Warlord of Chaos

Chapter Two Two Chapter Prisoners

Han Jinyuan thought that the territory of the Black Crow City should be very desolate. After seeing it with his own eyes, he knew that he was wrong. There are other places, and there are also here.

The only difference is that the sky here is very bleak, you can't see the sun, you can't see the starlight, no matter when you look up, you can only see a layer of clouds like lead, the color of the color is somewhat different. It’s gone.

Around the towering castle, there are neat rows of wheat fields. Han Jin feels very strange. It is reasonable to say that the lack of sunlight is not good for the growth of plants. Why is the wheat here so prosperous? It is a pity that when he was not studying botany, his figure slowly sank.

Time is not long, Han Jin drilled out from a grass, this is obviously a cell, the air is dirty, rancid, there is a closed iron gate in front, there is a strong iron window behind, there is a person who can't see how old it is. Being nailed to the wall is nailed, not hanging! Two iron-clad nails pierced the palm of the man and penetrated deeply into the wall. The man opened his hands and was fixed into a large character. Oddly, his palm did not bleed, at the palm of his hand. The muscles have turned grayish black, and there are a few small dots in the activity. Han Jin fixed his eyes and saw that his face could not help but the white spots turned out to be a few locusts.

When Han Jin got out, the man also raised his head. However, Han Jin still couldn’t see the other person’s appearance. His hair and beard were too long, and he was entangled in his face and body. Like a hairy monkey, the only thing that can be seen clearly is a pair of sharp, knife-like eyes, but only for a moment, the eyes become different, become extraordinarily turbid, have no focus, and seem to be a poor one, and will be wooden. The old man was on the street and staring at the sky.

"Hey..." Han Jin put his index finger in front of his lips. He just wanted to go to the iron gate. Suddenly a scream of screams came in and shocked Han Jin.

He came to scout the enemy's situation. He had already prepared himself for the accident. He shouldn't be shocked by anything, but the voice was too strange and too harsh.

Han Jin posted it at the iron gate and immediately bounced a small black beetle.

Han Jin had nothing to say, and the dull turned around. The prisoner saw Han Jin’s sullen expression and whispered: "That is the abyss."

"What?" Han Jinyi.

"That is the abyss enchantress, the most favorite thing to do is to beat and swear, their physique is very strong, in the abyss creatures, second only to the vampire, looks good, not inferior to the elf, a hundred abyss enchantress, enough to meet The desire of 10,000 soldiers, but on the other hand, 10,000 soldiers may not be able to satisfy the desires of a hundred abyss enchantress..." The prisoner’s voice sounded extraordinarily old: "Oh, people say that Zaguned is not evil." In fact, this is a bit embarrassing to him. Zaguned and his soldiers are only responsible for destruction and never do anything else."

Han Jin stared at the prisoner and couldn't speak.

"What? Is it because I know too much and is surprised?" The prisoner said in a self-deprecating tone.

"No, it's because you still laughed at this time." Han Jin understood that he accidentally bumped into a big man. He didn't want to disturb the residents of Nuremberg in the past. He couldn't ask anything valuable from the mouth of the residents. Things came, so he put the goal in prison. The enemies of the enemy are their own friends. In this spirit, he thinks it is easier to find like-minded people in prison. I did not expect that I encountered a person who is very ordinary and has no ordinary conversation.

"What about not laughing? Cry?" The prisoner said slowly: "Are you a Bentomin? Or a holy city? Is it... Are you ready to attack the Black Crow City?"

Han Jin couldn't use words to describe his inner horror. He looked up and down the prisoner and whispered: "Who are you? How do you know?"

"Since I failed to assassinate Zagunede, he will come to see me every once in a while. Now that I have not seen him for many days, I can give up this kind of fun. He should be very busy?" The prisoner talked about Zaguned, and his tone suddenly became cold: "There is a little guy like you who, despite the threat of dark enchantment, rushed here, knowing that Zaguned and Caroline are definitely not here. What about Nuremberg?"

