. He didn't even see Fang Jingnan and the others who had already finished wearing armor and armed with guns. He looked at Zhang Shouren with a joking look and said, "Oh, it's really Mr. Zhang. The little Fan Dongxing greeted you." He said he was paying him a favor, but he sat upright and didn't even raise his hand.

Zhang Shouren chuckled and said, "Don't use this set of false gifts by Mr. Fan. Your father knelt down to me all day long, and I was numb."

Fan Dongxing's face changed, and then he smiled again, "Are you going to Liangcheng to do business? Why, Mr. Zhang personally took this little goods. He asked me to say, don't go to Liangcheng, so that I can only make a few money. It's better to follow our convoy to go to Kuku and Tun together, where the price can be six times higher."

Zhang Shouren smiled coldly and said, "Forget it, I am old and I am not used to being a slave to others. I heard that the Donglu has the custom of occupying his subordinates' wives and concubines. Do you know the truth or false?"

This is very damaging, and it is simply not a trace of affection. Fan Dongxing can no longer pretend and said sternly: "You old guy, don't be shameless. In addition to occupying the official salt sales and making money, you Zhang have some skills. Now that the official power is not here, your family will be destroyed. You are still celebrating seniority and remembering the past."

This should have rubbed Zhang Shouren's sore spot. He pointed at Fan Dongxing with a trembling finger and said, "Don't look at your Fan family's current glory. It's thirty years since Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. It's never a good day to be a slave."

Speaking of this, both sides had nothing to say. Fan Dongxing shouted coldly to his subordinates: "Twist their Zhang family's car to the side and give way to our Fan family."

With a command, the group of men with knives rushed into the convoy and rode their knives and drank them, scaring the drivers to the roadside, fearing that they would accidentally hurt the innocent.

Fang Jingnan was about to let someone stop him, but Zhang Shouren stopped him and said, "Oh, forget it, let him be proud for a moment, there will always be retribution."

Fang Jingnan opened her mouth and finally swallowed up what she wanted to say.

Jiexiu Fan family, anyone who has read a little history of the late Ming Dynasty knows that the head of the eight imperial merchants of the Qing Dynasty, the patriarch of the late Ming Dynasty, was named Fan Yongdou, who was a traitor. The Fan family began to prosper from him, and the family has been prosperous for hundreds of years. At its eldest grandson generation, it reached its peak and was the only merchant who wrote it into "History of Qing Dynasty".

"This retribution seems to be not so happy..." Fang Jingnan murmured.

The long convoy took more than a mile long, and more than a hundred carriages had just passed. Before leaving, Fan Dongxing rode his strong horse around Zhang's more than a dozen small carriages and snorted coldly. When he arrived in front of Fang Jingnan and the others, he was obviously stunned when he saw the bright helmets and bright armor on the five of them. It turned out that this young master had only seen them now.

Fang Jingnan smiled at him and said hello. Fan Dongxing thought they were the guards invited by Zhang and was about to leave a good impression first, and then poach them at a high price, so he bowed back and bowed.

But at this moment, Fang Jingnan raised a middle finger straight at him. Fan Dong walked in wondering why, and asked, "I don't know what the hell is, what does this mean?"

Fang Jingnan smiled and said, "In our hometown, when you see rich and noble children like you, they greet you like this to show respect." As he said that, his other hand also stood up, "Double respect!"

Fan Dongxing turned his horse's head and laughed proudly, "Hero, there will be a date in the future!"
Chapter completed!