Insufficient balance

  When the last ray of sunlight shot down from the mountain ridge, the plain behind the mountain had already gradually sunk into darkness.

  The rest of the people were getting anxious one by one, and they didn't know where to go. Anyway, staying in the wilderness at this time of night was absolutely not a good thing.

  At this time, Zhao Fubo was still guarding the lifeless body of Xiao Hei Tan, and Shu Yiner and Xiao Johan were naturally by his side, ignoring the inquiries of others.

  As for Muk who didn't speak, he naturally wouldn't care about these things. He just brought two archers and went out to hunt some game to supplement the grain they had lost.

  "No, we won't go to Jifeng Village, let's rest here for a while!"

  Martin looked at Zhao Fu-Bo sitting in front of Xiao Hei's body, as a former middle school teacher, he understood the sadness in Zhao Fu-Bo's heart.

  But his orders may not necessarily be endorsed by others.

  His decision made everyone else's eyes widen, and even one of the longbowmen spoke with a different tone.

  "My God, Martin, are you serious? We're staying here... now... now we're no better than..."

  The archer with a long bow spoke, and some strange light flickered in his brown eyes.

  "You're not going to..."

  His decisive gaze got another archer's approval. Their eyes turned to Martin, apparently seeking his consent.

  If so, with Martin and Little John added, the four of them might be able to achieve their goal of escape.

  Martin sighed inwardly and secretly scolded himself.

  "It's no wonder they would think this way, perhaps this is the best chance to gain freedom. But..."

  "Hey, Mukk, watch out...!"

  Martin called out in Chinese towards Mukh who had just lit the fire. As he spoke, his hand quietly reached for the bow and arrow beside him.

  Muker looked at Martin with a nonchalant glance, patted his hand as if brushing off dust. Then he slowly stood up, putting on an air of indifference towards Martin.

  As he turned around to get his long knife, the action suddenly accelerated. "Clang" sound, after getting the long knife in hand, he rushed to the front of the two archers in a few steps.

  "Martin, you bastard!"

  Muk's reaction has already made two longbowmen realize they have been sold out by Martin and they start shouting loudly.

  Unfortunately, Muk and his men arrived in front of them before they could pick up their longbows, so they had to draw out their daggers to defend themselves.

  At this point another Mamluk approached, sword in hand, which caused the two longbowmen some disappointment. At such close range, the longbowmen were unable to withstand the Mamluks.

  As they thought, Martin and Little John were Crusaders like themselves, and would naturally act with them. Unfortunately, the actions of Martin and Little John by the bonfire made them even more desperate.

  Little John, who had been following Zhao Fubo all along, also had an arrow on his bow at this time. Although he hadn't shot yet, it was clear that she had already shown her attitude.

  Just as the best time was missed, two longbowmen cast a fierce glance at Martin, and it seemed that they would not let him go even if they died.

  Martin put an arrow on the bow in his hand and aimed at two archers, smiling calmly at the two longbowmen.

  "He's my disciple, and just now he risked his life to save me. No matter what, I won't abandon him!"

  Shu Yuner saw everything that happened with her own eyes, secretly hating these slaves who wanted to rebel. She elbowed Zhao Fubo, who was staring blankly at the body of Xiao Hei Tuan.

  "Second Brother, I'm afraid those two are going to rebel! You can't just abandon this whole family and not care about them!"

  When it comes to a big family, she doesn't feel embarrassed at all in her haste. If it were in normal times, however, she would never be able to say such words no matter what, being the reserved person that she is.

  "Everyone stop!"

  Zhao Fubo, who had been silent all along, slowly stood up and suddenly let out a loud shout.

  Like a lone wolf on the vast plain, the voice echoed far away in this already completely sunless, dark and slightly chilly expanse.

  His face was filled with a bloodthirsty desire that made one's heart tremble, like cold ice.

  "It's all over, this guy is going to get us both killed!"

  The desperate longbowmen tensed up, the Arabs were always extremely cruel to rebellious slaves. Moreover, in order to maintain their system, there were slave catchers everywhere in the entire Arab Empire to hunt down escaped slaves.

  Even if they were taught how to escape now, they would probably have to spend their days in mortal fear before crossing the entire territory of the Arab Empire.

  They faced two Mamluks with long knives in hand and three bows with feathered arrows, the situation was extremely bad.

  As life drew near, their hearts cooled down. Just like being absorbed by the desert that lost the sun, sucking away all the body heat, the whole body began to tremble before death.

  Zhao Fubo walked a few steps forward and stood before them. Although his expression was bloodthirsty, his words indicated that he did not want to take action against his own people.

  "I'm going for revenge, those who want to follow me come with me, and when we return, I'll give you all your freedom!"

  " Erlang...!"

  Shu Yu'er couldn't help but call out, and upon hearing that these slaves were being given their freedom, she felt that Zhao Fu was being foolish again.

  She didn't want Zhao Fubo to come back in the future with only crippled Martin and Little John, and then have others say that Shu Yu'er couldn't afford things.

