"Naturally, we want to thank the adults for their kindness!"

Luga's promise was like a reassuring pill, making the leader of the former Bagunda rebels who was willing to submit behind him secretly breathe a sigh of relief in his heart. They may have been accustomed to being deceived when dealing with Roman nobles, but this time they were so readily agreed, and they couldn't accept it at once, and it took some time to relieve them.

Lugar led his guards and his companions, surrounded by soldiers, into the city gates and climbed the walls. He stood at the top of the doorway, quietly watching the soldiers pour into the dark streets and disappear without a trace.

"That's it." "Let's be here and wait patiently for their openings," Luga said. ”

In order to wait for such a moment, Luga also prepared a wine glass, and the soldiers behind him poured a glass, and the soldiers poured it with wine, and they stood at the head of the city and waited patiently.

Finally, the noise of the night resounded in the city where only the outline could be seen, and the whole body was instantly filled with fear and screams.

"Boom!"

There was a violent explosion, and the sky-high flames lit up the entire city in that instant, probably because someone had ignited the oil drums that had piled up. The flames were higher than the houses, and the flames burned fiercely, and the sky-high flames were particularly dazzling against the background of the night, and hordes of Roman soldiers with iron swords and torches rushed through the streets like torrents. The rebel soldiers patrolling the streets were hacked to death by swords in a matter of moments before they came to their senses. The moment they fell, they would not have believed that the heavily guarded gates had been quietly opened by the Romans.

The hotel in the city of Agripina, which was where Luga was discriminated against before the war, of course, is not a gentleman, not a husband. Lu Jia doesn't think he is a saint with great morality, and he naturally wants to eradicate this place that left him with a psychological shadow. Luga asked all the soldiers to focus on this place, and the meaning of this was naturally self-evident. Luga believes that there are a large number of rebel soldiers and a group of people whom Luga calls "nasty people", and Luga wonders if these haters, who think they are noble barbarians, are still doing their jobs inside? Now it's just that the object of their service has changed from a barbarian to a slave who has just turned over, but I don't know how big the psychological gap is, but they won't feel dissatisfied, because who will not be happy with money?

The music never stopped, and soon another group of musicians picked up, and the music made the entertaining guys unaware of the danger. A lot of tired drunkards hook up their shoulders in twos and threes, but it is better to say that they are supporting each other. Humming a lewd song, he staggered towards the dark street in front of him. Until they disappeared into the darkness, the loud song abruptly stopped.

The inn is, after all, a lively place, where music blinds reason and wine indulges desire. In this land of right and wrong, security is indispensable. The endless fighting brought about by the Ba Gouda movement has drained the last bit of mercenary blood in this province. The only way to avoid troublesome bastards is to let the sober guy be a temporary security guard.

Of course, who would be willing to endure the lively scene behind them to maintain law and order, these guys naturally have a lot of opinions, but they are helpless, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, they endure the pain for a while, and then they will change people and laugh at others.

"Oh, it stopped, I didn't expect these guys to be able to clearly know that their singing is ugly!" The "security guard" of the guard couldn't help but complain as he looked at the darkness, and the sound stopped to make him breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Finally, he didn't have to bear the stench of alcohol and vulgar words, and this "security guard" had a comfortable look on his face.

"Help, help......"

There was a low sound in the darkness, so small that it looked like the man who was calling for help must be very weak. The faint sound came from the darkness, and in the face of this noisy shout and the music was the sound of mosquitoes compared to thunder.

"Huh?"

The "security guard" inadvertently saw the figure walking out of the darkness in the boredom.

"Hey, if you lost something, you came back to look for it, you drunkard." Seeing this figure slowly approaching, the "security guard" couldn't help but shake his head, but when the firelight illuminated the whole person, the "security guard" was stunned.

The reason why this man walked was because he was covered with wounds of all sizes, large and small, which were bare, and the flesh inside turned out, and the blood covered his whole body, making him look like a bloody man. On that red face, a pair of eyes stared at the "security guard" blankly, and trembling lips kept repeating "Help, help!" ”

"What is this, what is this?"

In the face of this bloody man, the "security guard" could no longer calm down, he couldn't help but retreat, and beckoned other "security guards" not far away to surround him.

"Hey, friend, how are you?"

One of them mustered up the courage to ask the bloody man, who stopped and looked up so that they could all see his hideous face. There were two obvious tear stains on his blood-red face, and the tears were still flowing down the corners of his eyes, but he was still muttering in his mouth: "Help, help!" ”

"What's going on, who are you fighting with?"

A "security guard" plucked up the courage to step forward and wanted to find out, because the bloody man had already attracted a lot of attention. There were still a lot of officers entertaining in the hotel, and if this bloody guy spoiled their nature, I am afraid that these "security guards" would not be able to eat and walk around.

"Whew!"

The bloody man jerked up, and a silver spear tip appeared on his chest.

"Oh my God!"

The "security guards" were frightened by this, and they involuntarily took two steps back, their eyes wide as they watched as the little remaining bloody man who had lost his life force slowly fell, and the man who had been killing behind his back appeared in front of them. It was also covered in blood, but not a drop of this blood belonged to him, and the man was dressed in chain mail, stained with blood, silver and red, with that hideous expression, like a life-reaper from hell.

"Ahh

First of all, the female screamed, which was especially piercing in this cheerful scene.

"Brush Brush ......"

Countless black shadows flew out of the darkness, piercing the chests of the security guards in mid-air for a split second. It was the pike used by the Romans, and soon, in the darkness, a second wave of pikes swept in, and under the pike, there were no men and women, no innocent and damned, only the unlucky and the lucky, and soon this joyful scene of pleasure was about to turn into a bloody massacre.

The men and women on the periphery screamed and ran towards the hotel gates, when a large number of torches appeared in the dark streets on all sides, and hundreds of Roman soldiers appeared in front of them as if they had fallen from heaven!

"Kill them!"

"Phew! Phew! Phew! ”

At the officer's command, the Roman soldiers shouted three times, like the rumbling of war drums, which instantly muted the musical instruments in the hotel and blocked the mouths of everyone present.

"Boom ......"

A large number of chaotic footsteps rang out outside the hotel, drowning out all the howls and screaming and carnage. People kept falling along the way, and the people inside the hotel took advantage of the situation to seal the gate, and the people outside could not enter, so it was naturally a merciless massacre.