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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Three Port Discussions

The little man knew he couldn't escape, so he turned around and pulled out a bow from his wide outer robe, preparing to fight back to death.

He yelled.

An officer and soldier who knew some Uighur language shouted: "He is calling Uighurs... Holy War - will win!"

"It's the target group, capture him alive!"

"Swish swish swish!"

Several more crossbow arrows shot through his arms directly.

A cavalry rode his horse to catch up with him, reached out to grab it, and took off his chin.

Not far away, Sim, who was hiding under the eaves, hurriedly said.

"I can't get away with it!"

Great Mousa saw with his own eyes that his younger brother was almost shot into a hedgehog.

He wanted to rush out and fight desperately.

Mansour grabbed him tightly.

"Go away!"

"There are opportunities to take revenge."

Unfortunately, they can't wait for the opportunity.

Chen Yun and hundreds of cavalry happened to patrol the intersection.

How can this kind of tentative behavior be hidden from him?

"Other targets must be nearby."

"Quickly, mobilize people to block this area."

"Everyone covers the mask and searches for me from door to door!"

Soon, Big Moussa was shot against the Iron Front Army and died. Mansour wanted to ambush.

But he met a heavy cavalry like an iron can.

He slashed someone, stirring up a series of sparks without breaking his defense.

Forty-year-old heavy riders with armor, their defense is too terrifying.

The opponent swung the saber and cut Mansour in half from head to toe.

The Sim and his daughter were forced to throw away their weapons and surrender.

Sim can die, but his only daughter Lina is not considered a Uighur spy.

There is no need to lose a life that is as beautiful as a flower.

"General, we didn't kill you alone."

"Our original intention...is just stealing weapons."

"It's the end... I'll take my seven and a half brothers' lives."

"I surrender, please let my daughter go."

Chen Yun rode forward and looked down at Sim from a high place.

"You should be glad that no one died in our army."

"Otherwise, I will not give you a chance to surrender."

"Cooperate with the investigation!"

"Our army does not talk about mercy, but we will not kill indiscriminately."

With this sentence, Sim and Lina were relieved.

Many people often regret it until they die.

They may not have the courage to fight to the death.

soon.

Sim is for atonement.

Without interrogation, all the six secret strongholds outside the city that reached Helan Mountain were confessed.

Shen Lin handed the confession to Lu Zhichang.

"Look, your Shaanxi Road is like a sieve."

"I know everything about your Yongxing Army's mobilization and deployment of troops."

"But, Murong Dongsheng and I arrived an accident."

"They can't enter the military camp, so they don't know our strength."

"The war broke out too hastily."

"Karakhan is too arrogant and too urgent."

"When will the Yellow-headed Uighur Army be destroyed?"

"If he chooses to avoid the war and go to Helan Mountain to spend the winter."

"It's hard for us to achieve such great results."

Lu Zhichang was speechless.

The snow really melted.

If Sim had figured out the foundations of our armies.

Karakhan can completely change his tactics.

Relying on the flexibility of the light cavalry, we will fight guerrilla warfare with us.

The first thing that was dragged down was probably several coalition forces.

First of all, Shen Lin’s Iron Front Army could not stay in the northwest until April or May.

Secondly, the Uighur army had enough light cavalry, and it would be unbearable to attack alone.

But it is difficult for you to find his main force on the vast Hetao Plain.

The war was broken.

Lu Yanshi sighed.

"If there was no attack this time, who would have known that Jiuquan Shaoguo Restaurant was a Uighur spy nest that had been hidden for several years?"

"I think so!"

"In Chang'an City, there are also intelligence bases of the Liao Kingdom and other tribes in the Western Regions."

"Of course, there is no need to say about the Imperial City Division and the major families."

"History has always been almost inseparable from spies and businessmen."

Lu Zhichang said distressedly.

"That's fine if it's domestic."

"We won't turn against each other completely."

"But the Liao Kingdom's Secret Spy Department and other tribes must be found."

"Otherwise, it will have a great impact on our future actions."

"The Uighurs' own intelligence base is gone."

"But they can buy information!"

"Chen Lin, you have many ideas, please give me some advice!"

What do I mean by having so many tricks?

If you want a brilliant plan, you have to be a little sincere, right?

Chen Lin was reserved for a while, but he still broke through the defense under the pitiful gaze of the old man.

"Okay, I'm afraid of you!"

"In the early years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, you just need to learn it!"

"In Lanzhou or further west, choose a small town."

“I call it a trading port.”

"All transactions that concern foreign ethnic groups and foreign countries are carried out in designated places."

"Will all the foreigners who open shops in Chang'an move there, there will be no hidden dangers?"

Lu Yanshi worried.

"Governor, will the business be ruined if such a forced migration be ruined?"

"We have nearly two million taels of silver every month when we trade with merchants in the Western Regions."

"The profit is very considerable!"

Chen Lin smiled.

"Doing business with foreigners is not in the environment or in the products, do you understand?"

“Our glass products, high-end color cloths, ready-to-wear, cotton fabrics, high-end paper.”

"It's what they don't have."

"Even if you bring the trading port to the Gobi desert, you can make money."

"They still flock to them!"

"The most important thing is that you can collect business tax openly."

"Fifteen taxes are not suitable."

"Glass, jewelry, wine and other luxury goods can be taxed one ten times."

Can this still be done?

Two people can see through it at a glance.

The wool comes from the sheep.

Luxury goods are profitable.

For example, a set of transparent glass cups, a total of ten.

Chen Lin’s shipment price is 100 taels per set.

The Western Regions merchants usually get between 15 and 180 taels.

Depending on the purchase quantity, the discounts you enjoy vary.

Lu, Zhe, Yang Sanjia wants to set an example and pay taxes in their own business.

Ten taxes are just one, just a left hand against the right hand.

But the tax paid by others is pure profit!

Based on the current transaction volume, it is so rich that it goes in and out.

Thinking of the business tax that starts at 2 million a year from now on, the Lu family’s father and son’s eyes lit up.

Maybe more than that.

Since all trading ports have begun to impose commercial taxes.

Can major cities in the northwest be implemented?

At worst, it’s better to reduce it. Thirty taxes are OK, right?

Of course, one number cannot be fixed.

Luxury goods are subject to heavy taxes.

Chen Lin's big scissors are indeed useless when waving them.

It is actually not difficult to make money.

The premise is that you have to find legitimate reasons and ways.

For example, this spy assassination.

It's a particularly perfect excuse.

Don't you want to migrate?

That is probably because of ulterior motives.

Don’t blame us for raising the butcher knife!


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