A month, short or long, what to do or wait until the place to see.

He exhaled that breath and closed his eyes.

Since he had received a ring of great value, the soldier put away his dagger and felt much better, and touched the ring in ecstasy, and from time to time he haggled it.

After about half an hour, the carriage stopped.

Zheng Fei was escorted out of the car and looked at the prison, saying that it was a prison, more like a fortress.

It was a square building, five stories high, made of huge stone blocks that looked incomparably sturdy, and at the very top of it stood a row of soldiers with torches, about twenty of them, immovable and solemn like iron men.

The entire fortress has no exit other than the main gate, except for a few small windows, smaller than the head, to guard against prison escapees.

There were also several large watchtowers on the perimeter of the fortress, on which were several musketeers and spearmen, and even on the largest tower, there were two guns of great caliber.

Suffice it to say, even if Hans had brought Santiago and all of them, he would not have been able to conquer the fortress with medieval muskets, and if there were artillery, he would have been able to fight hard, but how could the Portuguese army allow someone to push a gun carriage through the city?

It seems that he can only rely on himself, Zheng Fei thought, and was escorted by the soldiers on his shoulders and sent to prison.

As he was about to enter, Derrank, who had not spoken, suddenly shouted, "Wait!"

"What, you want to let me go?" Zheng Fei was still in the mood to tease, it was just a small scene, and he had even been in a cage in the sea, let alone this.

Derak sneered and ordered, "Strip him off his clothes and search, and when the king comes, don't let this guy have weapons hidden on him." ”

King Zheng Fei smiled secretly, this may be a good opportunity, stupid medieval officer, do you think Lao Tzu needs weapons to kill people?

The small jewels were hidden in his shoes and were not found.

After confirming that he did not have a single dangerous item on his body, Derak stood in front of him and sneered: "Actually, to be honest, I sympathize with you, and I have become a victim of the royal family for some reason." ”

"Don't be a fake. "Zheng Fei hates hypocrites the most.

"Heh" Derak touched the back of his head, shrugged his shoulders at the soldiers who were watching him around him, and suddenly hit Zheng Fei in the abdomen with a punch, and the strong force made Zheng Fei stagger two steps, suffering from being escorted and unable to return.

Zheng Fei let out a muffled sound in pain, bit his lip and took a deep breath, the pain eased a little, raised his head and looked at Derrank, neither angry nor ruthless, and only said calmly: "I guarantee that you will die a miserable death." ”

"What, you're going to sue me before God?" Derak said disdainfully, "Oh no, you can't see God, because you're going to hell and you're going to see the devil, haha!"

Zheng Fei didn't say any more provocative words, and was escorted into the prison by the soldiers, sitting on the damp dead grass, staring ahead.

His unruly eyes seemed to say, Derrank, I remember you.

It was late at night, and it was supposed to be time to go to sleep, but he didn't hear any prisoners snoring, because this area was a separate cell, and it was full of extremely dangerous people.

The cells were separated by thick wooden stakes, and he turned his head to see a man in the next cell, sitting against the wall and thinking about something.

Out of curiosity, and even more out of boredom, he moved to that side, and was about to speak, but the man preempted him.

"If you don't want to die, don't bother me. There was an inexplicable coldness in the man's voice, as if it was like this in his bones.

"Heh, I'm already a dying person, I'm not afraid of being sooner. Zheng Fei didn't have the slightest fear, because he used to be like this.

The man's head turned slightly, and he said, "It seems that you are also a rebellious boy." ”

"You don't look much older than me. ”

"I'm forty years old and I've been here for five years. The man sighed, suddenly remembered something, and said, "Oh yes, my name is Jims." ”

"Jims~ My name is Fly. ”

"Fei, why did you come in?

"I never regret it and, I have no reason to regret it, because I didn't do anything wrong. ”

Jims was a little moved, his attitude was not so cold, wrapped up in torn clothes, and said, "You were probably forcibly brought in by those guys in the royal family, right? Five years ago, I was too." ”

After a pause, he continued: "Unlike you, I regret that I haven't seen the outside world for five years, and more importantly, I have a son who lives alone outside, he is sixteen years old. ”

Zheng Fei pursed his lips and asked, "How long have you been sentenced?"

"Heh, how long will it be if I sue you and I will be sentenced to three hundred years, you won't laugh, will you?"

"Ha, forgive me for really laughing, only a turtle will live to that time. ”

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be able to laugh when you were locked up here, your mentality is so good, right, how long have you been sentenced?"

"A month. ”

"A month? How did that get you locked up here? You know, it's all serious offenses here!" Jims was surprised.

"Well, they're going to hang me in a month. ”

There was a brief silence, and Jims wanted to pat him on the shoulder but couldn't reach for it, so he shook his head and sighed, "Eat more good and drink some good wine." ”

"Thanks for the reminder. Zheng Fei smiled, stood up and paced back and forth, looking at the simple but sturdy prison by the faint moonlight that came in from the small window.

As he pressed the stake with his hand, Jims advised, "Don't think about it, man, you can't get out, this damn cell is harder than a fucking Eternal Knife!"

Hearing this, Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows and said, "You have also heard of the Eternal Knife?"

"My hometown is in the UK, and I've heard stories about it since I was a child, why, you know?"

"Heh, would you laugh if I said the Eternal Knife was in my hand?"

"Well, I'm not going to laugh, because you're telling me the Arabian Nights, if you really had the Eternal Knife, you wouldn't be reduced to being hanged. ”

"It's just a sword, like a king's scepter, you say. Zheng Fei joked.

Who would have thought that Jims actually said solemnly: "Don't you think? There are countless descendants of the Knights of the Round Table in Western Europe, and with the powerful appeal of the Eternal Blade, they can summon at least thousands of knight legions! They are fearless on their mission, and in that case, even the King of Portugal must weigh carefully before hanging you." ”

After hearing this, Zheng Fei exhaled and frowned.

I can't imagine that in the Middle Ages, faith could really lead people to the front, and it was good to have faith, but if the soul was controlled by faith, it could be called a disaster.