"Do you have to choose gladiators? Let Lao Tzu go, as long as he can get out of this damn place, let Lao Tzu do whatever he wants. ”

After being silent for a few seconds, a Germanic man more than two meters tall with bare shoulders and particularly strong muscles roared loudly like thunder.

The distribution of food here is uneven, and if you can maintain such a size, the strong man must also be a leader in this group of slaves.

Even after a few hundred years, the great gladiatorial arena of the Romans is also famous among the Germanic people, and it is not surprising that strong men can have this guess, and now that the Min people have taken over Rome, this group of self-proclaimed civilized people should be the same.

It's just that listening to his roar, the slaves who were originally surrounded immediately retracted a small half, the gladiators are eating and drinking well, but they are fighting for their lives, maybe they will hang up just after they go out, it is better to be honest and survive here.

The Min people do have a tradition of cultivating gladiators, and there are gladiatorial arenas built next to Fuzhou City, Manila Port in Southeast Asia, Jingshi, and more than 10 important cities.

Although this move is barbaric and bloody, but in Li Jie's view, it is not a clever move of the Romans, in six or seven hundred years, the Roman Colosseum has swallowed the lives of more than five million barbarian gladiators, when Rome was strong, the major barbarian tribes in Western Europe have not developed, because the strong population of men is constantly swallowed by the Roman gladiatorial arena, and the mortality rate is extremely high.

On the contrary, Constantine the Great converted to Christianity in the third century AD, because the early Romans used the gladiatorial arena to punish Christians and let them be eaten by wild beasts.

Li Jie, who sat in a high position, also used this method to consume the lives of the warriors of all walks of life who were originally against him, such as the Shan, She, and Slang people, and these people were gradually assimilated by the Min people, and after the conquest, the main force of the arena became the cannibals that could not communicate at all in Southeast Asia, the barbarians of the Indochina Peninsula who did not pass through the king, and the Alan people and other ethnic groups in the Central Asian steppe, and there were also many free people who became professional gladiators for the high bounty in the arena.

The former is the main force of the invasion of Fujian, and the latter is the great enemy that affects the security of Fujian, and these people are attracted to the arena, and the thieves and hooligan rangers in many places who fight against the government are fewer, or even disappear.

It's no wonder that more and more cities are willing to host arenas.

This stupid big guy is a good seedling of a gladiator.

The business model of the arena is quite similar to the football league of later generations, enough to make money, of course, Zhong Huang is also involved, not without regretful sighs, Zhong Huang immediately hugged his arms coldly and hummed: "Count yourself lucky, the Duhufu has decided to recruit another group of soldiers, those who serve in the army can enjoy freedom, those who make meritorious contributions can get land and noble titles, and if they can carry a knife and kill people, they will go to the door to assemble." ”

"That's right!"

Seeing the Lumba slaves who were almost boiling because of freedom, Zhong Huang suddenly smiled again, and his white tender fingers pointed down casually: "Now there is a chance to make meritorious contributions, who plucked the head of the bastard ball full of feces just now, this girl named him a hundred chiefs, and gave him ten miles of land outside the city of Rome." ”

With a chuckle, Zhong Huang turned around and disappeared into the deep tunnel. Looking at her back, the guy who had just spoken was deeply trembling, turned around in dismay, and quickly waved his hand to the fellow clan around him who had become a little strange with a hippie smile on his face.

"Then, that's the Min people provoking the relationship between us Lombards, you, you won't be fooled, will you?"

didn't speak, but the strong man who was more than two meters old just now was the first to pick up the hoe on the ground......

Even if it is a firing line recruitment, the Fujian Expeditionary Force is still very picky, only 3,000 people were selected from 10,000 slaves, and the rest were locked in the gate, and all the bones were transferred, and the slaves who had no organization for a while were even weaker and more reassuring.

"Hurry up and keep up, you bears, defeated generals, trash, put on military uniforms, and follow Lao Tzu to fight!" Wielding a horsewhip, Chen Zhangming shouted loudly very unceremoniously, and in his roar, the more than 3,000 slave soldiers who were still organized according to the Lombard were docile like sheep, obediently putting on the black standard armor issued by the Fujian State, wearing helmets, and running into a neat group with long knives and short spears.

On the one hand, they were indeed chilled by the Min people in the Battle of Pavia, on the other hand, it was not an unintentional move when Zhong Huang left just now, for the reward of the Min people, there are already people among them who have killed their own clan, if there is any resistance, who knows if there will be someone else holding their heads to ask the Min people for credit next time?

Looking at the strong men of more than two meters who were running at the front, wearing brigade armor and covered in blood, a group of lucky people were particularly chilled.

