"Oh, oh!" A big man shouted several times towards the tower at the pass opposite the cliff that was more than ten feet wide. The man on the tower responded with several mountain ape-like roars and flashed a knife in his hand.

A cable as thick as a human head was cut off, and a suspension bridge was lowered, which was more than ten feet long and five or six feet wide. The cliff was about a hundred feet deep and more than ten miles long, turning the mountain city that Baofeng was proud of into a

A dangerous place where one man can guard against all others.

Baofeng first stepped onto the three-foot-thick suspension bridge made of logs. He was a little proud, a little showy and a little flattering and asked Xia Jie: "Brother Chihu, what do you think of my mountain city? Don't look at it.

The place outside is small, but the land inside is the boss's. It's very rich. Especially with the mountains surrounding it, it's very warm all year round." He yelled with saliva splashing everywhere: "I am the only one in this mountain city. How many other places are there?

None of my brothers’ cities are better than mine, so who can live as comfortably and safely as I do in my city?”

Xia Jie glanced at the four tall towers at the pass, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said lightly: "Oh? I don't know what the king's purpose is for asking you brothers to build mountain cities separately. He wants you to hold on to important passes to protect yourself from the surrounding areas.

A foreign enemy is invading? Your mountain city is impregnable, but it is a dead end. The enemy only needs more than a hundred masters to guard the opposite side, and the army can attack your father's mountain city, but what is the use of your city?"

The old witch's expression changed horribly, and Baofeng looked at Xia Jie with a dazed look, speechless for a long time. Xia Jie didn't want to overly attack this dandy boy who was one of the few southern barbarians, so he looked at him very seriously.

He said: "However, it doesn't matter. You can at least hold back more than a hundred enemy masters here. It is also a threat to the enemy's large army. You have effectively ambushed tens of thousands of elite soldiers and generals behind the enemy, but you are also

A good idea. As for the enemy's brigade continuing to attack your father's mountain city, could it be that the barbarian countries in the south have been operating for countless years, and your mountain city is the only one along the way? Therefore, your approach cannot be said to be too bad."

Baofeng and the old witch didn't want to raise this issue again. It turns out that this is the case. The defense of this mountain city is indeed strong, but it has little effect on the overall defense of the barbarian country. This is also related to Baofeng's personality.

He just wanted stability and peace, and he was absolutely unwilling to take the risk of actually facing the enemy army that might come.

At that moment, the large group of people entered the city. When the men on the towers saw the caravan, they all cheered. A few brave men jumped down from the ten-foot-high towers and filled the bottles with wine.

The car in the car asked anxiously: "Is it good wine? It is good wine! How many years of good wine is it? Well, at least more than ten years? How come your caravan is so generous and has acquired such good wine?"

When Baofeng saw the appearance of his subordinates, he felt that his face had been damaged. He couldn't help but yelled loudly: "You have never drunk in your life, right? Are you embarrassed to stand around here?" Baofeng and the others also make wine in their own mountain city.

And the taste is not bad, but it is a rare commodity. Few barbarians in the south grow grains, and most of them live by hunting. Where is there too much wine for people to drink? Only sons and grandsons like Baofeng can get some. Especially

The quality of their own wine is too poor, how can it compare with the aged wine shipped from Anyi City?

The sky has darkened, and judging from the situation, it has already reached dusk. The raindrops in the sky have become weak and sparse, and the strong wind has hit them. The big leaves of the banana trees commonly grown in this mountain town are crackling, and a few are ripe.

The fanged wolf held its tail between its legs and carefully and sneakily passed through the banana leaves. Its scarlet eyes stared blankly at Xia Jie and his group of outsiders. Hundreds of tame pigs swaggered around the city,

He blocked Xia Jie and his team in front of them, but was punched and kicked by Baofeng, which frightened the fat guys and ran away in a hurry.

This mountain city occupies a large area, with an oval shape as a whole, about a hundred miles in radius. It is surrounded by black rock cliffs, with numerous large and small caves carved out of it. There are logs between the caves and the caves.

The plank road was built through it, and there was a pavilion dozens of feet away. There were also big men stationed on it. Now these men leaned out and looked at Xia Jie and his group, pointing and cheering.

In the northeast corner of the mountain city, there is a large waterfall falling. Below it is a pond more than a hundred feet wide. A small river five or six feet deep winds down from that place, traversing the entire oval basin, and ends from the southwest corner.

