Chapter 2372

Wang Yan felt that the city should be searched for a while, so he took people out to find work as usual.

In the small market near the city gate, Wang Yan and others, who have become familiar faces, are watching a group of businessmen fighting, while the sergeants on the side are not in charge. They even gather together to watch the excitement and point out from time to time.

The atmosphere was very relaxed. It didn't look like two important officials who had just been assassinated.

Businessmen are fighting. Naturally, they have no work to do.

Wang Yan and some of his men squatted on the side and talked in a low voice.

"It seems that Meier didn't take it seriously!"

"It's not that he didn't take it seriously. He's afraid he recognized that it was an internal assassination, which will make him nervous and worry that he will become the target of others, so at present, his energy should be inside Harley."

Wang Yan didn't expect that black thorn's action really disturbed ha lie's internal affairs, which can be regarded as a great achievement.

Xiao Guwei scrawled on the ground with a sharp stone, but if someone who has an impression of urban defense squats down and looks carefully, it won't be long before he will find that this is a map.

He ordered at all six gates, and finally smashed them heavily at the gate leading to Daming.

He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "the first is war horses. At least 300 horses should be used. There should be some water and dry food on them. It doesn't need to be more. It will be good in two or three days."

Wang Yan said, "they have arranged it."

The businessmen over there have almost finished the fight about market share. Several bloody people ran out and shouted, threatening to burn down the homes of those who hurt themselves.

So a group of people changed from fighting to quarreling, like a woman.

Chen Deng glanced at the city gate, exhaled heavily, and said, "it's hard. We don't want to live if anything goes wrong on either side."

The danger of rescuing more than 100 people is self-evident in nature. If anything goes wrong, it will be a desperate situation.

Wang Yan didn't want to affect his morale, so he said, "Chen Deng will go right away."

This was decided yesterday. Chen Deng stretched out his feet and confused the lines on the ground. He whispered, "take care, sir."

Wang Yan whispered, "remember, ten days. You'll leave right away before ten days."

Chen Deng nodded. Xiao Guwei stood up and kicked him to the ground.

The two immediately fought, and then Wang Yan went to persuade them to fight. Finally, Chen Deng was driven out of the small group.

He squatted on the side alone. After a businessman negotiated business, he used to flatter and smile to get a job, but Xiao Guwei drove him away with others.

More and more people came in and out of the city. Unable to find a living Chen Deng, he pulled the blood scab from the corners of his mouth and left the city alone.

This means that Chen Deng must go out of the city. Outside, he can wait for the caravan out of the city to find a job, that is, follow the caravan on the road.

There are many such things. The sergeant guarding the city doesn't want to take care of them at all.

……

After being forced to eat the chewed tendons that day, Ma song became a little neurotic.

He began to like to stare at the harlems' necks and talk to himself.

"... I will kill you, let you eat my shit, and let you eat my shit for generations."

He just talked and looked blankly.

Zhao Xing approached him and persuaded him, but it was useless at all.

This is not the first prisoner of war with mental problems. According to previous examples, Masson will become more and more crazy. Finally, he will take the initiative to attack the Hari people and be executed in public.

He could only smile bitterly and lower his head.

……

Wang Yan and his team received a job to help a businessman carry goods and get on the bus.

A total of eleven carts of goods, the reward is enough to feed them for a day. If they are willing, they can secretly find those businessmen to buy a small jar of wine.

At the city gate, more than 20 sergeants were staring at people and cars coming in and out.

This is the conclusion drawn from observation for a long time, and there is no deviation.

There are about a hundred people on the head of the city here. These people are scattered on the long head of the city.

There are about two thousand people guarding the whole city of Samarkand.

But it's just a precaution. When there are Rangers and scouts outside, it's as stable as Mount Tai.

There were still many troops in the city, but their goal was to keep an eye on the palace and protect miergan, the Lord of Hari.

As usual, Wang Yan confirmed the defense force at the gate again, and then took people back.

When I passed the abandoned house last night, there were some traces of new soil on the ground. But even so, the unique smell of blood can still be smelled.

But no one will take care of this. The troubled times have just ended, and those people have long been used to this taste.

Wang Yan suddenly stared at the ground in front, and then got up and went to the right.

There was a line like children's graffiti on the ground. Xiao Guwei also saw it and scattered around with several sergeants.

This scene like smuggling can frighten ordinary people, but Xiao Guwei just whistled and stopped two passing men.

"Don't try to die!"

He looked like a green skin, and his right hand touched his back waist.

The two men retreated to the side with a worried face, secretly glad they didn't hit something enough to kill their mouth.

And Wang Yan has entered an abandoned mud house.

There is a smell of urine in the mud house. It's very smelly. I don't know whether it's human or animal.

"My Lord, the caravan is ready."

When a short man stood in the corner, most people would ignore him at first sight.

Wang Yan asked, "have the guards on the other side of the gate breathed?"

The short man said, "Sir, I gave him ten Liang silver. He said he would check it when he left the city. If there were only twenty long knives, it would be all right."

"This is to scare the snake. If we have been targeted, then they will wait until all our people show up, so they should keep an eye on the number of people at the gate."

……

Samarkand is a safe area around. Herdsmen can even spend the night outside without worrying about being robbed by horse thieves.

Early in the morning, many caravans have gathered at the gate. They will go to the East and trade with those tribes all the way.

Outside the city, there are several caravans waiting to enter the city. One of them is very large, but it is more than 20 people, but it sells with more than 300 good horses.

The general at the head of the city had just changed his shift. He looked at the horse team outside the city and said, "we don't lack war horses. We don't lack good horses. These businessmen are really well-informed. It seems that they can make a lot of money again."

A subordinate on the side said greedily, "adult, get one?"

The general shook his head and said cautiously, "recently, those ministers are assassinating each other. The Lord is very angry. Don't do it at this time. At that time, those businessmen are smart people and will benefit."

He yawned and asked, "where's the sweeper?"

I'm used to sweeping the floor at the same time every day. If I don't see it, I won't adapt.

"Here they are, my Lord."

The general turned back and saw that more than 100 Ming Army prisoners were walking up the city. He smiled and said, "today, I'm short of lamb legs, otherwise I'd be happy to give them some delicious tendons to eat."

"Open the gate!"

When the time came, the gate opened slowly.

According to the rules, the caravans in the city should go out first. Those outside the city can only enter the city after they have gone inside.

The merchants outside the city reluctantly asked people to drive their horses to the edge of the city gate. The temperature was a little low, and those guys paced around the horse team from time to time.

The purple light in the East had dissipated and Samarkand began to wake up.

Meier Gan also woke up. He dressed neatly and ate breakfast slowly.

"Still didn't find out?"

He was drinking tea, and his brain had begun to rotate. The arrangement of the whole day was slowly filtering and looking for mistakes.

A housekeeper like man stood by, bowed slightly and said, "Wang, there is still no news."

After taking a sip of tea, mei'er continued to ask, "what are those people doing?"

The man said, "they are a little silent. There was no singing and dancing last night."

"Song and dance?"

Mier said coldly, "what ha lie needs is soldiers, and women will only make soldiers soft!"

The man took an awkward step back. This topic is not something he can get involved in.

After drinking tea, Mier got up and went out of the living palace, looked at the distant sunrise and said, "Ha lie is as vibrant as the sun, and meat fans are nothing. We will be strong. As for the Ming people... They can't reach it, they can only watch us grow stronger and have nothing to do."

The sun shines on the palace and looks more brilliant.