free?
What a luxurious word.
Talat raised his head and stared at Mr. Fourth's mask through the ray of light. He thought that it would be difficult for him to gain true freedom.
"You don't have to doubt that this is real freedom. In the oasis territory, no one can take it away."
Zhou Jinru stood up, nodded slightly, and continued: "But tonight's matter is far from over. Talat Pasha, please go back and rest. I still have things to deal with."
"where are you going?"
"Go deal with the real trouble."
The young pasha watched Mr. Fourth's figure disappear into the darkness. He took a few steps forward but saw nothing.
…
How could the Changsheng Army be driven away so easily? Talaat was not embarrassed because he was a prince. The other party's eyes had always been on Zhou Jinru, which was both fear and threat.
There are many ordinary people living in the oasis territory. Regardless of their status and background, they should not be involved in this dispute.
When Zhou Jinru left alone, he was always surrounded by wind and sand.
He kept walking and headed straight for the wilderness outside the city. Directly in front of him was a melee between several horse bandits.
Soon, the Immortal Army came back and stood in front of him.
"They all call you Mr. Four."
"Indeed, anyone can call me that."
A cold voice came from under the mask of the Immortal Army: "But you are meddling in the family affairs of the Sargon royal family."
Hearing this accusation, Zhou Jinru said angrily and funny: "It is now 996. Gaul and Victoria have entered a new, more civilized and advanced social structure. You are still engaged in a feudal system. You don't want father, father and son to be together now." That one."
The Changsheng Army actually didn't understand what Mr. Fourth was saying, but he could tell by the tone of his voice that it was quite contemptuous and mocking.
"There will be a price to pay for interfering in the royal family's household affairs."
The wind speed suddenly increased, cutting into his face like a knife. Zhou Jinru felt bursts of discomfort even though he was wearing a mask.
Sure enough, Sargon Wilderness is the home ground of the Immortal Army.
He sighed in his heart. The defender energy he had finally accumulated was about to be used up. There seemed to be a disharmonious smell on the Eternal Life Army.
The man wrapped in Sargon's traditional clothing stood still, letting the wind and sand surround him. The dense sand grains kept attacking his body, but no matter how fine the sand was, it could not really get close to him.
The Immortal Army hiding in the dark looked at this scene in surprise. The shield value of ordinary people could not withstand such a dense attack, but it was ineffective against the person in front of them.
"I'm quite curious about what you are, or what you exist to fight against."
A ray of golden light suddenly appeared, like the first ray of golden sun tearing through the curtain in the deep darkness. To ordinary people, this light was only slightly bright, not dazzling, and not lethal.
But when it fell on the Immortal Army, it was like an unavoidable sharp sword. The armor on his body was no different from a thin piece of white paper, and it was pierced instantly.
Plop.
The Immortal Army fell to the ground from the wind and sand, and was injured after just one encounter. Knowing that he couldn't do anything, he stretched out his hand to roll up the sand on the ground to block the golden light from the front, then turned around and ran away, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Jinru stood there the whole time, neither chasing nor making any taunting moves.
In fact, his defender energy is extremely limited and can only go so far. In other words, he is the papery one. As long as the Immortal Army is not scared away, he can break his disguise with just a poke. .
But the other party ran away directly.
Zhou Jinru was not happy at all. He looked at the direction where the Eternal Life Army was fleeing with a faint look in his eyes.
As we all know, the defender's power is ineffective against ordinary people, but it has a fatal blow to twisted creatures. It can be called a natural enemy.
The Eternal Life Army fled in the face of the wind, indicating that the situation was developing in a direction he did not want to see, and that there was a problem with the royal family of Sargon.
There is more than one Immortal Army left here. Except for the one who was scared away, there are more who are cleaning up the horse bandits in front. I hope that my sudden appearance will not attract a few.
…
Hoover lay on his horse and panted violently. His battle had begun, and more and more horse bandits gathered around him. Except for the group of people who followed the second brother, the rest were all top combatants.
But the enemy on the opposite side is not easy to mess with. Franklin and Mullen have almost all their elite troops, so they must keep him here.
