Martial: I Started The Technological Revolution In Ancient Times

Xiao Yun cursed in his heart.    

He wrapped his clothes tighter.    

After such a long journey, the tent outside the carriage was no longer as warm.    

The wind was blowing in all directions.    

If one were to sweat from the heat and get blown by the wind, it would be very easy to catch a cold.    

The more healthy a person was, the more serious the illness would become.    

However, if the medicine was not found, and he died on the way, then that would become a huge joke.    

If it was about heating measures, the inside would be velvet, and the outside would be a fur cloak.    

With such a wrap, even if he slept in the snow, he wouldn't be frozen.    

But Xiao Yun just felt a little cold.    

This made him a little worried.    

The carriage suddenly stopped.    

It caused the flame to shake, and the tea on the table almost spilled over.    

Xiao Yun frowned and asked, "What is it?"    

"Young Master, someone blocked the path ahead."    

"Blocking the path?"    

They were walking on the official road. Even though it was no longer the official road of Qin Country, the rules were the same.    

As long as there was someone on the official road who set up a card, blocked the way, or blocked the way, the person who blocked the way could charge at any time. As long as the person's life was not harmed, they could do whatever they wanted.    

This would give rise to some unfairness.    

For example, if a team with more people saw a small team... If they saw the goods inside, they could directly go up and catch the person. Then, they took their belongings and announced to the public: It was them who blocked his way first before he counterattacked.    

People with great power were not afraid of lawsuits.    

But no matter what, blocking his path was a very rare thing.    

"Go and ask what exactly is going on. Tell those who are in a daze not to act rashly."    

The people below hurriedly went to pass on the message.    

After a short while, they ran back again.    

"Young Master, it's a group of people fleeing for their lives. Shopkeeper Hong has already gone over. He can be sent away at any time."    

"Fleeing for their lives? What's difficult about it?"    

"I think they've encountered bandits."    

"Bandits?"    

Xiao Yun frowned.    

Maybe it was a frightened bird, or maybe it was just a shadow of a snake. It didn't matter what he said. The current Xiao Yun was much more vigilant than before.    

Or it could be said that the character of the assassin that used to belong to him had gradually returned because of the assassination.    

That's right.    

He was originally not a young master who could curl up in a high wall courtyard in the capital of Qin Country.    

Instead, he was a killer who had left footprints all over the world. He had never failed in his life. He was a decisive killer!    

"Let everyone wake up. Don't let anyone step on your idea. Peck your eyes! Find a few quick knives and protect Manager Hong."    

"Yes, Young Master."    

The people below walked over.    

But in no time, they came back again.    

"That..."    

"What's the matter? He stuttered."    

" Young master, why don't you... take a look? "    

Xiao Yun's brows twitched.    

He shook his hands and tightened his grip on the twin blades on his wrists.    

He pressed on the back of his waist again and the golden needles were ready.    

Then, he lifted his cloak and placed it on his shoulders like a cloak. He covered it with a thick cloth and jumped off the carriage in a flash.    

It was very cool!    

The people below were shocked.    

They could feel the imposing manner that Xiao Yun was displaying.    

It was like... a mountain had suddenly moved!    

They passed a few carriages that blocked the wind and arrived at the front of the group.    

He raised his head to take a look.    

Sure enough, there was a merchant group blocking the way.    

The carriage was damaged, the horses were exhausted, and they were also injured.    

Those people all looked haggard, but the swords in their hands did not return to their sheaths.    

They were still stained with blood.    

The color of blood looked very bright.    

It wasn't dried up.    

It was frozen on top.    

On his side, Hong Xiluo was standing at the front.    

He raised his hand.    

Behind him was a row of archers. As long as he lowered his hand, the arrows would be able to kill all the people blocking his path.    

However, he did not lower his hand.    

Because Old Man Ma was beside him.    

It was rare for Old Man Ma to walk out of the carriage.    

These days, he had either been in Xiao Yun's carriage or in his own. He had never gotten off the ground.    

On the surface, he looked very lazy.    

However, Xiao Yun knew that he was avoiding arousing suspicion.    

This caravan was after all Hong Xiluo's caravan, and not Old Man Ma's.    

He had quite a number of subordinates under him. When working with Hong Xiluo's people, it was inevitable that there would be some disagreements or even conflicts.    

For example, if one felt that he was Hong Xiluo's subordinate and should listen to his own shopkeeper, and the other felt that he should listen to Old Man Ma, then when it came to one thing, if two people listened to different orders, there would definitely be conflicts.    

This conflict would also become bigger, and it might even become a conflict between two groups of people!    

Even if there was no conflict, just from some small daily matters, it would be very difficult for everyone to merge into one.    

Dissatisfaction, displeasure. With the accumulation of time, something big would happen sooner or later.    

At this time, there had to be one person who had to take a step back.    

Old Man Ma gave way very thoroughly.    

He might as well not care about anything.    

He would let his subordinates suffer some losses and suffer some grievances. He would make them feel like he was living under someone else's roof.    

Thus, when doing things, he would always restrain himself and have some misgivings.    

When dealing with matters, one should be polite and respectful when meeting others.    

This conflict was very difficult to arise.    

As for the big issue...    

Wasn't there still Xiao Yun in charge?    

And now...    

He had taken the initiative to step forward and stop Hong Xiluo from doing anything.    

The two of them were clearly quarreling.    

Xiao Yun was too lazy to listen.    

What he was more concerned about was the attitude of the people below.    

As expected!    

Even if it was a month of interaction and living together, it would be useless.    

When the two of them showed a bit of hostility, the two groups of people stood on two sides and glared at each other.    

It was as if a war was about to break out at any moment!    

To be honest, Xiao Yun was somewhat angered.    

"Put it down!"    

Suddenly, a furious roar was heard.    

Everyone present, including those who were fleeing for their lives, put down the weapons in their hands.    

Then, they turned their heads and watched carefully.    

Because these words were shouted by Xiao Yun.    

From the first time they saw Xiao Yun until now, they had never seen him angry, nor did they see him speak loudly.    

A thousand miles away, the corpse of a Sovereign King could be seen floating in the air when he got angry.    

The fury of a high and mighty person would always have an indescribable pressure, and an indescribable dominance.    

Badao was also shocked by Xiao Yun's condition.    

Then, he immediately drew his blade forward and leaned over to Hong Xiluo and Hong Xiluo.    

This was the most comfortable way to attack.    

As long as Xiao Yun gave the order, or if the two of them did not listen to Xiao Yun's orders...    

As long as he exerted force with his feet, the long blade in his hands would be like an arc of light, instantly taking away the heads of the two of them!    

Even last night, Badao even had a drink with Hong Xiluo. The two of them hugged their necks and sang an unpleasant song. They were extremely happy.    

What made Badao heave a sigh of relief was that Hong Xiluo put down his hand, and then Old Man Ma also took a few steps back.    

They turned to look at Xiao Yun at the same time.    

Hong Xiluo sighed and didn't say anything.    

Old Man Ma quickly walked over and said, "Young Master Xiao, please save them!"    

"Them?"    

Xiao Yun's eyes twitched. He said in a deep voice, "Do you know those who blocked the way?"