"In front of me is the clear account in the shadow account, responsible for sorting out and building an intelligence network, judging whether the information is investigated, cultivating and teaching dead agents, etc., are mostly clerical and are the eyes and ears of the Maharaja! It is the secret tent that the lowly takes the prince to go, and they are responsible for all the military actions of the shadow tent, and they are the minions of the king! ”

The shadow walked forward, looked at Azule with a curious expression, and explained in a voice.

The two of them walked faster, and at the turn of the stone path in front of them, there was an iron hanging basket made of chains.

The shadow unfurled his token at the black-clad guards guarding the basket, and the men on both sides bowed down to let them go.

"The man he wants to see is in a prison in a secret tent, which is built under a stone path, and he must sit in this hanging basket. Prince please! ”

The shadow stretched out his hand to make way for the prince behind him to go to the hanging basket, and Azule stood still and looked around curiously, this shadow tent was afraid that it had hollowed out most of the western part of Wang Mountain.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a hoarse voice from a shadow.

"Go to the fifth floor!"

"How many levels are there in this prison," Azule asked curiously.

The chains on both sides creaked, and the hanging basket slowly sank.

Each floor of the descent was guarded by a large number of black-clad warriors, and the fierce aura on their bodies was extremely strong. And in the first three floors, heart-rending cries and howls could be heard on each floor, and the sound was so tragic that Azule couldn't help but get goosebumps.

But once the third layer is passed, after reaching the fourth floor, there is no more howling and whimpering, and there is a dead silence, as quiet as a lifeless dead land.

"Hui Shizi, there are nine floors! Each floor is a different place for prisoners! ”

"Oh, do you only deserve to be imprisoned on the sixth floor! There are two floors left with prisoners! ”

Azule's face froze, and he said as he stared at the shadow's cold face.

"Yes, but I don't know!"

Azule looked at the sinking iron cable, and then at the shadow that never changed his complexion, and was depressed for a while.

"I've got a dead man planted in a shadow tent by my side!"

"Yes!"

"How many, who!"

"A few people know about the lowly position, and the rest have no way of knowing!"

"Who is it?"

"I can't say it!"

Asu looked at the shadow in front of him fixedly, and he was angry for a while, but he had no choice but to turn his head to look at the situation of each layer of prison on both sides.

With a bang, the iron hanging basket was fixed on the first floor, and Azule couldn't help but squint his eyes, is this the sixth layer!

"Shizi, we have arrived. The person you want to meet is ahead! ”

When Azul heard this, he strode forward, each stone chamber was a cage made of fine iron, and the stone chamber was pitch black, so that it was impossible to see what was going on inside.

Azule was extremely vigilant in his heart, his hand was secretly lying on the hilt of the knife, and those rebellious surnames were in the innermost, and the shadow only cared about leading Azule forward.

"Zizi!"

A clear scratching sound sounded in the stone chamber at Asur's feet, and Azule looked at a pair of wizened hands on the iron fence, half-finger-length nails scratching the iron railing.

"I was wrong, let me die! Please! Please! ”

A faint sound echoed through the stone chamber.

Azul stared at him with lifeless eyes, his withered limbs shackled in place by iron-clad shackles, unkempt and skinny like a human stick.

"This person is the remnant of the surname ten years ago, who led the people to rebel when the city was built, and was suppressed here by the king. In the prison of the shadow tent, life and death are no longer up to them! Those who are alive in it only want to die quickly! ”

"The man who the world wants to see is ahead!"

The voice of the shadow owl grew colder and colder in the passage, and Azule walked forward with a blank face, no longer looking at the scene.

The shadow led Azule to a stand at the door of the stone chamber, and Azule looked in.

Five of them were pierced alive from their shoulder blades with iron needles and hung from the stone walls of the stone chamber with iron chains, so that they could feel great pain at every moment, and it became a luxury to move their bodies.

The five of them were covered in blood strips drawn from the whip, some wounds were still dripping blood from the bones, and their ankles had been deformed, apparently they had been tortured by the people in the secret tent!

"Are they still alive?"