  At this moment, Zhao Fu lost his little black coal and became like another person. He jumped onto a horse and was about to leave.

  "There's a saying that a forced melon is not sweet! Yuer gets on the horse, Mu Ke helps Teacher Ma Ding get on the horse, and we'll all go now!"

  Suddenly, Shu Yuner seemed to see again the Zhao Fubo who made people involuntarily obey him.

  She liked his appearance so much that Shu Yu'er was overjoyed and couldn't care about anything else. Her small eyes only hoped that he would stay in this state for a moment longer, every extra moment was precious.

  Mukk did not bother with the two longbowmen who wanted to flee, but turned around and walked towards Martyn, where another Mamluk helped him onto his horse.

  Little John looked at the two longbowmen, who seemed as if they wanted to speak but didn't, and in the end not a word was said.

  Slow!

  Just as they were about to disappear in the dust, an archer blocked Zhao Fubo's horse and said a sentence in not very fluent Arabic.

  "If you went, would you really give us freedom?"

  "You'll know when you get back!"

  Zao Fu-Bo sat steadily on the horseback with a large gun, at this moment the last ray of sunlight passing through the mountain ridge fell on his face. This made it possible for the longbowmen to see clearly that there was no cunning look on his face.

  "Alright!"

  The archer gritted his teeth and jumped onto a horse with a resigned air.

  "My name is Jack, I came as a scout. If I die, I hope to die as a free warrior!"

  Martin translated the sentence into English and told it to Zhao Fubo. As if he had seen through life and death, Zhao Fubo gave a final glance at Xiao Hei Tan's body and said in a low voice.

  "What's the point of dying? We should all live well!"

  At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun had already plunged the mountain path into complete darkness. Zhao Fubo's small team had not walked for long when they were stopped by the returning scout Jack.

  "A cavalry unit is approaching from the front, and there are also several large carts!"

  "It's probably Big Brother's people; if so, we'll have a few more helpers!"

  Shu Yiner didn't have a good impression of Zhao Xu Ke, just as she was about to stop Zhao Fu Bo, she heard Martin call out from behind Mu Ke.

  "Let them pass, don't let them find us!"

  Just as Zhao Fubo was about to object, he heard Shu Yiner whisper a sentence next to him.

  "Er Lang, listen to Teacher Martin, let's hide!"

  On both sides of the big road repaired by Zhao's family, some thick and sturdy poplar trees are planted. If at this dusk moment, there were nomads playing the huqin by the bonfire, it would also have a bit of desert flavor.

  It was just Martin and Shuyin's warning, but now it is surging in Zhao Fubo's heart.

  "Why did they have to go and...?"

  His idea had just fallen when suddenly a burst of horseshoes sounded.

  The white "Gandala" and the white horse, on the desert at night, even without the moon, it's as bright as lightning.

  "Hey, have we caught up with that little devil yet? Hmph, what bravery! Just a few small thieves, and he's been able to run so far!"

  Zhao Xu thought of the Mamluk he had just encountered, and in his heart there was a kind of eager-to-try feeling. He knew that those victories on the battlefield were actually due to luck. But if Zhao Fu could do it, he believed he could too.

  Zhao Xu, who was in a hurry to catch up with Zhao Fu Bo, as well as the people and horses following him, did not notice Zhao Fu Bo and his men hiding in the poplar forest.

  They shouted loudly and chased after him all the way down the main road.

  "What? Could it be Big Brother? Could all the robbers we've encountered been arranged by him? And what about my little Black Coal..."

  Zhao Fubo, hidden in the poplar forest, didn't dare to think about it anymore. Even if his big brother and uncle Zhao Wujie were mean to him again, he wouldn't dare to think about this matter.

  The facts before his eyes told him that some kind of conspiracy had already shrouded him.

  "I'm going to kill them..."

  Because of Xiao Hei Tan's death, his heart was simmering in the fire of hatred, hating that he couldn't kill the group of people in front of him right now, thinking about the big gun in his hand.

  No one taught him, apart from practicing martial arts and reciting books, Zhao Fubo didn't understand any strategies. It's just that whenever he thought of Xiao Heitan, he would grit his teeth and shake the large spear in his hand, as if he was going to die at the hands of these people.

  "What are you going to do? Don't move! The bandit isn't in the crown prince's team, what are you doing by going out like this?"

  Shu Yuner leaned over from her horse and tightly hugged Zhao Fubo with her arm, this was not the time for him to be dizzy.

  For Shu Yu'er's restraint, Zhao Fu didn't struggle. Shu Yu'er's words afterwards made him admire her even more.

  "It's a common saying that you can't catch a thief without solid evidence. This matter can't be told to anyone!"

  After Zhao Xu's cavalry passed by, Zhao Fu and others emerged from the Hu Yang tree. Jack didn't need to be told, he immediately rode his horse forward to act as a scout.

  A lone figure set out on a path of revenge as the vast night drew near.