Gao Xing walked in the camp and found that the uncles' eyes changed when they looked at him. If they said they had recognized and praised him, then they would accept him now, and felt that they were almost the same as them...

"Good boy, it was really good last night." Old Chen brought the bowl to Gao Jin and signaled him to squat down and talk, "You don't have to wonder, these trolls have always only recognized the ability. The leader of the horse thief you killed, the bandit name Qingyan Biao, and the horse thief outside the border is also a tit-sized one."

"That horse thief is very capable." Gao Jin responded, not complacent.

"You are so calm. If I was young, I would have been able to blow it for a while!"

"Uncle Chen, I think the leader of the horse thief is not very powerful, and his martial arts are also..."

"What do you know? Qingyan Biao was a fugitive from Dingbian Camp back then. His martial arts skills were not bad. You could kill him with one shot instead of shooting him with a bow and arrow. If anyone had to look up to you."

Old Chen's words made Gao Jin realize that no matter how good he performed before, his uncles and uncles at most regarded themselves as good juniors, rather than now starting to regard themselves as reliable companions, because they fought with the thieves face to face and chopped back to the other party's head.

After breakfast, everyone was busy, Gao Jin was no exception. He directed his friends to pack up the goods and camp, poured the boiled water that had been boiled into the skin, and checked the seized horses taken care of by the slaves. He was busy but not messy and well organized. His father and uncle nodded when they saw it, but Gao Jin did not notice it.

When the caravan set off again, the team had already stretched out a lot. Gao Jin rode his horse, and there were three followers whom his father had chosen for him from the captives of the horse thieves. The horse thieves outside the border were complex, including wandering Mongolian warriors, desperate men in the walls, deserters, and good-children who were trapped. Of course, after rolling in the horse thieves' den, there would never be any kind people.

Gao Chong was the follower of Gao Jin's horse thieves, so he wanted Gao Jin to subdue them, which was also his further training for Gao Jin.

Wuyan, Ma Monkey, and Li San followed Gao Jin, the new master, and they were not unfamiliar with it. They were prisoners, and it was already a blessing that they were not tied to a rope and sold as slaves.

"Wuyan, tell me, how did you become a horse thief?"

Gao Jin looked at Wuyan who led his horse. This was a Jurchen name. Wuyan means wild boar, so he was very curious about the origin of this Mongolian.

"The tribe suffered a disaster, and the Taiji people above didn't care, so we could only go out and grab it..."

The original tribe of Wuyan was under the Urianha family. The "White Disaster" was the heavy snow and cold weather on the grassland outside the border. In recent years, the cold winter outside the border became more and more severe. After a heavy snow, it was common for livestock to freeze to death. Even the entire tribes were frozen to death. Without livestock, they would have no livelihoods in the next year. The tribes of the grassland could only use extreme methods to survive. Small tribes fought and plundered each other, or were annexed by large tribes. The large tribes often struggled to invade the Ming Dynasty and plundered materials from the border walls for the winter. Those small tribes could only be treated as cannon fodder, or consumed, or waited for the Taiji nobles above to enjoy the leftovers after the bloody battle. However, the people in the border town of Daming would suffer any disaster.

Not every time those big tribes can make a profit, who will care about the life and death of those small tribes? Thinking of their dead wife and children, Wu Yan's face showed an angry expression, "Xiao Daiqing of the Aohan tribe opened the two cities of wood and horses. All his own tribes can eat and drink, but they are not allowed to go to trade with each other. In the end, we had to secretly trade with the caravans of the Ming Dynasty, but Xiao Daiqing said that we broke the rules and finally destroyed our entire tribe."

"Have you ever thought about taking revenge?"

"Avenge, sir, jokingly, the Aohan tribe is now the leader of the tribes in the south of the Mo..."

Looking at Wu Yan with a depressed look on his face, Gao Jin didn't say anything else, but instead looked at the other two newcomers, "Where are you?"

"Sir, we really can't survive, so we became bandits." Mahouzi was a bachelor and directly explained the origins of the two. He and Li Sanben were soldiers guarding the dormitory of the Boluo Fort. They withdrew supplies and treated the soldiers harshly. They had not received any salary for three months and were unable to bear the abuse, so they simply killed their boss and escaped from the wall and threw themselves into the horse thief.

Gao Jin was speechless for a moment. Seeing his depressed face, Wei Lianhai, who was beside him, said, "This is the world. Good people will not be rewarded, but those who do evil will enjoy happiness. What kind of good people are good people, but our men are also suffering from blood on their hands, and it is useless to think too much."

Wei Lianhai did not persuade Gao Jin, but instead made Gao Jin feel even more depressed. He didn't know what to say, so he could only urge his mount to go to the front of the team. Looking at the vast wilderness dunes, he felt a little better.

The sun was hanging high, and the caravan that had been walking for a long time finally stopped to rest. Gao Jin directed the guys to bury the pot and cook rice, and brought several trucks of coal. It was always good to eat hot soup.

