It was six o'clock in the evening, and it was already half dark.

The mountains on all sides of the Gobi Desert are like black-robed giants, silently watching the silent march of the survivors.

After a short time, the team led by Hong Ming arrived at the nearest supply point.

By the spring, everyone took a drink of water, and said little.

After everyone had washed their faces and drunk their horses in turn, the wounded knights began to wash and bandage their wounds.

Hong Fan tied the Bentley to a broken poplar tree, first fed the bean cake mixed with eggs, and then massaged the trembling muscle fibers on the horse's legs for a moment.

It was only when the war horse snorted and relaxed that he took the dry food from Kong Hai, who was waiting beside him, and sat down by the campfire to eat.

In today's battle, the losses can be described as heavy; Including Hong Ming, there are still eighteen people left in the team.

Among them, the Hong family has nine, the Li family has five, and the Chi family has four, and relatively speaking, Zhu Yiqi has suffered the least loss.

This is that Hong Ming shines more, and the second is that Zhu Yi's riding formation is further back in the middle of the ambush.

In Hong Fan's view, there is no absolute fairness in the world, and there is nothing to blame too much.

Taking a bite of the dry cake, he chewed with his mouth closed, waiting for his saliva to moisten it while entering an inward view.

The golden-colored Dragon Soul Tree appeared in front of him, swaying without wind.

Under the tree, the semi-illusory mist was forming a clump, which was turning into a golden streamer little by little, and was drawn into the tree by the roots.

This is about the bequest of the deceased.

Hong Fan reviewed the battle situation in his heart - the three families of Jinhai died a total of fifteen people, and the loss of Haifei was thirteen.

Of course, this does not count the Chi family caravan that must have been captured by all the people.

Looking back on the whole process, Hong Fan has a clear conscience and thinks that he has done his best.

But Paoze's life is like a mountain, and many people have long been overwhelmed.

When Zhu Yiqi and everyone began to eat one after another, several members of the Li family and the Chi family remained unstable, and even fed the horses hastily.

When Hong Fan ate half a piece of cake, these people finally couldn't hold back their anger, and came over in a group after untying the knife.

"Brother Hong Fan, we have something to say that is not unpleasant."

A man from the Chi family, led by the group, stood still by the bonfire and said.

"Your previous rush was in the sand world."

He asked in a declarative tone.

It's a topic that everyone cares about.

"Yes."

Hong Fan admits naturally.

"Soon after seeing off the Sand Star, I gradually discovered that I was able to control the sand, and then speculated that I had inherited the Destiny Star."

The man of the Chi family nodded slowly, but his face became more tense.

The name of the Dragon Bestow Star Monarch, although the Gaomen family, who are also the "ancestral dragon blood heirs", disagrees with it, it is still somewhat sacred among the people.

As for the elites present, everyone had seen Ma Jingsha before his death, and knew the dominance of the sand world in the hundreds of miles of Jinsha and Hanhai.

But it is precisely because of this that they become more and more hesitant and angry.

"The Star Monarch Inheritance should be cautious, today's incident is sudden, and it's okay if you didn't say it earlier."

The Chi family man continued.

"But since you have the power to control the sand, why don't you take action early in the morning after the crowd ambushes and save more lives of your siblings?"

He said in a low voice, although he deliberately suppressed his voice, he still inevitably revealed the meaning of questioning.

As soon as these words came out, not only the nine people of the Chi Li family, but also Zhu Yiqi also had many eyes on him.

But Hong Fan's face was as usual.

"Because I can't save it."

He replied, just shaking his head slowly.

"After charging alone, I'm actually exhausted."

Hong Fan said as he took off his leather armor and opened his cloth robe.

His exposed lower abdomen was actually a large area of terrifying bruising.

"Two."

Hong Fan sighed and said.

"I was hit by a four-armed Yaksha sword, and even though I was defending with all my might at the time, I still broke two ribs."

He lowered his head and laughed, and there was a gnashing of teeth in his laughter.

"I endured it for a long time, and endured it until their true qi dried up, but I killed and injured thirty percent of the people, and I still relied on the power of the Sand Star Monarch to scare them back."

Hong Fan shook his head and raised his eyes to look directly at the Chi family's questioner.

"If I make a move in the middle of the ambush, I may be able to kill two or three people with all my might, but it will not help the overall situation!"

"How can there be only two or three people?"

A man from the Li family stepped forward half a step forward and interjected urgently.

"Didn't you use the Sand Mist trick? If we do it when we have the power to spare......"

"My sand mist knows me, but he doesn't recognize you!"

Hong Fan interrupted in a cold voice.

The other party immediately stopped talking.

"I've done everything I can."

Hong Fan hid his shirt and said indifferently.

"If a few people are still angry, it is better to think more about why the news of our operation was leaked, and we were ambushed in turn!"

This is a very reasonable sentence, but it unexpectedly provokes the anger of the other party.

"What do you mean by this sentence, brother?"

The Chi family man said angrily.

"Could it be that I think my Chi family leaked the news?"

Hong Fan just gulped down the cake.

This kind of headless, brainless and meaningless words, he naturally didn't answer.

However, when the other party saw that he was silent, he still held his neck and refused to leave.

After a few breaths of dead silence, a shrill crunch rang out on the side.

But Hong Ming, who didn't say a word, suddenly took out a whetstone and sharpened the horizontal knife with a lot of hands.

The noise was like an order, Hong Lie, Kong Hai, and Shen Hong stood up one after another, untied their swords and surrounded them, hiding Hong Fan behind them.

"After listening to it for a long time, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Kong Hai smiled and folded his arms.

He had now unloaded his armor, his strong shoulders were bandaged, and there was blood on them.

"TNND, I was hit by an arrow, who turned back? Who gambled their lives to save me? ”

"Where were you then?"

Kong Hai said and took another half step forward.

"You didn't save Lao Tzu when he saw death, so if Brother Hong Fan couldn't make a move, when would he make a move, what kind of face do you have to talk nonsense?"

This question blurted out, and several people from the Chi Li family suddenly had their chests rise and fall.

They wanted to pay back, but the words were stuck in their mouths, but they couldn't get out of their mouths.

Being ridiculed by others, angering is anger, but it is also true that you are ashamed of the deceased.

At the stalemate, Hong Fan slowly got up.

"Fifteen people, we lost fifteen people in this battle."

Holding his teammates' shoulders, he stood in front of the Chi family.

"When a robe fell from his horse with an arrow and died of a sword soldier, why didn't you reflexively fight to the death?"

No one answered his words.

"I don't need you to say it—it's just that I can't save it at first, and then I can't help it."

Hong Fan asked and answered himself.

Then he sneered.

"At that time, the enemy rode away, and the jade was burned."

"Now the sea has flown away......"

"Do you have the strength to fiddle with me?"

The three sentences circled around the camp, and soon they left the campfire and went their own way into the darkness.

No one spoke, and even the sharpening of knives stopped.

Only the crackling of the campfire and the heavy breathing of a few people.

"That's it, that's it......"

Hong Fan's gaze swept over everyone in front of him one by one.

"If you take Hong Fan as a scapegoat, it will make a few people feel better, but please take care of yourself."

He chuckled softly and sat down by the campfire.

And the knights of the Chi and Li families finally vented their hearts at this point, and after they dispersed, they hid their faces in the shadows that could not be illuminated by the fire.

PS: New readers are welcome to read my old book "The Last Apostle".

There is a big gap between my level when I first opened the old book and when it was finished, and now I have a lot of problems in the first two volumes, and my level has improved significantly since the middle and second parts of the third volume.