Chapter 236 Death Row

Yun Chen threw off his horse and hid alone among the houses and alleys in the city.

She walked through the Caishikou Square, which was littered with corpses, and approached the death row that only held death row prisoners.

There were two soldiers guarding the prison door. Yun Chen quietly walked over, jumped up, clamped one of them by the neck with his legs, twisted his waist, and broke it beautifully, while at the same time stabbed the other man's throat with a knife.

The set of movements was smooth and agile like a wild leopard, making almost no noise.

Pushing open the heavy and narrow iron door of the death cell, a foul smell of decay hit him in the face. Yun Chen bent down and crawled in, and his vision suddenly became dark.

After a pause, his eyes gradually adjusted to the dim light.

Yun Chen groped forward as quietly as a cat, slowly descending along the slippery, mossy stone steps to the deepest part and arriving at the end of the death cell.

In the dim light, she saw that there was no one in the cell on the right, only a thin, long wooden pillar lying on the ground.

In the cell on the left, a thin figure leaned against the wall, hidden in the thick shadows.

Two ghost-like eyes were piercing through the darkness and looking straight at her.

Seeing that figure was extremely thin, completely different from Yan Shijiu's usual tall and strong appearance, she subconsciously thought:

"Well, it's all in vain."

If Yan Shijiu wasn't here, where would he be? She was worried.

But since we're already here, there's no reason to leave without saving people.

She stepped forward, cut off the lock, pushed open the cell door, and waved inside:

"I'm Yun Chen from the Lion Army. I'm leading the entire city's people to evacuate. Come with me."

The figure did not respond, but just held his knees and tried to stand up with difficulty.

As if he was exhausted, or as if he was restrained by the shackles on his hands and feet, the man moved extremely slowly, and it was difficult for him to take a step.

Feeling that if he continued to dawdle like this, he would be waiting to celebrate his eightieth birthday in this death row, Yun Chen patted his shoulders:

"Come, let me carry you!"

After saying that, she bent down and went through the prison door. When she stood up, her face was right against the man's chest.

She looked up—

The man in front of him was disheveled and had a face covered with stubble. His cheeks and eye sockets were deeply sunken. His familiar thick eyebrows and bright eyes had long since faded away due to weight loss, but he still retained a bit of his childish face.

She stared with eyes wide open and screamed:

"Yan Nineteen! Yan Nineteen? Is it really you?"

Yan Shijiu chuckled, took half a step forward, and suddenly his feet went soft, and he fell towards Yun Chen.

Yun Chen was thrown onto the damp and rotten straw couch, and felt that Yan Shijiu's body was so light that it was just a bag of bones.

"Xiao Yunyun, you finally came to save me..." Yan Shijiu's voice was hoarse and weak, and he didn't even have the strength to say another word.

Yun Chen helped Yan Shijiu sit up and hurried to cut the shackles on his hands and feet.

When the shackles were removed, Yun Chen saw that his wrists and ankles were covered in blood and flesh, all caused by the shackles.

Looking around this small death cell, there was nothing there except a dirty and smelly toilet, a rotten and damp straw couch, and a kerosene lamp covered with thick grease.

Ever since the Black Scale Cavalry broke into the city, Yan Shijiu has been imprisoned here as a captured general, without seeing the sun for a full six months, living a life worse than death.

Yun Chen felt uncomfortable watching this, "Yan Shijiu, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Yan Shijiu gently waved his hand, "Let's not talk about this for now." He licked his cracked lips and asked, "Did you bring water?"

Yun Chen touched his waist and said, "I didn't bring it."

"Did you bring any food?"

"No."

"Do you have any ointment to stop bleeding or relieve pain?"

"Um... I didn't bring it either..."

Yan Shijiu took a deep breath and was choked to the point of being speechless.

Yun Chen scratched his head embarrassedly, "I brought an extra dagger, can I give you one?"

Yan Nineteen smiled helplessly and said:

"No need. I don't have the strength to commit suicide now."

Seeing Yan Shijiu still had the energy to tell jokes, Yun Chen knew that he would not die for a while, so he hurriedly half-carried him out of the prison and asked casually:

"Are you protecting Wan Chen?"

