Chapter 286: The Great Escape (2) (Page 1/1)

Early in the morning of the celebration, Todd, who was sleeping on a wooden bed, was woken up by a tinkling sound.

Putting on his clothes and rolling out of bed, Todd saw the scene of busy construction in the gladiatorial arena.

A group of Ulster's soldiers, commanding artisans and slaves, installed fences and wooden walls at several entrances and exits of the arena.

After asking someone, I found out that in order to ensure that the security work on the day of the celebration was foolproof, the royal family temporarily decided to strengthen the protection in the "red circle" in case of accidents.

As he munched on rye bread and sat on the patio watching the construction below, Todd made an interesting detail – the fences and bunkers were facing not outside, but inside.

Looking at this posture, it doesn't seem to be to guard against external enemies, but it seems to be to stop attacks from inside the field.

At 8:30 a.m., the square outside the gladiatorial arena was filled with drums, the procession passed through the streets, and the laughter of people singing and dancing was also carried to the "Red Circle" along the wind.

Compared to the bustle outside, the arena was silent, and the gladiators exchanged glances with each other, and even the sound was reduced to the point where it was almost inaudible.

Sitting on the stone platform of the training ground, Todd closed his eyes and his chin rested on his knuckles, like an old monk who had settled down, without the slightest movement.

Ackermann, who was holding a straw pole, walked up to Todd's side, turned his back to him, and said, "All the gates of the gladiatorial arena are sealed, leaving only one main gate for the audience to enter and exit. All the stands and battlements were reinforced with planks and rivets, and the king's viewing platform was even made of iron sheets and stones. ”

Ackerman glanced at the soldiers and guards patrolling the fence and spat on the ground, "Damn, they're going to make this a fortress. ”

Todd sat cross-legged and asked, with his eyes closed, "What did I ask you to inquire about?"

"Oh yes, speaking of which. The gang in the northern faction hadn't seen Lady Pain Deirdre for three or four days. According to the accounts of her cronies, Lady Pain left without even taking the amulet with her, which had never happened before. ”

Hearing this, Todd slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ackerman and smiled: "It must have taken you a lot of energy to get this information, right?"

The latter scratched his head shyly: "A bouquet of flowers, a love poem, three nights...... Also, my back hurts a little bit......"

Todd smiled bitterly and said, "I just hope you still have the strength to complete today's task." ”

"Boss, don't worry about that. Ackerman patted his chest, looking unconcerned.

The long and loud horn sounded, the doors of the gladiatorial arena slowly opened, and the spectators who came to the arena poured into the stands like a tidal wave breaking the embankment.

The gladiatorial craze in the limelight, the spectacular battle performances, and the Kingdom Celebration that had not been held for a long time made the gladiatorial tournament the most watched in history. Tens of thousands of gladiatorial enthusiasts come from different countries, speaking different languages and having different skin tones, just to catch a glimpse of the "Red Circle".

Due to the large number of people, the official had to limit the number of people entering the venue.

After nearly 5,000 lucky people entered the stands, the heavy gates closed, leaving only more people to make noise and cry outside.

The guards and staff of the Colosseum, who managed to bring all the spectators into the seats of the stands, maintained discipline on the spot, looked at the high viewing platform, waiting for the arrival of the real protagonist of the day.

At 9:30 a.m., to the sound of loud drums, King Concierber of Ulster stepped up to the viewing platform.

The king, dressed in a fashionable red suit, walked to the railing of the viewing platform and waved to the thousands of people in the audience, attracting a cheer from the audience.

The royal clerk bowed to the high platform, then walked to the front of the stands and read the king's edict aloud.

"The benevolent and wise King Ulster has decreed that today's gladiatorial tournament is a great event in the kingdom, and all gladiators who perform well and are recognized by the audience will be freed!"

Amid the screams and discussions of the audience, Concierber shook his fat body, walked back to the throne of the viewing platform, and looked at the stunning woman beside him: "Queen Maeve, such a huge gladiatorial match must be rare to see in the Kingdom of Connaught, right?"

The woman in a pale pink light veil, with freshly picked rose petals, gently wiped her nails, and glanced at Concierge angrily, looking too lazy to take care of it.

This amorous glance made Concierbo's body numb in half.

Looking at the woman's delicate and flawless curves, the king swallowed, pulled his clothes down, and bent down without a trace.

As a bell rang, the gladiatorial match at Ulster officially began.

As groups of gladiators took the stage to fight, the atmosphere of the entire venue was pushed to a climax again and again.

The gladiators fought wonderfully, the audience shouted hoarsely, and one person broke away from the center of the vortex and quietly came to the end of the corridor on the basement level.

Reaching out and pushing open the dark, cramped cell, Todd looked around at the furnishings, the grass beds, the stone walls, the mud, all the same as when he first arrived.

Sitting gently on the weeds, Todd looked at the sunlight cast through the high iron windows, listened to the voices echoing in his ears, and leaned his palms into the ground beside him.

A pale yellow, warm luster of stone slowly rose from the earth and rested in the palm of his hand.

Carrying the Amber Stone in his arms, Todd stood up, took one last look at the cell floor, and strode out of the door, leaving only his back vanishing in the darkness.

Perhaps it was the impact of the king's personal promise of freedom, and the gladiators who played today were completely devoid of the ease and comfort of the past. Everyone is like a demon in the abyss of hell, fighting and dying like a beast for a rope hanging from the cliff.

A gladiator armed with a sharp blade kicked his opponent down, threw away his shield, and with a loud shout, stabbed his weapon into the enemy's abdomen with all his strength.

Accompanied by the screams of the dying man, blood stained the battlefield of the two, leaving only the exclamations of the audience.

Looking at the scene that took place in the field, Ackerman lightly scratched his fingers on his wrist, his expression solemn, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Todd's appearance made this handsome young man in his early twenties finally come to his senses.

"Boss, it's almost time for the finale. ”

Todd nodded, put on his armor, picked up his shield and dagger, and picked up a Corinthian helmet with red horsehair, which he slowly put on his head.

"The past belongs to the Grim Reaper, and the future belongs to you. (Chinese)

Ackerman turned his head when he heard this, and asked suspiciously, "Boss, what did you just say?"

"No, nothing. Looking at the winch door slowly rising in front of him, Todd took a step forward into the light.

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