Chapter 171: Taking a Desperate Approach (4)
Seeing the two people who were arguing, the jailer was slightly stunned, and said with some schadenfreude: "Yo, this is not-"
However, before he could finish speaking, he heard the door of the cell closed by someone who did not know who had closed it, and the chains made a heavy sound, as if it were a call from the Yellow Spring of Hell. The two jailers looked back in panic, but they felt empty in their hands, and the whip they were carrying in their hands had been taken away at some point.
Then the cold touch, with the smell of blood, wrapped around his neck, and in an instant, the two jailers were silent.
They may never have dreamed that they would die at the hands of these refugees.
Seeing that the two jailers were out of breath, the people behind them all took a few steps backwards, and one of them fell to the ground, and kept saying, "I killed someone, I killed someone-"
Xiaoyu seemed very calm at this time, he covered his injured arm, and said tremblingly: "They deserve it, they killed so many of our villagers, even if we don't kill them today, one day, we will be killed by them." β
The pain of the wound eased Xiaoyu a few times before he finished speaking, Song Wensheng got up from the ground and said, "Xiaoyu is right, everyone acts according to the plan-" Everyone didn't have time to blame themselves, so they quickly took off the clothes of the two jailers, found two people of similar shape to change into, and then disguised the two as if they were sleeping.
The crowd did not act rashly, but let the two men who were pretending to be jailers go out.
Song Wensheng eased his breath, as if something was constantly churning in his heart, as if it was going to tear his heart and burst out of his heart.
The two men went out and found the wine that the jailers had hidden in the storeroom, sprinkled it in the cell, and lit it with a torch on the wall.
These people drank extremely strong wine, and when they encountered the fire, they immediately burst into a long flame, and there were straw straws for the prisoners to rest in each cell, and the fire was unimpeded all the way, but in an instant, the whole cell was full of smoke, and they couldn't see the five fingers, and the people who were held here were not only these dozen refugees, but naturally there were other people, and when they saw the water, they all panicked, rushed over, and wanted to open the prison door, but everyone found that the cell door was not locked, and this discovery made everyone very happy. Because while they were sleeping, Xiaoyu and Song Wensheng had already secretly opened all the doors of everyone's cells.
The fire was so big that everyone wanted to run out, only Song Wensheng took a few people to guard the corner of the cell, trying to lower his body as much as possible to prevent himself from inhaling too much smoke, but the smoke still made these people disgraced, and they couldn't tell the difference.
The guards outside apparently also noticed that something was wrong, and before they could enter the cell, they saw several people in prison uniforms and ran out.
In an instant, the courtyard became like a pot of porridge, catching people and catching people, taking water, He Xi looked at it from a distance, the smoke hidden in the night, and said with a smile: "It's done, let's go!" β
Wang Lang made a gesture to the people behind him, and everyone walked in the direction of the cell.
The jailer commander who was in charge of tonight's night guard was busy directing people to put out the fire, when suddenly a janitor ran in and panted and said, "No-no-I don't know where a few refugees came from, and they're coming in this direction-"
The commander was dissatisfied and scolded: "Aren't they just a few refugees? Can't you see what's going on? Just get outsideβ"
After speaking, he rushed into the cell with people, leaving only the guard with a stunned face, in fact, he also wanted to say that these refugees were strong in martial arts and had already come in.
He gritted his teeth, turned around and ran in the direction of the gate, since it was to stop him, then he was sparing this life, and he had to complete the task.
Wang Lang and the others had already arrived at the location of the high wall, and prepared the rope ladder, Wang Lang jumped up to the high wall, fixed the rope ladder, and then came down.
The people who were guarding the wall were called to put out the fire.
He Xi stretched out his hand to climb the rope ladder and said to Wang Lang: "The rest of the people, you are responsible for bringing them out, and we will go first." β
Wang Lang nodded, then ordered a few people, and followed him into the cell, leaving half of the people to protect He Xi.
He Xi didn't procrastinate, she made a decision immediately, climbed the rope ladder step by step to climb the high wall, she forcibly suppressed the trembling of her fingers, gritted her teeth, and forced herself not to look down, finally, her fingers touched the top of the wall, someone had prepared another rope ladder, He Xi half turned around, and climbed down.
It's always easier to go down than when you come up, and when you have your feet, you know you're on the ground.
He Xi let go almost at the same time, and the whole person fell, she didn't feel anything before, but now she only felt that her legs were gently swinging, she took a deep breath, got up from the ground, and her own people kept climbing down the rope ladder.
He Xi took the people who came over, found a secret place, and hid it, but his eyes were staring at the direction of the cloud ladder.
