The sky was clear.
The sun was blazing.
Camels' bells jingled.
Losa and his party were traveling with a group of Kurdish merchants.
The leader of the caravan was conversing with Losa in Kurdish. His Kurdish was so well-practiced that their communication was fluent and unobstructed.
Strong spiritual power leads to strong learning ability.
"Old Hassan, how did a dignified chief like you become the leader of a caravan?"
Old Hassan's dark face showed a hint of helplessness: "Rauf wants us to deliver fifty pack horses, fifty camels this year, and we also need to supply thirty young men equipped with bows and arrows."
"Our tribe is too small to bear such heavy taxes, so we can only hope to earn enough from this trip to buy slaves and pack animals."
Losa frowned and said, "Why not think of moving away?"
Nomadic tribes, if they cannot bear the heavy taxes, might as well move their whole community. Why continue to work for Rauf like a dog?
"We want to leave, but where would we go?"
