Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 701 Sandstorm

An Li is about five or sixty years old. He wears a faded dark red felt hat on his head, and his sideburns are already white. .

"Friend, hum, I think money is your friend." Wu Peng, the chief banner officer of the Northeast Province, muttered.

An Liman obviously heard it, but he still held out his hand to Xie Xinghua in disapproval.

"Old guy, I'm afraid you're crazy about money. You know the way before I tell you where to go?" Naturally, it was impossible for Xie Xinghua to give the money directly to An Liman, looking suspiciously at the tanned man. the old man.

"Woo! I, An Liman, have lived in the desert for most of my life. There is no place in the entire Western Region that I haven't been to. I have been even further west.

Since you don't trust me, there's no need to come here. I'm very busy, so don't delay me feeding the camels. "An Liman saw that Xinghua was like this, turned around and continued to feed his camel.

"Just kidding! Just kidding! Our caravan needs to go to Yilibali in Kazakhstan, and we need to hire you as a guide. I think..." Xie Xinghua knew that Jin Yiwei's information could not be wrong. I have been to the west and hurriedly catch up.

Although Xie Xinghua is rough-tempered, he also knows that he cannot tell his destination. The road to the Holy Roman Empire is too far away, and it is impossible to rely on a guide. His plan is to go to Yilibali first, and then find a new one there wizard.

But before he finished speaking, An Liman turned around and pointed a finger at him.

"One silver coin a day?" Knowing that the guides here are paid by the day, Xie Xinghua took out a silver coin from his wallet and said.

"One gold coin a day, young man, the desert is not so easy to walk." An Liman shook his head, picked up a handful of grass and put it in the camel's trough.

"One gold coin, you are stealing money!" Before Xie Xinghua could speak, Xiaoqi official Dagang said unhappily.

Although Hami is located in the east of the Western Regions and close to Ming Dynasty, it is mostly inhabited by Hu people and Arabs and Europas in the west, and the silver is not as good as the gold and silver coins commonly used in the West.

In Western currencies, one gold coin is equal to ten silver coins, and one silver coin is equal to one hundred copper coins.

When they came, they had already inquired about it. The vendors here generally pay one silver coin a day for the guides, and because the natural environment in the desert is harsh and there are frequent robbers, the guides ask for daily settlements for safety reasons, so that in times of crisis Can run without any worries.

But this bad old man pays a gold coin a day for every mouthful. This is to slaughter them like pigs. Fang Dagang is used to being arrogant in Chahar, so he can't stand it.

"Of course I charge one silver coin for ordinary merchants, you are not ordinary merchants, and I, An Liman, have never seen you here.

Are you from Daming?It is very dangerous for Daming people to go west, and the price is not expensive, not expensive. "An Liman still looked like he loved to go or not.

Since Liu Hongjian beat the Raksha Kingdom to the point where they couldn't come to Europe, the people of the Raksha Country regarded the people of Ming as a big enemy, so much so that the merchants traveling westward in the Ming Dynasty were affected. After all, the northwest of Kazakhstan was Raksha.

Naturally, Xie Xinghua refused to give up just because of this small amount of money, and glared at Zoom Gang and put on a red face again.

In the end, it was easy to talk about it, and hired An Liman at the price of eight silver coins a day, and the destination was also determined to set off early tomorrow morning.

As soon as Xie Xinghua left, An Liman stroked his camel and grinned wickedly.

"Xiao Hong, look at these stupid Daming people, they like to bargain!"

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To the west of Hami City, you have to pass through a desert with a radius of more than 200 miles. The morning in the Western Regions is still cool in May, but the wind in the air is already extremely dry. By noon, people sitting on camels have started to sweat.

"Brother, we have been walking for three days, how long will it take to get out of this desert?" The sun was so strong that Gu Jia couldn't keep his eyes open.

Gu Jia is still very satisfied with An Liman that Xie Xinghua found. This old man can always find Haizi before the drinking water is about to run out, and he never gets lost in the desert.

"Hey, this is already the central area, so we still have to walk for three days." An Liman said casually.

"Brother, let's rest here for a while and eat something before we go." Although Gu Jia is only in his forties, he is different from An Liman who often runs in the desert. Perceived.

An Liman naturally had no objection to the boss's words, and the group let the camel squat down, took out the big naan and jerky from the luggage, and chewed on the water.

Tang Ruowang and Yu Le didn't dare to eat the big naan from the Western Regions, so they asked Xie Xinghua for dried meat. Xie Xinghua looked disgusted and took out two more pieces from the bag, thinking that these two foreigners could really eat them.

A group of people chatted one sentence at a time, and a group of people rushed over from a distance while they were talking, and the sand and dust they raised could be seen from a long distance.

Xie Xinghua, Wu Peng and the others looked at each other, and Cang Langlang drew the knife from his waist.

The desert is uninhabited, and the chance of meeting another group of people here is not much higher than the chance of a pie in the sky. Even if you can meet someone, the probability of being a robber is even higher.

From far to near, there must be at least [-] or [-] camel cavalry in that group of cavalry. Xie Xinghua tightened his saber and signaled several small flag officers to surround Gu Jia in the middle.

The [-] Ming soldiers were all soldiers who followed Liu Hongjian on the expedition to build slaves and fight the Raksha Maoxiong. This is an officer regiment, and most of the military positions are small banner officers or even general banner officers in the frontier army.

Although there were more people than them, none of the [-] Ming soldiers was timid. They just stood in the desert with their swords crossed and looked directly at the unknown cavalry.

"@#%@#￥...&%#%@!%" The leader of the camel cavalry stopped five steps away from Gu Jia's team, and said something that everyone couldn't understand.

Gu Jia and Xie Xinghua looked at each other, neither knowing what this person was talking about, but looking at the attire of these people, they all covered their faces with gray cloth, all in gray and black clothes, and the knives at their waists were all the same, they looked more like Where is the army.

"!@#!@￥%@#%@#...￥##" An Liman stood up and walked to the camel cavalryman while stroking the camel and saying, it was obvious that An Liman could not only understand what this man said, but also Also acquainted with him.

The two talked for a long time in front of everyone, and the officer on the camel looked at Xie Xinghua and the others with a smile from time to time, and leaning away, the officer led his men away in the direction they had come.

"They are soldiers from Turpan. They came here to patrol. I told them that everything is peaceful in the east, and they went back to work." An Liman explained when he saw that Gu Jia and others looked at him suspiciously.

"Well, it's thanks to my brother, otherwise we may have misunderstood the soldiers who didn't know Turpan. This journey, thanks to my brother." Gu Jia bowed his hands and saluted.

"Hey, it should be, we are friends!" An Liman still kept the mantra, and crossed his hands and stroked his chest in return.

"My lord said that the more people talk about their friends and honesty, the more dishonest and deceitful they are." Yu Liang, the little flag officer at the back of the team, whispered.

Gu Jia had no doubts about him, seeing that everyone had finished eating, she proposed to continue on their way.

After walking for more than half a day, when it was approaching dusk, the desert suddenly blew up a wind, and a black line was faintly visible in the northwest of the desert, and Gu Jia's face suddenly turned dark.

"It's a sandstorm!" Cold sweat broke out on Xie Xinghua's face.

　Thanks to book friends Mukongzhiyu, bili8021, and Drunken Lights for the reward of 100 taels.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)