Both their appearance and their clothing showed that these people were not native Mongolians, let alone Han Chinese.
There were several gunshots, and a dozen or so foreigner cavalry team rushed straight towards the Chang family's camel team. Seeing this, the Chang family quickly organized to meet the enemy, but the muskets opened fire just ten feet away.
Several Chang family swordsmen were unprepared and were immediately shot to the ground.
Losing several combatants at once, the Chang family's camel team became chaotic, and two close men quickly blocked Chang Minyue behind them.
The Stranger Fire Gun Team was very experienced in dealing with the situation at hand. They did not rush directly into the camel caravan. Instead, they fired the fire guns, turned around and stayed away, and then came back after loading the gunpowder.
Six or seven people were divided into one group and two groups. There was always one group of people who kept shooting at the camel caravan.
For a time, the Chang family's camel team suffered heavy casualties and had no choice but to retreat north along the stone bridge of the Tula River, and were about to collide with Tie Mo's team.
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Tie Mo was very curious, why did a group of old musketeers appear on the banks of the Tula River?
It seems that this old Maozi cavalry is still professional in robbing. "What's going on with this Fire Gun Cavalry?"
Aqige's face was as gloomy as water, and he looked at the battle situation not far away coldly, "These are red-bearded horse bandits. About eight years ago, such a group of horse bandits appeared near the Tula River, specializing in robbing Han caravans."
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"Red-bearded horse bandits?" Tie Mo frowned, what red beard? These people are definitely old men who came from Tsarist Russia.
Tie Mo has not yet decided whether to help the Chang family's camel team. In fact, he is quite happy to see Chang Minyue suffer.
Tie Mo didn't take the initiative to help, but the Chang family's camel team rushed over, and Chang Minyue shouted from a distance.
"Tie, are you watching this young lady being killed? Why don't you help me quickly?"
Tie Mo was not a good person, and when he heard Chang Minyue's words, he immediately became angry.
"Are you stupid? Why don't you throw away the goods and camels quickly? It's important to escape for your life!"
"You..." Chang Minyue was so angry that her eyebrows stood up, but what Tie Mo said was quite reasonable. With the camel cargo, he would definitely not be able to run fast. In desperation, Chang Minyue could only admit defeat and reluctantly give in.
People drop the goods first.
After the red-bearded horse bandits got the goods, they immediately stopped pursuing them. They led the camels and turned around to evacuate in the opposite direction.
Tie Mo pinched his chin, somewhat confused by these old men. Isn't it too arrogant to evacuate with goods in full view of everyone? Robbery also requires skills.
A truly professional horse bandit must come and go like the wind, only carrying the goods he can take away, and never slowing down the transfer speed.
These old men were so greedy that they took away not only the goods, but also the camels.
After thinking about it carefully, he waved to Zhou Dingshan and others, gave a few instructions, and then divided into two teams with Aqige and ran in different directions.
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An hour later, the red-bearded horse bandit huddled on a grassy field and sadly found that he was surrounded.
Because he was dragging too much cargo, the originally very fast horse bandit was unable to outrun other people's legs. When he found someone blocking the road ahead, it was already too late.
The red-bearded horse bandits often robbed Han caravans in the past, and they always left in a swagger afterward. This was the first time someone made dumplings for them.
Tie Mo would never be polite to this group of old Maozi horse bandits. Zhou Dingshan took the lead, and a dozen archers started firing arrows at Lao Maozi from a few dozen feet away.
I have to say that the firearms of this era are really heartbreaking. The firecracker in Lao Maozi's hand looks very lethal, but its range is not as good as the longbow in Zhou Dingshan's hand.
Dozens of arrows were shot out, and four or five old men were killed in the end. The remaining people saw that the range was inferior to others and that they had no advantage. They dismounted one by one and hid behind the camels, shivering.
Lao Maozi hid behind the camel and couldn't come out. Tie Mo had no other solution for a while. If he took the initiative to attack and entered the range of the fire gun, there would inevitably be casualties. Tie Mo was not stupid enough to sacrifice his own life for the Chang family's goods.
brother.
One of them couldn't hide, and the other didn't take the initiative to attack. The scene suddenly became weird and stiff.
Aqige couldn't stand it anymore, so he poked Tie Mo in the waist with his riding crop, "What are you waiting for? With just the few people they have, they can all be taken care of in one charge."
"What are you charging at? The fire blunderbuss in their hands are not fire sticks. You saw it just now. Their marksmanship is very good. Once they enter the shooting range, we will kill and injure several people."
"The warriors of Mongolia are never afraid of death!"
"Yes, I know your people can fight, but there is no need for us to risk our lives for the Chang family's goods!"
Chang Minyue's face turned cold, and her heart felt as if someone had burned it with a fire stick. After a long time, she calmed down a little, and she pointed to the camel caravan in the distance with an expressionless face.
"I promise you that as long as I can get the goods back, I will give you half of it. You don't have to worry that I will trouble you later. If I do this, the princess will not make it easy for my Chang family."
Although the cooperative relationship between Aqige and Tie Mo has never been mentioned to outsiders, Chang Minyue is smart and has already seen some clues. If the relationship was not close to a certain extent, Aqige would have brought
Naiman soldiers help Tie Mo deliver goods?
After hearing Chang Minyue's assurance, Tie Mo's face relaxed a little, "Thank you, Miss Chang, for your generosity."
Just as Tie Mo was about to order an attack, he heard Han Niu'er shouting hastily.
"Brother Tie, look, what do these red beards want to do?"
Turning around, he saw a firecracker protruding from behind the camel. The firecracker was also supported by a piece of white cloth. The white cloth was fluttering in the cold wind, which was very dazzling.
Did Lao Maozi surrender?
As if to verify Tie Mo's idea, a burst of clear Chinese words came from the distance.
"Don't attack, goods, we don't want it, let's admit defeat."
Tie Mo was suddenly a little surprised. As far as he knew, there were no formal exchanges between the Ming Dynasty and Tsarist Russia these days, let alone trade. Why did an old man who could speak Chinese appear?
"The one who can speak Chinese, put down your gun and come here alone. Let's talk. If you are not honest, you will both die!"
"Okay... don't attack, I'll be there right away..."
Soon, an old man with a white face and a beard came over. Judging from his appearance, this guy should be in his thirties.
"Hello, noble warrior, my surname is Ivanje Mikhanov!"
As soon as Lao Maozi opened his mouth, Tie Mo and others were amused. It seemed that although Lao Maozi spoke Chinese quite fluently, he still did not understand the meaning of the words well.
"Hello, Ivanjie, my name is Tie Mo. I would like to ask why you appeared near the Tula River? Are you, Tsarist Russia, going to attack the Mongolian tribes?"
Tie Mo said casually, but Aqige listened in. She raised her eyebrows and took out the scimitar in her hand.
Evanjie's eyes widened and he was so frightened that he quickly waved his hands.
"No, no, no, the great Russia has no intention of attacking the Mongolian tribes. I just... I just..."
Evanjie seemed to have something to hide, but under the threat of death, he still chose to tell the truth.
It turns out that Evanjie is also a person with a story, and it also has a tragic past.
More than ten years ago, during the Wanli Dynasty, Ivanjie led his people through Siberia and Mongolia through all kinds of hardships, from Xuanfu to Beijing, and arrived at the sacred country of his dreams. In the capital, Ivanjie paid tribute to this great country.
The kingdom was filled with admiration. Looking at the majestic buildings and the dazzling array of objects, Ivanjie felt that the most correct decision in his life was to venture to the mysterious eastern kingdom.
Unfortunately, just when Evanjie was at his happiest, a basin of cold water was poured on him.