"Haha, Master Han Jun, you should accept Gu Sui's kindness. The mercenaries in Qiuci will not blackmail you." Ma Yunlu scolded the woman, while a table of mercenaries slapped the table and laughed and teased.

The ostentation of these mercenaries was even greater than that of Liu Cang. There were six or seven people at a table, and four or five men and women wearing thin clothes but also holding weapons squatted beside them. The mercenaries who sat on the table would throw some food to the squatting people.

People around them feel like they are feeding pets.

The mercenary's teasing made several other tables burst into laughter. These people acted wantonly, but at least they did not actually come forward to provoke.

The woman who was scolded licked her lips and gave Liu Cang an evil smile. Then she returned to her companion and softly shrank into the arms of a man.

The man moved his hands up and down, and the woman laughed proudly. The surrounding people seemed to be accustomed to this, and the slightly dark hall was filled with a groggy atmosphere.

"These scoundrels, thugs." Liu Cang, Dafu, and Sifu were accustomed to this kind of atmosphere. Ma Yunlu cursed in a low voice because of the woman's coquettishness.

After a while, the store owner brought a basin of hot vegetables to Liu Cang and others. Seeing that Liu Cang and others did not do anything special, the people in the inn stopped paying attention to their table.

Earlier, the woman stood on the table and danced seductively, causing the mercenaries in the hall to whistle and shout from time to time.

The so-called Kucha mercenaries are equivalent to the Kucha Kingdom's army. They have no military pay, but receive commissions.

Most of the armies of the countries in the Western Regions are composed of mercenaries. These mercenaries usually have a very low sense of belonging to the employer. If they are given a satisfactory commission, they will work hard for their employer. If the employer cannot pay the commission, they will switch to other places in a minute.

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The three tables of mercenaries in the store belong to different forces. The weapons and leather armor of the Kucha mercenaries are obviously better. Although the Han army has been killing part-time horse bandits mercenaries in the Western Regions in recent years, none of the mercenaries in the store have obvious

Hostility towards Liu Cang and others.

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Not to mention the Han army, even the forces to which these mercenaries belong may have hostile relations. However, unless they formally go to the battlefield, they will basically not become hostile and fight when they meet in private.

This is also an unspoken rule among mercenaries in the Western Regions. Unless they have personal hatred, they usually will not hate other armies because of their employer's emotions.

A group of soldiers who abide by the rules, have extremely low moral standards, are barbaric, wanton, and have a very serious self-centered attitude.

Liu Cang and the others ate and drank at will, and the store was noisy. Amid the quarrels among the mercenaries, they could be heard discussing the Han army's suppression of bandits from time to time.

The iron smelting industry in Kucha is relatively developed. Many city-states in the Western Regions rely on Kucha for their iron tools. In addition, there are many singers and dancers here. Kucha is relatively wealthy and has many channels for making money. There are very few mercenaries here.

Go do some horse banditry.

But from the arguments of these mercenaries, Liu Cang still heard their dissatisfaction with the Han army's suppression of bandits.

"Hey, Mr. Han Army, I say you are really suffering. Your emperor has so much money. Instead of having so many cavalry running around the Western Regions day and night, he might as well spend money to hire us. We are the ones from the Western Regions.

Master, as long as we are here, the Silk Road will be the safest place in the world."

The whole stewed lamb was served by the store. The half-sized lamb exuded a fishy aroma. A drunken mercenary in the store also came to Liu Cang's table. While talking to Liu Cang, he held the hand quite naturally.

A dagger cuts a piece of mutton.

Although Liu Cang was wearing simple and elegant clothes, he was too clean. From the equipment of Dafu and Sifu, the mercenaries naturally regarded Liu Cang as an official of the Han army.

He called him "Master Han Jun", but his tone was very obviously ridiculing, and the mercenary was looking for a topic. He couldn't say that he was provoking, but more like he was taking advantage of the fact that the mutton had just been served.

"The safest? Oh, what's going on with the armed horse bandits near Qiuci?" Ma Yunlu frowned, Liu Cang, Dafu, and Sifu just cut the meat and shared it with each other, and didn't care about the mercenaries.

The act of drinking.

The three of them had been in war for a long time, and they often got together with vulgar men to fight for food. Naturally, the mercenary was slightly stunned by their lack of resentment, and the scoundrel look on his face actually became much calmer.

