Small farmers dominate the deserted island

The caravan that was heading south can only follow Chen Yu's group and continue north.

"Old man, are there any tribes or cities in front of you?" Chen Yu asked.

"Why are you asking this?" the old man said warily.

"Since we are going into the Chiyang Desert, we must gather some materials, such as fruits, water, kettles and the like are indispensable." Chen Yu replied.

"Oh, no." The old man said simply.

He was panicking now, if it weren't for Chen Yu's many people, he might have rushed over to fight Chen Yu's life.

Why didn't Chen Yu understand what the old man was thinking, he deliberately said to himself: "If this is the case, then we still have to enter the Chiyang Desert. Even if we die of thirst, we can't let this mission go."

After hearing Chen Yu's words, the old man felt a twitch on his face. He always felt that this young man had a complete insight into his heart.

Chen Yu’s meaning is already obvious. Even if they don’t bring water, they still want to enter the Red Sun Desert, and they are now on Chen Yu’s thief ship. If Chen Yu died of thirst, it also means that they will first Chen Yu. They died of thirst in one step.

So, he weakly pointed his hand forward.

"Sixty miles ahead, there is a horse market, which was opened by Qingyun people."

Chen Yu looked happy when he heard that there was a horse market in front of him, but he hesitated again after hearing that it was run by Qingyun people.

Because he is not sure if the Qingyun people have any flying pigeons, or flying eagles and the like, in case the Qingyun cavalry in front has used some means to tell the people of the Qingyun tribe about the battle with them. Then when they enter the horse market, they are meat buns and dogs.

"Old man, the Qingyun tribe, as the largest clan on the Qingyun Plateau, must be heavily guarded in Mashi?" Chen Yu asked pretendingly.

"Well, of course, there are usually around five or six hundred people, mainly to maintain the stability of the horse market."

"But..." When Chen Yu was desperate, the old man suddenly changed his conversation.

"But what?" Chen Yu asked expectantly.

"But when I was passing by the horse market a few days ago, I saw Qingyun people guarding the horse market. There were less than 20 people. I heard that the others were transferred away. The Yue people are fighting."

The old man's words made Chen Yu's self-confidence back again.

"Okay, let's hurry up and try to get to the horse market when the temperature drops to zero."

drive……

Chen Yu and his party drove the camel team with their whips, and rushed in the direction of Ma Shi.

...

Qingyunma City is one of the largest markets in the north of Qingyun Plateau. People from all over the island gather here, some are southerners, some are bushmen, some are giants, there are cannibals, and there are dwarves. .

It is precisely because this is a place where hundreds of races meet, so there are often troubles here. For example, the cannibals captured the dwarves and ate them, and the dwarves stole the skins of the giants.

The giants trampled several dwarves to death.

These collisions are inevitable, so in order to maintain order here, the Qingyun tribe has long stationed here with heavy soldiers.

But today is different from the past. Since the war with the Yue people, there are only less than 20 Qingyun soldiers left here. Not to mention maintaining order every day, even if they are patrolling the streets, they will be dispatched by more than 20 people. Otherwise, If you are not careful, you will be devoured by people of other races.

So they decided to patrol only once every three days and hide in the bunker on the edge of the market for the rest of the time, not even daring to show their heads.

Because among the aliens here, there are also people from the Arrow Clan, and these people like to engage in assassinations or something when they are fine.

Because the Qingyun people are stationed here and levy heavy taxes on people of other races, the Qingyun people are very hostile here. Some people of other races have even said that this horse market does not need the Qingyun people and can be maintained. .

After the Qingyun people got the order in order, some people felt that these Qingyun people were a bit redundant. From time to time, there would be foreigners who were taxed, people who wanted to buy the arrow tribe, and assassin the leaders among the people.

On this day, another caravan came outside the horse market, and the number was huge, unprecedented, with more than sixty people, including camels, horses, and some hideous-looking guards.

The twenty-odd Qingyun people immediately hid in the bunker at the gate of Ma Shi and did not dare to come out.

At this moment, a Qingyun person recognized the old man headed, and he was relieved.

"Hey! People from Doss, didn't you just return from the Chiyang Desert with a full load the day before yesterday? It's only three days. Are you going to make a fortune in the desert again?"

Two Qingyun people walked out of the bunker, and they greeted the old man next to Chen Yu with a smile.

Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly motioned with his eyes to the old man to be fooling them.

"Hahaha, who will make more money? The patriarch sent people from our tribe over again today, saying that I want to find an important thing in the Chiyang Desert. Can't I do more work? I can only show them the way. "

The old man smiled.

"Oh, just to lead the way, that's easy to say, there is no danger, even if there is danger, your old boy will not be the first to run away." A Qingyun man smiled, but looked at Chen Yu and the group with vigilant eyes .

Chen Yu's fifty knights are all elites in a hundred battles. Although a murderous aura on his body has not spread, it still makes people feel that they are two battles.

These Qingyun people are veterans who have been battle-tested, and have a strange feeling for danger.

So when speaking, he reserved three points.

"Old man Doss, you are too greedy, but since you are going to enter the Red Sun Desert again, isn't that..."

Qingyun's meaning is self-evident.

He wanted the old man to pay taxes. The old man did not speak, but looked at Chen Yu.

Chen Yu was riding on the horse, sitting tightly, looking ahead, looking ignorant and ignorant.

The old man groaned in his heart and cried out that he was really on the thief ship.

"Take it, this is one hundred Qingyun coins." The old man reluctantly took out the unique currency on Qingyun Plateau from his arms.

The man took the bag over, casually worried, and opened the door contentedly.

It is a gate, rather than a fence made of a few tree stumps.

Chen Yu and his party entered on horseback. The horse market was divided into seven streets, with horse sellers, camel sellers, food sellers, and even water sellers.

Don't ask why there are water sellers, because the entire horse market is an old well. Although water resources can supply the entire horse market, the Qingyun people are cunning and ruthless, how can they waste this profit.