Lord of the Desert

Chapter 322 Hope
The young man did not waste time chasing, but returned to the door of the sheepfold.

"Everyone, get ready to go."

He gives orders naturally.

"Arrange the cars outside. Bring all the livestock, carts, and grain with you."

Once the words were spoken, no one followed them.

"Why are we walking? We are in the city."

The scar-faced man who had just climbed up pointed at the city wall behind him.

"Even if you can fight, can you defeat the soldiers of a city in Pang County?"

"If you have the courage to pick up a knife and a gun, let's fight with them. We won't lose even if we kill one of them..."

He said bitterly, ignoring the bleeding on his forehead, and went to peel off the armor from the soldier's corpse.

The young man ignored this guy and only looked at the other people huddled together.

The old people in the circle were expressionless.

Like driftwood that has been floating in the water for a long time, my heart is rotten.

The adults hugged the children and looked away, not daring to be the first to respond.

But the children's eyes were straight, they didn't dare to cry, they could only tremble.

The young man was heartbroken.

"Are you willing to go to Yunlan City?"

he asked softly.

"The kind of labor that even the disabled can do?"

This time many people shook their heads.

It was as if they had finally regained their hearing.

"You can't stay in Pang County any longer."

The young man said in a pronouncement tone.

Then he too was silent.

Apart from Pang County, where else can these people go?

The largest "rebel army" recently is Niutoushan.

"Then how about I send you guys to Niutoushan?"

After saying this, the young man himself laughed.

"Go, why not go if you can?"

The scarred man responded loudly.

The people in the sheepfold finally moved slowly.

They came out one after another and began to move grain bags and prepare vehicles.

Then, noisy footsteps sounded in the distance.

Fifty or sixty heavily armed soldiers came along the narrow street.

"It's that white-faced boy!"

The shouts were hard and clear.

Many civilians immediately abandoned their carts and retreated into the sheepfold.

"Don't be afraid, just wait!"

The young man threw it aside and took the initiative to meet him.

Pang County heard the magnificent sound of fire.

Fire Cloud Palm blasted out.

The five people in the first row were turned into mobile torches.

Then large strands of sand pulled up from the cracks in the bluestones on the street, formed into a tide, and surged forward.

The battle array was torn apart.

The soldiers were washed by dense sand spurs like raindrops.

The shouts immediately became mute.

Only one red flower bloomed on the golden leaves.

Everyone who witnessed all this naturally pronounced the young man's name.

"Hong Fan..."

"It's Chisha Hongfan!"

"He's the top talent on the list!"

These sounds are like keys, finally unlocking the invisible shackles of people in the sheepfold.

They poured out of the wooden door again, quickly calming the animals and harnessing the vehicles.

A convoy of more than a hundred people moved slowly along the path.

The bodies of the dead soldiers lay on the roadside.

Death is common in Huaiyang country, so no one covers the children's eyes.

In front of the east city gate, more than [-] sergeants were stationed on the road.

There are rows of archers on the city.

Below the city are Juma with snarling teeth and claws, and a forest-like array of spears.

Pangxian put on spiked armor.

Hong Fan led the convoy slowly over.

At dusk, the wind was strong across the city, and both the offensive and defensive sides were solemn.

The hand holding the reins tightened unconsciously.

The cattle and horses slowed down and stopped dozens of feet outside the city gate.

The scarred man stood beside Hong Fan, holding a short spear and wearing light armor ripped from a dead man.

But even he, looking at the battle on the opposite side, felt his throat was dry and speechless.

Hong Fan turned around and looked at the hundred people behind him.

Hundreds of people were speechless and just looked back quietly.

"Brother, can you take us out?"

asked a seven or eight year old doll.

Hong Fan looked at him and felt that the words were heavy and difficult to say.

The baby was pulled back into his arms by his father.

"Master, don't worry..." The dark-faced man forced a smile.

