Ye Feng buried the carcass of the camel under a sand slope.

In any case, the camel also died because of this journey, and Ye Feng didn't want him to be like his father back then, with a violent corpse in the desert.

When he was eight years old, he tried his best in the desert, escaped death, and climbed back from the Yama Temple. Unexpectedly, thirty years later, he still can't escape the fate of being buried in the desert like his father.

He became famous for the desert and lived on the desert, but in the end he died in the desert where he was most proud, "Huainanzi" said: "Good swimmers drown, good riders fall, prepare for their own trouble." ”

Ye Feng sighed with emotion in his heart, fate is really ridiculous!

Who will know after today that in the vast sea of sand, under this ordinary sand dune, there is a strange man with a legendary experience?

After burying the camel, Ye Feng and the others left the white dragon pile with a heavy heart and continued on the road.

Along the way, everyone was worried, the camel died, Tang Da was missing, even the drinking water was about to be precarious, and they could not see a glimmer of hope for the road ahead.

There is less and less clear water, but fortunately, Vice General Hao is entrusted by the little marquis Song Hu to take good care of Ye Feng and them, and ensure a sufficient supply every day. In order to save water, he himself and the sergeants killed the horses and drank the blood of the horses, barely supporting themselves.

Anyway, as the number of horses continued to shrink, the number of horses gradually increased.

The horse's blood was extremely hot, coupled with the scorching sun in the desert during the day, Vice General Hao and the sergeants all had cracked lips, and even their consciousness was a little dazed, and the whole person was almost out of shape.

Ye Feng also felt unbearable when they saw it, and repeatedly asked for the remaining clear water to be distributed equally among all the sergeants, but Vice General Hao insisted on refusing.

What he insisted on was perhaps a military order, or a responsibility on his shoulders.

So everyone has a kind of respect for this unknown general from the bottom of their hearts.

After walking for two days in a row, there were sergeants on the road who were left behind due to exhaustion and disappeared, and in this vast desert, falling behind was almost declared dead.

However, Vice General Hao was still almost stubborn about keeping Ye Feng and them, and as for the disappearance of the sergeants, he still didn't want to pay any attention to it.

It's just that Ye Feng once saw him inadvertently at night, kneeling down in the desert with a sad face, bowing in the direction they came from.

In the past two nights, fortunately, the Poison Needle Assassin has never appeared again, but even if he did, the current team, which was exhausted and barely able to support itself, had no strength to deal with him anymore.

Finally, on the third day, something happened.

Under the scorching sun during the day, and the restlessness caused by drinking horse blood for several days, several sergeants began to break down.

They looked abnormal, their eyes were red, they brandished their weapons and shouted and screamed, and they attacked when they saw people, but they were very fierce and difficult to resist, and they didn't know where the strength came from.

Vice General Hao did not panic, and led the sergeants to protect Ye Feng and them, and killed several crazy soldiers in a row, but there were still sergeants who went crazy one after another along the way.

When it was time to camp and rest at night, due to the losses along the way, less than half of the fifty elite cavalry led by Vice General Hao at the time of departure were now left.

In the middle of the night, there was a sudden uproar in the camp.

It turned out that more than a dozen of the remaining sergeants died because they did not want to wait for death and thirst to death, and they fell behind and died, and even went crazy and died.

After consulting with each other, they decided to make a desperate bet, gather together to snatch the remaining clear water, and fight to the death.

This is a mutiny!

Vice General Hao was calm, he concentrated Ye Feng and the rest of the Qing Shui in a tent, and he led the remaining ten loyal soldiers to guard the tent in groups, once someone approached, they would be killed.

Ye Feng and the others sat in the tent, looking at the flickering fires outside, the figures were crowded, and there were shouts, fights, and screams before death in their ears, but no one got up and went out to help guard.

Because in the face of these mutinous sergeants, none of them can get down

Hand.

These sergeants are just on the verge of life and death, trying to struggle to grasp the last hope of life, they just want some clear water, they want to live!

Ants are still stealing their lives, so what's wrong with them doing this?

All beings are equal, whose rule is that some people cannot die, while others must make sacrifices?

Ye Feng and the others all hung their heads and sat in the tent in a daze, not saying a word.

I don't know how long it took, but it was quiet outside, and the somewhat tired voice of Vice General Hao came: "Ye Gongzi, you can come out." ”

Ye Feng and the others walked out of the tent, and in front of their eyes, it was almost a picture of hell on earth.

The tent they were in was splattered with blood all around, almost stained red.

The ground was littered with severed human limbs, and some of those who had not yet fully breathed their breath were wailing in pain, which came to an abrupt halt as the sergeants cleaning the battlefield gave them the final fatal blow.

What kind of terrible battle took place outside the tent just now?

Ye Feng could almost imagine the images of these corpses on the ground flashing with a desire for life in their eyes before they died, and they roared desperately and rushed to the tent again and again.

But now, there is only the silence of death.

Vice General Hao's whole body was splashed with blood, and even his face was stained with blood, and he said to Ye Feng and them: "Now that it is safe, Ye Gongzi, please go back to your respective tents to rest, please hurry up and rest, we will set off again before dawn." ”

Ye Feng looked at the bloodstains all over his body, and asked with some concern, "General, are you okay?"

Vice General Hao smiled and said, "Thank you Gongzi Ye for your concern, the last general is fine, these are all the blood of the rebel soldiers." ”

His face was covered with blood, and he looked a little hideous and terrifying in the firelight, but Ye Feng felt that his smile was almost like crying.

