Late at night, Manda came to the south gate of Jiaoye City and saw a group of disheveled prisoners locked under the city wall by iron chains.

Before seeing their appearance clearly, I smelled the disgusting smell first and was tied up by iron chains for a month. It was so normal to have this smell. Manda had experienced this kind of thing.

What Manda puzzled was why the fifth-level believer of Hercules was locked in chains? He was the one who could break the tree with one punch.

If he had become disabled, Manda wouldn't have planned to waste his time, and just let him fend for himself.

What I worry most is that this powerful general has lost the desire to survive. It would be a pity for abandoning him to have talent. It would be embarrassing to save him and be useless. This is useless.

If you think about what happens in the future, let’s see where he is.

A dark figure curled up in the corner of the wall, and even though he was so thin that he was only a skeleton, he was much stronger than an ordinary person.

Is this you? General Longerson?

Manda stared at the man in a daze, and suddenly heard a soldier shouting, "Who are you? What are you looking at here!"

"Look at what's wrong?" Manda said innocently, "Isn't it just for others to see them?"

The jailer stepped forward and pushed Manda, "I'll see you tomorrow, chop their heads tomorrow, get away now!"

Manda was pushed and almost fell down. He tidied up his clothes, bared his teeth at the soldiers, and disappeared into the night.

Walking into an alley, about three or four hundred meters away from the city gate, Manda leaned against the wall and fell into deep thought.

The person who crouched in the corner was Longgesen, and Manda would not read it wrong.

It seemed like a very easy thing to rescue him, and there were only a dozen soldiers who were guarding the death row prisoners.

Manda can kill all these soldiers in the blink of an eye, and can also ensure that they don’t have the chance to fight back and can’t scream.

But the key to the question is, why did Sheltai put the Longgesen lock here to be displayed?

Just to vent your anger and shock?

Shocking is a very effective management method, and Manda also admits this. Is it too much to use these big-headed soldiers to see Guan Longgesen?

If Longgesen wants to escape, he doesn't have to sweat if he kills these big-headed soldiers.

Even if Longgesen loses the desire to survive, will no one come to save him?

For example, I really want to save him, but I go to save him, and then fell into a trap, either dead or captured alive.

This is a tragedy for Manda, and for Sheltai, it is the most perfect result.

From another perspective, everything suddenly became clear.

There must be a trap under the city gate, which prevents Longgesen from escaping and kills the person who tries to save him.

So Long Gesen cannot save him, at most he will look at him and express his deep condolences for the famous general.

Manda stood under the wall of the alley and did not move for a long time. He wanted to leave, but there was a hint of worry in his heart.

People may change their minds at the critical moment of life and death. Tomorrow is the day when Long Gesen is executed, and the sword and axe are coming. What if the general changes his mind?

If he surrenders to Sheltai, things will be complicated. All the generals under Manda, including Stanley, are not his opponents.

Either save him or leave him here forever, and must not leave him to Sheltai.

"Actually, I still have feelings for him," Manda whispered to himself, "Is this kind of affectionate and righteous act not considered kind?"

Manda stared at her fingers for a long time, but there was no reaction.

Since you have decided to take action, you have to formulate tactics in advance. It is definitely not wise to directly hard steel. You have to find a loyal warrior to take risks for you.

Manda summoned Medusa, and the two whispered in the alley for a moment. Medusa said with a suspicion: "Do you think this person knows the whereabouts of my left eye?"

Manda nodded and said, "This is what the young master Suss said in person. If you don't believe it, you can ask him."

"Then ask him before you."

"This person is about to be executed. If you don't take action now, you will have no chance after a while."

"Really?" Medusa quietly came to the entrance of the alley, looked at the city, turned to Manda and said, "It's just a few ordinary people, you can deal with them without me."

Manda shrugged, "They look so fierce that I'm a little scared when I see them."

"Ph! You thought I would believe this kind of nonsense!"

"If you don't believe it, I don't care about his life or death."

Manda turned around and was about to leave, and Medusa stopped him and quietly pulled off a strand of snake hair.

I almost forgot that she also has her own suicide squad.

...

Longgesen, who was curled up under the city, was awakened by a nightmare. In his dream, he saw the scene of Sheltai massacre his subordinates again.

