Chapter 291: Little hoe swings

Qin Hao greeted the fat man with authentic British pronunciation and American pronunciation respectively, but the fat man did not react, but everyone else looked at him like a fool.

Qin Hao is not a good thing, now he only thinks that the fried fat man looks more and more like a foreigner, although he can't look bright because of his bald head, and there is too much fat on his face, so he can't see his appearance clearly, but he is not afraid of 10,000, just in case, and what if he fails, can he be more embarrassed than Zhao Yun who accompanied the fat man to play a game of throwing stones on the field?

It's normal for English to not respond, the British Empire is actually not many years old, how can there be any British generals in the era of cold weapons, but he can't use English to try any other languages except English.

But it doesn't matter, these days, do you have to master a foreign language to communicate with foreigners? Of course not.

Turn on your phone, find the intelligent translation software from it, enter the Hello option, switch the language one by one and shout at the fat man.

"Anning Hasai" The fat man ignored him, and he was obviously not from Korea.

"I'm afraid you're chicken, wow, even Ha waist Gu pounds your mother to death." hasn't reacted yet, it doesn't seem to be a Japanese national.

"Jumping wine" French did not respond.

"Gutentko" German did not respond.

"Debiot" Russian did not respond.

"Sesim" Arabic also did not respond.

"Boone saved the no" alas? Reflected, this is Italian, it turns out that my buddy is a Roman.

Finding a professional Italian translation software, Qin Hao began to communicate with great difficulty.

Xu is an old acquaintance in a foreign land, it is really not easy to find someone who can act as a translator in this distant eastern continent, and I don't know how this Li Fuyao fooled him in the first place, and the fat man was so excited that he was about to cry.

The fat man is not a stupid person, it's just that the fighting methods he learned are relatively second, coupled with the language barrier, this gives people the impression that he is a second goods, in fact, he is very smart, and when he realized that this was a very important opportunity for him, he immediately stopped fighting with Zhao Yun and muttered to Qin Hao.

Yelu Abaoji's face darkened, and he scolded loudly, but unfortunately the fat man couldn't understand the Khitan language.

"Hello, can you understand me?"

The current translation software is very powerful, it can be translated in a second, "Well, yes, I can understand you, you are very powerful, you should not be a nameless, respected Roman warrior, can you tell me the name of Ni?" ”

"Yes sir, but I am not a Roman warrior, and I hate the title, in fact I am Thracian, and speaking Roman is one of the things I hate the most, can you understand the language of my homeland? & & %*#¥”

"Uh... Unfortunately, no. "To hell, the devil knows if there are any Thracians in the twenty-first century.

"Well, sir, it seems that I can only continue to speak Roman, my name is Spartacus, and I used to be a slave."

“。。。。。”

Spartacus, what a resounding name, even Qin Hao, an ordinary person who knows very little about Western history, has heard of this great name, but ah! Shouldn't Spartacus be the god of war? Big brother, are you really sure you're not funny? Is the legendary king of the arena, the hero who led the slaves of the arena to rebel against the tyranny of Rome and dealt a heavy blow to the Roman Empire?

"That... Excuse me, why are you helping that Yelu Abaoji deal with us? ”

"Oh, there is a goddess who has rescued us, and in return, we are going to help that Mr. Dogskin Hat fight, in fact we are more satisfied with our current life, Mr. Dogskin Hat never abuses us, and gives us a full meal, we can eat as much as we can, let alone kill each other, to fight with lions, to satisfy the perverted viewing of those disgusting Roman nobles**, you see, I have doubled my weight in two months."

“。。。。。。”

Well, it turns out that you are so fat, but it's no wonder, after all, are you a slave, you can't eat enough and don't have enough clothing, I heard that the slaves in the gladiatorial arena live for a month, even if they live a long life, you can imagine what kind of life they lived under the abuse of those barbarians in Rome.

As for this Spartacus comic martial arts, it seems that it is easier to understand, slaves, so they definitely can't ride horses, and the special terrain of the gladiatorial arena is destined to be far more powerful than speed.

As for this strange weapon, there seems to be nothing wrong with it, when watching American dramas, the gladiatorial arena slaves all use two-handed broadswords, how is this possible? You must know that a well-crafted two-handed broadsword, which is a symbol of the status of the Roman military aristocracy, what weapon to use depends on what weapon the Roman nobles want him to use, and the bow and arrow, a weapon that threatens their lives from a distance, is even more unlikely to be given to a slave, because of this buddy's natural divine power, his weapon in the gladiatorial arena is a large stone pier.

"You just said you, that means the slaves in the gladiatorial arena were brought by you?"

"Yes, because I was going to lead the people in a revolt against Roman tyranny."

Therefore, with the luck mentality of trying it out, Qin Hao opened his mouth and asked, "The reason why you helped Yelu Abaoji... Just because he feeds you guys? ”

"Of course, there are a lot of delicious foods, and meat."

“。。。。。” Nima, you are exploiting! The salary is too low, so it's good for such a cost-effective employee to give me a bunch!

Qin Hao asked with a smile, "Are you satisfied just by eating enough?" No, you are the bravest and best warriors, and warriors like you should be nobles, do you know what nobles are? It's not the kind of nouveau riche like Rome, except for eating Hesse nonsense, it's a mess of the relationship between men and women, and the only entertainment life is to watch the gladiators gamble for money, and it's a nobleman who is my Tang Dynasty, how about it? You will have dozens, if not hundreds, of servants to serve you, you will be able to marry a hundred or more very, very beautiful women, you will be able to live in a beautiful and magnificent palace-like house, with a garden of your own, and you will go out and drive a luxurious carriage drawn by eight horses. ”

Spartacus obviously hadn't heard of people living in this way, and his eyes widened and asked, "Do you nobles in the Tang Dynasty live such a luxurious life?" ”

"What are you kidding, where is this, food, clothing, housing and transportation are not the pursuit of my Tang Dynasty nobles, my Tang Dynasty nobles compare poems and articles, you don't understand this, have you ever heard of silk?"

"Ah, you know, you know, clothes that only the best nobles of Rome could wear."

"If you do it with me, each of your brothers will have a horse of silk and satin, as for you, you are a nobleman, do you know how the nobles of my Tang Dynasty wear silk? The same color and style of clothes, we have to wear three sets a day, the morning clothes show the flower bones, the noon show is the big flower, the dusk clothes show the shy half-bloomed flowers, how to look the same, but look carefully is three clothes, nobles, what you want is this egg pain, if you feel bored, you can also raise a group of music groups for you, specifically for you to play alone, what you want to listen to they have to sing and dance, this day, than the Roman emperor is not worse. ”

"This... Is this really a human life? ”

"As long as you nod your head now, you can live like this, how?"