The gap in the cliff leaked out. Thousands of stilted buildings with tall bamboo and wood structures were built along the river ditch. According to the tribal rules, the largest stilted building in the best area was named Baofeng.

In the room below, there are now a dozen tall girls looking here in the corridor upstairs.

"You are a drunkard and a womanizer." Xia Jie made an assessment of Baofeng. Today's tribe is just like the Chihuxiu tribe in the past. They can marry as many women as they can afford to support themselves and rely on their own efforts. People like Baofeng are physically weak.

Obviously he is not involved in the production of goods, but he has hooked up with more than a dozen women. He is obviously a flashy young man through and through. I don’t know how he got the favor of the barbarian king. Could it be that this kind of stuff is popular among the barbarians?

It’s so rare, is that why it’s so special?

The caravan was not arranged in those stilted buildings. The tens of thousands of big men accompanying them greeted each other and dispersed in small groups along the river ditch. Then men, women, children, and old people came from the stilted buildings.

There was laughter, and then the lights were brightly lit in the stilted buildings, and the aroma of barbecue and corn cakes wafted out.

"Ha!" Xia Jie led the Mo Qilin and followed Baofeng, and suddenly smelled this extremely familiar smell. He couldn't help but roared with thoughts, which almost made Baofeng beside him fall to the ground.

Qi Xin sat cross-legged on Qilin's head. When she heard Xia Jie's cry of reluctance and nostalgia, she quickly reached out her hands, gently pressed her hands on both sides of Xia Jie's neck, and pressed lightly a few times.

Next, Xia Jie, who was immersed in memories, was awakened, allowing him to at least return to normal on the surface.

The storm had no clue, but it didn't dare to ask. It just kept moving forward, bringing Xia Jie and the others to a large cave under the highest cliff in the south. The cave was spacious and flat, and the sky had already risen inside.

There are more than a dozen bonfires, and there are several passages nearby leading to more than a dozen smaller caves, which are good places to rest and shelter from the rain. Baofeng laughed a few times and guided Xia Jie and the others to unload all the goods on the convoy.

Bao Dala shouted loudly: "Brother Chihu, I, Baofeng, have eaten all your goods. If you want any rare goods, I can get them for you. But you must remember to help me with those things."

That’s the thing.”

Xia Jie, Xingtian Dafeng, and Xingtian Xuanzhi exchanged glances.

He nodded slightly, indicating that everything depends on Xia Jie's arrangement. Anyway, since Baofeng is willing to swallow up Xia Jie and their goods in one go, why not save some trouble? Use Baofeng's mountain city as a base to inquire about Cain

Their news is also a good plan.

This mountain city is only a month's journey away from the capital of the Barbarian King. According to Xia Jie and his team's skills, they can make a round trip within a few hours. With this mountain city as the center, Xia Jie and his team's investigation and inspection scope covers several areas.

Mountains with a radius of thousands of miles. They stay here under the pretext of helping the storm kill people. They have people to protect them and avoid the hardships of wind, frost, rain and dew in the mountains and forests. They can also extort large sums of southern specialty goods. What else?

Is there anything more suitable than this deal?

Xingtian Xuanzhi was secretly proud and began to admire the good luck of his group. With Baofeng's arrogance, his ambition and strength, and his weakness in decision-making, he, the 'caravan', wanted to completely control the entire city.

Building a mountain city is an easy task. With Li Wu Qixin in charge, plus the one hundred elite witch guards from Li Wu Palace, and a thousand capable soldiers, as long as Baofeng and the old witch are firmly in their hands,

Hasn't this mountain city become a supply base for my group in the south?

Xia Jie also guessed what Xingtian Xuanzhi was thinking. The two exchanged glances quickly and nodded at the same time. Xia Jie immediately burst out laughing: "Brother Baofeng is really cheerful. In this case, I will follow the instructions of Brother Heiyan and the Mountain Bear Tribe."

I'll give you the more favorable price in exchange. Well, second brother, take a few people with Duke Wu to hand over the goods, report the price to Brother Baofeng and his people, and collect all the goods we want.

"

After coughing, Xia Jie reminded Xing Tian Dafeng: "With the five hundred thousand skins that Brother Baofeng promised us, it will take up a lot of space. I'm afraid our fleet won't even be able to pull back even half of it. We might as well just take the skin cargo."

