Chapter Fifty-Eight: Breathing Technique

It was normal for Han Lin to ignore him, so Chakhan Timur did not doubt Han Lin's current state, glanced at him, closed the door and went to the toilet.

Han Lin knew that Zhu Chuba was coming, and he specially used this method to tell himself that he was coming, indicating that he needed me to cooperate with him inside and outside.

As for the number of guards guarding him, Han Lin, who had tried to escape several times, was very clear. Although Zhu Chuba's martial arts are strong, he is not much better than himself, and he is always a little reluctant to deal with so many people. Coupled with the fact that Chakhan Timur watched almost every inch, this made it more and more difficult to escape.

What to do?

Han Lin's first thought was to rush out while Chakhan Timur was going to the toilet, that is, now, but then this idea was vetoed by him. Although Chakhan Timur is not here for the time being, if he rushes out now, such a big movement is bound to immediately alarm Chakhan Timur. In this way, there is still no hope of escape.

First of all, we have to find a way to transfer Chakhan Timur out of the governor's mansion.

Han Lin pondered silently, and suddenly remembered that when he was injured, he was called by Chakhan Timur to treat him. It is said that he was one of the most famous doctors in Yingzhou City, and he had a strange temperament, and it took a lot of effort for Chakhan Timur to invite him to treat him.

"There it is."

Han Lin suddenly thought of a good idea.

……

Chakhan Timur quickly finished using the toilet, and he paced to Han Lin's room refreshed.

"How? The guy inside didn't make a fuss. He walked to the door and asked the two soldiers guarding the door.

"Back to the general, there is no movement."

Chakhan Timur nodded with satisfaction, "That's good." ”

He stepped forward, took a deep breath, prepared to look at the stinky face for another afternoon, and reached out to open the door.

I didn't see Han Lin!!

Chakhan Timur didn't see Han Lin's figure for a while, and couldn't help but say in a hurry: "What about people? Where are the people inside? ”

Before the soldiers outside the door could come, Chakhan Timur found Han Lin's figure under the table. But there was no relaxation in his heart, because Han Lin was lying motionless under the table.

Han Lin committed suicide!!

This idea immediately popped into Chahan Timur's mind, and he hurriedly ran to Han Lin's side, squatting down to test his nose.

Han Lin couldn't die, because he still had to rely on his life to contain the rebel army outside the city! If he is dead now and Han Yu knows about it, the angry rebel army will definitely attack Yingzhou City before the reinforcements arrive, and Yingzhou City will really not be able to save it at that time.

"It's okay, there's a faint snort."

Chakhan Timur's heart was relieved, as long as he was not dead, there was still hope. Like Han Lin, Chakhan Timur immediately thought of the divine doctor he found to treat Han Lin's injuries, the Zhou divine doctor who claimed to be able to live and die as long as he had a breath.

This Zhou Shenyi's temper is very strange, as if he is not afraid of heaven and earth, Du Li, who was the governor of the state, personally went to invite him, but he didn't even let Du Li enter the door. Later, it was Chakhan Timur who personally stepped out and gave him enough face and silver, and then he invited a miracle doctor.

Han Lin looked dangerous, and Chahan Timur, who didn't understand medicine, thought that it might be a recurrence of the old injury last time, so he didn't dare to slack off, and immediately thought of inviting Doctor Zhou Shen.

"Come on, go, invite Doctor Zhou to come here."

Chakhan Timur only thought about inviting Doctor Zhou, and for a while he forgot the strange temperament of this miracle doctor. When he came back to his senses, Chakhan Timur patted his forehead and said, "Forget it, Du Li can't invite people to come, how can you invite them over." You are optimistic about Han Lin, and General Ben will go there personally. ”

With that, Chakhan Timur picked up Han Lin and placed him on the bed properly, and then strode out to invite the Zhou Divine Doctor.

……

Han Lin has lived in a big family like the White Lotus Sect since he was a child, and his learning is quite mixed. Among the skills, in addition to superb swordsmanship, there is also a chicken rib skill that is basically not used on weekdays - breathing technique.

This breathing technique was learned by Han Lin from an elder of the White Lotus Sect in the early years, and its effect was to reduce his breath to a minimum, and when he cultivated to the limit, he could even collect all his breath, just like a dead man.

This breathing technique can occasionally come in handy when he usually stalks someone or sneaks into a certain place, and Han Lin never imagined that one day he would rely on this trick to save his life.

After Chakhan Timur left in a hurry, Han Lin slowly opened his eyes. He smiled, suppressed the agitation in his heart, walked slowly to the door, stretched out his hand, and took the initiative to push the door open.

"Why did you wake up? You...... What are you doing? ”

The soldier guarding the door saw Han Lin who pushed the door open, and quickly pulled out his saber and pointed it at Han Lin and shouted nervously.

"Knives?" Han Lin looked at the saber in the soldier's hand, but his eyes lit up.

His hands were still handcuffed, and he couldn't control his sword. But if you use a knife, the impact is not so great. Han Lin had practiced two-handed swords, and although he was not as proficient in swordsmanship as his, it was not much of a problem to deal with these soldiers.

Han Lin's body suddenly squatted, his hands clasped together in handcuffs, and struck hard into the soldier's armpit. The soldier couldn't hold the knife for a while under the pain, and the saber fell to the ground. Han Lin picked it up, held the knife in both hands, and slashed hard.

The two-handed knife was powerful, and Han Lin slashed it with all his strength, directly embedded in the soldier's skull. Han Lin pulled it out hard, but found that he couldn't pull it out, so he had to push it forward and push the soldier backwards with a knife.

Han Lin looked at the guards who quickly surrounded him, and he was not afraid at all, but grinned and said, "It's okay, it's okay, there are so many knives here." ”

Most of the soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty wore swords, so the most indispensable weapon here now is the sword.

Han Lin took the initiative to step forward and snatched a saber again. Under the full swing, in the encirclement, no one dared to approach for a while. Han Lin, wielding a big sword, was like a Yama who took his life, and whoever dared to come forward would take his life.

However, no matter how majestic Han Lin was, he was only one person, and it was impossible for him to confront at least a hundred soldiers who surrounded him head-on with his own strength. In the same way, no matter how cowardly these soldiers are, they will not dare to even get on when they are hundreds of times more than each other.

The Great War began, one side was one man, and the enemy was a hundred. This is an absolutely unfair battle, and at the same time, it is a battle that is absolutely impossible to win.

However, what Han Lin needed was not victory, but escape. He didn't need to fight these soldiers, he just needed to break through a gap and escape.

However, Han Lin had been imprisoned for so long, and the pent-up anger in his heart needed to be vented, which was why he was so tough at the beginning.

Now that the fire has disappeared and the gas has come out, if it is hard, it will not be out of anger, but a play with life. Of course, Han Lin was not so stupid, so he began to resist the attack in front of him while shouting at the top of his throat: "Second brother, if you don't come out again, big brother, I will be chopped into minced meat." ”