"It's him, it's him, this bastard named Siphax, who dares to plot against your bastard." The sword slave who took the lead immediately pointed his finger and said with a flattering look.

"Thank you for the reminder, but it's useless, because he's the only one in the whole dungeon, and I know him." Leo replied nonchalantly, and then sat down wrapped in his cloak, causing the sword slave to laugh awkwardly.

At this time, Sifax, who had just been whipped by the thorn and covered in blood, raised his trembling eyes, saw Leo sitting in front of him, and then laughed, "I have already said, JL is me, and all Caesar's veterans can be called this title." ”

"I don't care about your titles, I only care about who is behind the plot and the instigation of you, because according to the testimony of General Tellureas, you and Balteas were initially only resentful, but then someone gave you money to incite you to attack the city of Liliba." Leo said, and then held up the paper with the testimony written on it, but Sifax quickly turned his head directly, Leo could only put it down again, and paused, "According to the rebels of the captured twin legions, you and Bideas have successively distributed cash in secret before they started, and each of the rebels was given fifty to one hundred dinars before the fact, and I don't think you and Bitaias will be able to get this money under any circumstances." This is the most powerful evidence that there must be a financier and a commander behind the scenes of the two of you. ”

Siphax laughed with his bloody mouth open, "What's so strange about this, the whole legion wants to take your turn to be your biological mother." We all have a clear price. So that's how the money came together. There is no money at all. As a result, the two gladiators next to him were furious, and immediately struck Sifax in the ribs with iron rods, and for a time the beating was so loud that Sifax's saliva and vomit mixed with blood poured out and flowed all over the ground.

"Stop." Leo said this softly, and a few people stopped, and the sword slave who took the lead stepped forward. Pulling Siphax's shattered face and pulling it up by the hair, he continued to face Leo.

"It's not good for anyone to go on like this, is it? Even so, Caesar's veterans who rebelled were still only a few, and now most of the legions of the country were loyal to our family, and most of the knights, most of the states, and most of the subjects—a new generation had come. And why use the mantis arm as a car? If this continues, it will be like the assassination of Caesar. What tangible benefit can there be in the death of so many innocent people, I am not a person who likes to extract confessions and kill, please trust me and tell me the answer, instead of talking about it senselessly. ”

But Leo's remarks did not make Siphax change his mind at all, he still howled, and cursed non-stop, "Torture! When Leo had said this, he sat down and commanded the sword slaves, who immediately came to their senses, and with steel fists, iron rods, and thorn whips, they beat Siphax with screams and flesh flying.

After a while, Leo exclaimed, with an impatient look, "Don't you have some new and effective solution?" ”

"This!" After the leading sword slave finished speaking, he picked up a long whip with knots, and a metal thorn ball hung on the top, "Come on, let's do it, and we'll tell you to drop a piece of meat!" After saying that, the shadow of the whip flashed, and Siphax, who was caught in the wooden frame, trembled all over, and let out a long suffocating wail, and then the sword slave pulled his hand, and sure enough, the bloody flesh was torn off by the whip in his hand.

"Confess!" Even Leo couldn't stand it anymore, and stood up in a loud demand, then paced a little restlessly.

But when the sword slaves woke up Siphax with cold water, he still smiled, without any intention of yielding, "Let's use this!" The leading sword slave magically appeared before Leo's eyes, a cluster of barbed Parthian arrows, but with a bronze handle welded to the back for easy holding.

Leo sat back down a little dejectedly and waved his hand at the guy, meaning "you can do whatever you want."

"Centurion, look, this thing is a good guy, it was collected by the people who lived after the catastrophe on the battlefield of Calle, as long as you are shot by this thing, even if you are the reincarnation of Hercules, you can't pull it out, because that is definitely worse than death. I got one. Think about it, once I'll use it to pierce the softest part of your body, and that's it! The sword slave made a pulling gesture abruptly, "The barb on this will separate your flesh and bones, destroying a qiē." After saying that, several sword slaves grabbed Sephax's hair again, and hooked the sharp barb of the arrow cluster, "Take a good look, take a good look!" It's too late to regret now, Centurion. Everyone shouted.

But Siphax was still silent, the sword slave who took the lead nodded, and then suddenly, the barb in his hand was pierced into the other party's nose, followed by a piercing shout, which was terrifying, both Siphax's and the sword slave's, the former was caused by pain, and the latter simply had a feeling of venting. The flesh squeaked under the stirring of the barbs, and then the sword slave slowly twitched out, and then showed off in front of his companion, who was also frightened, and said, "His brains are about to be brought out." ”

Seeing that the centurion had passed out under torture again, Leo, who was sweating from exhaustion, was already in a state of extreme anger, and he felt that something in his heart was roaring and waking up in this situation, "What are you still doing in a daze, do you want to move into a couch and sleep with this venerable centurion?" You take turns, whip him five times a time, don't let him die, don't let him sleep, do you hear me! The whip and the flickering of the candle flame soon went on and on, and at first Siphax could still make a whining sound, but gradually all that was left was a faint gasp from his nostrils.

The morning sun cast a little on the dark dungeon along the door above, and the crowing of roosters could be faintly heard outside, and several gladiators were scattered in exhaustion with their instruments of torture, sitting or lying, "If he goes down he may die." The sword slave who took the lead asked cautiously.

"Call the herbalist and put a medicine on him to stop the bleeding, and I want the one that works quickly and is very expensive, and he will be brought back to his senses, and you will continue to fight without interruption - hey, you, if you feel the need, just pull out one of his eyeballs." Leo gasped and stood up, then beckoned and gave a few words to the house slaves who came close.

At noon the next day, when the autumn sun was still scorching, Li Bida made an appointment with the generals and his staff, told the servants to lead many hunting dogs, and drove their horses to the hunting grounds of the valley by Ophelenu, and wanted to hunt to their heart's content. (To be continued......)