A merchant ship from the Luo family fleet returned from the Kingdom of Korea and slowly docked at the dock.
Two special unkempt and dirty passengers walked out of the dark, smelly and turbid cargo hold, and finally saw the sun outside. The warm sunshine made them close their eyes, and they even felt like crying.
"Brother, we are here."
"Brother, is this Harbor City?"
"That's right, it's exactly the same as the color picture in the Oriental Times, and it's even more beautiful."
"What a rich and prosperous place, it's a pity that we can't own it." Wakda said with both greed and regret in his eyes.
"It's impossible. Unless the Han people here become degenerate, selfish, and weak in a hundred years, we will have the opportunity to take advantage of them." Yue Tuo shook his head and said.
That's right.
These two men in their thirties, who looked like beggars, were Dabeile Yuetuo and Sibeile Wakda of the Houjin Khanate. When they saw the Harbor City for the first time, they did not show any surprise or envy.
There is only greed, desire, and the pity that the city cannot be conquered due to lack of strength.
However, they are dignified Dajin Baile and have a distinguished status. Why did they become so sloppy?
Moreover, they came to Xujiazhuang to perform a mission. Is it just the two of them without some escorts around them?
Brought it.
When they set out from Shengjing at the end of February, they not only brought a lot of money and valuable gifts, but also brought a total of fifty of the most elite Jurchen warriors.
It's just that when they passed through the Kingdom of Korea, they acted arrogantly and a little arrogantly, which led to them being besieged by thousands of Koreans!
But Yue Tuo and others were not afraid. They showed off their weapons and fought bloody battles. At the cost of a few minor injuries, they killed thousands of Koreans, and the rest fled in fear.
I thought that after seeing the powerful force of the Jurchen warriors, the Koreans would stop. Unexpectedly, while eating in a restaurant, they collectively took laxatives, their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and they were once again besieged by thousands of Koreans.
Then came a journey of running away, hiding and having nightmares for half a month.
All the money and gifts were lost.
All fifty warriors died in the battle.
Only Yue Tuo and Wakda were left. They lurked into Incheon Port and secretly boarded the Luo family merchant ship. This time, it was finally transferred because the ship was bound for Harbor City. Secondly, after the ship owner discovered them, he did not proceed.
Although he was in trouble, he provided shelter and help, thus escaping from death.
After experiencing this ordeal, Yue Tuo and Wakda learned two unforgettable lessons: first, if there are too many ants, they can really kill an elephant; second, when there are few people, never squawk.
Be sure to keep a low profile.
"Both of you, please get off the boat. This is twenty silver coins, which will be enough for your expenses for a few days. If you are really a big golden Baylor, you will be rich in the future. Just don't forget me, Luo Jindou." The boat owner handed the silver coins to them and said.
.
"Thank you, Boss Luo. I will definitely repay you for your life-saving grace!"
Yue Tuo took the silver dollar and said.
…
As a foreigner, I was tortured by a disinfectant bath at the port immigration office.
After going through the immigration formalities, they received a temporary passport that could stay for up to thirty days. However, the reason Yue asked them for entry, "Baylor from the Kingdom of Dajin came to visit Master Xu," was not recognized. Instead, they were ridiculed a lot. In addition,
Since I couldn't produce anything to prove my identity, I could only change it to 'doing business'.
We finally entered the bustling Harbor City.
Brothers Yue Tuo and Wakda were so dazzled by everything here that they even temporarily forgot about their mission.
In the next few days, they transformed into gourmets and spent their time tasting various delicacies.
But the twenty silver dollars given by Boss Luo were quickly squandered, and he had no money at all.
But it doesn't matter.
Through the "Oriental Times" and the city radio, they found a good way to make a fortune - that is to participate in the "combat competition" in the south of the city. This kind of competition is legal. Soldiers of the Xu family army, foreign warriors, and strong men who are not registered in Xujiazhuang
Both men and women can sign up to participate. They only wear head protection, crotch protection and boxing gloves, and engage in unlimited fighting. The rules for determining the winner are simpler. The one who falls to the ground for more than fifteen seconds loses, or the one who voluntarily admits defeat loses.
In addition, there are wrestling matches, which aim to cultivate the martial spirit of Xujiazhuang people.
Moreover, it is also possible to place bets at the market opening, which attracts a large number of people with spare money who like to watch muscle clashes to watch the game every day and try their luck.
Although Yue Tuo and Wakda are both over thirty and past the peak of their physical strength, they consider themselves to be the best Jurchen warriors. They have experienced countless cruel tests in the bitter cold land of Liaodong and will never be weaker than
Any Han Chinese.
What's more, if you play in a game, you can get 20 silver dollars as an appearance fee. If you are injured, the organizer will reimburse the medical expenses. If you are accidentally killed, you can get 300 silver dollars in insurance compensation. Therefore, countless people have died.
People who think they are brave come here to try their luck.
Participate.
You must go to the arena and test the strength of the Han warriors.
Immediately after, Yue Tuo and Wakda brothers, in the roles of the 'Big Golden Warriors', both passed the assessment and successfully stepped onto the arena stage.
In the next five days, the two brothers made a total of nine appearances, participating in seven unrestricted fighting matches and two wrestling matches.
As for the results, there were eight losses and one win. Only Yue Tuo won a wrestling match with his skills.
The rest is a complete failure!
