Bailifeng felt a sharp pain coming from several places in his body.

I moved my fingers, but it only caused a continuous pain, and I couldn't help but snort.

It took a long time for the pain to go away.

Gasping for breath quickly and faintly, Baili Feng adjusted slightly, raised his eyes to look around, faintly, and could only see the iron prison door.

There is no palm lamp, only a glimmer of light can shine in the gap above it, and that is the only light source.

There was no movement outside, but he could imagine that someone must be guarding.

And the number of people is certainly not small. Although it is only a battlefield of a few thousand people, there are no generals, and it can be regarded as a rushing battle.

Well, I almost rushed into battle, this treatment should not be too much.

Bailifeng grinned, not knowing whether to laugh at himself or smugly.

He moved his body, and found that he didn't know when his body had been trapped by the iron ring, locking his hands and feet, and the chain of the iron ring on his right foot spread outward, melting into a huge metal sphere.

It seemed that when he was exerting force, he touched the injury on his body again, Bailifeng snorted in pain, and leaned back on his original position, his face turned pale.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans oozed from his forehead, and the indescribable pain swept through his body, causing his body to tremble slightly, and his breathing was slightly rapid.

Sweat soaked the clothes on his body, and the wound was hot and painful, and at the same time, there was a special touch like sticky mud on the wound.

You can smell the smell of inferior herbs after tanning, mixed with the smell of blood, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Yo, I also gave the medicine.

Looks like there's something more flavorful than death next......

Bailifeng grinned.

But I was a little curious, these herbs stopped bleeding at most, how did I save my life?

He didn't know.

His last memory stayed on the young commander who was only half a step away, and the Mo knife that he had cut off, and when he thought of it, he was still a little annoyed and unwilling in his heart.

If he hadn't been plotted by the Hu master at that time and killed the mount, why would he have fallen into the fate of a prisoner like now?

It's hard to really be a ragtag player.

Thinking of the word general that came from nowhere when he was seriously injured and unconscious, Baili Feng smiled slightly self-deprecatingly, and his face looked like those thorny gangsters who could be seen in Great Qin City, full of indifference.

"Yes, sir......"

A suppressed voice came from the iron prison next to him, and Baili Feng's body stiffened slightly, and the indifferent look on his face disappeared.

He forcibly endured the stinging pain in his body and moved his body in the direction where the sound came, the iron chain rubbed and made a rattling sound, and he barely put one hand on the iron prison, and said hoarsely:

"Lao Li?"

"You're still alive?!"

His eyes lit up.

A whisper came from the iron prison next to him, as if he was relieved, and said:

"It's good if adults have nothing to do......"

Bailifeng's eyes were slightly bright, his mood was agitated, and he couldn't help coughing, but his eyes were still bright and vibrant, he lowered his voice, looked around left and right, and said urgently:

"Ahem, ahem, who else is there besides you and me?"

"Who else is still alive?"

After the silence, a voice came from the other side, which seemed to be ashamed, and said:

"The subordinates also survived a small life......"

Bailifeng's eyes lit up, nodded heavily, and continued to listen quietly, but after that voice, there was only a dead silence, and he could only hear the sound of his own breathing.

The look on the young man's face stiffened.

The iron knight in the iron prison next to him said softly:

"My lord, we are the only ones left......"

The expression on Bailifeng's face slowly changed to silence, and the power that made him drag this half-dead body to crawl disappeared again, and he sat down on the ground, leaning his back against the cold and chilling green wall, and tilted his head back slightly.

Looking at the only glimmer of light, the dust flew under that glimmer of light, all with a faint light.

After being silent for a long time, Bailifeng spoke softly.

It's like a big dream, and I suddenly realized.

"We're the only ones left......"

He was already seriously injured and unconscious, and the other two iron riders were also knocked unconscious.

As for why those Hu people didn't kill them on the spot but brought them back, everyone clearly understood in their hearts that it was nothing more than torture, and what other choice could there be?

Now that it's all there, who cares.

Only death.

The three of them were all stripped of their already somewhat broken battle armor, and at this time, it was freezing cold, and everyone had only a black single coat in it, and all the weapons on their bodies were confiscated, and even a dagger was not left.

After experiencing the scene of the battlefield, no one dared to let these three Qin people hold any more swords and weapons in their hands.

Bai Li Feng reluctantly raised his hand and touched his arms.

There was still one thing there that had not been taken away, and it was the only thing left of him except for this thin garment, some of which were stiff and prismatic and long, and could not be held by one hand.

He stroked the thing, his expression calm.

It was the mahogany arrow he took from the guard, and he didn't need to look at it to know what this arrow looked like, it was a fine wood, painted black, and a blood-colored arrow was engraved on it, and it was said that the arrow issued from the general's hand was made of cold jade, but unfortunately, it was not possible to see it.

Baili Feng put the arrow in his arms, and then found a slightly more comfortable position for himself, stunned.

Now he suddenly felt that he was a little reckless, and that he was not fit to be a strategist.

If that camp was conquered, Great Qin would have enough reason to send troops to the Northland.

But not now, the other party was beaten back, strictly speaking, Daqin did not have actual losses, and it was likely to be attributed to the provocations of the past, at most it was much more intense, so wouldn't he die in vain?

