After a long rush outside, there was a sound of heavy footsteps, getting closer and closer. It sounded like the infantry that the duck outside was counting on was coming.

It was not just the infantry who came, but the warden himself led it. After all, this is the Imperial Prison, and if someone escapes from prison, the warden's head is probably not saved.

He shouted to the archers who were guarding outside, "What the hell is going on here, why are two brothers dead at the door?"

"Someone inside tried to escape from prison and not only killed these two brothers, but also threw their bodies out to demonstrate to us!"

"Demonstrations?"

The warden looked at the corpses of the two jailers covered with feather arrows, his face was shaking, his fat hand waved fiercely, and he shouted angrily: "Rush in and see which one ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, killed our brother, and demonstrated to us!"

"Yes!" said the fifty infantrymen, who rushed to the side of the cell door with swords and shields in hand, ready to force their way in.

Ling Ye quietly guarded the door, listening to the conversation outside, and knowing that a large group of infantry outside was about to rush in, but he still looked unhurried.

Tian Duxing heard such a big movement and retracted back. Seeing that Ling Ye still didn't move, he couldn't help but wonder: "Young man, aren't you hiding yet? Are you going to take on forty or fifty people alone?"

Ling Ye didn't answer, just stood behind the door, listening to the movement outside.

The footsteps outside, closer, closer......

Finally, the figure flickered, and two shield-wielding infantry rushed in first, followed by a large group of infantry, blocking the gate tightly.

As soon as they rushed in, the first thing they saw was a large group of prisoners wandering in the corridors of the cell, all with demented eyes and babbling, completely without the imaginary riot and escape.

What's going on?

In their minds, a big question mark suddenly appeared.

At that moment, the two soldiers standing at the back of the line only felt a pain in the back of their necks, as if they had been slashed by a sharp blade, and they couldn't help but howl and fell headlong.

Ling Ye hid behind the door and didn't move, in order to suddenly attack, and now he really hit it!

The rest of the soldiers heard the screams behind them, and turned around together, just in time to see Ling Ye with a machete, and then they understood who was attacking. The squad leader waved his hand and shouted, "Go!

Forty or fifty soldiers could not be deployed at the same time, and only the five or six people closest to them pounced on Ling Ye. Ling Ye ignored them either, threw away his left hand, and threw the torch he had prepared earlier into the ground.

There was a lot of rotten straw prepared in the ground before, that is, the rotten straw used by the prisoners in various cells to lay on the floor and sleep, which was quite rotten and smelly. As soon as the torch was thrown on it, the rotten straw was immediately ignited, and a foul-smelling smoke came out. The five or six soldiers bore the brunt of the attack, and they were immediately choked, coughing repeatedly, and hurriedly trying to cover their mouths and noses and retreat. Writing Zhai

Ling Ye wants such an effect. He held his breath and rushed forward, the sword flashed, and after a few screams, the four soldiers fell to the ground with a knife, blood spurting wildly from their necks.

The squad leader was furious and shouted, "Everyone stand back and take away the rotten straw on the ground!"

The soldiers retreated one after another, and the soldiers who were close to Ling Ye raised their shields to protect their bodies and quickly retracted. Once their shield array was formed, Ling Ye would not be able to break through their formation for the time being, but would be squeezed to death by the shield array.

You can't let them form a shield array!

At this time, there were more and more rotten straw burning in the ground, and a fire gradually formed. Midnight used his hands and feet to throw the lit rotten straw into the crowd of soldiers. As soon as the lit straw touched the straw on the ground, it immediately burned, and in an instant there were fires everywhere. A group of soldiers had to hurriedly clean up the rotten straw on the ground, cover their mouths and noses, and guard against midnight, and for a while they were in a hurry, coughing everywhere, and the shield array couldn't be closed for a while.

Ling Ye shouted, quickly rushed into the crowd, and slashed left and right with a knife, anyway, there were enemies in this group, just slash casually. Under his indiscriminate chopping, several more soldiers were cut to the ground. When the other soldiers saw Ling Ye so fierce, they were so frightened that they retreated one after another, not daring to step forward to fight.

The squad leader was furious and shouted, "Get out of the way!" Go and put out this fire and see how Lao Tzu cleans him up!"

The soldiers were eager for him to say this, and when they heard this, they immediately retreated to the side, and hurriedly extinguished the fire on the ground, and pretended to shout and cheer in their mouths.

After all, the team leader had two strikes, and he strode forward with great strides and shouted, "Boy, suffer death!"

Ling Ye couldn't run the Xuan Gong at this time, so he didn't dare to take his knife hard, and retreated to the side. The squad leader slashed three times, but Ling Ye quickly dodged away.

The team leader laughed: "It turned out to be a weak chicken with no power to restrain the chicken!"

The squad leader's knife slashed horizontally, and the right rib naturally revealed a gap. Ling Ye no longer dodged, but swooped forward, rushed to the right side of the squad leader, and slashed under his right rib with a backhand.

The squad leader yelled and jumped backwards like a wounded boar. Ling Ye didn't chase after him, only glanced at him, and said coldly: "How does it taste to be cut by a weak chicken?"

The team leader covered his wound and panted, sweating profusely, so painful that he couldn't speak, but his eyes showed a fierce look. Soldiers close to him hurriedly stepped forward to support him and bandaged him with all their hands and feet.

The other soldiers all looked at Ling Ye and didn't dare to step forward for a while.

The two sides were at a stalemate for a while. One of the soldiers standing at the back suddenly felt a tickle in his neck, and a foul smell came from him. He turned his head and saw a rather dull-looking face, very close to him, staring at him with eyes that were not at all angry.

The soldier was startled and hurriedly jumped backwards with a big step.

Now he saw clearly, it was a prisoner, I don't know when he leaned over, and he didn't know how long he had been standing behind him.

Not only this one prisoner, but also the prisoners who had been wandering in the corridor before, also gathered around, staring directly at the group of soldiers in front of them. Some of the prisoners even drooled from the corners of their mouths, as if they were looking at delicious food.

This gaze made the soldiers creepy, and subconsciously raised the sword and shield in their hands to protect themselves. One of them shouted, "Stand back!