The two brothers were beaten until their noses were bruised, their faces were swollen, and they were covered with bruises. Logically, they should have chosen to leave the show a long time ago, but they still continued to play one show after another without believing in evil. Even because of their spirit of fighting against defeat, among the audience, there was a feeling of "dissatisfaction".
Give up the Baylor Brothers' resounding nickname.
Losing the game, the physical pain is secondary, and the most important mental blow is extremely huge.
Wakda's eyes were empty and he said with a desperate look: "We are no match for even the lowest level of ninth-rate fighters. How can we defeat those first-rate and second-rate fighting masters? Is it possible to win?"
"Do you still want to beat the fighting master? Let's be realistic. It's impossible. Our strength, even at its peak, is probably only equivalent to that of an eighth-rate fighter. It's difficult to even hit the seventh-rate. We underestimated this city.
There are so many masters in this city, it’s unfathomable. I also heard that a total of ten top fighting masters who can win every battle have been born in the gladiatorial arena in the south of the city. Eight of them are from the Xu family army and two are from the civilians, but they have been
We have specially recruited Xu Jiajun, which means that the ten strongest top fighters in the world are all in the Xu Jiajun. If we encounter them on the battlefield, characters like you and me will probably be dealt a blow."
Yue Tuo lowered his head and said feeling deeply helpless.
Can't win.
Facing the terrifying Xujiazhuang, no matter in any aspect, they have no chance of winning!
Surrender.
At this stage, humble and sincere surrender to Xujiazhuang is the only road with a bright future for Daikin. The rest are desperate dead ends.
It's just that they have been in Harbor City for more than ten days and have used various methods in the hope of meeting the senior officials of Xujiazhuang and making their request for cooperation. However, they have no credentials, no gifts, and they can't speak Chinese.
What they said was not particularly standard, and their external image really didn't look like that of a big golden Baylor, so they repeatedly ran into obstacles and no one believed them. Instead, they ended up with a name that was ridiculed in the arena.
what to do?
How can we break the situation, fulfill our mission, and enable Daikin to get out of the predicament?
After racking their brains, no good solution came up, and in the end they only reached a consensus: stay.
You must find a way to stay in Harbor City. As long as you can stay here for a long time, you will always find a way to achieve your goal.
So a few days later, when they were almost recovered from their injuries, under the kind introduction of the boss of the arena (most of those who could board the arena were strong enough to be qualified strong laborers), Yue Tuo and Wakda, both
I became a porter at the port, found a formal job, and successfully obtained a work visa. I can stay for up to one year, and those with outstanding performance can extend it to three years.
Enough.
This time is enough for them to operate.
Then for Yue Tuo and Wakda, their careers as port porters began.
From the noble Dajin Baylor to being reduced to porters doing heavy physical labor, their lives were definitely a dark and low-level history, second only to the half-month life of running for their lives in the Kingdom of Korea.
But after only working for two or three days, Yue Tuo and Wakda adapted to the intensity of labor as porters, and even began to feel that this kind of life was very good and not a low point.
On average, I only work eight hours a day and rarely work overtime (Xujiazhuang follows a healthy and sustainable development path and will not imitate extreme capitalists and squeeze employees like lemons. This is a path that brings destruction).
There are a variety of tools and machinery that greatly reduce labor intensity and improve efficiency.
Two meals a day are included, there is plenty of oil and water, and there is fish and meat every day, which is very delicious.
The salary is 350 Wen per day, which is about 10 silver dollars per month. This is a low-paying position that is not considered attractive to workers with local registered residence in Harbor City, but in Yuetuo, Wakda and other foreign workers,
In people's eyes, it is definitely a high-paying job that is difficult to find elsewhere.
At night there is a lot of nightlife.
You can spend fifty or sixty pennies and go to the cinema to watch a movie.
You can find a cheap food stall on the street, order a table of cheap and plentiful seafood, and have a dozen cheap beers. While drinking and eating seafood, you can talk nonsense with your coworkers. In just a few days, you can even speak Chinese.
The level has improved a lot.
Over time.
Yue Tuo is somewhat used to this kind of life. He feels that it is very calm and peaceful. There is not so much fighting and killing. He lives a fulfilling and comfortable life every day with less pressure to survive. It is very suitable for retirement.
Wakda simply began to be assimilated here, and once even said: "It's not bad to live like this for a lifetime. The salary of 350 cash a day is not enough to support a family. What if Daikin really fails that day?"
, it’s not bad to live in seclusion here..."
Then there is the horror. The Jurchens are a people who are born to eat meat and plunder. How can they have the weakness of the Han people, the idea of taking care of the family, and being content with a small fortune? Once they become like the Han people, they will still be able to use the knife in the future.
If you can kill people, can you conquer other nations instead of being conquered by more barbaric and cruel nations?
It's terrible.
This place simply has a kind of magic, a magic that makes people sink and quickly assimilate people. To be honest, Wakda does not resist the erosion of this magic in his heart, because this kind of life is obviously better than in Liaodong.
Much more. The quality of life of a porter here is not necessarily lower than that of a big Jinbeile like him. At least he can eat seafood and meat every day.
But it’s April 20th.
It’s been just over a month since I arrived in Harbor City.
Several intelligence officers from the Xujiazhuang Intelligence Department took two sketches of their portraits and found Yue Tuo and Wakda who were quite worried by name. They took out the sketches, compared them carefully, and said: "Hou Jin's
Dabeile, Sibeile, someone reported you for bragging and pretending to be a foreign big shot... I didn't expect you were not fake. Please prepare a little and come with me."