Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 206
With the last hope of survival, Fan Lie summoned up the greatest courage, and shouted loudly to those noble bald heads:
"Rich masters, please kindly buy me. I only need to eat the least amount of food every day, and I can graze the fattest sheep for you."

But it's a pity, because of the bewildered expression on the other side's face, he obviously couldn't understand the Wusun words that he shouted out of his mouth.

When Fan Lie planned to switch to another language he knew, such as Chinese and Cypriot, and try his luck again.

A stick behind him hit him hard on the back, knocking him down to the ground, and at the same time extinguishing all his efforts to survive.

Then, he could see the steward under Master Haner, who greeted him with a bright smile.

It looked like a shepherd dog flattering its master.

Seeing this, a bald warrior at the head raised his head high, ignoring the manager's smiling face, and asked in Chinese:
"Listen clearly, I don't want to talk nonsense for the second time

We want to buy the strongest slaves, and craftsmen who can make weapons and armor; don't tell me that the price is expensive, money is not a problem at all, as long as I have as much as I want. "

After hearing the Chinese spoken by the bald man, Fan Lie suddenly felt a sense of intimacy.

Because he is from the Pishan country, he has the same blood as the Han people in front of him.

He was told by his parents since he was a child that the Pishan people were not Hu people, but Zhou people.

Hundreds of years ago, because of the need to avoid a powerful leader named Zhou Huiwang, he fled all the way from the Central Plains to the Western Regions and established the Pishan Kingdom.

But in the homeland of the Central Plains, there are no white disasters, and there are not so many bandits.

Only with an inexplicable sense of closeness in his heart, Fan Lie could say something, and the warrior behind him was beaten down again with a stick, so that he could not disturb these nobles.

More importantly, after understanding the words of these Han people, his last glimmer of hope was also cut off.

Because these people have no intention of wanting a shepherd at all, all they want are warriors...

In the following time, the shepherd whose heart seemed to have died one step ahead of his body, and Fan Lie, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, watched the steward entertain these wealthy guests with the greatest enthusiasm.

Bring out all the strong slaves and let them choose.

In the end, those bald men actually bought a total of 31 slaves, one by one.

What's even more amazing is that when paying, a white and fat bald man took out from his pocket a bead that was purer than the best gemstones, and paid the bill.

And is such a bead enough to exchange for 31 strong slaves?
Of course it is possible. When the steward saw the beads, the excited look on his face seemed to even kneel down and kiss the chubby and bald boots.

But all of the above have nothing to do with him, Fan Lie.

But when he was most desperate, the white-haired woman he thought was the maid, was wrong!It should be the goddess, who first snatched the beads from the hand of the white fat bald head.

Then he came over and asked Fan Lie, "Do you speak Chinese?"

"Yes, I can speak Chinese, and I can also speak Wusun and Cypriot, some Huns~"

Feeling a little hope of survival, Fan Lie yelled some answers like this in a roar-like excited voice.

After hearing this, the white-haired goddess just nodded.

Then, holding up the precious bead in one hand, and pointing at Fan Lie, a useless shepherd with the other hand, he said to the steward:
"This slave, is it considered as a head for us?"

"Of course, my distinguished guests."

In his head, he was thinking, if this one is qualified to be inlaid in the king of Khotan, after the jewel on the crown is handed over.

How should he be well rewarded by Master Han Er, the steward, agreed without any hesitation.

It feels like in the modern plane, after buying half a fan of pork, asking the boss to take a worthless pig lung, it is not a thing at all...

******
The group of bald men who appeared in the capital of Khotan Kingdom, the Nuli Market in Xicheng, and brought a white-haired maid, no!A group of goddesses.

There is no doubt that it is Yang Dongli and the others.

After entering the city, I just asked where there was a slave trade in the city, and ran over in a hurry at the first time, and didn't even do anything to find a place to improve the food and wash up the dust.

Why did they come here, and in such a hurry.

Of course, it is also for the follow-up series of plans, and it is necessary to hurry up and act.

Talk!How to pull up a team with at least a few hundred people in a limited period of time, and let them have a certain combat effectiveness, which can be used in subsequent missions?
When I was in Shanshan, during the initial discussions between Hu Biao and others.

It is agreed that if recruiting troops step by step, there is no way to do it, and it does not conform to the actual situation of the current Western Regions at all.

At present, or after a thousand years, the Western Regions are still a place of disorder.

Just like in the Central Plains, it is not realistic at all to set up a banner of recruiting soldiers, and then let people come to serve as soldiers and eat food; even before you grow stronger, you will be targeted and wiped out.

And like the kind of people in later generations who first emancipated their minds and then formed an army of poor people?

Not to mention that doing so requires a lot of time, and they dare not release some of the related thoughts.

why?Only people in later generations know how terrifying these thoughts are.

To put it bluntly, it might change the history of this planet beyond recognition in the next 2000 years, and they dare not bet on the changes that have occurred.

This one may not be the best, but a relatively practical plan has been worked out.

The plan to buy a small number of slaves first, train them and build a basic team, and then expand the scale has been unanimously approved by everyone.

Even with such an approach, there is still a certain danger of being accused.

But Yang Dongli patted his chest and assured that as long as the initial number of people is controlled to a certain number, then nothing will happen at all.

So, this is what happened.

It can be said that everything is in their plan, and the implementation is relatively smooth.

If there were any accidents during the period, it was that the heads of all the gentlemen who had been scalded by the fire once had not grown any stubble or eyebrows, as if their roots had been cut off.

Fortunately, such a thing does not affect the combat effectiveness at all. On the contrary, it is quite cool in the current season in the Western Regions.

As for Ah Li's sudden opening to let the slave trader take that skinny slave as a favor, the reason is simple to say.

That's because in the future, they need to solve the problem of internal communication.

no way!There are too many tribes and barbarians in the Western Regions these days, and the languages ​​spoken by each other are all kinds of strange.

In order to control them in the future, the slaves purchased cannot be members of a tribe, but only a little bit of each tribe, so that they cannot be united.

Among the ten people left behind, including Yang Dongli, the old snake can speak some Uyghur languages ​​that belong to the same Altaic language family as the current Hun language, which cannot solve the fundamental problem.

So it is very necessary to have some translators in the team.

Since this kid can speak several languages, just take it with you, it's not bad for him to eat...

(End of this chapter)