Going from a place where slaves were held to a place where warriors were held does not mean an upgrade in treatment. Instead, Ella is taken to death row, which is even darker than prison. It is set up deep underground, and the intersection is closely guarded. Going down the stairs from the intersection, you have to pass through three heavy iron gates to reach the cell. There are no lights along the way, so we can only rely on torches for lighting. As the last iron door opened, the darkness was like a beast that opened its bloody mouth, swallowing up the entire space in one mouthful. The Aztlan soldiers pushed Ella in without any explanation, and then closed the iron door with a bang. Boat
There was no light left. When Ella looked down, she couldn't even see her toes.
"Is anyone there?" she shouted toward the dark place.
A familiar voice from Ella sounded from the depths of the darkness: "King of Sweden, you are finally here."
"Alfred? You knew I was being brought here?"
Ella turned her head towards the direction of the sound. It was also dark there and she couldn't see anything.
"Of course." Alfred's voice came over again, "Knights who win in the duel will be brought here. Those who can win in that situation are a threat to them."
"You don't think I will die in the duel?" Ship
"No. If you die like that, you will no longer be the Ella Cornelius Scipio I know well."
"Why are you just like my group of pirates?" Ella sighed, "I didn't know I was that powerful."
"You should find a place to sit down first." Alfred said, "The ground is uneven. If you walk around casually, you will fall."
The surroundings were completely dark. When Alfred said this, Ella suddenly felt as if she was about to fall. She squatted down and groped on the ground for a while, confirming that there was solid ground around her, and then she sat down with peace of mind.
As soon as he sat down, Alfred's voice came from the opposite side again: "King of Sweden, where are your troops?"
"I walked out of the Southampton forest before I was captured. But if there are three elves on the opposite side, the troops I brought are a bit insufficient - Alfred, where are your troops?"
"As you can see, I can't raise an army now." Ship
"Then you're just waiting here?" Ella frowned slightly, "There are already mountains of corpses outside the city. Moreover, the Black Death has also appeared in England."
While talking, the cell door was opened again. Under the light of the torch, Ella saw a knight with a bruised nose and face being pushed in, and then the cell door was closed again. As soon as Aztlan's soldiers stepped forward, the knight who was pushed in said softly: "King of Knights! I got the thing!"
"Well done, Gareth!" Alfred said, "Light the candles and discuss the next move!"
"Wait a minute! So you have candles?"
As the candles were lit, Ella saw nine people surrounding Alfred, all of whom seemed to be knights. Including the one who just entered the door, there were eleven people in total. The knight who lit the candle smiled apologetically at Ella and said, "We secretly hid this. It only lasts for a short time and will be gone after use, so we can't light it casually until the critical moment. Sorry."
But he saw the knight named Gareth running over, holding his stomach, and carefully shook a small pile of powder from the folds on the inside of his clothes onto a rag on the ground.
"This is it?" Ella asked. Boat
"The incense," Alfred said, "is what the Aztlan people lit in their ceremonies."
Ella was startled. According to the Aztlan people, this incense can make them lose their magic. Under the current circumstances, the value of this powder cannot be exchanged for any amount of gold. She couldn't help but ask: "How did you get this thing?"
"On the duel field, I deliberately rushed to the altar, grabbed the incense burner and used it as a weapon to hit my opponent, and then stole one from the ground during the chaos."
Gareth said it lightly, but judging from the bruises on his face, it was clear he had received a severe beating. It’s hard to imagine that he could have protected this bit of incense from being discovered by the Aztlan people during the beating.
"This way everything will be ready."
Alfred took the candle and shone it on the ground. Then Ella saw a thin layer of soil on the ground in front of him, with a simple map drawn on it. No wonder Alfred told her not to move around randomly, otherwise she might destroy the map.
"This is our current location, the secret prison. And these small circles are the enemy's defensive strength that we have figured out in the past few days." Alfred pointed to the map and explained to Ella, "Here, here, and... There are three places where the Aztlans held captives here. And the weapons depot is here. As long as we can rescue the prisoners in the three places and equip them with weapons, our operation will be half successful. As for those few The Elf level depends on the effectiveness of this incense." Ship
Ella's prediction was correct. The first time she saw Alfred in the duel, Ella knew that he already had a plan to escape. But after looking at the map carefully for a while, she discovered a problem: "Although there is no dedicated garrison force, isn't the Aztlan camp right next to the weapons depot? And there are many guards outside these cells... ...It’s hard to succeed like this, right?”
"That's why I asked where your army is." Alfred said, "This group of Aztlan people are short of manpower after all. As long as your army launches an attack on Winchester, the forces they can use will immediately If you are stretched thin, everything will be fine.”
"So that's it, that is, the inside should be in harmony with the outside!" Ella suddenly realized.
It just so happened that a shout suddenly sounded from above the dungeon: "Enemy troops have appeared outside the city! There are more than three thousand in number! The defense force is not enough, so hurry up and get there!"
The sound was followed by a burst of panicked footsteps, and soon after, the footsteps became quiet. The Aztlan soldiers above seemed to have left.
"So fast?" Alfred was shocked. This timing was a bit bad. Originally, he planned to get the incense first, and then find an opportunity to pass on the specific escape plan to his subordinates in the city who had not been arrested. Now the Aztlan soldiers have left, but without the cooperation of his subordinates, how can he get out of this cell?
Footsteps sounded from above, walking all the way towards the door of the secret prison. Alfred made a prompt decision and tiptoed to the iron gate with a few knights. The remaining knights also blew out their candles and held their breath. Boat
Footsteps came to the iron door, but the iron door did not open. Alfred put his ear against the iron door, trying to find out the other party's movements. Unexpectedly, the owner of the footsteps suddenly shouted in front of the door: "I told you, don't let anyone ambush me behind the door! I finally managed to survive." I can't stand it if I open the Aztlan and stab each one of them as soon as I open the door!"
Ella recognized the voice at once and was surprised and happy: "Master? Is it you?"