"I can work, it's nothing more than serving as a corvee."

Hearing this, Hong Fan seemed to have a flash in his mind.

No matter what promises, oaths, right or wrong, it doesn't matter in an instant.

How can giving hope be considered cheating?

"can."

He held out his fist to the doll and said the best words in the brightest tone.

"The genius of martial arts never lies to others!"

Hong Fan turned around and pressed towards the city gate.

After rejecting the horse, the captain surnamed Lu waved his hand.

Three rounds of shooting at the top of the city.

The Huangsha armor ate them all, and then shook off all the arrows.

A centurion crossed the horse and came up in dense formation.

Speechless.

Hong Fan speeded up silently, whipped his fingers, and broke the three spear heads.

Start kicking sand.

The first two fell down covering their faces.

Lunge cannon boxing.

Penetrating both people and shields.

The scorching sand burst into pieces.

Seven people lost their fighting power.

Against the sniper arrows of the city defense army, Hong Fan killed 27 people step by step, until he was fifteen feet below the city.

There are still 73 people left in the Centurion.

But even if their immediate superiors were watching behind them, they would not dare to do it again.

Because the yellow sand is stained with blood, the identity of the visitor is about to be revealed.

"I didn't expect to meet the most talented person on the list, the Lord of Fate Stars, in a remote and remote area like Pang County."

The captain behind the horse said loudly.

"Lu Zhi of a certain family is the school captain of this county."

"Jin Hai, Hong Fan."

Hong Fan took off his helmet and replied with four words.

"Please borrow it."

When Lu Zhi heard this, he glanced at the civilian convoy in the distance.

"The city of Pang County is low. Young Master Hong can pass by if he thinks about it. There is no way Lu can stop him."

He said.

"Not only do I have to pass, but the next hundred people after me also have to pass."

Hong Fan pointed with his hands.

"They can't make it."

Lu Zhi shook his head.

“You have to live if you can’t live with it.”

Hong Fan condensed his helmet back.

The scene turned cold again.

While the two were talking, another two or three hundred people gathered at the crossing to the left and right of the city gate.

There were even hundreds of people coming from behind the convoy, but they didn't dare to move without orders.

The balance of power is completely out of balance.

"Young man Hong."

Lu Zhi's momentum gradually grew.

"As you can see, Lu currently has [-] elites on hand."

"I have one thing to say, even if you are a genius, you will die if you fall into battle!"

With the blessing of true energy, his voice was very majestic.

Hong Fan made no objection.

"Your Excellency is right."

He scanned the enemy formation with his eyes, identifying weapons and calibrating warriors.

Then, Hong Fan thinned the sand armor, turned around, picked up two four-meter-long iron spears and held them in his hands.

On the Dragon Soul Tree, the only fruit swayed slightly.

Lu Zhi suppressed his smile.

He could tell that the other party was planning to reduce the energy consumption as much as possible.

"One person versus seven hundred is a sure defeat."

Hong Fan stood on the long street and replied calmly.

"If I risk my life here, I can kill up to two hundred people."

He said this, pointing his spear forward.

"Lieutenant Lu, Hong Fan's head is here, please give two hundred lives in exchange for it!"

Its voice is so powerful that it reaches far and wide, lighting up the sunset.

Lu Zhi's momentum was suffocated, and he felt ashamed and angry.

He was about to order a siege, but he saw the eyes of the soldiers around him flickering, all peeking at him.

Especially the infantry at the front. Those in front squeezed those behind, and they all retreated into the formation of resisting horses.

[Morale is not available. 】

Lu Zhi understood immediately.

By consuming your true energy with your life, you can defeat the weak and the strong. Everyone understands this truth.

The question is, who among the 700 people is willing to serve the two hundred in front?
More than twenty corpses were laid out on the streets without even a single wound.

From the perspective of an ordinary soldier, Chisha's combat power is like a vast ocean, bottomless.

(End of this chapter)