"Little guy?" Han Jin smiled. He always disliked the old and old people, not to mention the fact that he is standing on the strong side, and there is no need to sell anyone's face.

"I am also a human being. Now I am over seventy years old. Is it too much for you to call a little guy?"

"Well... old gentleman, how do you know that we are going to attack the Black Crow City?" Han Jin smiled, and since the other party is getting old, he is not good enough to continue to care.

"Black Crow City is not a good place. Even the caravans are rare. What do you do? Send it to death? Here, I rarely see raw faces, you appear very awkward, and at first glance it is sneaky. I’m so uneasy, think again that Zagunede has been missing for a long time, so I’m just guessing it.” The prisoner whispered: “Little guy, are you free? Tell me about the outside world. ......" At the end of the day, there was a hint of pleading in the tone of the prisoner.

"You don't think I should save you first?"

"No need for it, I was completely detained here for ten years. My vindictiveness and body have already begun to shrink. It is also a waste of people to save. Instead, I have to alarm those guys." The prisoner sighed softly: "As long as you I am very grateful to you for talking to me about the outside."

"What do you want to know?"

Unexpectedly, such a simple sentence even asked the prisoner, his hair and beard were shaking slightly, stunned for a long time, and finally sighed a long sigh: "Ten years..."

"Right, I still don't know your name. Do you have family and friends?" Han Jin knows very well that Zaguned pays so much attention to this prisoner. His origins are definitely not simple.

"Forget it, I suddenly... I don't want to ask anything." The prisoner said in a bitter voice: "Little guy, let me talk about you, where are you from?"

"Can you change a name? I am a little uncomfortable." Han Jin frowned, thinking that at the beginning, he was the little man called the little guy, now I hear the same title, my heart will be comfortable is strange: "I Called Raphael."

"Well, Mr. Raphael, where are you from? What are you doing here?"

"I am coming from Beit League."

"Bet League? How does the Bertel League have the power to attack the Black Crow City? Is it... Conrad led the Rapids to fight out?"

"Not a Conrad Knight, the Conrad Cavaliers died two years ago." Han Jinyi said: "Do you know him?"

"How old is he? Just over forty? How can you die?" The prisoner asked in a shocked tone.

"Because he is too tired."

The prisoner was in silence, and he gave a long sigh for a long while. The long sigh was full of sorrow and grief, but his hair and beard were already comparable to the mask, which played a very good protective role. Han Jin could not see his expression.

"So... Mr. Raphael, are you coming to Nuremberg to destroy the city defense of Nuremberg?"

"I don't have such strong strength yet, just come over and scout." Han Jindao.

"Reconnaissance, yes, I just saw that you can drill out from the ground. Is that magic?"

Han Jin smiled and did not answer.

"If you have this ability, everything becomes simple. The soldiers here are mostly abyss races. They are not afraid of attacks from the ground, so they built the defensive magical array underground." The prisoner narrowed his eyes to the iron Look out the window: "Do you see the huge statue in the center of the city? The following are all empty. You can go there and think about it. However, it is best to wait until the army calls, otherwise you will be alone. There is no way to destroy the magic array. Even if it is destroyed, they have a way to fix it."

“Are you familiar with Nuremberg?”

"Very familiar? Hehe... Even if I close my eyes, I know every corner of the city."

"I just watched it for a long time outside and found this defense of Nuremberg... It doesn't seem to be very strict." Han Jindao: "Old gentleman, how many fighters do you think can be taken to attack Nuremberg?"

"It doesn't matter. What's important is that you are sure that Zaguned and Caroline and Betty are not in Black Crow City?"

"They are definitely not there. Even if they know what is going on here, they can't get back to support."

"It's easy. If you can destroy the magic array, thousands of fighters can capture Nuremberg."

“Oh?” Han Jin glanced at the prisoner: “I am leaving, old gentleman, do you really need me to help?”

"No, huh, huh... little guy, no, Mr. Raphael, you can care for me and prove that your heart is good, but this is not an advantage."