Noisy shouts, roars like beasts sounded above the sand, the ground was covered with warm blood, and the crisp sound of cold weapons was constantly coming, and not far away, there were vaguely several figures fighting for their lives. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Where am I?"

Zhang Ce opened his hazy eyes, but was frightened into a cold sweat by the scene in front of him.

It wasn't a dream or a hallucination, because the sand beneath him was so real, the shouts of the crowd were like a storm, and the heart-rending pain above his head.

Feeling like you're hurt? Oh no, it's really hurt.

Zhang Ce subconsciously touched the place where the sharp pain came from, and in the next second, a moist and warm breath came from his fingertips, but the viscous liquid was like blood, yes, it was indeed blood, because Zhang Ce immediately smelled the pungent smell of blood, and almost the entire venue was filled with this smell.

Slowly got up and cast his eyes on the top of the sand field, the sun spilled into his eyes blindly, but Zhang Ce, a college student, could still clearly see the surrounding buildings and crowds.

Oh! It's an arena.

Shocked by the sudden scene, Zhang Ce struggled to remember when was the last time he was awake? University dormitory! The last time I still remember it was in my dormitory, when all my roommates were asleep, and I was still in front of the computer, frantically playing the game called "Rome 2 Total War......

Do you wake up and travel back in time to the history of ancient Rome?

Zhang Ce was taken aback by his ridiculous idea, but the scene in front of him was so real, flesh-and-blood gladiators, crazy screaming spectators, and this huge amphitheater, everything in front of him was like a real display of the ancient Roman world.

The most important thing is that the injury on the top of his head is so real, the blood is flowing down the top of his head, and there is a trace of warm breath.

All kinds of signs show that as a standard otaku in the 21st century, Zhang Ce accidentally traveled to the ancient Roman society more than 2,000 years ago, and at this moment, he is standing in the blood arena, the most cruel and terrifying killing place in the ancient Roman world.

Inside this ornate building, a brutal feast of slaughter is taking place.

As gladiators, there was no other choice but to kill each other in the arena to survive, and to pray for mercy from the audience, what a ridiculous idea that they came to this building to see the scene of blood splattering. And now, Zhang Ce has to face a group of fierce and bloodthirsty Thracian gladiators.

The reason why he knew that the other party was a Thracian gladiator was because Zhang Ce was still interested in the history of the Roman Empire during his college years, and he had read a lot of history about this ancient human country in the library, and he had a certain understanding of the panorama of the empire.

Standing in front of Zhang Ce at this moment were several Thracian gladiators armed with daggers and small square shields. They were called Thracian gladiators, because among them there was once the king of the great slave rebellion - Spartacus. And at that time, when Spartacus entered the arena, it appeared with such equipment.

Now, a fierce battle was going on ahead, and several Thracian gladiators apparently didn't notice the identity of another fishing fighter who was slowly rising up at the edge of the field, that is, Zhang Ce's identity after crossing.

Looking at the corpse beside him, thinking of the injury to his head, Zhang Ce quickly guessed what had just happened to his body - a group of murderous Thracian gladiators surrounded several fishermen who made a mistake and slaughtered them in a corner, and the innermost fisherman fell to the ground and fell unconscious after being hit in the head. The other fishermen around him fell to the swords of these Thracian gladiators.

Then there is no doubt that he is the fisherman who escaped by chance.

And now, the Thracian gladiators are staring at another group of ferocious sword and shield warriors, it seems that this gladiatorial fight itself is a killing, a killing of the Thracian gladiators, but the previous plot may have been reversed, and several Thracian warriors who were trapped in the beast fight fought their way out, first killing the most threatening fishermen, and now they are targeting those strong sword and shield gladiators.

After figuring out the current situation in front of him, Zhang Ce had to make a choice, either pick up the trident on the ground and plunge it into the enemy's chest like a bloodthirsty beast, or stand here and wait for the group of Thracian gladiators to kill the only remaining sword and shield gladiators on the field, and then rush up and stab themselves to death in a pool of blood again.

But I'm a college student who has no power to tie the chicken, don't say that I kill people on weekdays, I don't even dare to kill chickens, but now, I have to face such a terrifying enemy with real swords and guns. You know, in the arena, either you die or I live, and there is not so much pity and sympathy.

At the scene, the shouts of killing were endless, and the shouts of the audience were like the carnival of beasts, and every time the gladiators were injured and bleeding, they could cause a wave of applause on the field.

This savage game.

Zhang Ce's rise quickly attracted the attention of the other Thracian gladiators in the center of the field, who seemed to them to be less of a threat than the Fishermen. That trident has become the key reason for the Thracian gladiators to target themselves at this moment, and it has also become Zhang Ce's life-saving weapon.

If you don't fight, you die!

In the next second, when a Thracian gladiator pounced again, Zhang Ce closed his eyes and stabbed the halberd out of his hand with all his might. Maybe people will always make some crazy life-saving actions when they are in the most critical situation, and Zhang Ce doesn't know where he got the courage to raise the bloody trident.

And the savage Thracian gladiator obviously didn't expect that the fisherman who was still stunned there just now would suddenly raise his halberd, and in an instant, the Thracian strong man who had already pounced and had no time to dodge was so tragically inserted into the bloody halberd.

The halberd pierced the Thracian gladiator's abdomen, the iron spearhead pierced out of the back, and blood gushed out from the broken wound, and a few drops even spilled on Zhang Ce's face.

Encountering such a terrifying scene just after crossing, Zhang Ce was almost paralyzed by fright again. Both feet trembled, almost unable to support the weight of their bodies.

The hot breath from his mouth condensed in the air and turned into a pile of white mist, it was obviously the beginning of winter, and all the gladiators were still wearing short sleeves and leather armor.

The battle continued, and thankfully, the battle ended in victory for the Sword and Shield Warriors and the Fishermen. And those Thracian gladiators who fought bravely ended up pitifully reduced to a cold corpse.