Yan Shijiu weakly pointed to the cell next door.

Yun Chen squinted his eyes carefully and realized that the thin and long thing on the ground was not a wooden pillar, but Wan Chen, who was starving to death and almost looked like a human.

"Oh my god! Wan Chen! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't realize it was you! I was wondering why there was a pillar in the prison!" Yun Chen quickly rescued the light-hearted Wan Chen.

Yun Chen tried to hold Yan Shijiu and Wan Chen on both sides.

Wan Chen avoided her support, saying he didn't need it, and walked forward slowly, his steps as unsteady as a wandering ghost.

Yun Chen said, "It's already this late, don't worry about the gender distinctions. Wan Chen, let me help you walk!"

Wan Chen didn't have the energy to speak, he just shook his head slightly and insisted on leaving.

Looking at Yan Shijiu and Wan Chen, who looked like they hadn't eaten for eight hundred years, Yun Chen sighed:

"Black Scale Cavalry, these beasts, don't even give you food?"

"I gave it to you." Yan Shijiu paused, "But I don't eat my compatriots."

After just two sentences, Yun Chen understood instantly.

It should be that Jiao Zuotai used the same moves he had used to try to tame her on Yan Shijiu and Wan Chen.

He was kept alive by two mouthfuls of dry biscuits and raw water, and then human flesh was brought in every day as a temptation.

Jiao Zuotai is used to using food to undermine people's willpower and attack the weakest parts of human nature.

It’s a pity that there is Yun Chen in front and Yan Shijiu and Wan Chen behind.

Each of them is of strong character, and would rather die than live in disgrace.

Yan Shijiu is even more determined than Yun Chen.

Yun Chen was once trapped in the Black Scale Cavalry Camp for only a few days.

But Yan Shijiu was held captive for a full six months.

What kind of determination and moral sense can enable him to stick to the bottom line of being a human being and refuse the temptation of food again and again?

Yun Chen could completely empathize with Yan Shijiu's pain and torture, and admired him from the bottom of his heart. He held Yan Shijiu firmly and quickened his pace:

"Yan Shijiu, hold on! Let's fight our way out together. I'll treat you to a drink at the Lion Army's camp!"

Yan Shijiu bent over and leaned on Yun Chen's shoulder, his chin resting on the top of her head.

Yun Chen didn't notice, but Yan Shijiu knew clearly:

This was the first time he was so close to her.

"Yan Shijiu, why are you getting heavier? Are you about to faint?" Yun Chen felt that it was getting harder and harder to carry the weight. He looked at Yan Shijiu's expression and saw that he was pale and weak, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth for some unknown reason. He didn't look like he was about to faint.

There was no other way, Yun Chen had to use all his strength, changed from carrying to hugging, and took Yan Shijiu out of the dungeon.

The original plan was to steal a horse and take Yan Shijiu away from Guying City.

But now there is Wan Chen. Just now in the death row, the light was dim and Yun Chen didn’t see Yan Shijiu and Wan Chen clearly.

Now that they had walked out of the death row, Yun Chen realized that the two of them were extremely miserable.

Not only were they unkempt and looked like savages, and their bodies were skin and bones, but their wrists and ankles were worn out by the shackles and the bones were visible. There were also many wounds on their bodies from torture, which was simply horrible.

Given the two of them's current condition, it's impossible for them to follow her out of Guying City.

I heard the sound of a horn coming from the direction of the city gate, which should be the main force of the Black Scale Cavalry returning to the city.

Once the Black Scale Cavalry sees that the city is empty and all the people have been rescued, they will be furious and search the city.

So, now she must find a place to hide with Yan Shijiu and Wan Chen. It would be best if they could hide for two or three days until the two of them recovered some strength.

"Is there a place now that is unlikely to be visited by the Black Scale Cavalry, and which has food, clothing, and simple medicines?" She thought and searched quickly, but could not think of a place in Guying City that was so perfect.

Yan Shijiu and Wan Chen looked at each other and said in unison:

"Brothel."