"No one with me, just two royal knights. ”

Zheng Fei breathed a sigh of relief, drank the mutton soup full of smell, and swallowed it.

In less than ten minutes the soldiers came running and escorted him out of the fortress to the clearing, where the king sat on a wicker chair and drank wine in the shade of the trees.

Seeing Zheng Fei appear, the king smiled and beckoned, "Wow, come over and have a drink!"

Zheng Fei stood in place, not moving.

"Bring him here!" the king's face changed at once, and no one dared to disobey his orders.

Zheng Fei did not resist the soldiers' twisting, and followed indifferently, stopping a few meters away from the king and confronting each other.

The king shook his goblet, took a sip of the mellow old red wine, raised his eyelids and said, "A few days have passed, have you thought about it?"

"Nope. Zheng Fei said expressionlessly.

"It seems that you don't plan to confess, in fact, if you think about it, telling me the whereabouts of the treasure is only good for you, not bad, why don't you do it?"

"Because it's good for you, I'm not happy. ”

Hearing this, the king's embarrassed face lasted for a few seconds, and he squeezed out a sneer: "Shame on your face! Then you will wait for ten days to be hanged and feed the wild dogs!"

Zheng Fei was stunned, why did the month he said suddenly be reduced to ten days?

"Surprised, aren't you? Do you despair when you hear this sad news? The royal family of England is already on their way, and you will be baptized in two days and prayed by the priest, and then you will be in your cell and wait for death. ”

With that, the king stepped forward, stared triumphantly into his eyes, and said, "Even if you don't tell him where the treasure is, I can find it." ”

Zheng Fei bit his lip and was silent.

The jailbreak plan must be implemented as much as possible!

Before nightfall, the king left the fortress and hurried back to the royal dinner.

Zheng Fei was sent back to his cell, lying on a pile of dry grass and staring at the roof, the big hole that had been broken had been patched and reinforced.

Closing his eyes, the shock of seeing the cliff during the day, coupled with the sudden advance of the execution time, made a mess of his plans, his thoughts were disordered, and before he knew it, he fell asleep.

The next morning, the wind time.

Sitting on the pile of wood, he glanced at the officers and soldiers on the watchtower, frowning and rubbing his fingers, taking a deep breath.

Juanti slipped up with the flask and eagerly approached him and asked, "Hey, have you figured out the situation?" Is it land or a river behind the fortress? ”

"Cliffs. Zheng Fei seemed to be flat, snatched the flask and poured it violently, he needed the stimulation of alcohol now.

"How high is the cliff?" said Juan.

"Don't think about it, at least three hundred meters, the back wall of the fortress is built against the cliff, no one can take you, and if you fall, you will be broken!"

"Oh my God. Juan lost his mind and sat down.

"It's impossible to figure out an authentic prison escape, you can only take one extreme way. ”

"You say!"

"Riots, sacrificing prisoners who have nothing to do with us, paving the way for us to flee with their corpses. ”

"Okay! How do you need my cooperation?"

Zheng Fei thought about it and stepped forward to whisper.

The two officers sat in the shade of a tree and chatted, occasionally catching a glimpse of their small movements.

"The newcomer has been getting very close to Juan recently, so it can't be that he wants to make trouble, right?"

"You're thinking too much about Hall, what can we do with them? Don't forget that both of our grandfathers are glorious royal knights!"

"Hehe, too. ”

The officers smiled and drank from the lo-mei sold at the roadside stalls.

After Zheng Fei finished explaining to Juan, he began to walk back and forth in the clearing, wanting to search to see if there was any trace of the tunnel entrance, which was his backup plan, plan B.

In case of a violent prison escape, if you have to do it, you can only escape through the guò tunnel, even if you will be killed by artillery, it is better to try than to wait for death.

Always keep the plan B, which was taught to him by the scheming commander of the Foreign Legion.

He pretended to be careless, but in fact, his eyes were keenly collecting everything in front of him.

Timber piles, stone piles, grinding discs, kitchens, engineers' huts, wells, etc., wells?!

His eyes lit up, and he walked briskly towards the well, which was very old, and looked down.

The clear well water, reflecting the sky and his face, he couldn't help but comb his hair.

This well is most likely the entrance to the tunnel!

Before he could observe for a while, he heard the officer in the shade of the tree shout, "That newcomer, what are you doing?!"

He turned around and smiled, "I want to drink saliva"

"Don't drink that water! Otherwise, I'll kick you down!"

The officer's angry attitude made Zheng Fei confirm his conjecture, he moved away from the well with interest, and looked up, only to see Juan gesturing with a group of prisoners to say something.

In this prison, Juan had more than two dozen die-hard loyalists, formerly his men, who were arrested together.

Zheng Fei needs this group of people to help him do one thing - pick locks, medieval locks are easy to open, just a nail is needed to teach simply.

But of course, this so-called simple teaching is not easy to achieve, you have to find an opportunity to show them in person, and the best opportunity is when the guards are no longer patrolling at two o'clock in the morning.

Once the group has learned to pick the locks, they can take advantage of two o'clock in the morning on Sunday, when the guards and the soldiers on the watchtower are at their most relaxed, open the cell door and grab the guns of the guards on each floor, and then quickly release all the prisoners to give the soldiers who are lazy waiting for Sunday a head-on blow!

As for success or failure, it is up to God to decide!

In the evening, the prisoners, who were about to return to the prison after eating bread, turned their heads in the same direction in unison.

There, a carriage drove into the prison.

In the midst of the officers and soldiers, the carriage stopped, and a tall man jumped out of the carriage with shiny boots and a crown of aristocratic style.

It was the officer who led the team to arrest Zheng Fei that day, Viscount Derrank.

Frank waved at the soldiers, shook his robes, took the pipe from his subordinates, and put it in his mouth.

The warden leaned over with a sneer, took out a match to help him light a cigarette, and said, "Venerable Mr. Derrank, why are you here?"

"You think I want to come? I don't want to have a tryst with the girls? I didn't let the king's old magnate let me come!"

"And what are you doing here?"

Frank smiled and slapped his hands twice.

The applause fell, a neat tapping sounded, and a few seconds later, a well-armed army entered the prison and stood still.

[Friends have birthdays, please have a big dinner in the evening, say that there are surprisingly many long-legged beauties on the side of the road tonight, and I have been looking at it on the way back, and I started writing close to 10 o'clock ~ I owe a more yesterday and owe a more today, and I will make up for three more tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, no matter what I have pushed, make up for it! Thank you for your support!]