"Sir, there is a gathering place twenty kilometers ahead. There are thousands of huge herds and flag bags alone, and even small herds and flag bags are too numerous to count!"

The scout sent out the investigation brought this news to Cons.

Oak immediately said happily: "Okay, we can go there to buy a batch of arrows. It is best to get the map. Even if we can't do it, we have to ask about the direction. Otherwise, the map sent by the army will be blank, and we will likely be able to move on the prairie for a few years."

This statement immediately gained everyone's approval. It was not fun to get lost on this huge prairie. Cons had not made a decision yet. Gerard, who had no mission to follow Cons, immediately spoke out.

"Thousands of giant herds and flag bags? This is the size that the flag owners only have! Chief, although their flag owners have taken away a large number of troops, the gathering place will not be less than 20,000 to 30,000 people. Even if they are all women, children, young and old, there are thousands of strong guards. Let's go around them, right?"

A small team leader who followed Cons for the same reason as Geralt immediately retorted.

"Stop being idiot. We are now a caravan. When we see the gathering place, we actually detour. Are we not afraid of others' suspicion?"

Geralt immediately cursed, "You are idiot! You don't think about whether our mounts are either marked with the Imperial Army or the wooden flag. Don't think about not letting them see them. Those herders are masters of horse breeding. It would be strange if they don't come to see them when they see so many war horses! Wouldn't that bend everything out of the way?

"Now they suspect that it's better to go into the settlement than to get rid of the enemy and be killed immediately? I'm the worst of this!"

The team leaders were stunned. Yes, they all have their own marks. You can tell the details of them at a glance, so you can only take a detour. Oh, I thought I could go to the gathering place to have fun.

Looking at the dejected team leaders, Xiang Wen giggled. "Don't forget that the war horses we exchanged for at the market and these horses pulling carts were not branded."

The team leaders who were confused by Xiang Wen's appearance became happy again.

Yes, why didn’t you expect that you are really worthy of being a Xiangwen personal guard.

Weijie, who had normal sexual orientation, couldn't stand the gaze of the team leader, and immediately hid aside with hair standing up all over his body.

These soldiers had not encountered a market for several months, and the sows turned into Diao Chan. Now they look very feminine in Xiangwen. They have long forgotten that Xiangwen is a fake woman and are all lustful. If they were not worried that Xiangwen was Cons' personal guard, they would have attacked at night long ago.

Geralt avoided the few colleagues who were swallowing beside him and frowned. "There are only two or three hundred without branding. There are more than a thousand people here. It would be very strange if there are a hundred people inside, but there are only one person outside."

"It's not weird. We are a caravan. Of course, we have to send someone to see it before doing business. This is very normal.

"But most of the people who entered were servants, otherwise they would still attract attention, because there was no business group of foreigners who dared to hang out on the grassland."

Everyone agreed with Oak's statement and looked at Cons. After all, no matter how many people they said, it would be useless. Whether or not they would go or not is just a word from the commander Cons.

Cons, who had never spoken, certainly would not go against the public's opinion and nodded in agreement.

Needless to say, Cons's personal guards must have followed Cons. All the officers above the tenth corps were gone, and a team of 100 people were selected.

On the Imperial Army, it selected ten squad leaders, twenty squad leaders, and all the logistics soldiers, while the remaining officers were left behind.

Why can all the officers of the servant soldiers go? Simple, although Cons is very relieved of them, the other officers are not so relieved, for fear that these promoted officers will incite the servant soldiers to rebel and take away the leader, and those servants who have no self will be obediently like sheep.

Geralt, who knew the details, still did not remind anyone.

Xiang Wen was excitedly pulling his horse and dressing up, but suddenly Ouke pulled him to the side.

"What are you doing, uncle? I'm in a hurry."

"Xiangwen, you'd better not follow the superior to the gathering place."

"Why?"

"Oh, the reason is your appearance. Whether you are a man or a woman, your appearance will indeed fascinate. If you let a strong person see you, you will definitely cause trouble for the superior."

Xiang Wen was speechless and nodded after a long time. "I understand, I won't go with me."

Seeing that the eyes were reasonable, Oak smiled and said, "That's good. When I first followed the superior, you looked a little like a woman at most. I don't know what happened. Now you have become charming, beautiful and charming. It's really strange. Will your appearance change even when you are an adult?

"Fortunately this is the case, otherwise it would cause trouble when you are in the imperial capital."

Xiang Wen touched his face with a little confusion. He hadn't looked in the mirror for a long time and had no idea what his current appearance had changed from before.

When Oak saw Xiang Wen's puzzled expression, he shook his head with a bitter smile. He didn't know if this guy was reborn as a wrong child. Every move had a kind of charm. God is really eyeless.

When he was ready, Xiangwen suddenly said he would not go. Cons glanced at Xiangwen, smiled and nodded.

Cons is not a fool. He knew very well why Xiangwen, who was originally excited, suddenly changed his mind. It seems that the personal guard is the personal guard, and he always thinks about the superiors.

After changing into the unmarked war horse, Cons and his party left the convoy and quickly ran towards the gathering place ahead.

When ten kilometers away from the gathering place, the scouts at the gathering place stopped Cons and his group.

"Who are you?"

