Todd's appearance brought a wave of shouts in the gladiatorial arena.

Many of the spectators in the stands had witnessed his fight, and they all stood up for the rising star in the arena and chanted the nickname "Red Champion" with all their might.

Unlike Concierber, whose face was darker than the bottom of the pot, Queen Maeve straightened up, looked at the lonely figure in the field with interest, and whispered to the attendant beside her, "This is the rumored warrior who 'defeats ten with one'?"

After receiving the squire's affirmative answer, Maeve smiled and applauded, "After a whole morning of tedious performances, it's time for me to watch a real battle." ”

The corners of Concierber's eyes twitched, and his tone was full of contempt and hostility: "Queen Maeve, this is just a clown who deceives the foolish people by his clumsy performance, and today's final battle will allow him to show his true form!"

Todd, who didn't know anything about what was happening on the high platform, looked back at the winch iron gate that was slowly lowered behind him, and nodded slightly to Ackerman and Caspar on the other side of the fence with worried faces.

A moment later, not far from Todd's side, two large iron gates on the left and right also slowly rose.

A group of North Islanders and a group of Plains people came out of the two doorways.

The leader of the two teams was a burly man with a strong physique, a beard tied into pigtails on his chin, and a blue rune painted all over his body, while the other was rickety, with slender fingers, large and small eyes, and a circle of throwing knives hanging from his waist.

"Boss, that North Island man is the 'Split Mountain Giant' Cotton, and that hunchback is 'Cunning Fox' Beson, be careful!"

Ackerman's voice came from behind him, and Todd looked at the number and composition of the two teams on the left and right.

There were 15 North Islanders, all axes and shieldmen, and the Plainsmen had 18 men, made up of shieldmen, spearmen, and archers, and Todd was the only one on his side.

Looking at this strange situation in the field, someone in the audience recalled the 'ten-on-one' battle, and couldn't help but say suspiciously: "Could it be that this time it's the champion of the red to single-handedly take on two teams, right?"

"Moreover, the 'Split Mountain Giant' Cotton and the 'Cunning Fox' Beson are also inside, what kind of gladiatorial battle is this?!"

"It's not fair!"

There was a commotion and boos from the audience, which made Concierber's face even more unpleasant.

But fortunately, this voice of skepticism did not last long. The real enemies of the gladiators, the mystery was soon revealed.

As the iron gate on the other side of the gladiatorial arena rose, an army of hundreds, covered in bright armor and armed to the teeth, marched into the arena with neat steps.

Looking at the large flag carried by the flag bearers in the rear, the conspicuous badge on it made Queen Maeve frown.

She turned her head to Concierge and said with a sneer, "You actually let the royal guards of Ulster come to participate in the gladiatorial fight?"

"Why not?" Concierber leaned back into his chair with a look of pleasure, "It is an honor for these slaves to have the opportunity to fight against my direct army! ”

Fergal, a favored servant standing beside the king, walked over to the railing and gestured to the clerk in the hall.

The clerk nodded understandingly, walked to the audience, and shouted: "In the final battle, the 'Red Circle' gladiators will fight against the Ulster Praetorian Guard, this is a duel of strength and discipline, but also a confrontation between barbarism and civilization!"

Watching the opposing army mimic the Gutello battle formation and slowly unfold the formation, Todd raised his shield and began to move towards the edge of the field, trying to detour from the side to find the flaws in the enemy's formation.

Before he could take a few steps back, his body suddenly slammed into a shield.

Todd looked back, and Cotton was pushing his body with his shield, a malicious smile on his face, "Red Champion, where are you going? ”

Looking around, Todd finally discovers the plot of this fight.

The shield array formed by the gladiators of the North Island, and the phalanx formed by the plainsmen, faintly blocked all of Todd's back roads.

The two teams appeared to be fighting alongside him, but in fact they were pushing him into the enemy's formation.

It's not a fair fight at all, and the two faction leaders who are hostile to Todd, with a gang of diehards, plan to join forces to send this rival who is in the limelight into the abyss of death first.

Just then, a neat roar was heard from the other side of the field, and the Ulster Praetorian Guard raised their shields, spears pointing forward along the gaps between them.

Todd tried to dodge the spears, but his body was pushed forward by his "teammates".

At this time, if he forcibly retreated, Todd would inevitably start a war with the gladiators, and he would inevitably fall into the notoriety of fleeing and attacking his teammates.

After thinking about what was at stake, Todd tightened his shield and spear, and instead of retreating, he broke free from the shield and sped towards the enemy's phalanx.

Cotton looked at the figure in front of him who was running faster and faster, and said dumbfounded, "Is this guy crazy?"

Concierber and Maeve on the high platform stood up from their chairs in surprise as they looked at the brave figure in the field.

All the spectators on the field, looking at the figure that was rushing forward, stopped all the words in their mouths, and didn't even dare to breathe.

Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters...... Todd could already see the astonished look in his enemy's helmet.

With the commander's loud order, the Praetorian Guard's archers attacked first, and more than a dozen hardened steel arrows came quickly, sealing every part of Todd's body.

Someone in the audience screamed, and almost everyone thought that the Red Champion was going to die this time.

Todd's arm hidden behind the shield quietly evolved into a monster form, and a short body used the shield to block most of the arrows. Without giving the archer a second chance to reload, he evolved some of the muscles of his legs into the form of a monster, kicked the ground, his body accelerated again like a cannonball, crashed into the battle formation, split the forest-like spear with his short sword, stepped on the enemy's shield with one foot, jumped into the air with the help of force, and landed directly in the back row of the enemy formation.

Before everyone could react, Todd's dagger slashed and slashed, killing several archers in the back row in a few breaths.

The "Split Mountain Giant" Cotton, who was still in a charging posture, looked at the "Cunning Fox" Beson not far away, and asked loudly, "What should we do?"

The latter knew the meaning of his words, looked at the chaotic enemy formation that was getting closer and closer, and knew that if he retreated or retreated at this time, it would mean death, so he gritted his teeth and shouted: "The original plan is canceled, kill it!"

The two gladiator teams quickly rushed into the phalanx of the Praetorian Guards, taking advantage of Todd's slaughter in the rear formation, and continued to expand the advantage of the battle.

"Your Majesty, your invincible army from the civilized world will soon be defeated by a band of slaves from the wilderness. Queen Maeve said with a smile, smug like a proud peacock.

Concierber's face flushed with anger, and he turned his head to the vizier Fergal, and made a subtle gesture to him.

Fugar looked stunned, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he walked to the king's side, and his voice was so low that it was almost nothing: "Your Majesty, are you sure?"

Concierber looked at the gladiatorial battle in the field, which had completely fallen into a melee, nodded emphatically, and his voice was as cold as iron: "You go and prepare first, I hope we don't need that ......" ()

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