The cannon fodder fake prince at the beginning, I won by hugging thighs

The man put the bow and arrow behind his back and held the dagger at his waist with one hand, but he did not completely relax his vigilance.

Lu Jiao and Kui Lang sat back in the car, pretending they didn't know where they were camping.

Sometimes when the man went astray, Lu Jiao pretended not to notice his temptation and spoke up to remind him.

"Isn't the water source over there? Why are you going in this direction?"

"Yeah! Yes, yes, I saw the grass over there move a little, and I thought there was a rabbit!"

If that man hadn't turned his head and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Lu Jiao would really have believed his words.

The Bri tribe was busy, and they were a little surprised to see Lu Jiao and the other two appear in their field of vision.

You know, the migration routes on the grassland are almost fixed, and they will not change unless absolutely necessary.

In the past, only when there was a natural disaster on the grassland and the grass and water were scarce would they think of looking for it along the migration routes of other tribes. At that time, it was usually a life-and-death tragedy.

And they don't just randomly target a certain target, they will send spies in advance to find out the details of the target tribe...

Seeing Agula bringing strangers to the tribe's temporary residence, the tribesmen stopped what they were doing and looked at Lu Jiao and Kuilang with unfriendly and vigilant eyes.

Some of the children even picked up clods of earth of moderate size from the ground, and waited for the order from the patriarch to throw them into the two men's eyes.

Lu Jiao turned sideways and said in a barely audible voice: "See? All the little guys on the grassland are brothers!"

"Don't talk at this time!" Kuilang's expression was distorted.

However, Lu Jiao would not tell him that she had already opened the mental barrier when she spoke, and her lips did not tremble at all, let alone the sound.

Agula also noticed something was wrong with the station and shouted, "Chief! These are the merchants from the big tribe! They have linen!"

The last sentence can be said to have caused an uproar in the entire station.

It can be seen from the thin jackets they are wearing, which are already patinated, that their tribe is in great need of cloth.

Every time we went to the big tribe to exchange cloth, we would first use it to make clothes for the children. As the number of children increased, they would grow up and have children.

From the beginning to the end, the tribesmen may have only one coat on their bodies, which they would wear from adulthood until they could no longer wear it.

Agula's words did not solve the dilemma of Lu Jiao and the others.

The eyes of the people around them changed from vigilance to burning enthusiasm. Even the linen covering the goods looked like treasures in the eyes of those tribesmen.

Kuilang moved uncomfortably to Lu Jiao's side and leaned half of his body on her. Only then did he feel a little safer.

Just a little bit.

"If you are so useless, I will send you back to Changning Pass after this batch of goods is cleared!"

"No! Aren't you afraid?"

"When you are sure that you can escape from such a small tribe unscathed, then you won't be afraid anymore!"

Kuilang thought about it carefully and realized that this was indeed the truth. Even if he couldn't win, he couldn't just run away!

The next moment, he felt a little regretful, thinking that his previous behavior was a bit cowardly and that he brought shame to his own master.

Lu Jiao didn't care about Kuilang's little thoughts. She jumped off the carriage, performed the salute as an equal, and bowed slightly to the clan leader.

"Dadalibu Ebule." This is a way of introducing oneself.

There was a gleam of light in the turbid eyes of the tribe leader Bagen, and he looked back and forth at the two people in front of him.

Unfortunately, Lu Jiao's outfit was designed to imitate the Fourth Prince's coachman Taihe. How could he possibly notice anything wrong with it?

Lu Jiao had a faint smile on her face and let Bagen look at her.

At this time, Agula also broke away from the encirclement of other tribesmen, walked to Bagen, whispered, and told him how he met them.

Even the temptations along the way were not let go.

"Is my Khan still healthy?" Bagen asked suddenly.

Of course, he had never seen the Khan, let alone been to Ulaanbaatar, but that didn't stop him from trying to trick Lu Jiao.

"The Khan is still in good health. He recently sent troops to Jiang State to raid the grass valley several times and reaped a lot of rewards."

Lu Jiao seemed to be really happy that the grassland royal court had taken advantage of the Jiang Kingdom. He talked about how brave the grassland warriors were, and was so excited that his saliva was almost spraying on Bagen's face.

Kuilang only understood a few fragments of what was said, and knew that Lu Jiao had not said anything good about the border troops, but he still looked a little embarrassed. He quietly tugged at Lu Jiao's clothes from behind, signaling him to stop.

Lu Jiao turned his head, slapped Kui Lang's hand away, and got back to the point: "This time I followed our master's steward to the Zhenyuan Pass for trade. There are many good things there, but it's a pity that I can't exchange them all.

If Zhenyuan Pass wasn't heavily guarded, in my opinion, it would be best to just rob the market!

I heard that there is a Changning Pass about a hundred miles away, and there is also trade there.

In my opinion, it is not more profitable to charge directly with a team of cavalry than to attack Caogu!"

These few words made Bagen's heart surge.

When he thought about his own tribe, which had only a hundred people, he immediately felt discouraged.

On the grassland, there is a team of one thousand vehicles, and some large tribes even have ten teams.

A small tribe like theirs didn't even have 20 carts. In front of the Dadali tribe, they were like a speck of dust.

No wonder he, a small follower, has such a big tone. He can just send a group of cavalry to rob all the border trade.

Of course, he had never seen the Khan, let alone been to Ulaanbaatar, but that didn't stop him from trying to trick Lu Jiao.

"The Khan is still in good health. He recently sent troops to Jiang State to raid the grass valley several times and reaped a lot of rewards."

Lu Jiao seemed to be really happy that the grassland royal court had taken advantage of the Jiang Kingdom. He talked about how brave the grassland warriors were, and was so excited that his saliva was almost spraying on Bagen's face.

Kuilang only understood a few fragments of what was said, and knew that Lu Jiao had not said anything good about the border troops, but he still looked a little embarrassed. He quietly tugged at Lu Jiao's clothes from behind, signaling him to stop.

Lu Jiao turned his head, slapped Kui Lang's hand away, and got back to the point: "This time I followed our master's steward to the Zhenyuan Pass for trade. There are many good things there, but it's a pity that I can't exchange them all.

If Zhenyuan Pass wasn't heavily guarded, in my opinion, it would be best to just rob the market!

I heard that there is a Changning Pass about a hundred miles away, and there is also trade there.

In my opinion, it is not more profitable to charge directly with a team of cavalry than to attack Caogu!"

These few words made Bagen's heart surge.

When he thought about his own tribe, which had only a hundred people, he immediately felt discouraged.

On the grassland, there is a team of one thousand vehicles, and some large tribes even have ten teams.

A small tribe like theirs didn't even have 20 carts. In front of the Dadali tribe, they were like a speck of dust.

No wonder he, a small follower, has such a big tone. He can just send a group of cavalry to rob all the border trade.