The rebel soldiers who drank the wine, even if they wanted to repent, had no chance, and the soldiers who surrounded them quickly disarmed them. Who can guarantee that their temporary conversion will not be for the sake of this wine?

The enemy's defenses were broken down in an instant, and now there was not a single soldier on the way to the Doge's Palace, and Luga took the lead and strode forward with a scepter, followed by a large number of soldiers.

I saw a ragged man standing outside the door of the governor's palace, holding this broken iron sword, and the clothes on his body were torn to the ground one by one because of the fight. It was covered in blood, his eyes were red, and his chapped lips were covered with white dead skin, and he didn't have a good night!

Luga could see that the clothes he was wearing were not ordinary materials, and the complicated patterns were secretly telling Luga all the time that this guy must not be an ordinary person.

"Hey, do you know who he is?"

Luga turned around and asked the leaders of the gang behind him, large and small, who had been following him all along.

"Bill, Barbarian Bill."

One of them timidly whispered to Luga, "He is the ruler of Agrippena, at least not before, and not now." ”

In this case, it is not difficult to see how notorious this barbarian Bill really is. Looking at his fierce appearance, there was a dangerous aura all over his body, which made people dare not approach him half a step.

But Luga knew that he was now just a seriously injured "lion", and even if his expression was ten times more fierce, it could not hide his current state of being extremely weak and even a weak old man could match it. Lu Jia, who had seen through everything, was naturally completely afraid, and he was not afraid of this tall barbarian.

"I heard that you are one of the commanders of the Bagunda rebels who captured Agripana, and you are indeed a rare man." Luga came to him with a smile, and his mouth turned out to be praising him, which made this barbarian strong man puzzled for a while, Bill looked at him with a puzzled expression, he couldn't understand what the Roman man in front of him who was a head shorter than him meant by this? Is it to please him? How is it possible, the barbarian Bill is accustomed to flattery, and now he is nothing but a loser in front of this Roman, and the victor flatters the loser, what does this mean?

"You've lost, you've lost completely, surrender, it'll make your death more enjoyable!" Unlike the average soldier, Luga asked Bill to surrender, not to recruit the barbarian, but to kill him.

Bill was speechless, his throat was so dry that it was about to smoke, his hoarse voice could barely express what he wanted to say now, he pursed his chapped lips, and finally squeezed a little phlegm out of his throat and spit at Luga's feet.

"Looks like you've made your choice." Luga smiled at the barbarian Bill's blatant taunts, seemingly unfazed by its influence. He held the scepter in his right hand, and the golden head of the scepter kept beating against the palm of his left hand spread upwards. Luga's eyes were fixed on the barbarian Bill, and the barbarian Bill was even more refusal, he had a pride in his bones, probably because the flattery from the mouth of the lowly woman made him naively think that the men of Rome were all such vulnerable and lowly goods. Of course, he puffed up his chest and looked down at Luga, relying on his own tall man, looking down at Luga, and his expression made an unstoppable haughty appearance, as if he did not take the Roman in front of him in his eyes at all.

"Well, it seems that you are ready, and I will let you die with dignity as well." I saw Lu Jia's eyes kick and shake out a sentence: "Maybe I don't choose that!" ”

"Brush!"

He heard the cloak fluttering in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, Kung Fu Luga had already flashed from where he was standing to the side.

"Damn!"

Bill couldn't help but exclaim, and hurried to find Luga's location, he didn't dare to slack off, dragging his tired body to stand up with the broken sword and want to parry Luga.

"Bang!"

Luga flashed to Bill's side, and he waited for Bill to turn around, then kicked him three inches below his navel.

"Whew!"

The barbarian Bill screamed, and his whole face instantly turned red, and he couldn't bear the pain, and the whole person curled up together