But they didn't run far, and the cold hearts of these descendants of the Great Northern Forest suddenly became excited again, because following Chen Zhangming's horse, they actually arrived at the city of Rome, and saw the towering walls of the city of Rome that had been broken and collapsed but still stood proudly, and they were really put into it in a dream.

Even after the fall of the Roman Empire, the city of Rome on the Tiber River was still a legend for these barbarians.

As soon as they entered the Roman city gate, Zhong Huang and Chen Zhangming's war horses were stopped again.

"Treasurer Zhong, General, we have gathered enough cardinals to announce the removal of Adéodatus from the cardinal office and excommunicate him, please give the deity a chance."

Escorted by more than a dozen Fujian troops, Eugene I said anxiously with a sweaty head, followed by the fat man of the wine guild who was also anxious and heartbroken, the archbishop Rexinti, the leader of the Roman aristocracy, and a small half of the people who had gathered in the sewers that day.

Who would have thought that these poor ghosts were originally provoked to attack the Min people, but in the end they were pitted themselves, and almost half of the properties of each family in the city of Rome were destroyed, many family members were killed, and a group of aristocratic leaders and rich people are now tearful and repentant, desperately hoping to stop the riots.

Eugene I was lovely, on the one hand, he was unwilling to destroy the traditions of the Holy See, and on the other hand, he had to compromise with the Min State, and in such a short period of time, he really asked him to draw more than half of the cardinals who had the right to vote, and made up enough quorum to remove the cardinals.

Looking at the old man's sweaty appearance, sweat even stuck his gray hair to his head, but Zhong Huang only nodded lightly.

"Got it."

By the Tiber River.

This river, which nurtured the ancient Romans, has now become the boundary river between the Roman mob and the Min people, and the shields of more than 200 elite Fujian soldiers are interlocked with each other to form a tight shield wall, guarding the Min settlement behind them, which is still a mess and black smoke.

Opposite them, there were a mob of tens of thousands of people, holding stones and sticks, staring at each other with fierce eyes, the blood shed in the morning was still fresh in their memories, but the rich wealth on the other side of the river and the scarcity of guards in front of them made the mob ready to move.

"Everyone, there are hundreds of them, defeat them, and the money on the other side of the river is all ours!"

"Kill this group of Min dogs from the Silk Country, everyone has a job!"

Such mutual encouragement came and went, and the mood brewing in the mob became more and more intense, and the black wave that was about to stir up seemed to be ready to flood at any moment.

"Stop!"

But at this moment, the Latin shouts silenced the mob, and more than a dozen bishops, dressed in red robes or white robes, staggered out of the alley on the mob's side.

In particular, the old figure in the front, wearing a triple papal crown and holding a silver-black cross staff, is the most eye-catching.

"Pope!"

Amid the screams, the restless mob gradually calmed down.

After the collapse of the Western Roman Empire, local governments rose and fell in Italy, only the Holy See developed by the Roman Bishop's Office was unchanged, and the citizens of Rome subconsciously regarded the Pope as the political leader of Rome.

Now that Pope Eugene I has appeared in person, the crowd subconsciously shrank back in shock.

Full of disappointment and angry looking at these rioting citizens, Eugene I watched for a full minute, until nearly 10,000 people were silent, and then he waved the wide sleeves of his robes in hatred and steel, and shouted in disappointment: "Christ sacrificed himself for the salvation of the souls of all mankind, so that people can enter heaven and live forever, free from all the troubles caused by diseases and pains, but what about you today?" Greed, violence, killing! ”

"Are you worthy of Christ's salvation? Are you worthy of your own **** night and night prayers and cultivation for so many years? All tribulations are temptations of the devil and tests of God, so why are you willing to fall into hell instead of living in heaven with all your heart on goodness? ”

This remark is completely from the doctrine, the belief concept of the Oriental and the Western is different, the Oriental belief in God is always utilitarian, the Western is addicted to wholeheartedly believe, Eugene I's rebuke is like a lightning strike for many Roman mobs, and some people even knelt on the ground in shock and cried bitterly.

Seeing this scene, Eugene I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hands with compassion again.

"Bishop Adeodatus has been tempted by the devil, and the bishops have collectively agreed to remove him from his position, so that everyone should stop bewitching him, go home in peace, and ask God for his sins, and the merciful God will forgive everyone."

Eventually, the mob was loosened, and the people began to walk back from behind, and Eugene I finally put his heart in his stomach, and staggered to the mob cadres to continue to pacify the other mobs.

But at this moment, a golden light on the other side of the river suddenly stopped the retreating mob.

"Ahh Gold! Those Min people transfer the gold again! ”

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