When Yan Xing heard Ma Lin's words, his body moved for a moment and said worriedly:

"Yes, I don't know if my brother is safe and has returned to Liangzhou?"

Gan Ling shook his head. At that time, he was following Yan Xing closely and almost able to break out of the siege with Yan Xing. So he knew very well that Yan Xing was escaping south at that time, and it was completely different from Liangzhou, the destination in the northwest. But it was useless to worry about these things now. It would be better to worry about the people trapped in the captive camp first.

He withdrew his hand and said lightly:

"Shaojun Ji people have their own heavenly appearance. Even thousands of troops have come here. What else can stop him? He will definitely turn bad luck into good fortune and return to Liangzhou!"

Gan Ling's words seemed to be comforting Ma Lin, Yan Xing and the others, and in fact they were also cheering himself up. Ma Lin and Yan Xing nodded when they heard this. They were very confident in Yan Xing's force and luck. Just like when they were in Jincheng before, it was not a big problem that came to Yan Xing, and they could always find a solution.

Ma Lin patted his weak thighs and looked at the north and sighed:

"Shao Jun once said that he would charge in battle. He held a long spear and rode the horse in front, and we held a bow and arrow behind. Who can stop the world? Unfortunately, my old horse will never be able to follow Shao Jun to go through the dangers again. He will be on the battlefield. His good martial arts will be ruined in this broken place!"

Others who defeated the battles one after another also felt like Ma Lin's end of heroism. After hearing Ma Lin's words, he would never be able to charge with Yan Xing to the battlefield and enjoy the battle, Yan Xing also sighed deeply and looked at the distant north and silently.

"Don't say these despicable words. You and I are all men from Liangzhou who are fighting each other. How can you die cowardly in this place!"

Seeing that the atmosphere became depressed and depressed, Gan Ling was worried that everyone would wipe out the remaining little bit of the spirit, so he quickly scolded Ma Lin. Ma Lin glanced at him and finally didn't speak.

In the past few days, there has been no Yan Xing by their side. Gan Ling alone carried the biggest burden and led everyone to survive in this chaotic prisoner camp. Therefore, he had already vaguely suppressed his recklessness in doing things and established his prestige among the crowd.

"Oh, when the Dong army comes to pick people again, we will go out to show our skills and attract some small soldiers in the army. Although it is a bit humiliating to surrender to the Han army, we can at least get out of this ghost place."

After Gan Ling finished speaking, Yan Xing hesitated for a moment, and still expressed the thoughts in his mind that he had been considering for the past few days.

Gan Ling had a gloomy face and pondered and didn't say anything. Ma Lin had glared at him after hearing this, but when his eyes fell on Yan Xing's injury, he finally resisted not speaking.

After all, Yan Xing was thinking about them. These days, Dong Jun's military officers have always come to the prison camp to select strong prisoners to take them as their commanders. In order to escape from this ghost place, many coalition prisoners have sharpened their heads and wanted to enter the eyes of these past enemies, turned against each other for a few places, fought each other and fought to the death.

If it were just a few days before, Gan Ling and Ma Lin would definitely reject Yan Xing's suggestion. In their opinion, he had fought desperately with these Han soldiers before, and everyone had more or less blood from the other party's comrades. Now he was forced to surrender. Even if he could save face, how could those Han soldiers who had a blood feud with him watch themselves behaved as colleagues with them.

The Han army used food and the selection of surrendered soldiers to weaken and disagree with the coalition prisoners, just to let them fall apart by themselves first, and then swallow them one by one. The prisoners who were taken to the command of the General Dong Jun must have been consumed like dead soldiers. After all, it is common for these Han army to treat prisoners harshly. If it were themselves, they would not have let go of the once difficult enemies.

But now, Gan Ling and Ma Lin looked at each other, and they all saw a trace of confusion and helplessness in each other's eyes.

With the current situation, do you have any other way out?

Just as Gan Ling and Ma Lin were hesitating about how to deal with the current predicament, a figure hurriedly ran over outside the shed.

When the three of them saw that it was Xiao Wei. He was the gentleman under Yan Xing. He survived the previous few bloody battles and was also an important member of their small captive team.

"Xiao Wei, what happened, why are you so panicked?"

Gan Ling looked unhappy, but now he didn't have the strength to scold him loudly, so he had to frown and look at Xiao Wei and ask.

Xiao Wei was very excited at this time, and did not pay attention to Gan Ling's expression carefully. He was so excited that he danced and stammered:

"Just now - another group of prisoners came in outside, and our people saw that - one of them seemed - was Shaojun!"

"What?"

Ma Lin jumped up like an excited spring when he heard this. He stabilized his staggering body, reached out to grab Xiao Wei's clothes, and said excitedly:

"You, say it again, what did you say just now?"

"I said our people saw a new captive like Shaojun!"

At this time, Gan Ling also stood up. After hearing Xiao Wei's words, he looked happy, but soon calmed down. He forced himself to calm down and looked at the others and said:

"The situation is not clear. Hei Tan and I will go over to see you and then talk! Well - Xiaoxing, if you have any injuries on your leg, please leave a rest first and take care of it. We will come back and tell you after confirming it. Xiaowei, hurry up, let's go now!"

Xiao Wei responded quickly, and with Gan Ling, who was both happy and shocked, Ma Lin turned around and left. Yan Xing looked at the figures of the three of them leaving in a hurry, looked at the slight starlight in the night sky, and sighed softly:

"I hope my brother is safe and sound!"

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"Shaojun, it's really you!"

When Ma Lin was brought to the new captives, as soon as he approached, he immediately recognized Yan Xing in the crowd. Although Yan Xing had become dressed in a coarse gauze at this moment, his tough face, burly body, and majestic aura would not change with the changes in his clothes.

Yan Xing didn't seem to expect to meet Ma Lin here. He was slightly stunned. Then he saw Ma Lin following Gan Ling, Xiao Wei and others. He was happy and strode over. However, when he got closer and saw his former subordinates now look pale and thin, haggard and weak, Yan Xing felt sad again. These are all confidants who followed him in the east. They are good men who usually drive hard bows and train fierce horses, but now they have become such a down-and-out look.

Yan Xing forced himself to hold back the grief in his heart. There was no doubt that his subordinates must have suffered a lot of hardships and tortures in this prisoner camp these days, but he could not express his emotions in trouble in front of everyone. Yan Xingqiang smiled and patted Ma Lin's shoulder and said:

"Okay, you big boss, you're really a tough guy. Even God can't take you back. Haha, it seems that you'll still have to grab meat in the same pot with you in the future!"
Chapter completed!