Jims wondered, but did so, gathering all the dead grass that lay on the floor of his cell, and shoved it one by one, leaving only a small piece for himself to lie on.

After getting the dead grass, Zheng Fei concentrated on weaving hemp rope, which is a compulsory course for survival in the wild, and in the absence of ropes, he must learn to weave ropes from various plant stems for climbing.

About ten minutes later, less than two meters long, the guard's footsteps approached again, and he hurriedly hid the rope in the haystack and lay down.

The warden saw that his side was full of grass and Jims's side was empty, and he was surprised: "You are a newcomer, and you have the means to make this old fritter obediently give you a soft straw mat." ”

"Of course, he's afraid of being beaten by me, isn't he Jims?"

Jims looked at the guard and nodded.

The guard sneered, shook the iron rod in his hand as he drank, and walked down the aisle.

Zheng Fei sighed and asked, "This damn patrol every ten minutes?"

"Yes, but by two o'clock in the morning there was no one patrolling, and they didn't think there would be a prisoner who would have the energy to make trouble. ”

Between 2 and 4 a.m. is the sleepiest time of the day, and it is at this point that the moon moves behind the fortress and no more moonlight shines in from the window.

In this period when you can't see your fingers and everyone is sleeping, Zheng Fei is going to do something.

Unconsciously, it was getting dark, and the withered grass on Zheng Fei's side was decreasing, and in order to fill the vacancy and not let the guards notice it, Jims asked the prisoner next door for some more, and then the next door next door.

At ten o'clock in the night, while constantly playing hide and seek with the patrol guards, Zheng Fei's hemp rope was braided, more than 20 meters long, coiled up and hidden in the haystack.

"Man, what's next?" asked Jims, wiping his nose and expectantly.

Even yesterday he was still advising Zheng Fei not to try to escape, but today, he somehow had some hope for escaping, perhaps it was Zheng Fei's calm and thoughtful appearance that persuaded him.

And so on. Zheng Fei only replied with such a word, and then closed his eyes.

"Uh, wait?"

"Well, I'll sleep first, and wake me up before you go to bed. ”

"I'm going to sleep now"

"Do you want to leave this prison, Mr. Three Hundred Years?"

"Of course!"

"Then endure and don't sleep, at least endure until twelve o'clock in the morning, I have to rest for two hours, otherwise I won't have the energy to do things!"

"Well, I'll call you at twelve. Jims scratched his head.

I thought I wouldn't be able to get out in this life, and I was so indifferent and silent all day long, but now I have the hope of seeing the light of day, and I inadvertently have a much more cheerful personality.

The bell of twelve, through the silence of the night, comes from afar, from the bell tower in the centre of Lisbon.

Jims, who was already sleepy, woke up Zheng Fei, rubbed his eyes, yawned, and fell asleep.

Zheng Fei stretched sleepily, ate half of the bread left over from the morning, opened his eyes and looked at the roof, and waited patiently.

The patrol guards passed by again and again, each time observing the situation in the cell by the light of the torches, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual in Yiqiē, he yawned and left.

And so it was until two o'clock in the morning.

Zheng Fei pinched his face to drive away the sleepy insects, fumbled to find matches and candles, and lit them flat in the corner.

There were only candles dancing in the darkness, but no one noticed that those guys were probably dreaming of eating crabs.

He lifted a pile of dead grass to reveal an open space of about two square meters, picked up the nail by candlelight, and turned it into a rectangle on the ground, marking the length of two hundred meters.

He's drawing a map.

First the walls, then the fortresses, the watchtowers, the timber piles, the stone piles

With his observations and memories of the day, he drew a picture of the useful objects he could see in an orderly manner according to the proportions of his size, and even the height of the watchtower was marked according to visual measurements.

Such an amazing memory, the talent is on the one hand, but also mainly due to the training he received in the Foreign Legion, unconscious memory.

At about four o'clock in the morning, he was finally done, took a few deep breaths, and twisted his neck.

After that, he didn't fall asleep, but threw himself into the next step.

There are intricate tunnels underground, and according to the medieval fortress building model, there must have been more than two exits to the outside world, which are not dug too far, and are usually under the outside wall.

The problem now is that there are seven or eight watchtowers built in the open space in front of the fortress, and the tallest watchtower is topped by two large-caliber guns, and if they show their heads under the wall on the other side of the clearing, the soldiers on the watchtowers will immediately notice that the alarm bell is ringing, and after a few seconds the shells will continue to fall, and it will be impossible to escape death.

Therefore, they can only escape from the back of the fortress, and even the soldiers on the highest watchtower cannot see the back of the fortress, which is a huge loophole.

No one had ever been to the back of the fort, and no one knew what was going on behind it, maybe it was another vacant lot, maybe it was a farmland, a vineyard, a river?

Whatever it is, there's only one way to go.

Zheng Fei had to find an opportunity to climb on the roof to see the situation, and as for how to climb, he had already thought about it.

It was already dark, it was almost five o'clock, and after tossing all night, he hid everything, covered the map with dry grass, and then gently closed his eyes in the crisp sound of birds, and made up for a short sleep.

At six o'clock, the old man who delivered the food came on time.

"Hey, wake up and have breakfast!" cried the old man, still taking out a piece of bread and a bowl of salted water.

Zheng Fei rubbed the dark circles under his eyes, yawned and walked over, and said, "Can you give me something delicious?"

The old man gave him a blank look and said in a low voice, "There is a piece of meat in the bread, beef." ”

"Thank you. Zheng Fei smiled, and suddenly saw that he was carrying a net bag with more than a dozen apples in it, so he asked, "Can you give me a few apples?"

"It's the freshest apple I bought at the vegetable market when I came from home in the morning!"

"I don't ask for it in vain, I'll exchange things with you. Zheng Fei smiled slyly.

"Thing, do you have anything else to do with this outfit?"

Zheng Fei pursed his lips, turned around and dug in the corner, and took out an earring, which he had secretly brought in that night.

Holding the earrings, he came to the old man and said in a low voice: "Gold earrings, inlaid with precious stones, can be sold for hundreds of silver coins." ”

The old man looked stunned, stretched his neck to look around, and said, "Where did you come from?"

"I brought it in, I'm a navigator, and I recently found a chest of treasure on an island, and the royal family took me in order to encroach on them. ”

[The prison escape plot is so brain-burning, buy me a bottle of nutrition express~]