The fortress is not an ordinary city, and it does not have the habit of closing the city gates at certain times of the night to prevent entry and exit.
After all, some scouts or small-scale marches usually set off secretly at night.
Ren Ning took the money and some interesting things and ran to the gate of Xicheng to queue up, preparing to go out to the city to do some shopping.
There are so many soldiers in the fortress that it is almost impossible for the gatekeepers to recognize them. Therefore, special tokens are needed to confirm identity when entering and leaving the fortress.
Ren Ning naturally took him with him and left the city smoothly.
In the large plain outside the west gate, blazing torches have already been lit.
The caravan tents and carriages were lined up in long rows, forming temporary small streets.
Some merchants are still having dinner, but those who are more eye-catching can't wait to put out their products, happily waiting for the soldiers to come up to choose or exchange.
The military honors of the soldiers in Yanjie are not low, and they are paid out relatively promptly. In addition, the military credits are almost useless except for betting or sending them back to their hometowns. Therefore, many soldiers have some in their hands.
In addition, this is a border area, and any situation of killing and stealing goods is possible. Some soldiers also have some rare things in their hands.
Smart businessmen passed by and were ready to take advantage of them.
After getting off the suspension bridge, Ren Ning habitually swept around with his golden finger.
There was a large area of densely packed yellow numerical values in front of me, and there were also many scarlet numbers sandwiched in between.
He blinked, not surprised at all.
The business journey is long and full of dangers. Almost every caravan is equipped with guards. And many of the guards have seen blood.
The Yanqi Fortress in front of us has strict military discipline and does not allow robbery of passing merchants, but the guards have to guard against it.
After all, robbery is not allowed in the fortress, but what about secretly?
No one can tell clearly.
Ren Ning withdrew his gaze and slowly looked through the stalls.
There are things he likes, so he asks the price, and then negotiates again and again.
If you don't like it, just pass it by.
It didn't take long for him to convert all the things he wanted to sell into money and buy some that he could use.
So many caravans traveled thousands of miles from all over Xiliang, and they really brought back a lot of good things.
At least Ren Ning bought another crystal.
He pondered secretly.
Now that you have two crystals in your hand, go back to the construction camp and ask Iron Tiangong to polish them and make a telescope.
Before, I just drew a schematic diagram of a bellows for the building camp. Ren Ning didn't expect that such a common tool could be exchanged for many rewards.
I will get out the telescope later. This kind of thing is more practical for war, and I think I can get a lot of military merit in exchange for it.
It's a pity that he is in the fortress and someone is watching him at all times.
It is almost impossible to avoid the fortress and create something novel on your own, as there are neither materials nor conditions.
Unless he is transferred to the construction camp as Tietian Gong proposed before.
However, it is impossible to transfer. It is impossible to work as a logistics worker in this life.
After withdrawing his thoughts, Ren Ning continued to browse various stalls.
He wanted to find some medicine.
Compared to food, there is probably not much medicine left in the fortress.
Every time Mrs. Zhang came to change the dressing, she would get very angry when she saw that he was not lying down properly.
The two of them were neither relatives nor friends, and Ren Ning was just one of the many wounded people under her command. Of course Mrs. Zhang did not feel sorry for his body, but she was worried that he would crack the wound again and waste the medicine.
It's just that medicines, like war horses, are materials valued by all parties, including caravans.
Ren Ning looked around several rows of stalls, but couldn't find any.
He was neither surprised nor forced.
It was still early, so Ren Ning continued to stroll slowly and browse the merchants' things, pretending to be out for a walk.
Suddenly, he stopped and his eyes fell on the carriage in front of him.
The carriage is embroidered with the words "peace", "wealth" and other words in Xiliang script.
When the car owner watching next to him saw a customer coming, he quickly put down the food in his hand and greeted him with a smile.
Ren Ning glanced at him.
The stall owner is middle-aged, tall, tall, with a tall nose and blue eyes. He is a typical Xiliang native.