Those were his only five remaining subordinates, and Sheltai cut off their heads in front of them.

Longgesen was trembling, he couldn't cry, and the tears had already dried up.

In the deep winter, Jiaoye City, which is at the southernmost tip of the mainland, is unbearable for dampness and heat. The thirsty Long Gesen raised his head and asked the commander for some water to drink.

The soldier spitted at Long Gesson, and the saliva hung on Long Gesson's nose.

"Drink! Miscellaneous!" The soldier laughed a few times.

A soldier brought the water bag and said, "Give him a sip. If he is willing to surrender to the Grand Duke tomorrow, he may become a general in the future."

The soldier took the water bag, drank a big sip of water, and spit it on Longgesen's face.

"I'm satisfied this time!" The commander returned the water bag to his subordinates, "Don't worry, the Grand Duke is not here, even if he surrenders to the Marquis, the Marquis will not forgive him!"

Manda heard this sentence very clearly, Sheltai was not here.

As for whether Marquis Jiaoye will forgive him, Manda dare not gamble.

Longgesen licked the water droplets on his face with difficulty. He hadn't drunk water all day. Sometimes, human dignity was so fragile that it was vulnerable.

"Looking at his despicable appearance, is this the general of the royal capital? I think he should give him some urine!"

The soldiers, led by the commander, laughed at Longgesen together, and suddenly heard a death row prisoner shouting: "There are snakes! There are snakes!"

The laughter came to an abrupt end. The soldiers were a little surprised, but not panic. The commander shouted: "Get closer to me and come to me, the closer the better."

Manda could hear this sentence very clearly, and the trap was next to the soldier.

More than a dozen snake hairs crawled towards the soldiers. The soldiers did not attack the snake hairs and did not escape.

When the distance between the snake's hair and the soldier was about thirty feet, Manda vaguely heard a voice: "At this time, everything belonging to the banshee will..."

The voice is too small, and Manda's hearing is so strong, but she can only hear some of the words clearly.

But he could be sure of one thing, this sentence, was the rule of Kronos.

Sheltai is not here, why can we still make rules here?

Is there any other believers of Kronos besides Sheltai?

Medusa also heard some ambiguous words, and she whispered: "It's Poseidon's conch horn."

"What is that? Is it a divine thing?"

"A very precious magical object," Medusa looked nervously at the squirming snake hair. "The conch horn can record a person's voice, and can also record a person's skills, and can be repeated repeatedly."

Manda understood Medusa's meaning, and Sheltai used the conch horn to record his voice and skills. Even if others were not here, he could use the mechanism to trigger his pre-set rules.

When the snake's hair was less than twenty feet long, a thick smoke suddenly rose, and more than a dozen snake's hairs instantly turned into ashes.

Medusa whispered: "I can't fight you anymore. I can perceive that his rules are specifically used to deal with me."

"It's okay, it's my turn." Manda walked out of the alley with a smile.

Medusa dissuaded: "You don't know how many rules he recorded."

"That's okay, just destroy the conch."

"It's hard for you to find it. The conch horn is very small, just as big as the fingertip."

Manda smiled and said, "I think I've found it."

When he encountered danger, the commander ordered the soldiers to move closer to him, and it was obvious that the conch was on him.

The snake's hair was less than twenty feet long before it was burned to ashes, proving that the scope of action of the conch was not too large.

Seeing that the snake's hair had disappeared, the commander hurriedly ordered: "Light the beacon, someone will rob the death row prisoner!"

The soldiers were about to light the beacon when they suddenly saw Manda running towards them.

The commander ordered the soldiers to gather together again. They were very scared, but they were still not panic. It seemed that as long as there were Schertai's rules, they would be sure to win.

Current target: Rescue Longerson.

Alternative target: Kill Longgesen.

Favorable conditions: the enemy is very scared.

Adverse conditions: Do not know the quantity and content of the rules.

Sheltai restricted Medusa, proving that his rules were targeting Manda.

He will definitely deprive Manda of his skills and deprive Manda of his physical talent, making Manda like an ordinary person, unable to even defeat these big-headed soldiers.
To be continued...