Exchange some gold, sand, raw jade, etc. with Brother Baofeng and the others. These things don't take up much space and the profit, although not as huge as leather, will save us trouble."

Baofeng, who was listening nearby, was confused. He was still secretly glancing at Xin and asked in surprise: "Brother Chihu, does this seem wrong? Those gold sands, raw jade and the like are much more valuable than leather.

?How could it be possible? How could it be possible?" Baofeng wanted to say, how could you exchange skins for gold sands, which belong to the original jade, and still claim to be losing money?

Xia Jie played the role of a profiteer perfectly. He looked at Baofeng with the simple and honest eyes unique to barbarians, and said deeply: "Brother Baofeng, I, the Tiger Tyrannosaurus, never lie. The profits of this skin can be

It is indeed 40% thicker than the gold sand and raw jade. The leather is cheap in your south. The leather I can exchange for the same sea salt and old wine is much more than the gold sand and raw jade. Besides, the leather is in

In Daxia, ordinary people can afford it, but your raw jade, purple gold, etc. are slow-selling goods."

With a sigh, Xia Jie spread his hands helplessly: "If we didn't have a limited car, how could we abandon our skins and exchange them for those things you have that are hard to sell? Think about it, is this true? Alas, but

, I came out with our young boss this time, originally just to gain experience, but I didn’t ask for any profit, just don’t lose money.”

Baofeng is very luxurious and dandy, but he still has a bit of the purity and uprightness of a barbarian in his heart. He really thinks that the profit of leather in Daxia is higher than that of gold sand, raw jade and so on. Xia Jie's caravan does not have enough cars? Why is there not enough cars?

?Isn’t it that the 500,000 skins that Baofeng compensated were too many? Why were there too many skins? The reason was that Baofeng molested Xia Jie’s woman! From this, it can be seen that he caused Xia Jie and the others to lose too much on this trip.

profit.

Baofeng's thoughts reached a dead end and he couldn't figure out what he was thinking. His thoughts drifted to his request for Xia Jie and the others to help kill people. Suddenly, his heart became hot and he shouted loudly: "Wigong, Chi

Brother Tiger and the others used leather, sea salt, old wine and other utensils in exchange for our items, and we will always give them 50% more. We mountain people never let our brothers be wronged."

"Well, then I'm really grateful to Brother Baofeng." Xia Jie looked at Baofeng with a matter-of-fact expression. If you dare to tease Qi Xin, just give me more blood!

With a 'gudong' sound, Chi Ming fell to the ground violently, but immediately jumped up with great energy and screamed loudly: "Brother Xing Tian, ​​I will exchange these things with you." Chi Ming now said to Xia Xia

Xia Jie is already extremely worshiped. With just two or three words, people are sent to his door to be slaughtered. Is Xia Jie really a barbarian from the mountains? Why is he even more harsh than those old profiteers from the Anyi Chamber of Commerce?

?Only Chi Ming and the others, who are descendants of the aristocratic families in Anyi City, know how high the prices of these raw jades, exotic metals and the like from the south will soar when they arrive in Anyi.

Not to mention that Xingtian Xuanzhi, who was hit by Jinshan again and had stars flashing in front of his eyes, rushed out of the cave with a few brothers and Chishu to place the goods, Xia Jie and Qi Xin were already sitting at the largest bonfire in the middle of the cave.

Thick hides of ferocious beasts, which are valuable in Anyi, were piled up into a soft mattress, allowing Xia Jie and the others to warm up in this bone-chilling autumn night. The bonfire several feet in front of them spread the heat even further.

It was conveyed to them, making Xia Jie and the others feel comfortable for a while.

A horned deer, a saber-toothed tiger, and a toothed ox were washed and skinned cleanly, and were slowly rotated on the fire. Several carefully selected, delicate-looking girls were busy there, constantly

Dip various fragrant powders and sea salt in water and apply them on the barbecued meats.

Xingtian Dafeng was sitting a few feet away from Xia Jie. Two girls had already sat down beside him. He shouted loudly and geared up: "Come on, open the wine jar, brothers, have a good drink. Don't get drunk and cause trouble."

Ah." The fragrance of the girl next to him was fragrant. This guy barely remembered that he seemed to be the young boss Xia Jie, so he waved his hand to Baofeng and shouted loudly: "If you have anything to do, just talk to Brother Chihu directly.