Since there are caravans from Yunchui traveling all the way to Xiliang to do business, it is not surprising that there are also caravans from Xiliang coming to Yunchui to sell and buy.
What really caught Ren Ning's attention was the black dog tied next to the carriage.
The black dog was dirty because of the long journey. At this time, it was full of food and drink and was lying on the ground to rest.
Seeing Ren Ning looking over, it barked twice and wagged its tail affectionately.
Ren Ning's heart moved.
If he did not admit his mistake, this should be the black dog that barked and harassed him and Youmeng when he first arrived in the Kailun tribe.
Ren Ning couldn't help but look at the stall owner again, but he didn't look familiar, so he squatted down and carefully flipped through the products in front of him.
There are a lot of things on the stall, most of which are top-grade livestock skins and cured dried meat. They are neatly organized.
Winter is about to begin. If these things are transported to the rich and prosperous east of Yunchui, they will be very popular among the nobles and sell them at a high price.
Ren Ning carefully selected and bought some wool for keeping warm and more than ten kilograms of high-quality dried meat. He took another look at the densely packed livestock surrounding the carriage, and then turned around and left with satisfaction.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Since there are still Kailun tribesmen who come out to do business, and they seem to be in a peaceful state of mind, it doesn't seem like they have suffered any major changes. The various goods on display are also very neat and clean.
I think the situation in the tribe is pretty good.
Perhaps the fortress's expedition to the west some time ago was the same as before. It only drove away those Xiliang raiders who tried to move eastward, and did not intrude on tribes such as Kailun who had always been close to Yunchui.
Ren Ning walked back carelessly, and after a dozen or twenty feet before reaching the suspension bridge, Ren Ning accidentally bumped into a guard who was passing by.
The other party laughed and quickly bowed out of the way to apologize, "I'm so sorry, General. There were too many people nearby just now, and I bumped into you without paying attention..."
Ren Ning's expression suddenly changed.
flutter!
He threw down the dried meat he had just bought.
A cold light flashed.
The scimitar that accompanied him to cut a bloody path through the grassland was already in his hand.
Whizzing.
The guard still had a smile on his face, but he had been stabbed once in each arm.
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Bleeding!
ah.
The man screamed and was kicked to the ground by Ren Ning.
He quickly stepped forward and stepped on the person, then turned the handle of the knife and hit the opponent's head hard with a bang, knocking the person unconscious.
what's the situation?
There must be something around me, as if someone pressed the pause button.
Wow.
After several panicked screams.
Both the soldiers in the fortress and the caravan guards reacted quickly, subconsciously pulled out their sidearms, looked at the people next to them warily, and began to slowly gather into a team.
The situation is getting increasingly tense.
Although countless people were pointing their swords at him, Ren Ning turned a blind eye.
He turned his arms and carefully touched his back.
One look at Ren Ning's attire showed that he was a fortress soldier. When the situation was unclear, the caravan guards drew their weapons just for self-protection and did not dare to attack him at all.
Even if he just stabbed and knocked out a guard-looking person.
"Old Ren, what's going on?"
Among the soldiers nearby were men from the Eighth Battalion. They quickly recognized Ren Ning and rushed over to protect him.
"Work carefully." Ren Ning opened his hand, and there was a thin tube of liquid in his palm.
He glanced at it and his heart trembled.
Red value 90.
It's definitely a good thing that will seal your throat at the sight of blood and kill people.
Boom boom boom.
A large group of heavily armed gatekeepers drove over like a tank, surrounded Ren Ning and the guy who fell on the ground without any reason, and disappeared at the city gate in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, the cavalryman from the eighth battalion quickly picked up the things Ren Ning bought and followed them back to the fortress.
After such a commotion, things quickly calmed down outside the west city.
Seeing this, some caravans did not even dare to stop for the night anymore. They called their members to break up camp and headed east overnight.