Originally, they were comrades in the army who shared life and death, and the love of comrades was more than that of siblings, but now when facing a life-and-death situation, they had to wave a butcher's knife at them.

Ye Feng expected that his heart must be extremely uncalm at this moment.

So Ye Feng didn't say anything, but turned around and escorted Miss Cheng and Xiao Sanji back to their tent.

Little Sanji fell asleep as soon as he got into bed.

Maybe his body is just a child after all, and after a long day of hard work, coupled with this thrilling scene at night, it is normal to feel tired.

But after just seeing the bloody and cruel scene outside, where could he fall asleep so quickly? Perhaps, he was just pretending to be asleep for fun.

His interest is naturally for the two people sitting in the tent now, a man and a woman, Ye Feng and Cheng Nianzhen.

At this moment, Ye Feng was sitting next to Cheng Nianzhen, and he could clearly feel the slight tremor coming from the Cheng girl who was leaning beside him.

She is a healer, a healer of parents' hearts. Her greatest wish is to be able to fight death with her own hands and save her life one by one.

Now she has witnessed the bloody scene like a picture of hell, so many mutilated corpses, so many human lives, just a few hours ago, these faces, these lives still appeared around her, but at this moment, they all disappeared suddenly, becoming corpses on the ground, blood and water, and flesh!

Her whole body trembled, and she felt as if her stomach was being clutched by a hand, churning for a while.

In the past, even when she examined the dead body, she had never felt like this, but now, what she saw with her own eyes was not a corpse, but so many people, so many lives, lost in an instant, without dignity and meaninglessness.

She felt in her heart the insignificance of life and her own powerlessness.

Ye Feng held Miss Cheng's hand tightly and let her lean on his shoulder, feeling her tremble gently, he understood what she felt in her heart.

Because he feels the same way.

The last time I had such a feeling, it was when I was in Lanzhou City, and I saw more than 100 refugees under the city being mercilessly slaughtered in front of Song Hu's army.

Previously, he had served as a member of the Jinyi Guard, although it was a military position, but in fact, he was in charge of arresting and investigating cases

I have never been on the battlefield, and I have never seen the bloody and ruthless battlefield.

Under the city of Lanzhou, when he saw so many lives being ruthlessly slaughtered like lambs, his heart was deeply shocked.

It is said that human life is a matter of heaven, and he knew for the first time that life can become so cheap, so small, and so worthless.

Now, he believes that Miss Cheng is also shocked.

If life can become so worthless, then what is the meaning of all the friendship, love, morality and justice that they have worked so hard to pursue, defend, and hope?

Ye Feng clenched Cheng Nianzhen's hand and did not speak, he believed that Miss Cheng could feel his comfort without saying much, sometimes the power of action was much greater than beautiful words.

Cheng Nianzhen's trembling all over his body gradually calmed down.

This is not because her heart has calmed down, but because she is trying to control her emotions, and she doesn't want Ye Feng around her to worry about her.

In order to show that she had recovered, and in order to divert her mind from thinking about the bloody and terrifying scene just now, she opened her mouth first: "There is one more thing I must tell you about the death of the camel. ”

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, about the death of the camel? Could it be that Miss Cheng made any discoveries?

He looked at Cheng Nianzhen and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

Cheng Nianzhen approached Ye Feng's ear, lowered his voice and said, "Do you remember the clenched fists of the camel when it died?"

Ye Feng nodded, his unwilling look, Ye Feng still remembered it vividly at the moment.

Miss Cheng continued: "When I was examining the body, I broke his palm, and I found that he had cut his palm with his fingernails and secretly wrote a word. I was worried that the word would be related to the murderer, so I didn't say it. ”

Ye Feng's heart tightened violently, this could be the clue of the murderer that the camel left for them before he died!

He hurriedly asked, "What is it?"

Miss Cheng said: "Because it is written with fingernails curled up in the palm of her hand, the strokes are a little deformed, and it is very difficult to identify, and I can't see what the words are for a while." So I've been thinking about the strokes of this word for the past few days, and it finally made me think about it. ”

She took a deep breath and said, "That's a 'son' word!"

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, the word "Zi"? What does this "Zi" mean, the name and identity?

Ye Feng pondered silently for a long time, no one had a sub-word in his name, and he was at a loss for a while.

Miss Cheng looked at him with his eyebrows tightly locked and meditating, and said softly: "Forget it, since you can't think of it at this time, you don't need to be in a hurry." Now the most important thing is to get back to rest as soon as possible, there is not much time left before departure. ”

Ye Feng saw that Miss Cheng seemed to have recovered her mood now, and she also felt a little relieved, and nodded obediently "um".

walked out of Miss Cheng's tent, and next to it was the tent where Old Man Fu lived alone.

Just as Ye Feng walked past his tent, an extremely low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "When the time comes, they will all die!

This voice came from Old Man Fu's tent, but this was definitely not Old Man Fu's voice!

Ye Feng was startled, jumped over with an arrow, and lifted the curtain of the tent.

There was no one else in the tent.

Only Old Man Fu was lying on the simple bed alone, and he was snoring slightly while sleeping. His breath was long and even, and it was clear that he was not pretending to be asleep.

Besides, from the time I heard the sound just now to the time I lifted the curtain, it was almost a blink of an eye, and it was impossible for anyone to slip out of the tent in such a short time.

Ye Feng put down the curtain full of doubts, could it be that he was in a trance just now and heard it wrong?

But why did he hear every word of this sentence so truly?

That low, hoarse voice sounded unfamiliar, and it probably hadn't been heard before, and certainly couldn't have been someone from his own team.

Ye Feng shook his head and walked back to his tent full of suspicion.