Because a thought jumped out - the soldier upstairs said that he recognized himself, and he had gone into the mountain with him.

Strictly speaking, the government army is different from the "town army" stationed in the country and the "border army" guarding the border passes, and they are not regarded as regular troops, but as "private soldiers" of commanders at all levels. When the chief officer arrived, he used his personal money to recruit soldiers and take charge of the security and prison affairs of a place.

The soldiers of Zhangcheng Mansion included those who took care of the homes - such as the ten sword and shield soldiers he brought up the mountain before, those who were responsible for patrolling the streets, and the jailers here. For them, being a soldier is indeed a profession, and it is not fundamentally different from that of hunters, craftsmen, and butchers.

Therefore, the "professionalism" of these people is very strong. The caretakers don't know how to inspect the government and prison, and those who inspect the security and security don't know how to enter and exit the inner house in a regular manner.

But why did that sword and shield soldier come to the prison? I didn't look carefully when I tied up the other two people just now, but I remember that when he was out of his body and patrolling the second-floor armor storehouse, he didn't see a bow and crossbow—there was no one in the room where the people lived. Could it be that the crossbowmen on the second floor were not originally stationed in prison, but were transferred from elsewhere?

What about the original crossbowmen?

Because of this thought, his feet stopped. But the next moment, I suddenly saw a string of sparks light up in the darkness at the end of the tunnel, and then I heard a loud "bang".

Because of this sound, Li Bochen was stunned for a moment. But not because I didn't know what it was, but because it was too familiar—it was the sound of the bed crossbow used to deal with monsters in the northern plains when it was fired!

Even if his reaction when he was about to fight was far from being comparable to ordinary people, he couldn't avoid it at all. At the moment when the word "bed crossbow" flashed in his mind, he suddenly felt a huge force coming from his chest, and his body flew backwards.

Strange to say, at this moment, he could still make out another "bang" sound behind him, as if a stone door had fallen.

Then I felt a shock in my back, and I stopped all of a sudden. Only then did he realize that he had raised his hand at some point and grasped the iron arrow that had been fired—the thickness of a small arm, as long as a large spear.

Then I felt my whole head buzzing, the joints of my body seemed to be rusted to death, and I almost didn't obey the call, and my arms were tightly locked to the iron arrow. He didn't know when he sat on the ground against the stone door behind him, and after a while, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, a heat in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurting out.

Another thought crossed my mind - was this how I died?

But the next moment, I realized that my body was slowly feeling - the sharp pain in my chest was not a point or a piece, but a piece. In fact, the two pieces below the collarbone and above the hip bone are more painful. He looked down at his chest and saw that the arrow had not penetrated his breastplate, but had only made a shallow dent in it.

It turned out that this iron arrow was not equipped with arrows - there were several kinds of arrows of the bed crossbow, some specialized in armor piercing, some long and wide, and could sweep a large area when shot out, and this kind of arrow was only installed according to the situation of the battlefield when it was put into battle.

This crossbow may have been obtained from magic, but specially tempered arrows are a rarity, and they didn't get them!

His heart sank with joy and sank, knowing that he had been ambushed. The guards outside were so lax, and the crossbowmen didn't know where to go—in fact, they were lying in ambush in the dungeon, waiting for them.

It's not a big deal, though. He said in his heart, didn't this kind of thing like a prison robbery originally have to carry his head?

And he slowly lowered his head, still holding the iron arrow in his hands, so that the end of it was pressed against the ground, and he did not move.

Then a blink was heard. The wind was strong tonight, and his hair was blown loose and hung down in front of his face, and the tunnel was dimly lit, so he squinted slightly.

I saw a dozen crossbowmen holding crossbows and slowly walking out of the cells with doors open on both sides. I secretly thought in my heart that I was lucky - if I hadn't remembered what was wrong just now, my footsteps slowed down and I didn't walk in again, such a close distance, I don't know if my head was full of crossbow arrows now.

I heard someone at the end of the tunnel say, "Isn't it dead? Isn't it? Didn't you say that the demon beast was still alive after being hit by several arrows?"

Is it Sui Ziang's voice?!

Li Bochen almost couldn't help but look up. It's his...... And it sounds full of energy, and it seems that he is in excellent physical condition. What's going on?

I heard another older man say: "That's a demon beast after all......"

Sui Ziang snorted coldly: "What's the difference between this person and a beast?"

Then there were footsteps. As he walked, he said hatefully: "What can you do if you are thick-skinned and thick-skinned? The most important thing is your brain!"

After walking about five or six steps, he suddenly stopped. Then there was a "snap" sound: "Who told you to shoot him to death!?

The other whispered, "Yes, yes, villain......"

Listen to the voice of the crossbowman who fired the iron arrow just now. But he only said these few words, and suddenly there was a short "ah", followed by a "poof" sound of something falling to the ground.

Li Bochen was stunned for a moment - Sui Ziang killed that person?

Although Sui Ziang is not a good person, he is also a relatively normal bad person after all. It was normal to beat and scold the crossbowman because he couldn't vent his anger in his heart, but he actually killed someone, which Li Bochen didn't expect. He suddenly realized that Sui Ziang's voice sounded slightly strange.

There is a bit of madness. The tone of his voice sounded very confusing and strange...... Could it be that he was saved by some evil method?

With this thought in his mind, he looked again at the crossbowmen who had surrounded him five or six paces in front of him. They took the crossbow they had turned on, and did not step forward to find out if they were really dead of rage. Li Bochen guessed that it was probably because he was extremely clean and fast when he was on it, and although he was shot by an iron arrow after coming down, he vomited another mouthful of blood before he "died", so those crossbowmen were afraid, worried that once they were not completely dead, they would come up to check on them, and they would take their lives.

But at this time, these crossbowmen heard Sui Ziang's footsteps getting closer and closer, and they became more nervous. There were even people who broke out in cold sweat from their foreheads, and their eyes were slanted back, looking like they wanted to turn back but didn't dare.

Was Sui Ziang so scary before?

After a while, I heard Sui Zi shouting loudly: "Get out of the way!"

The crossbowman in front of him immediately moved out of the way, and Li Bochen saw Sui Ziang's feet, which were covered with iron sheets, and it seemed that they were also wearing armor. He rolled his eyes up again, and when he finally saw his appearance, he couldn't help but be stunned.

The previous Sui Ziang, although he was also tall, was the one with a slender figure. But the one in front of him, although he was wearing heavy armor, could still see that he was on the back of a tiger, and his arms were as thick as the thighs of those crossbowmen!

And he had one of his hands cut off before...... And now the hand has grown!