"The people in the secret tent feed them ginseng soup three times a day, and they should be hanging for their lives!"

"Did you find anything?"

"These five people are the patriarchs of the five big surnames in the tribe, and they are the ones who secretly plotted to assassinate the prince this time. They were originally the remnants of our Shuofeng tribe's destruction of other tribes more than ten years ago, and they were pretended to be accepted by us at that time.

But for more than ten years, he has not changed his mind and does not know how to thank Wang En, and he has secretly cultivated dead soldiers and disciples, and has supported the forces in the army behind his back. The general who defended the city, Tonur, whom the prince had seen before, was a henchman cultivated by these people.

In this rebellion, Tonur wanted to lead his private army to intercept and kill the prince, but was defeated by the Iron Floating Massacre. And these five people wanted to use the dead soldiers in their hands to coerce the people to escape, and they were also captured one by one in the city, but Tonur knew that he was dead and committed suicide in front of the army.

But something is strange, there should be someone behind these five people, and the people in the shadow account are tracking! ”

As the shadow spoke, Azule's expression became clearer, and the essence in his eyes flickered.

"Oh, I see!"

"What about these five big family members!"

"The Maharaja ordered, only the head of the thief remained!"

The words spoken by the shadow were full of blood, and they were extremely cold.

Azul tilted his head and grinned at the shadow standing beside him.

"Can I take these five people away!"

When the shadow heard this, his expression froze, and he was about to shake his head and refuse, but he thought that the prince had ordered the prince to make the decision, and he didn't know how to reply for a while, so he had to be silent.

"That seems to be the case!"

Azul chuckled and motioned for the shadow to open the iron door of the stone chamber.

After the shadow opened the door, Azule stepped over the shadow and stepped forward alone, looking at the extremely miserable five people and smiling, pulling the head of one of them who drooped weakly, and said lightly.

"In this world, everyone seeks to live, you chose to wag your tail and kowtow under the banner of my Shuofeng wolf, why are you so tough today, who promised you great benefits. Come, let's talk! ”

Azule gently tugged the man's head upward, and for a moment the steel needles on the man's shoulder blades became more and more obvious, and the man couldn't help but could only hiss in pain, which was extremely miserable.

Seeing this, the shadow on the side said softly, "Shizi, in order to prevent these people from committing suicide, they have all removed their jaws!" Do I need to press it again? ”

"Forget it, it doesn't matter!"

Azule threw away the skulls in his hand and patted the faces of the five men in turn, chuckling in his mouth.

"Whoever wants to kill me, you let him come with a knife himself! I'm just waiting here, and if he doesn't come, I'll kill him!" ”

After saying this, Azul turned and walked out of the stone chamber, and the shadow behind him asked suspiciously.

"Shizi, don't you take it away?"

"No, kill it on the spot, and send the head to my tent."

"Yes!"

Azul was relieved to leave the Shadow Tent Prison and returned to the Prince's Tent under the escort of the Black Horseman.

Looking at the three thousand white horses in front of him who were respectfully riding horses and standing at the door of the prince's tent, Azule rubbed his eyebrows.

"I thought my guards, I couldn't call anymore!"

"Please forgive your sins, and you will die in the end!"

The three thousand white horses turned pale, turned over and dismounted in unison, kneeling and roaring.

"Ten thousand deaths! Ten thousand deaths! Ten thousand deaths! ”

Seeing this, Azul grinned and kicked five heads out of the carriage.

"Take it, let's go to Shuofuyuan!"

Azul stepped forward and jumped on his horse, twisting his horse and shouting.

"Yes!"

The three thousand men turned on their horses again, and the five men in front stepped forward to pin their bloody heads to their horses and followed closely behind Azul.

For a time, three thousand white horses went straight to Shuofeng Plain from the horse's hooves like thunder.

"Maharaja, the prince has gone to Shuofeng Plain."

"Well, let him go, you go to the ninth floor and take out that waste and discount your left hand!"

"Yes!"

In the dark side hall, the face of the Lord of Shuofeng was not sad or joyful, and his expression was inexplicable.