Chapter 492 8.11 Pulling Teeth From the Tiger’s Mouth (3)

Chapter 492 11 Pulling teeth from the tiger's mouth (3)

No one likes to find out that their spoils have been stolen by a group of rats after a great battle.

The Arab cavalrymen let the wind and sand cover their bloodstained sabers into a dull earthy gray. Loki could hear them talking to each other, but he couldn't hear what they were saying under their veils.

However, seeing these figures, he understood why old Hash didn't choose to escape immediately, but instead modified the vehicle on the spot.

When facing cavalry, running away is completely useless.

The trajectory of their movements will be clearly recorded by the soft riverbed.

The horse-drawn carriages carrying large amounts of goods can't run far at all.

**

"Who are you? Why are you here?!"

The cavalry commander pulled down his bloodstained mask and looked at the small group of horse caravan members in front of him with a cold face. It can be seen that his eyes flashed with anger.

He didn't like these termites.

"Haha! Dear cavalry sir, we are your compatriots! My name is 'Mohammed Hash', and I am a law-abiding businessman born in the Caspian Desert."

"As for the brothers following me, hehe, they are all brothers who follow me to make a living on this road. We have no ill will towards you"

"The wind and sand are too strong, sirs! If our group of poor brothers continue to wander in the desert, maybe one of them will accidentally step into a sand pit, and the whole family in the hometown will starve to death.

So we can only borrow the road to the river, and it will not delay any of your work!"

The old face smiled like an old chrysanthemum, and while smiling, Mr. Hash did not forget to step forward and handed a heavy purse to the cavalry captain.

Opening the purse, the captain found that it was not filled with silver coins, but shiny gems!

This is the hard currency in the desert!

Mohammed Hash was a very smart man. He never mentioned what he had just said, and of course he didn't add stupid words like "what happened just now, I didn't see anything".

At the same time, he only took 7 carriages from the goods scattered on the ground by the Tang people, showing great wisdom at this moment.

In a caravan of 200 carriages, the number 7 would not be too conspicuous.

From another perspective, this 50-person caravan driving 27 trucks is also completely within the reasonable range.

According to the previous rules, everyone is a worker who came out to work. Dozens of the 200 carts of goods have been set on fire by the treading fire war horses or chopped by sword cultivators. At this time, having seven or eight carts taken away by others will not make any difference to the reward of the cavalry captain.

Getting this bag of gems is equivalent to his salary for most of half a year. Most people would choose to stop while they are ahead and make friends with others.

It's a pity that the leader of the "Red Flame Army" who just retired today is a greenhorn who doesn't know the rules at all. He accepted the gem, but still drove the horse closer to observe.

Hash secretly said that it was not good.

Although he took off the Tang people's escort flag hanging on the carriage and hastily scraped off the Donglu characters on the side of the carriage. But if you look closely at the 7 carts of goods, there are still many defects.

First, the 14 tall horses pulling the carts are fat and strong compared to the old horses in the caravan, which look out of place.

Secondly, after scraping off the wooden relief of "Hengcheng", the Arabic characters of "Hash Horse Gang" are obviously just written, and the ink has not even dried yet.

Finally, the goods on the 7 carriages of Hengcheng were neatly stacked, and the cloth used to wrap the goods and even the ropes used to tie them were all high-end goods with fine workmanship.

It didn't look like the defective products that Hash Horse Gang bought from the night market at all.

Hash's mind was as clear as a mirror. If the knight leader approached his cavalry, today would definitely not end well. He cursed his bad luck in his heart, and hurriedly turned around to chase the knight.

The Fire Horse noticed someone approaching quickly, and immediately tensed its body, turned its head and raised its hoof. The wide iron hoof immediately produced two balls of flames. Before stepping on old Hash's body, a strong arm suddenly pulled the reins of the Fire Horse and rescued the old man from under the horse's hoof.

At this point, Loki had to take action.

Old Hash certainly understood that he had rolled in front of the gate of hell. He glanced at Loki beside him.

Indeed, if this killing god took action, he could even kill a god with a height of 100 meters, so it should not be difficult to kill dozens of God's Chosen in the path of the Fire Knight.

But what about after that?

This king must return to his country to inherit the throne, but the "Hash Horse Gang" still needs to make a living on this road.

He does not think that all his temporary subordinates are loyal and keep their mouths shut.

In the Arab Empire where Zoroastrianism rules everything, if one person sells his deeds of killing the "Red Flame Army" veteran in the Black Desert to the Chuanhuo Gang, he will be chased by the imperial army.

Not to mention business, his whole family will die within 3 days.

Reaching out to Loki to make a calm gesture, Old Hash approached the cavalry commander again.

"My brother is ignorant, please don't be offended."

"If you like the goods in my business, it's okay. Let's just be friends! I can give you all the best goods in my caravan."

"Look, these 7 carts are all carrying the best Donglu silk and tea spices. They are all goods that I bought from the 'Hengmingwei' business. I guarantee that they are honest and all good products."

The first skill that every caravan boss who goes to Shakou must learn is to be flexible. There are too many accidents that can happen in the wilderness, and it is easiest to lose your life if you don't make a decision.

Today, his luck is really bad. He met a greenhorn who just retired from the ace army. Since he is so serious, Hash can only return the looted goods to him for the time being.

Just pretend that he never made this windfall.

As long as he can protect his goods and his brothers can enter Memphis safely, this business trip is still worth doing.

However, today was destined to be a bad day for Hash. As more and more cavalrymen riding fire-riding warhorses emerged from the yellow sand, a team of nearly 100 people had gathered behind the cavalry commander.

They had just completed the massacre of the Tang Dynasty sword cultivators and the Tang Dynasty merchant caravan, and now everyone's sword was flowing with warm blood.

Stimulated by the blood, the cavalry captain looked at Loki coldly.

He remembered that it was this 100-man man who had grabbed his horse without permission.

He didn't like to let these white ghosts who only had muscles in their minds touch his beloved warhorse.

He didn't like Loki looking at him like a fool at this time.

Therefore, he said to Hash lightly: "I can take your goods"

"But I want all your goods!"

Raising the whip, he pointed at Loki.

"And, I want you to take his head off for me!"

"Take it off now!"