, he is the supervisor of the caravan coming out this time, I only care about the scenery and ignore the rest."

Xingtian Dafeng was just looking at the scenery. From the corner of his eye, Xingtian Dafeng saw the protruding peaks and mountains, which almost made him bleed from his nose. He had been holding it in for too long, but the two girls beside him were wearing too little. Large chunks of light copper-colored skin were exposed. Compared with the women in Anyi City who were wrapped up tightly, the two girls were like two pieces of charcoal, which burned Xing Tian Da Feng and made him sweat profusely. It's only when you take off your clothes that you feel happy.

Although Baofeng is not a thing, he still has something unique about him, that is, his cunning and even treacherous instincts that are completely different from ordinary barbarians. Xing Tian Dafeng didn't even need to tell him, he had already seen that among Xia Jie and his group, Xia Feng Jie is the leader, with Qi Xin as the respected one, Xing Tian Dafeng and others as assistants, Bai is favored the most, and Mu Tu and a group of other stout men with yellow hair and blue eyes are least taken seriously. However, he sees this and is also a It took him more than a thousand miles to see clearly. If he had known this earlier, how could he have rashly offended Qi Xin?

Putting on a respectful attitude, Baofeng took a corner of wine and offered it to Xia Jie first: "Brother Chihu, let's just forget about what happened before. We are all brothers from the mountains, and we all have the same person. Ancestors, what can't be said? Come on, please drink this glass of wine. Although it is not as good as the fine wine of Daxia you brought, it is also a treasured wine here." As soon as he finished speaking, a white light flashed across the sky. Having already snatched the corner of the wine, 'Gaga' drank the wine with a strange smile.

With a "ha" sound, Bai spit out a breath of wine, slapped his hand and pushed away a man who came in carrying a skinned pig. He jumped up and ran away with the pig in his mouth. Where did I go to enjoy it, but I looked at the storm in a daze. The spirituality of this Pixiu is so powerful, but it has indeed become a spirit. In some small mountain tribes, the Pixiu that has become a spirit is regarded as a mountain god. Worship. "Hell, how could I be so stupid as to tease the women in this caravan? Their strength is too strong."

He secretly glanced at Mo Qilin, who was lying behind Xia Jie and Qi Xin, munching on the fruit. Baofeng shuddered even more. He was a little confused about where Xia Jie and the others came from, but he was even more interested in Xia Jie. They gained confidence in their strength. Then they took two jiao of wine from the hands of their close associates and gave them to Xia Jie and Qi Xin respectively. Baofeng said respectfully: "Please, please drink a full jiao."

Xia Jie raised the horn cup towards Qi Xin. Qi Xin snorted coldly. A thick black mist enveloped her face. Then she took off her gauze and took a casual sip of the grain wine in the horn cup. , but thought the taste of the wine was too bad, frowned, and handed the horn cup to Xia Jie. Xia Jie didn't care, and drank the extremely concentrated two horns of wine. He took a sip of wine and praised: "What a strong wine. Hey, maybe it's not easy to get the grain for making wine?"

Baofeng laughed loudly, carefully sitting on the other side of Xia Jie, keeping a distance of two feet from Qi Xin, and then answered Xia Jie: "Brother Chihu is right, the grain used for brewing this wine will be used every time." They can only get a little by plundering the vassal states of Daxia. Some are used to grind rice, steam it and eat it fresh, and some are used to make wine. Not much grain is grabbed every year, but not much wine is made. Even if it is brewed, , but the taste is not as good as Daxia’s.”

Several jars of old wine from the convoy were carried in by the accompanying sergeants. Xia Jie waved and a jar of wine was placed in front of them. He slapped the seal open with his palm and asked Baofeng's confidant to be careful next to him.

After serving, Xia Jie took a corner of the wine and handed it to Baofeng: "Brother Baofeng is right, the people of Daxia are much better than us in eating utensils. Don't say that we can't make good wine."

, that is, their silk and satin cloth, where can we make it? There is also some fine silk and satin in the car, so I just gave it to my brother."

Baofeng happily took the horn cup, drank half a kilogram of old wine inside, and praised loudly: "It is indeed a good wine, much better than our grain wine. Hey, thank you Chihu

Brother Chihu's good intentions, but you can't take advantage of your brother. Those silks and satins always have to be exchanged for something. Don't worry, brother Chihu, I can't let you lose everything."
To be continued...