Maybe it was because of the grudges he had made in the past, or maybe it was because he was trying to label Talat, but it didn't matter now. All he could do was fight, and fight until the last moment.
"Boss, the weather conditions are very bad, there may be a sandstorm."
Even in the dark of night, experienced horse bandits can identify their own situation.
Hoover took two breaths, his palms were so slippery that he could hardly hold the weapon.
He killed many people, and blood flowed from the weapon to his hands, but the enemies seemed to be endless and kept pressing over him.
"Find a way to break out of the encirclement. We can't waste time with them here. Brothers run in three directions. When I'm not around, the second boss can make the decision."
Hoover was breathing and talking, and his words caused quite a stir.
Why is the leader so pessimistic?
A strong gust of wind and sand blew, and the horse bandit was caught off guard and fell off his horse and never got up again.
what happens?
Logically speaking, the sky was relatively clean in the first half of the night, and there was no way there would be a sandstorm. The horse bandits who have survived until now are all experienced, old fools, and have been in the Sargon wilderness for a long time. It makes no sense that even the most familiar ones The environment is unclear.
"No need to guess, they are here."
Hoover spat out a mouthful of sandy saliva. At some point, even a trace of fear appeared in his heart, and the horse that sat down was even more uneasy.
The quick-thinking horse bandit immediately realized something and turned pale, because the only thing that could cause abnormal weather conditions in Sargon was the Immortal Army.
Hoover slowly straightened up on horseback, looked at his brother who had traveled with him all over the world for many years, changed his arrogant temper, clasped his hands in fists, and saluted:
"Brothers, I am a barbarian. I usually yell at you and offend you a lot. Today I will make amends to you."
The horse bandits were silent, and the swaying firelight shone on everyone's face. A few seconds later, someone shouted: "I call you boss, I have never cared about this, but today my mother-in-law and mother-in-law act like a woman!" "
"So what if the Immortal Army comes, it's nothing more than death. We horse bandits are used to licking blood from our swords, so are we still afraid of death?!"
"Boss, just say what you want to say. If you keep doing this, don't let the brothers disown you!"
Facing the restlessness of the horse bandits, Hoover's face was pale, but his eyes were bright.
He said loudly: "Brothers, I only have one thing to ask for!"
Everyone fell silent, and countless pairs of eyes looked at him.
Hoover said seriously: "I have five mining teams and three mines, two large and one small. You can divide them. I have no complaints, but if you have nothing to worry about, please lend me your life."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the crowd shouted: "I saw the second master leaving with some brothers and going to the oasis territory. Could it be the boss's intention?"
Hoover nodded: "That's what I mean. The second master will protect all brothers' children, and he will take the initiative to seek refuge with Talat Pasha."
"No problem."
The leader of the horse bandits nodded: "I will never force it. I only have one life. If you die, it will be gone. Brothers who don't want to go can leave on their own. Break out in small groups to find the second master or find your own way out. It's better than losing it." The life is strong."
"Hey! You don't treat us as human beings!"
"Boss, just tell me what you want to do, and my brothers will follow you!"
Hoover took a deep breath and said: "The target of the Immortal Army is us, because we killed the royal chief near the Baisha settlement, but now it is dark, they have no time to distinguish who is who, we attack the Gauls and Maren, Kill the enemy as much as possible. Although you will die, the enemy will also suffer heavy losses. The more people die, the safer the Second Master will be."
The horse bandits were in high spirits, probably stimulated by the Immortal Army. Everyone raised their weapons and howled without fear.
Hoover's eyes were slightly hot and he whispered: "Thank you."
He turned his head and looked at the enemies who were getting closer and closer. He took off a horn from the saddle. The low and powerful sound of the horn echoed in the air. The angry horse bandits urged their mounts to rush towards the enemy with Hoover as an arrow. !
The horses' hooves trampled, the earth trembled, and for a moment, blood splashed onto the sand.
Hoover tried his best to slash open the enemy in front of him, but the horse's head hit a person's body. The other person fell to the ground with a stunned expression, and had no time to struggle. More horse hooves trampled over him, and his flesh and blood was trampled into pulp.