The originally lengthened team gathered together again, and the vans were still standing in front of each other. The caravans had long been used to this. However, the prisoners watched the caravans behave in this way, and the veteran horse thieves realized that their losses were not unfair.

Although they were hungry, the prisoners did not dare to ask for food from the caravans. However, Wu Yan and the others all gave each bowl of rice, which made the prisoners envious.

Gao Jin squatted on the ground and was having dinner with Mulan. At the moment, the guys were obedient and were very conscious of working. However, the three newcomers looked obedient, but they were not as good as the guys' thoughts.

After Wu Yan ate a bowl of millet rice, he added the bowl several times, and put it down until he couldn't add any taste. Mahouzi and Li San were not better than him. The life of the horse thief was not easy, so they still ate seventy percent full for the first time.

“There are horses.”

Gao Jin suddenly stood up, and he could feel the ground trembling slightly under his feet. Looking at the other side, the uncles outside the caravan had already been leisurely hanging up and gathering together, so he should have known it a long time ago.

A large piece of yellow sand rose in the distance, and Gao Jin saw a line of yellow sand rolling in, looking quite loud. He thought this was at least a hundred horse team.

When he rode his horse to his father, Gao Jin felt much calmer when he saw his father's face as usual. A big fight last night made him grow a lot and he was full of energy.

The horse team on the opposite side came very fast, but it slowed down from the caravan. At this time, Gao Jin could already see the appearance of the horse team in the gradually dissipated sandstorm. It was a Mongolian cavalry team. You could also see the leading warriors wearing armor, while the others were only wrapped in leather robes.

...

Habadantel asked his men to stop. He rode forward alone, squinted at the caravan in front. When he saw the caravan full of cargo and the string of black prisoners behind, his face filled with smiles.

The Aji tribe was originally one of the majority of the Hetao Mongolian governments, but for several years, they fought with the Ming Dynasty's official army for several years, and their power was not as strong as before. The tribe originally had a thousand households and now only had three hundred households left, and Habadantel was one of them.

Gao Jin watched the Mongolian cavalry team suddenly rode out. When he didn't know what these Mongolians meant, his father laughed and said to him, "You should be optimistic about the team, don't relax your guard!" After that, he rode forward to greet him.

"Uncle Wei, those Tartars are..."

"The Tartars of the Aji tribe, who came out of the way, competed with you, Ada, and after losing, he recognized you, Ada and made Anda."

Gao Jin knew that the "Anda" mentioned by the Mongolians was a sworn brother, but seeing Wei Lianhai sneered, he guessed that Anda was just shouting from his mouth.

"This Aji tribe was a large part of the past, so naturally looked down on us small caravans. However, in recent years, these Tartars have detrimented to Camel City and their power has greatly damaged, so they regard us as guests."

"Uncle Wei, is this Aji Department our big customer?"

"If it were in the past, this Aji team would naturally be able to eat our goods, but now?"

Wei Lianhai shook his head. When Aji's army was arrogant and domineering, he had been attacking the border for many years. Fortunately, the generals of Luotuo City were not good at all. Since he started staring at Aji's army four years ago, the Aji's army is completely miserable now. The company has taken over Caotan and the Dapyo's army.

Just as Gao Jin was learning about the situation of Aji's tribe from Wei Lianhai, Gao Chong and Habadantel met. The two got off the horse and hugged each other. Although Habadantel was not tall, he was strong and strong.

"Brother Gao, long time no see, what good things did you bring here this time?"

"There is a group of horse thieves on the road who are not open and have captured many prisoners. Do you want it?"

Gao Chong said with a smile. The Habadantel in front of him looked like a honest and strong man, but in fact he was very thoughtful.

"What you want, brother Gao, you can offer a price."

The Aji tribe is now seriously injured and needs population replenishment. The horse thieves captured by Gao Chong are naturally despised by Habadantel in the past, and they are also used as couriers, but now they don’t care about so many.

Gao Jin looked at his father who was talking and laughing with the centurion of Aji's troops after dismounting, and had more ideas and understanding about the caravan's business.

Soon after, Gao Chong rode his horse back, and Habadantel also returned to the team, and then led the caravan ahead.

"Dad, are these Tartars from Aji's tribe reliable?"

"Where does this come from outside the Great Wall? The Aji tribe is now less powerful than before, and we all need it."

Gao Chongchao said that Aji's tribe was a relationship that the caravan had only established in the past two years. After the familiar tribe was annexed by Aji's tribe, they now walked this business road, and Aji's tribe became an obstacle that they could not avoid.

Soon, the teams of both sides gathered together and Gao Jin observed the cavalry team of Aji's troops at close range. He found that the Mongolian knights looked very strong, but their military preparations were not very good. Almost most of them were not wearing armor. They had bows and arrows, but they were mostly soft bows, and their lethality was average.

These Mongolian cavalry were very polite to the Gao family caravan. After all, the fifty or sixty horse thieves in the caravan were not decorations. Moreover, many people had seen their own centurion and the caravan owners, and they also knew that although the number of warriors in this caravan was not a decoration, they were all very powerful.
Chapter completed!