After a while, he saw someone leaping up the city wall with the strength of a rope ladder, and a small man was still holding his elbow, which was the little beggar in front of him.
Wang Lang, like a dexterous gorilla, half-squatted on the high wall, and kept bringing people up below, letting them climb down the rope ladder, Xiaoyu was in the front, but he couldn't bear the weight of his body, and every step was very slow, but the people above did not urge, and methodically lay down little by little.
Several times, Xiaoyu almost let go, it was the people above who pulled it, He Xi watched from a distance, and her eyes were also vigilantly staring around, suddenly, she saw a person climbing up on the high wall, the clothes on his body were the jailer's, through the faint light, he could vaguely see that it was the gatekeeper who had stopped them before, He Xi's eyes flashed a trace of unbearableness, pointed in that direction and said in a deep voice: "Don't hurt your life." β
The person who followed behind He Xi was holding a crossbow arrow with a unique workmanship in his hand, only an inch long, and the delicate crossbow arrow was embedded in the mechanism, and only a cold and shining arrow tip leaked out.
Hearing He Xi's words, his hand moved slightly, and the direction of the arrow was also deviated, and at the same time as the man moved, the arrow also shot out like lightning, stabbing the man's ankle.
The man was defenseless, he was in pain for a while, his body was crooked, and he fell from the high wall, at this time, those refugees had also been picked up by Wang Lang, because they had been hiding in the cell before, waiting for the jailers to go in to put out the fire, the two people who were pretending to be before took the initiative to propose to let these people help, and the leader was also busy and dizzy, and actually agreed.
In this way, Song Wensheng, Xiaoyu and others left the cell in a grand manner, on the contrary, the criminals who ran out at the beginning had already been guarded.
Wang Lang's movements were very fast, and by the time those people found out that a few people had escaped from the cell and wanted to catch up, it was already too late, Wang Lang grabbed the last Yuewei who climbed up with one hand, and with the other hand, he immediately cut off the rope ladder.
Those jailers had no choice but to watch Wang Lang and the others disappear behind the high wall.
A jailer stepped forward and asked, "Commander, do you want to tell your lord about this matter?" β
Hearing this, the commander slapped the man on the head hard, and said angrily: "If you don't want to live, don't pull Lao Tzu, let me tell you, today's matter, if any of you say a word, don't say I'm welcome!" β
The jailer nodded hurriedly, thought for a while, and said, "Then the commander, there are a few people missing for no reason, how can we explain when the time comes?" β
The commander's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he said gloomily: "Let's just say, I died in this fire, didn't I find the corpses of a few prisoners, and take them out for business." β
After speaking, he looked back at the high wall in annoyance, and said angrily: "I really don't know whether to live or die, since you are in such a hurry to die, I will fulfill you." β
Wang Lang took Xiaoyu and others to gather with He Xi and others, and when he saw He Xi's appearance, Xiaoyu didn't recognize him for a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Childe, you-why are you dressed like this?" β
He Xi cried and laughed: "It's nothing more than hiding people's eyes and ears." β
When Song Wensheng saw He Xi currently speaking, he felt that everyone was clearly wearing tattered clothes, but He Xi's demeanor was completely different from others, and her demeanor made people ignore the embarrassment on her.
He took two steps forward, hugged his fists and arched his hands: "In the lower Song Wensheng, Shuzhong is in the world, thank you for your help." β
He Xixu helped him up and said, "You also helped us, please don't be polite." Song Wensheng saw that He Xi was greedy for extraordinary, and he also knew that his status was noble, so he didn't ask.
He Xi looked at Song Wensheng's face, it was so red and swollen that she almost couldn't see its original appearance, she knew in her heart, but asked with some doubts: "What I said in the letter is just a quarrel - Song Gongzi this-"
Song Wensheng didn't care, he reached out and touched it and laughed self-deprecatingly: "I'm worried that it won't work, so I changed the plan without permission, as long as the final result is what we want, it doesn't matter what the process looks like, right?" β
He Xi glanced at him with interest, noncommittal, and looked at Xiaoyu again, only to see that his face was fine, but there was a long blood mark on his arm, and the skin and flesh were turned out, and this child couldn't support it a few times, which should be the reason.
She looked at Wang Lang, Wang Lang understood, took out a porcelain bottle from the package she was carrying, and handed it to the middle-aged woman on the side. The woman didn't have time to think about it, and tore off a clean-looking piece from the hem of her skirt and bandaged it carefully.
During this period, Xiaoyu kept biting her lip and not saying a word.