Second Sister Nongmen has space

Chapter 293 Caravan
Since the beginning of winter, I have led troops to gather some small tribes around the Mida Valley, but the real battle has not yet begun.

Now it is just to let the sergeants of the Leizi Battalion adapt to their horses and the grassland climate, and to train with the knights of the grassland tribes.

Among the tribes in the Mida River Valley, the total number of the newly moved Dongyue tribe is nearly [-].

It is said that a lean camel is bigger than a horse. The Dongyue tribe used to be a member of the royal family of Dilu, and now it is divided into a big tribe.

That's the real battle.

If Ayun enters the grassland rashly, he may crash into the battlefield, which would be too dangerous.

"Ah Yun, it will take another month for the ice on the Huangsha River to freeze, and now the river is snowy and windy, so don't go to the grassland.

If there is anything, please ask Luo Baihu to bring me a letter! "

Song Liyun tilted her head to look at him: "Ashi, the tribe is in danger. You said it, you can't hide it."

She used affirmation, not question.

The last time Ah Shi left Suijin Town, he didn't make it very clear, but Song Liyun, who sent four hundred soldiers from the guard, knew about it.

These sergeants went to the grassland, it would not be a vacation, it could only be a war, especially now that Ah Shi didn't want to go to the mouth of the Huangsha River by himself.

Zhao Tingduo thought about it again and again, but he still told the current situation of Mida Valley one by one.

The Mida Valley is the best pasture for cattle and sheep to spend the winter. Every winter, tribes of different sizes migrate here.

After defeating several tribes in the first year after returning to the Dilu Grassland, the Wuda tribe regained some grasslands and gained a place.

Now back to the river valley, it was no longer a small tribe with just a few dozen knights.

There were [-] soldiers from the Leizi Battalion disguised and mixed in the tribe. The soldiers were strong and strong, and the small tribes in the surrounding grasslands took refuge in one after another.

The rapid expansion of the Wuda tribe made the greatly weakened Dongyue tribe see their own danger, and condescended to have close contacts with other tribes, and even got married just this month.

Song Liyun frowned upon hearing this.

It seems that the East Vietnam Department is a stumbling block on the road to the Wuda tribe's strength, and this battle will be fought sooner or later.

Song Liyun said: "The tribe has increased by [-] young and strong. Will there be enough food for the war?"

Zhao Tingduo only thought that she would bring a few more bags of grain on horseback, and said with a smile: "There is a caravan on the grassland, and we have already ordered grain from the caravan. Money is enough."

Speaking of this, he leaned forward and held Song Liyun's hand: "Ayun, thank you! The life of the tribe is much better!"

Song Liyun sat up straight: "What kind of caravan? Will you buy from them in the future?"

When Zhao Tingduo saw her startled, he felt it was funny: "There have always been caravans on the grassland, and they will enter the grassland to buy leather goods and dried meat from the beginning of winter."

Song Liyun hurriedly asked him to speak in detail.

It turns out that every winter from October onwards, the grass on the prairie has withered, and the flocks of sheep that have started hay no longer gain fat, and the cold weather becomes a natural cold storage.This is also the slaughter season for herders to kill sheep.

The caravan braved the cold and rushed to bring a batch of grain, salt and tea before the heavy snow fell, in exchange for meat and leather goods.

Salt and tea are most needed in the tribe, but the caravan does not need to buy fur goods.

The markets on both sides are obviously inclined to the caravans of the Wu Dynasty, and the price of meat and leather goods depends entirely on the caravans.

The reason for killing sheep in the present is also because caravans at other times cannot transport fresh meat.

Song Liyun's eyes widened, she could build a freezer!

Caravan, you must build one yourself.

Thinking of this, she suddenly asked: "I heard that the Lin family in Pingyang Mansion has a close relationship with the Imperial Merchant. A Shi, do you know what the Imperial Merchant bought? Do you have any deals with the tribes in the Mida River Valley?"

Zhao Tingduo already knew that Mr. Lin was making trouble with Tianxiang Building in Qili County, and said in a deep voice: "The family is named Qi, and it is run by Concubine Duan's family, and they also buy leather goods, and also buy gems.

I have issued an order to all the tribes, from now on, I will no longer trade with the Qi family, unless Mr. Lin personally comes to the grassland to apologize. "

After finishing speaking, he looked at Song Liyun nervously: it was Mr. Lin who attracted Song's second child from Xiaoshi Village, but now he didn't directly deal with the culprit.

Song Liyun didn't speak, just lowered his head in thought.

Hitting a snake for seven inches, Mr. Lin is just a little flea.

This also means that within the area occupied by the Wuda tribe, the Qi family and the Lin family have no business to do.

Song Liyun's eyes flickered, did Zhao Tingduo also think of the caravan.

The Qi family has been operating in Hecheng for many years and has contacts with many Dilu tribes.

Especially the Wuda tribe used to rely on the Zhenbei Army, and had a lot of contact with the Qijia caravan.

To have their own caravan, there must be a conflict with the Qi family, and it will also involve the affection of the Zhenbei Army...

Mr. Lin is just a reason to provoke trouble!
Song Liyun and Zhao Tingduo looked at each other, and they both saw a clear smile on each other's face.

Zhao Tingduo held Song Liyun's hand tightly, feeling inexplicably happy.

My mother often said that beauty is easy to get, love is like the wind, and it is rare to meet a confidant who understands her heart.

Now Ayun can understand himself.

Since both of them are determined to establish their own business district, they immediately talked about their plans for the future with great interest!
Caravans, tribes, and future grasslands.

Song Liyun also talked about the frozen storage, fresh transportation, and the need to make ice in summer, which can keep the mutton fresh, which aroused Zhao Tingduo's amazement.

The tension and depression of the imminent war and the resentment and embarrassment of facing the unfeeling relatives were all left behind by the two of them at this moment.

While speaking, a horse galloped ahead.

The night was dark and the stars were dark. Before Song Liyun could tell who it was, Zhao Tingduo whistled, and the horse neighed and stopped.

Abu leaned over and said, "Young Master, I have already caught up with Song Lao Er, and he is under the thatched shed ten miles ahead."

In the thatched shed, Song Lao Er was tied hands and feet, gagged, and was yelling "woo hoo" with frightened eyes.

He changed several lanes along the way and ran for most of the night, how could he be caught.

In the thatched shed, apart from the groom driving the cart, there were three men wrapped in fur robes and covering their faces. The silver package had been opened, and the white silver was just laid out like this.

There are people all around, but the thatched hut where passers-by can rest their feet is eerily quiet.

The night wind rustled the edge of the thatched shed, and the dim yellow light of the deathly wind lamp cast a gloomy hazy light on the surroundings.

Song Laoer sat on the ground feeling scared and cold, and these people just looked at him silently, as if they were looking at a dead person.

Not long after, there was another sound of horseshoes on the dark official road, and they came towards the grass shed.

Following a series of footsteps, a woman wearing sheepskin boots and a snow-white cloak, accompanied by a tall and handsome man, walked into the hut, walked straight to Song Laoer and slowly opened her hood.

When Song Laoer saw Song Liyun's face clearly, the hope of life suddenly burst out in his eyes, hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey heh

Song Liyun didn't let him approach her at all, so she turned around and walked aside, as if she just wanted to get closer to see Song's second son's face clearly.

At this time, the strange man who followed Song Liyun had already spoken: "Take off the cloth from his mouth!"

Someone stepped forward to remove the cloth towel from Song Laoer's mouth.

(End of this chapter)