"Kiuci's business is prosperous, and roads to various places are well connected. Robbery of merchants will not do any good to Kucha. They are armed horse bandits. It's not that Kucha has got together with the descendants of the Huns again." The mercenaries accepted the thugs.

, looked at Liu Cang carefully again, with a little dissatisfaction in his tone.

The Xiongnu were very ferocious, accustomed to enslaving others, and their behavior was even worse than that of the mercenaries in the Western Regions.

The mercenaries of the Western Regions don't like the Huns very much, or they are more afraid of the Huns, and the Huns actually have a very strong sense of race. Most of the mercenaries of the Western Regions are resistant to being hired by the Huns.

"Descendants of the Xiongnu? From the Kushan side? Are you planning to go against the Han army?" Liu Cang asked.

To this day, the Huns are a relatively general concept in the Western Regions.

There are many mixed-blood Huns in the Western Regions, but because of the attacks of the Han Dynasty on the Huns and the brutal rule of the Huns, the mixed-blood Huns in the Western Regions usually do not regard themselves as Huns.

The descendants of the Huns that the mercenaries could specifically mention were probably the Kushan noble forces who crossed over from Guishan to the west of Congling. Those forces were also the ones Liu Cang tried to prevent when he regulated the Western Regions.

"No, we don't want to go against the Han army, let alone fight for the Huns. Those bastards will always treat mercenaries as cannon fodder. No, many of the guys who have expired their employment period are ready to leave Kucha, and we don't want to fight with the Protector

The government is fighting." The mercenary said seriously.

There is no limit to what mercenaries can do, but they pay more attention to contracts. They pay more attention to rules than morality, which is also their way of survival.

Faced with the mercenary's general attitude, Liu Cang chuckled without comment. The mercenary lived a life of licking blood, but he had no loyalty at all.

In fact, except for killing people and fighting, mercenaries are basically lazy and troublemakers at other times. The soldiers in the Han army are a hundred times more secure than them, and Liu Cang really doesn't pay attention to these mercenaries from the Western Regions.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Dang~~dang~~dang~~" The rapid ringing of the bell rang in Xilao Ao, and the noisy environment in the inn fell into silence.

"Boom~Boom~" The sound of galloping iron hooves came from outside the store, and the tabletops in the inn shook slightly, indicating that a large-scale cavalry team was approaching.

"Free up the market for us! We bought these cattle and sheep! Get us water!"

"The scouts patrolled a radius of ten miles. The troops rested and made fires to make food!"

With standard Chinese shouts and arrogant words, there was a lot of noise in Xiluo'ao.

"Oops~ Master Jun, Master Jun! The shop is so small that it can't accommodate a large army." The waiter outside the shop exclaimed.

"Go away, prepare to eat, and ask your cook to go to Fangshi to help with the slaughter." Following the waiter's shout, a group of sergeants walked into the store cursing.

The halberd, the general's armor, and the iron boots were clanging. Liu Cang raised his eyes and saw a group of hussars entering the store.

"Clear the place! Get some drinks and make room for me." A military sergeant glanced at the store casually and threw a bag of money on a nearby table.

Well, the folk customs in the Western Regions are rough and barbaric. Obviously, the hussars who follow the local customs seem to be even worse.

They were all covered in an evil aura, their gray armor and stomach were stained with blood, and their damaged cloaks stirred up dust. All the mercenaries in the store stood up silently. Knowing that there were so many Han soldiers coming, none of the mercenaries spoke back, as if they had been used to it for a long time.

Overcome the tyranny of the Hussars.

"Lao Zhenzi's Kucha and Ma De rebelled against them. You, are you Kucha mercenaries? If so, just stay away, otherwise you will start a war and lose your life in vain."

The cursing Hussars did not embarrass the mercenaries. A dozen soldiers entered the store. As they were talking, they saw Liu Cang in the corner of the store.

"Um? See Your Majesty.

Sir." In slight shock, a group of soldiers knelt down on one knee and gave Liu Cang military salutes.

"Well, let's get up. It's just a few of you. You can't pay off a big deal. Huh? Did you catch this?" Everyone in the store was surprised. Liu Cang waved his hand to let the generals excuse themselves, but then he saw a few people behind him still dragging their feet.
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