There were still some riders behind the team, and they were the tails left by those enemies.

Lan Li had ordered a senior rally member to rush forward and ask for assistance. At the same time, he had completely adjusted his route and prepared to transfer his destination to head towards the place nearest to them, Shitang Town, which was a sacred temple there, which was also a gathering place for the sons of the nearby soldiers.

But he can't guarantee whether the reinforcements can be brought to the specific situation. It is also unknown whether the team can truly reach that safe place-

Although there are two prisoners in their hands, who can guarantee whether these two prisoners are always reliable?

If the lord family behind them were afraid that these two people would give them a gift and send troops to kill people to silence them to eliminate future troubles, wouldn’t the team be equally unsafe?

This may not be non-existent. The nobles of Westeros have always considered family interests as the primary goal. Although the church has dispersed strength and is currently in opposition to the Targaryen dynasty, it is also a behemoth. Risky appearance will only be a devastating blow.

So although the team suffered a lot of slander, he still asked to speed up the marching without stopping.

The fertile fields on both sides seemed endless, and the roads under their feet became muddy with a rainfall. On the road, they could occasionally encounter some scattered travelers, and farmers also sought protection. However, although the members of the assembly criticized this, Renli refused to perform such a job again - because he was afraid that there would be traitors in it.

On the third day after the bearded man's death, the team passed by a village. A member of the rally claimed that he often came to this village and was trustworthy, so they stayed here for a little trimming.

The local villagers were very welcome to the arrival of this group and actively provided accommodation and food, so the team stayed here for a night.

Originally, Lan Li was about to get up early the next morning and go on the road again, but perhaps she had received stable cultivation. Several seriously injured people who had been unconscious suddenly woke up, including the old knight.

...

It was early in the morning when the Knight Lelin woke up. Lanli, who couldn't sleep, was originally on a whistle tower in front of the village and looked at the field shrouded in the distance under the dawn. After receiving the notice, he hurried over.

Seeing Lan Li pushing the door open, the old knight who woke up in the thatched hut took a breath and waved his hand to signal a member of the assembly who was feeding him porridge to retreat.

"I heard about you." He said weakly when there were only two people left in the house: "I originally thought you wanted to run away."

If it weren't for those two people, I would have really run away. Lan Lixin said, but what she blurted out was another passage.

"How is the jazz body?"

"It feels pretty good." The old man leaning against the mud wall twitched his lips and said, "But even if he dies like this, I feel comforted to see my brother's descendants before he dies."

This made Lan Li look stunned. The other party had already closed his eyes weakly at this time, so he didn't say anything, looked at the old knight for a few glances and turned around and left.

After the sun rose, the team continued to go on the road, but it lost again.

Several members who were not originally a poor gathering chose to stay. Some seriously injured people in the team were also arranged by Lan Li to stay here for cultivation, preparing to come back to pick them up after finding reinforcements.

Originally he planned to keep the Leling Knight here, but the other party struggled to follow the team on the road. He claimed that the responsibility of the Son of the Warrior was to lead the members of the assembly forward, and there was no reason to abandon their own leave.

The old man was very stubborn and persistent about it. Lan Li felt that he actually had another purpose.

The next few days were a continuous journey, and there were only less than ten members left, so the team's speed was not slow. The old knight who was particularly concerned by Lan Li was also awakened intermittently during this period, unconsciously and awakened. Every time he woke up, he would ask Lan Li to say a few words.

Lan Li felt that he would not live long.

But one day, the old knight who woke up became extremely energetic, his pale face also became rosy, and he called Lan Li to the front and back of the ox cart. He habitually looked at the big blonde man in front of him, and slowly spoke: "Do you know, I'm a deserter."

Lan Li was stunned when she heard this, but the other party did not finish his words, but said to himself: "I am your grandfather's servant. I participated in the war that made the Hewan royal family die. When your grandfather died, I should have stayed by his side, but the dragon and those three dragons really made me--" When he said this, he paused.

"So I ran away."

The voice of Knight Lelin's speech was much smoother than it was a while ago, and he had no emotions. It sounded like a normal old man was nagging, and he didn't seem to want any response from the audience, Renli.

"I felt ashamed, so I gave up the inheritance rights of my family and chose to join the church to atone for my sins. I spent half my life worshipping the gods in heaven, but in the end I could still dream of the scene of that day. My father and brother fought to the death, and I turned around and ran away. They died and I survived. It was a nightmare."

"This is normal, sir." Lan Li comforted him and said, "Otherwise you will die if you stay there."

The other party did not feel comforted by this, but shook his head instead.

"You said it's normal, but if I'm given a chance to choose, I want to die in that war."

Lan Li didn't say anything. He felt that the other party was full of memories of the past at this time, and could clearly find the dusk air hidden under the old man's rosy cheeks, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Seeing this, the old knight smiled, stared at him with turbid eyes for a while, and said with a sad voice: "I wanted to teach you with my own hands that you are a talented person, learn quickly, and the most important thing is to know how to use your brain, but I didn't expect my death to come so soon. I have been looking forward to this day, but that shouldn't be now, and it shouldn't be when I just met my brother's descendants. This must be the punishment of the gods in heaven..."

When talking about his descendants, he spoke very confidently, as if he had confirmed that Lan Li was their bloodline. Lan Li couldn't imagine where his determination came from, and all kinds of clues? Or did he force himself to believe that this is the truth?

He didn't understand, and the old man obviously no longer obsessed with this. After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and patted the guardrail behind him, so the ox cart stopped properly. Then he saw the old knight standing up on the side rail of the ox cart with his hands on the side rail, and he got off the ground with Renli's support.

He gasped in place for a few breaths. He forced himself to look up at the gloomy sky above his head, and then faced Ren Li standing in front of him and said, "I can't teach you anything, lemon, but you have to remember one thing: a knight is not something you can ride a horse with a gun or a piece of armor, that's not a knight. No matter how sharp the gun in your hand, how strong the horse is, and how superb the sword skills are, it's not a knight. The most important thing for a knight is spirit and belief. Without this belief, you can't be called a knight, or even still alive."
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