He was a little remorseful, but he also thought that although Daqin was strong, there were many countries watching outside, and there were unstable martial arts in the rivers and lakes......

I know too little, Bailifeng is thinking nonsense in this foreign dungeon, but he can't think of anything famous, but he just makes his forehead hurt more and more.

With a sigh, he gave up on proving that he was a good strategist and turned to something lighter and more pleasant.

Before he died, he didn't want to be so aggrieved.

What do you think...... Thinking about the master's scolding, the appearance of his parents, thinking about the stew in the cabin downstairs in Fengzi, thinking about Ni Tianxing, thinking about the broken Mo knife and the fight on the battlefield.

Thinking about Tuoba Moon.

Really, if you just hold hands, you're going to die.

It's really a loss to Dafa......

He burst out laughing.

There was no look of loss on his face.

At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps outside, and there was more than one, presumably a jailer or a nobleman from the camp.

Baili Feng raised his eyebrows, put away the distractions in his heart, and moved his body slightly, so that his body could stand straighter.

In any case, it can't be a loss of face for Daqin.

Footsteps outside drew closer, and sure enough, they stopped in front of his cage.

There is the sound of a key reaching into the lockhole, followed by the sound of the chain hitting when the chain is lifted.

The chains were thrown to the ground haphazardly, and a crunchy sound was heard from afar.

Immediately, in a creaking sound, the iron door was pushed open, and Bailifeng raised his eyes lazily and disdainfully.

Among them, one of the jailers came with a lamp, and the dim yellow light made him squint a little uncomfortably, but when his eyes eased, his expression changed instantly, and he almost instinctively wanted to stand up.

But because of the injuries on his body, he just got up halfway and staggered to the ground.

The chains under his feet stirred and rattled.

Blood oozed from the injuries on his body again, but he didn't care, just raised the palm of his right hand, covering the knife marks on his chest, and the palm of his hand could feel the viscous touch of blood, and his eyes were just staring at the prison door.

The two jailers, five big and three thick, retreated.

Walking out again was a girl in red with clear eyebrows.

Wearing two scimitars on his waist, the eyebrows and eyes are very familiar, but now he is a little unfamiliar, his left hand is propped on the ground, this is to keep his body from falling due to the injury, but at this time he unconsciously clenched.

"Hey ......"

Bailifeng laughed out loud, and there was no smile in his eyes.

"Tuoba Moon."

"Why, when I see my former classmates and friends, the beauty in my heart is also so cold?"

"General Baili?"

There was a mocking voice outside the door, it was the official dialect of Daqin, but the pronunciation was wrong, with a bearded accent, there was the smell of cattle and sheep grazing on the grassland, and in the footsteps, another person walked in from the dark aisle.

He was a young man, about the same age as Bailifeng, wearing light armor and hanging a scimitar from his waist.

The scabbard seems to be made of pure gold, dotted with several gemstones, it looks luxurious, the eyebrows and eyes are handsome, but there is a gloomy taste, which is unpleasant, and there is mockery and disdain in the sight of Bailifeng, more of a hidden fear and killing intent.

It was the young general who was almost cut off by Baili Feng Yimo's knife.

Baili Feng glanced at him, sneered, and withdrew his gaze.

Didn't say much, but the act was already accompanied by more intense disdain and mockery.

"You ......"

The young man's palms were already subconsciously clenched, and the jailer stood by with a lantern, and some flickering dim yellow candlelight shone on the side, so that people could clearly see the suddenly blue face, and the clenched fist.

The fist clenched, and then it seemed that the anger in his heart was unsettled, and he subconsciously raised his hand and touched it towards the luxurious scimitar hilt at his waist.

Tuoba Yue's eyes flickered, his eyes swept over the injuries on Baili Feng's body, and he spoke:

"Surrender, Baili ......"

Baili Feng's eyes widened, looking at the familiar face, almost thinking that he had misheard, but then he confirmed that he had not heard it wrong.

He looked at Tuoba Yue fixedly, and suddenly burst out laughing, laughing wildly, leaning forward and backward with a smile, if it weren't for the chains that restrained his movements, he might have fallen to the ground laughing.

In the midst of the arrogant laughter, the bearded young man's expression became more and more ugly, and his palm was already clenched on the hilt of the waist knife.

And perhaps it was this rampant laughter that triggered the injury between the chest and abdomen, Bailifeng's laughter turned into a violent cough, he supported the ground with one hand, sticky blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, his face was pale, but he only sneered, and his eyebrows were full of rebelliousness.

The palm of the young man of the Hu people slowly exerted force, and the blade and the scabbard rubbed together, making a small moan.

Tuoba Yue suddenly raised her hand, stopped between the young man and Baili Feng, and said softly in the Hu language:

"Seventh Prince, please bear with me a little."

"He and I used to be classmates and friends."

"Please avoid, you are here, it will inevitably irritate the Qin people."

"If it is left to me to persuade him, maybe there will be a turnaround, and it is also possible that he can surrender to Northern Hungary."

PS: Today's second update is presented......

There will be a plot outbreak tomorrow, and it may be late......

Well, you all know what I mean by that...... (covering his face).

Today, I will incarnate as the Liver Emperor and evolve to the extreme...... (Growl)