Chapter 41 Infiltration
At this time, the other people in the tea stall became interested when they heard this, especially the traveling merchants.
A merchant asked, "Those men, are you sure you're going to the front line?"
The eldest brother who had just spoken among the Northwest Swordsmen slammed the table and glared at us, "What do you mean? Do you look down on us?"
The merchant was shocked by the swordsman's violent temper and was speechless for a moment. The other merchants acted as peacemakers and spoke to him in a friendly manner.
"No, that's certainly not what he meant, is it, Old Huang?"
The businessman calmed down and answered carefully, "We admire you all so much, you are so majestic and impressive..."
The swordsman slammed the table again and shouted, "Speak human language!"
"A few of us would like to invite you to join us. Don't worry, we will give you the best escort price." The businessman wiped his forehead. He was sweating because of this bunch of tough guys in such a cold weather.
The swordsmen discussed it briefly and then agreed. The leader also nodded, as it was on the way anyway.
A traveling merchant noticed Wang Yao and came over to ask, "Little brother, are you going to the front line too? We can just go to the nearest county town."
Wang Yao shook his head, picked up his knife, paid the bill and left, which caused a few Northwestern swordsmen to complain.
"Lone Ranger, bah, I thought you were a good man."
"Exactly. When I saw him wearing so few clothes, I thought he was a master who had achieved great success through acquired skills."
"So what if a man doesn't seize the opportunity to achieve great things later in life? Alas."
Wang Yao didn't hear these words, and of course he wouldn't care even if he heard them. Can you blame others for having different vision and information?
At this time, he flew into the air again, with two Qi-nourishing pills in his mouth. These were the two bottles of pills that innate cultivators used to improve their cultivation. Now he was using them to restore his magic power.
You know what, it's quite effective. After taking two Qi-nourishing pills, my magic power recovered abnormally quickly. It's worthy of being a pill that costs two hundred spirit stones per bottle.
If any other innate cultivator were here, they would call it a waste. The innate cultivator's precious Qi-nourishing pills were actually used to restore magic power.
But it doesn’t matter to Wang Yao. He has already reached the late stage of the innate realm and his magic power cannot be improved any further.
If he knew the three bottles of pills from Taoist Black Lotus, he would have no problem eating them. After all, geniuses never rely on pills to improve their cultivation.
Less than half a minute after flying out, Wang Yao finally caught up with the caravan that had passed by before. He felt that this caravan was not a simple caravan.
It wasn't just because the merchants in the tea stalls judged that they were going to Qingwu, but also because this caravan was transporting grain and salt. What kind of caravan would do such a thankless task and travel so far to sell grain?
You have to know that if you are discovered by the army, the property will be confiscated on the spot. The best case scenario is that you meet a good person and the property will be purchased at the market price. If you meet a black-hearted person, he will be labeled a traitor and both you and the property will be lost.
Therefore, ordinary merchants will definitely not sell grain at this time, and there is a high probability that selling grain is not a simple matter.
Wang Yao judged that the Western Qiang people might not have enough food. After all, Qingwu County was not a grain-producing area, and food was usually transported from the rear.
It’s not that Qingwu County is out of food now. There are still many cattle and sheep to be slaughtered because the vast land behind Qingwu County is grassland.
But every time a cattle or sheep was killed, there would be one less. If all were killed, the Western Qiang people's escape route to the grassland would be cut off.
Wang Yao's thinking became clearer and clearer, and he even felt that he had guessed the overall situation of the Western Qiang people. They might have been prepared to evacuate from the beginning.
Unexpectedly, we won on the battlefield, so the grain reserves at this time became particularly important. How do you raise cattle and sheep in the city?
Wang Yao flew slowly in the sky, and the caravan hurried on the ground, and night came.
The caravan lit torches to form a long dragon. Taking advantage of the night, Wang Yaofei lowered his head even lower.
There were bursts of shouting coming from below. Perhaps because they had entered the territory of Qingwu County, the people in the caravan no longer concealed their words.
The Han people actually spoke fluent Western Qiang language. "Brothers, we are about to enter Liaokou County. Speed up."
"It seems that the Han people have really been crippled by the king. We were not stopped at all along the way."
"Prince Sui hasn't arrived yet, otherwise we wouldn't have come here so easily."
The reason why they are called Han people is because there was a Yanhan Dynasty between the succession of dynasties. Yanhan established its rule over thirteen states in the world and created a unified dynasty with the Huaxia people as the main body.
Its national strength reached its peak among the surrounding countries at that time, and foreign races were terrified. The Huaxia people were renamed the Han people from then on, and the name of the Han people has never been changed in the dynasty since then.
We are indeed almost at the county town, and we have to find a way to sneak into the caravan. My spiritual sense has already detected scouts from the Western Qiang people a few hundred meters ahead.
Wang Yao quickly flew to the front of the caravan, used the quicksand technique to soften part of the official road, and then flew back to the tail of the caravan.
This ups and downs were almost noticed by the elite scouts of the Western Qiang people. Wang Yao was fortunate that he did not learn the flying technique from the jade slip in Yang Rong's storage bag.
The only jade slip actually contained such a fancy spell, and Wang Yao, with his low-key personality, didn't like it.
Although it can make the vehicle fly faster, it will produce a rainbow light at the tail of the vehicle, which is too eye-catching.
"What's going on? Why isn't the front moving forward?" The horsemen in the middle and rear sections started shouting when they discovered that they had stopped advancing.
"Stop arguing, come up and help me, the wheel is stuck." The boss of the business gang called out loudly after understanding the situation.
The whole convoy was in chaos. Most people went to the front with torches to help. Wang Yao landed and took advantage of the situation by surprise, and attacked and knocked out a guard who was on guard there.
In the dark night, Wang Yao ran to an abandoned wooden house not far away with the unconscious guard, changed his clothes, and fed him a fasting pill.
When he returned to the rear of the convoy, Wang Yao was already wearing a sheepskin coat and a felt hat.
What happened next was a natural progression. After a long day of hard work, the convoy finally passed smoothly, and the people who were busy on their way did not notice that one of their companions had been replaced.
"Stop, where does the convoy come from?" A team of patrolling cavalry discovered them, rushed over and surrounded them.
The panting of war horses, the raised sabers, the murderous faces, the tension in the atmosphere reached a freezing point.
"General, we are a caravan from Xiqiang. This time we are here to deliver food to the front line." The merchant boss didn't dare to breathe and stammered in Xiqiang dialect.
"Oh, you are not spies?" The leading officer of this cavalry was a young general. Even in the middle of the night, one could see his immature face in the light of the fire.
Hearing the young officer's question, the men in the merchant group were excited and shouted in the Western Qiang language: "We are all Western Qiang warriors, how could we be spies?"
Wang Yao was also speechless after listening to this. Why did these men with Han faces yearn for Xiqiang so much? Didn’t they know how much Han blood they had?
The young officer whipped his whip into the air, making a loud noise, and said excitedly, "Not bad, not bad. It seems that we Western Qiang have the support of the people."
"General, we want to join the army. Western Qiang will definitely restore its previous territory." Someone shouted excitedly.
What is going on? Wang Yao looked at the excitement of the crowd after seeing the general of the Western Qiang people and felt that they seemed to have been brainwashed.
"Okay, you are all good men from our Xiqiang. In this way, you don't have to go to Liaokou. The garrison inside does not need your little food." The young general carefully observed the scale of the merchant group and praised.
"General, where else can we go?" asked the business boss in a panic.
"Let's go to the royal capital!"
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