Ten bow riders were on guard when they saw the flag behind the scout, Geralt, an overly knowledgeable guy on the grassland, stepped forward and walked forward to take a walk.

"We are the free caravans under the dear warriors of Jingzi Muqi. We are just going to visit the gathering place of Guiqi, hoping to be welcomed by the warriors."

After hearing this, Weijie's young man pulled a centurion and asked in a low voice. "Old knife, what is the pattern on the flag?"

Cons once asked the names of the eight centurions who won the lottery in the minions, but unfortunately they had either a numeral-like ragged name, or they had no name, only one nickname.

Cons, who didn't know how to name them, named them Knife, Sword, Gun, Bow, Shield, Iron, Horse, and Soldier. Cons originally wanted to give them his Rarenter's surname, but he didn't expect that everyone would object. Not only his personal guards, the imperial soldiers, and the eight centurions strongly expressed their opposition, and in the end they had to do so.

However, just one name made the eight centurions cry and the other servants' eyes red with envy.

This incident made Cons understand that in this continent, a surname is really important, because now he discovered that none of the imperial soldiers under his command had a surname.

Lao Dao was a little nervous and shook his head. "I, I don't know. I only know the wooden flag and the few herds and flags around the wooden flag."

He was a man who came from the bottom and was really not used to expressing his meaning. Just one sentence made him sweat.

Seeing this, Weijie patted his shoulder with understanding.

The other scouts did not respond, and only the tenth chief looked at Cons and others carefully.

"You are the free caravan, where are your goods?"

Geralt replied with a smile, "It's just ten kilometers behind. We're afraid we'll take a walk in vain, so we stopped there."

The tenth husband winked at a scout, and the scout immediately ran towards the direction of Cons. Cons and others were shocked. It was bad if the scout found that the brand was bad. However, seeing that Geralt continued to have feelings for the tenth husband without caring about it, he temporarily calmed down.

Soon, the scout came back. Looking at the time spent back and forth, everyone knew that he had just looked away from a distance and calmed down.

When he learned that the other party had brought nearly a hundred large carriages, the tenth captain saluted Cons and others very friendly.

"Crystal Muqi welcomes you. You are so lucky. Today is the third day of the market. There are still four days left to ask you to trade."

Cons and others were released after having a Hara relationship with him.

Oak touched Weijie and pointed at Geralt with his chin. Weijie immediately looked curious and asked loudly. "Brother Geralt, you are so awesome. You are so familiar with this grassland. Just look at the other party's flag and you will know what kind of herd flag is."

When Geralt saw everyone looking at him, he couldn't help but smile. "I am a native of Wenbei Province. When I was young, I followed my father into the grassland to do business, so I know a little about some of their things."

"How could he come to join the army? The merchants are very promising."

"Business failed, family fell, I had no ability to join the army."

"By the way, I didn't give the gift to the tenth husband just now, why didn't he find fault with us?"

Geralt thought it was Cons instructed, so he still explained with a smile. "We brought nearly a hundred large carriages. How dare these little officers make things difficult for the big caravan? Maybe we will do business with their upper class, and one sentence will make them unlucky.

"If we only have a dozen carriages, we won't be allowed to enter if we don't give it any benefits."

Oak asked, "Sir Geralt, what is the Free Caravan you just mentioned?"

"The free caravan is a caravan that does not belong to any herdsman flag. It is usually formed by the caravans in other places, or the upper class of the herdsman flag who survived the failure of the grassland battle.

"Except for horse bandits or offending Muqi, Muqi generally won't attack these caravans. After all, the materials on the grassland need to be transported in by these caravans."

"You are so familiar with the grassland. You talk about the transaction methods and taxes, and there are some things you need to pay attention to, right?"

Oak said, and Geralt explained with all his heart. "The transactions on the grassland are generally bartered, and gold coins are useless. Of course, there are common currencies on the grassland, namely sheepskin, wolf skin, slaves, sheep, and horses. As long as the quantity and quality meet the requirements, they can be exchanged for anything.

"In terms of taxation, it is usually collected based on transaction volume. If ten horses collect taxes, you don't have to evade taxes, and you will register when you enter and exit.

"But if you use essential items such as salt, iron, and weapons to exchange for horses and sheep, you will not only not collect taxes, but you will even get rewards from the banner owner."

"Hey, wouldn't this mean no tax for foreign caravans? Hey, I was worried about what goods should I use to trade, why didn't I think of salt? It's so stupid.

"Well, we brought hundreds of bags of military salt in a pack of 100 kilograms. We should be able to take out dozens of bags and exchange them for something, right?"

Oak thought happily, and he knew very well that even in the empire, salt was an important material, and one could imagine what salt represented on the salt-deficient grassland.

From this perspective, although the empire did not suppress the grasslands on weapons, it also treacherously formulated the salt sale rights to enter the grasslands to suppress the grasslands.

A man will not die without weapons, but it will be done without salt.

As for this sale, even those with a little less powerful force cannot interfere, so you don’t even want to smuggle it.

You know, they are all monopolized by high-ranking officials and nobles, and they can make money with them?

Do you think you have a long life?

As for how can Cons have hundreds of packets of salt?

You should know that the empire was very generous in the allocation of materials to the border troops, especially food and salt.
Chapter completed!