Chapter 135: Prison

"Yes, let's do it for the little ones. ”

Hearing the command of the adult in the car, the sturdy servant nodded his head as if he were pounding garlic, and was extremely respectful.

After speaking, he walked towards the place where Pang Yuan had fainted.

At this time, Huang Hu on the side looked at the majestic old man in the carriage, and when he saw that there was no movement, his eyes rolled, and his mind became lively.

Huang Hu thought secretly, then paid attention, and trotted to catch up with the servant who had been ordered.

"You wait. ”

The sturdy servant turned around and saw that it was Chief Huang who was serving beside the adult, and hurriedly stopped to say hello.

"Well, listen to me, you don't need to put the savage in the cart, just drag him in the back of the carriage with a coarse cloth. ”

Huang Hu stared at Pang Yuan, whose face was covered with blood in front of him, his eyes were sinister, and he whispered to the sturdy servant.

His mind is extremely vicious, even so, he still wants to take revenge and torture Pang Yuan.

"Well, no, my lord ordered him to be put in the car and transported back, and this man was dragged away like this, and I couldn't explain it if he died. ”

After hearing this, the sturdy servant was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of embarrassment.

Although he also wanted to stammer Huang Hu, after all, it might be a matter of human life, and he didn't want to be punished for it.

"Don't you be so brainless, think about the strength of this wild man, he can survive the palm of an adult, how can he die so easily?"

"Besides, you can reduce the weight if you don't put it on the car, you can let the carriage that dragged him go a little slower!"

Huang Hu pointed at the sturdy servant, patted him on the shoulder with one hand, and smiled on his face.

The other hand inadvertently and without a trace sent a small purse into the hands of the sturdy servant.

The sturdy servant had a stagnant expression on his face, looked left and right a little nervously, and quickly put his purse into his arms, as if nothing had happened.

With a smile on his face, the sturdy servant didn't hesitate any longer, and nodded again and again.

"What Mr. Huang said is that the little one understands, so let's do it. ”

Looking at the back of the sturdy servant in the distance, Huang Hu nodded with satisfaction.

Watching him and the rest of the people carry Pang Yuan on the ground and walk towards the back of the team, Pang Yuan's broken arm drooped weakly, and Huang Hu's eyes were full of happiness.

"Damn lowly savage, if you dare to offend me, this is what will happen to you. ”

Huang Hu glanced at it a few times and then returned the same way.

At this time, a huge team of chariots and horses slowly moved.

The wounded guards simply bandaged their wounds, while the seriously wounded were carefully placed in large wagons and prepared to be taken to the city for treatment.

The other guards and many servants stared at the staggering slaves, scolding and reprimanding them sternly, and the whips in their hands whistled and urged them.

Behind the long convoy, the last carriage was moving very slowly, dragging Pang Yuan, who was covered in blood and seriously injured and unconscious, and was hastily wrapped in half a coarse cloth.

Although the carriage was moving slowly, Pang Yuan, who was dragging it, was still very bumpy.

From time to time, his body fluctuated too much, spitting out a mouthful of red blood, which was also mixed with unknown fragments of internal organs.

And at the moment.

In a quiet and peaceful mountain village, Old Man Pang lit a cigarette, took a few puffs of Meimeizo, and spit out a few puffs of pale white smoke.

"I don't know if Pang Yuan's kid is out now? No one cares about him, I guess he's having fun." ”

Old man Pang leaned comfortably against the door frame, and the sun was gentle, which made him think about it.

That's it.

After a huge procession of horses and chariots marched for about an hour, a majestic city appeared before everyone's eyes.

The towering walls are made of square boulders, thick and strong, and the joints are glued together with fine glutinous rice, leaving no gaps.

As a border giant city, Lianshan City is majestic and huge, extremely vast, and the high city walls are endless, unable to see the beginning and the end, and stretching straight into the distance.

The rough surface of the hard stone walls can also be seen clearly showing the traces of pits left by the slashing of weapons in various places, which are the remnants of the long war years.

In front of the huge city gate, there are elite soldiers in armor on duty, with cold eyes, fierce and powerful, and at first glance they are veterans who have been in battle for a long time.

"Stop!"

The long procession of slaves also attracted the attention of the guards and sergeants, and with a gesture of their hand, the procession of chariots and horses slowly came to a halt in front of the city gate.

A sturdy guard stepped forward to negotiate and confirm their identities, and they had been in contact many times, and they all knew each other, so naturally they would not be embarrassed.

The elite sergeant guarding looked in awe at the luxurious carriage in the center, pulled by three tall healthy horses, and the figure of the old man inside was faintly visible.

"Let's go!"

Soon, the guard sergeant was released directly.

The huge procession of carriages and horses slowly entered the city gate, and finally Pang Yuan, who was dragged along, left blood stains on the ground, attracting the attention of the surrounding crowd.

However, most of them just watched cautiously and did not dare to cause trouble.

And the elite veteran of the guard just glanced at it and turned his head sideways, which was not uncommon for them.

After the long procession of slaves completely entered the city gates, they continued through special passages that did not disturb normal pedestrians and attracted attention.

The huge team quickly divided into several teams under their own guidance, each headed in a different direction, and broke into pieces.

Pang Yuan's team was mostly fierce slaves wearing chains, with tattoos on their faces, and they looked unruly.

The group secretly came to the vicinity of a tall, heavily guarded gray building, surrounded by several elite black-clad guards patrolling back and forth.

When the team approached, they were stopped and someone came to meet them.

These fierce slaves have their own arrangements.

However, these people can't just pass by, someone came to the door and put a black cloth on their heads to cover their sight, so as to protect the secrecy of this place.

"Take your hands away, don't touch Lao Tzu!"

During this period, there were slaves who were also a little dishonest and arrogant, and were unwilling to wear such hoods.

As soon as he resisted and struggled slightly, a man in black pulled out a scabbard and stabbed him in the weak position between his ribs.

The big man couldn't help but fall to his knees with a thud, losing the ability to resist, his lips trembled, his face turned a little pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his forehead.

The black-clothed guard next to him didn't stop, and after a few clicks, the sturdy slave man's body trembled, and all that was left was lying on the ground panting.

Heroes don't suffer immediate losses.

When the fierce slave next to him saw this scene and saw that these black-clothed guards were so fierce, he could only bow his head and secretly endure it, not daring to fight them again.

When it was the turn of Pang Yuan, who was covered in blood, the black-clothed guards led by him glanced at Pang Yuan, who was unknown on the ground, in some surprise, and stopped.

"This is the beast slave that the adult who accompanied the team this time designated to be sent in. ”

The servant next to him hurriedly stepped forward to explain.

"So that's the case, this one doesn't need to wear a black cloth cover, just drag it in, pay attention to the movements of your hands, don't let him die. ”

The black-clothed guard led by him nodded, and glanced deeply at Pang Yuan, who had passed out on the ground, thoughtfully.

He gave a command to the guard who had taken over, and then turned his head away and said no more.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed in a flash.

In a cramped, dark cell, the floor was covered with hay, and there was a slight smell of decay wafting through the air, and there was an unpleasant stench.

"Water... Water!"

Pang Yuan, who was seriously injured and unconscious, finally woke up.

The vague consciousness gradually cleared, and a strong sense of hunger and thirst swept over him, his dry lips unconsciously opened and closed, and his throat snorted.

It was difficult to open his eyes, and the not very strong light pierced his eyes, making his eyes squint slightly, and he was a little uncomfortable.