Ichinaya drove in the opposite direction of the gunfire, and in a short time rushed out of the Sunrise Fort.

"Naya, go back, let's go save Abba!" Asgen said anxiously.

"No, Abba, he dragged them out there, let's go by ourselves and leave him alone!" Naya said crying.

Asgen was stunned.

He suddenly understood that Timur knew that he had no hope of survival.

He rushed into the siege with a determination to die, and took the few remaining clansmen to fight Miao Yin and them, winning a chance for Ah Chong and Asgen and the others to escape.

"Abba!" Asgen beat his chest with both hands, and instantly burst into tears.

Zi Yang and Su Rui looked at each other, and were silent for a while.

Both of them knew in their hearts that there would be nothing this group could do even if they went back, and a few unarmed wounded and sick people to attack dozens of heavily armed enemies was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

The car came to a stop behind a hillside a few kilometers outside Sunrise Fort, and Asgen got out of the car, knelt down in the direction of Sunrise Fort, and howled loudly.

There were still sporadic gunshots, and the old man Timur was using the last bit of strength in his life to buy time for everyone.

Zi Yang stepped out of the car, looking at the body full of bullet holes, not only did he feel palpitations, but it was a fluke that they could escape in the rain of bullets.

Zi Yang looked back at the situation of several people in the car body, Lao Wang also walked down with Xiao Hei in his arms, and the two of them fell from the flagpole and their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen.

Ah Chong sat in the car gloomily with Mo Laosan in his arms, Mo Laosan was shot in the chest, and the blood had already stained the clothes of the two people red.

Su Rui tried Mo Laosan's snort and shook his head gently.

Mo Laosan is dead.

Zi Yang looked at Mo Laosan who was huddled in Ah Chong's arms, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

In a sense, Mo Laosan is Ah Chong's elder and everyone's life-saver.

Zi Yang still clearly remembers that in the abandoned temple in Tibet, if it weren't for Mo Laosan's secret help, they would have been killed by Scar Jin and Li Tianming and others.

"Ah Chong, Third Uncle Mo is dead, you, you better mourn and change." Ziyang comforted softly.

Ah Chong stood up silently, his right arm was broken, and the remaining left hand was still holding Mo Laosan.

Mo Laosan's withered and thin body was as light as nothing in his hands. Zi Yang took Mo Laosan from Ah Chong's hand and gently put him on the ground.

This old man, who had had a rough life, finally died.

He lived like a joke in the world, no one ever looked up to him, and everyone didn't take him seriously.

Now, he's dead.

Ziyang misses him a little.

Although Mo Laosan is not a good person, he has never done anything harmful in his life.

Now, he's dead.

His miserable and unbearable life finally came to an end in the Mongolian wilderness.

Zi Yang, Lao Wang, Su Rui, Ah Chong, including Xiao Hei, several people stood in front of Mo Laosan's body in silence, which could be regarded as seeing him off.

"Mo Laosan, you can go in peace, may you go to heaven, may there be countless treasures in heaven...... And beauties are waiting for you. Lao Wang sprinkled a handful of soil on Mo Laosan's body and sent him his most heartfelt wishes.

The gunfire in Sunrise Castle gradually died down, and after a while, it died down completely.

It looks like the battle is over.

"Brother Chong, Abba said that you should take me and Arislan out of Mongolia and never come back." Naya looked at Ah Chong with tears on her face.

In order to fulfill the last wish of his ancestors, in order to save Ah Chong and Xiao Hei, the last hope of the two iron cavalry soldiers, the old man Timur exhausted all the strength of the blue wolf clan.

Arislan and Naya may be the only concerns he has left in the world.

Ah Chong gently wiped the tears from Naya's cheeks and nodded silently.

Arislan stood beside Naya, his injured arm still hanging from his neck in bandages, and looked at Ah Chong's severed arm with two big eyes open.

Zi Yang looked at Xiao Hei, who was sitting on the ground with an injured leg, and his face was confused.

In just a few days, everyone seemed to have walked in hell, wounded and disabled.

Even now, they are not out of danger of death. After Miao Yin and the others get rid of Timur, will they continue to chase them?

The car had broken down, and they were at their bottom of the ropes.

What's next?

Asgen still knelt in the direction of Sunrise Castle, his head hanging in silence.

Ziyang looked around at the endless desert around him, and his heart was already directionless.

Even Su Rui, who has always been resourceful, stood by the side silently.

Where else can they flee to?

Lao Wang didn't know when he took out a telescope from the car, lay on the ground and looked in the direction of Sunrise Fort, and after a while suddenly shouted: "Come and see!" What is that? ”

Zi Yang took the telescope in Lao Wang's hand, and followed the direction of his finger, only to see three small black shadows hanging on the three tall flagpoles in the courtyard of the horse market.

Zi Yang's heart sank, and he had already guessed who was on it.

Asgen snatched his glasses and saw the man on them clearly, his eyes widened with rage and his teeth rattled.

Hanging on the flagpole were Timur and two other blue wolf people.

Timur was hung on the flagpole in the middle, with his hands tied behind his back and his head tilted to the side. His face could be seen faintly through the binoculars, his gray hair covered in blood, and his small body swaying gently on the flagpole, looking lifeless.