The old Tartar was talking excitedly, completely unaware that Zhao Muyun and the other two had fire in their eyes and looked like they were about to explode at any moment.
When Bai Shouren saw Zhao Muyun and the other two like this, he felt that something was wrong.
Of course, he hoped that Zhao Muyun would conflict with the Tartars and then die at their hands, or preferably at the hands of Timur's men.
But if Zhao Muyun fights the Tartars now, the Tartars will kill people indiscriminately, and Bai Shouren will also be in trouble.
"It's getting late, we have to hurry and not keep them waiting too long!"
Bai Shouren hurriedly pulled Zhao Muyun to say goodbye.
"We're about to leave, why don't you sit for a while?" The old Tartar was still not satisfied.
When people get older, they like to talk about the awesome things they did when they were young, even the Northern Di people are no exception.
"Yeah, when we come back from other tribes, we'll come to your place for a drink again!"
Bai Shouren responded to the old Tartar's words and pushed Zhao Muyun out of the tent.
At this time, the goods brought out by the three escorts outside had almost been sold out.
Beside them, there was a pile of sheepskins.
"Leave the remaining goods to the Beidi herdsmen and exchange them for three horses for Brother Zhao!" Bai Shouren ordered hurriedly.
Now that all the cargo from the three mules and horses has been processed, he can send one person back to Shuozhou with the sheepskins.
"Sergeant Zhao, don't get angry. If we start, let's not talk about whether we can win. Even if we can win, our whereabouts will be exposed and we will attract the Tartars to hunt us down."
At the same time, Bai Shouren hurriedly and quietly persuaded Zhao Muyun.
"I know the seriousness of the matter! Let's keep this Tartar alive for a few days!" Zhao Muyun's eyes were cold.
The things that the arrogant old Tartar has done and his arrogance are enough to make him feel uncomfortable even if you poke a hundred holes in him.
Bai Shouren breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Zhao Muyun didn't take action now.
The old Tartar asked several young Tartars to collect the goods in exchange for the horses, and then he brought three horses.
"What does this mean? These three horses are listless and look sick!" Xiao Wu immediately reported loudly to Zhao Muyun, "There's something wrong with these horses!"
Xiaowu's family used to raise horses, so he knows a lot about horses.
Previously, when Zhao Muyun drove Timur's horses to break up their formation at Black Camel Mountain, it was Xiaowu and Tang Yanhai who carried out the task.
Only Xiaowu, who knows horses well, could set the tails of more than 20 war horses on fire and abduct more than 20 of them.
When Zhao Muyun came to buy a horse from the Tartars, he naturally brought Xiaowu with him to avoid being cheated by the Tartars.
"We've offered so many fine goods in exchange, and you're trying to trick us with sick horses. What's your intention?"
Zhao Muyun was already full of anger, and now he was tricked again. Just when he had calmed down, his anger rose again.
"My friend, please don't talk nonsense. These three horses are just hungry. There's nothing wrong with that!"
The old Tartar's expression changed, and he said in a stern voice, "It's already good enough to have merchants from Dayin come to the grassland to do business. Don't you even consider where we are?"
"It's clearly a sick horse, and its throat is yellow!"
Xiaowu was drinking kumis in the tent, and he was already furious when he heard the old Tartar bragging about killing people from Dayin.
I spent nearly thirty taels of silver, and now the old Tartar is trying to fool me with three sick horses. How can I not be angry?
Moreover, this yellow horse throat, in modern terms, is a bacterial infection secondary to equine influenza, with symptoms such as swollen throat, shortness of breath, coughing like pulling a saw, and fishy-smelling nasal pus.
Such a horse, let alone being used as a mount, would be dangerous even if it were killed and eaten as meat.
"What's with the horse throat yellow? One hand for the goods, the other for the horse! Now the horse is handed over to you, the transaction is complete, and it has nothing to do with us from now on!"
"I advise you to leave immediately, otherwise we will not be polite!"
A gloomy look immediately appeared on the old Tartar's face.
With a whistle, the dozen or so Tartars, young and old, who had been riding there just now, rushed over and aimed their bows and arrows at Zhao Muyun and the others.
The Tartars are indeed ferocious, even though they are underage Tartars and old Tartars with gray hair.
It seemed that if Zhao Muyun and the others said another word, they would be shot to death without mercy.
Bai Shouren and several bodyguards turned pale.
Wang Tiezhu and Xiaowu just looked at Zhao Muyun, and they would start as soon as he gave the order.
"It's our bad luck!"
Zhao Muyun laughed instead of getting angry, "Second Master Bai, we can't beat them, let's go!"
"However, I can only give you fifteen taels of silver! We will each bear half of the risk."
After saying this, he asked Xiaowu and Wang Tiezhu to take the horse away under the gaze of the Tartars.
This made Bai Shouren stunned.
How could Zhao Muyun bear this?
However, Zhao Muyun was tricked by the Tartars with three sick horses, but he dragged Bai Shouren to bear the responsibility together, which made Bai Shouren very dissatisfied.
Now, he didn't think too much about it and just wanted to leave here quickly.
Then he ordered his three bodyguards to drive away hurriedly with mules and horses covered with sheepskins.
"Ha ha!"
Zhao Muyun and his companions had not walked far when they heard the Tartars' wild laughter and strange shouts behind them, as if they had won a battle.
At this moment, Zhao Muyun's face had become extremely cold.
Return to the place where Han Zhong, Tang Yanhai and others were resting and waiting.
They saw that Wang Tiezhu and Xiaowu were only leading three horses, and the horses looked a little unhealthy. Just as they were about to ask, they found that Zhao Muyun had a gloomy face.
No one dared to speak.
However, they had already guessed that something unpleasant must have happened in the Tatar tribe just now.
Bai Shouren didn't dare to provoke Zhao Muyun at this moment.
It was Zhao Muyun who took the initiative to find him: "Second Master Bai, let's get going first!"
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