"Go! Go! Go!"
He shouted from his mouth and charged desperately, his terrifying momentum frightening the enemies.
Even so, the horse bandits following him fell off their horses one after another and gradually withered away.
Life is cheap here, the blade can easily cut through flesh and blood, corpses are piled up one after another, and people fall off their horses every second.
Hoover's ribs were stabbed by someone unknown, and the wound was burning and painful. He was gasping for air, and his face was covered in blood.
Suddenly, a piece of sand hit the body, and the entire life was ruthlessly harvested. People and horses fell instantly.
Whether this life is worth it, Hoover doesn't know. Not long ago, he was still thinking of making another fortune, so he went to Victoria to change his identity. He just changed from a humble horse boy to the horse bandit leader he is today. He couldn't let it go, and he couldn't let it go. .
It is precisely this greed that has caused today's situation.
The brothers who were supposed to live a good life with him died in a humble manner in the wilderness. No one would collect the corpses from the horse bandits. They would be eaten by jackals, pecked by vultures, and finally turned into a pile of messy bones.
call.
Darkness slowly engulfed his consciousness.
…
"Is he dead?"
"Not yet. Are you sure you really want to save him?"
"Not sure, but I don't have a better candidate. The three major horse bandits merged into each other, causing heavy casualties. Victoria has made a lot of money now."
Came the man's deep voice.
There was a woman talking next to her.
who are they?
Who am I?
I am... Hoover Benjamin, I am still conscious, and I am still alive? !
…
"Conscious."
As soon as Zhou Jinru turned around, Kelxi reminded him.
He had already discovered Hoover's emotional fluctuations, and it was only a matter of time before he regained consciousness.
"When I arrived, the Immortal Army was all gone. It was not easy to find a living person."
"Thank you for your hard work, but there is no prize. If you don't mind, what do you think of me?"
"Can you be more serious?"
Zhou Jinru cleared his throat: "I'm very serious."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wounded man lying on the bed let out a cry of pain. The pain almost made Hoover faint again.
Zhou Jinru knew that he was conscious and said calmly: "Are you surprised that I will save you?"
This voice is Mr. Four next to Talaat. Haha, he is the one who destroyed everything here!
"I know what you are thinking. Many of your brothers died, and none of them survived. You were the only one who was lucky to survive. Unfortunately, you fell into my hands.
Do you want to ask why this happened to you and why I targeted you? It’s actually very simple. I don’t like you horse bandits, whether it’s you, Franklin, Mullen, or even that Jay Sen, I don’t like any of you. You traffic people, plunder tribes, and trick ignorant people into working in dangerous mines.
But I have a habit. Since you have survived and are lucky, I am willing to give you a chance to make a new choice. You can gather your brothers who left early, continue to be a horse bandit, and then... one day be killed. Kill the other horse bandits. Anyway, this is a circle. No matter how you go, there will always be a destined ending. "
Zhou Jinru's tone was cold, and it didn't sound like he was discussing.
Hoover heard what he heard so clearly. Before he had time to marvel that he would survive, even greater pain was buried. That was why he was alive. He should have died in that battle and died with his brothers. It's a normal ending.
"Oh, is this your verdict?"
There was a gurgling sound in his throat. Just saying these words made him use up all his strength and his consciousness became drowsy.
"You won't die here, at least I won't let you die like this."
Hoover lost consciousness.
He had a dream in which he retired, used the accumulated wealth to buy a title in Victoria, walked with his wife under the sunset every day, and had two lovely children. Everything was so beautiful.
Then this beauty was shattered.
The pain brought his consciousness back to reality, and he returned to the painful real world again.
"It seems you didn't really die."
It's Mr. Fourth's voice again.
Like a devil, eating away at his heart.
"What do you want to do?"
Hoover asked softly.
He couldn't see yet, and every time his eyelids twitched, there was tearing pain.
A woman said coldly: "If you move around again, the wound will tear and you will need stitches. There is no anesthetic for you here. Just bear with it."
devil!
Both of them are devils!
Hoover roared in his heart and fell unconscious again.
