Li Bida stepped on the tired corpse, crossed the gap, and arrived at the palace of Mithridates, which is a cave hidden behind the wall, built by the mountain, the stone steps go up, and the two sides are all white marble piled up, exquisite halls, temples, and sculptures. But these buildings, which symbolized the glory of the "King of the Black Sea", were now brutally slaughtered and looted by the victors, the Romans.

Everywhere there were flames sticking out their tongues, and by the pools, on the steps, lay the corpses of men and women, priests, slaves, and court maids, all now indiscriminately cut off their limbs and heads by the Roman soldiers.

On the edge of a beautiful Ionian colonnade, Li Bida saw a Roman soldier fighting bravely ** a beautiful court maid, the woman's blouse was torn, the skirt was completely lifted, one hand supported the pillar, the other hand covered her mouth in humiliation, tears flowed, half-hunched, hips towering, held by Roman soldiers with both hands, like a wild dog copulating the "short sword" under the crotch repeatedly pierced.

When Li Bida passed by, he saw the palace maid staring sideways, looking at the corpses of several female companions at his feet in horror.

After wrapping the cloak tightly on his body, Li Bida could only hurriedly get out of the palace maid's sight and continue to walk forward, he understood what the fate of the palace maid would be after being **.

The centurion stood in the small square where the temple and the palace intersected, where the soldiers had piled up the looted things, and several centurions beside him were beating a fat man dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a wooden stick wrapped in thorns, and in a moment, the fat man could still wail and shout something before Li Bida came, and in a short time he could only spit blood foam, like a pile of rotten meat, and only bubble out. When the centurion saw Li Bida and another slave who could speak Greek, his first sentence was full of surprise: "Where are you from the pig slave?" It turned out that in the melee just now, he didn't have time to see Li Bida's East Asian appearance, so he was naturally a little curious now.

"From farther afield in West Asia, sir." Li Bida replied.

After the two soldiers who came with Li Bida finished their military salute to the centurion, they joined the plundering procession with all their might, and the centurion did not show any greater interest in Li Bida's origin, he pointed to Li Bida and the two of them, and then pointed to the fat man on the ground, and said: "Those who can speak Greeks are poor people, either pigs and slaves, or sissies, or eunuchs who have no words, and now you have to thank me Highbrida, and you can now sympathize with each other and talk about philosophical topics!" ”

It turned out that this fat man was a eunuch in the palace of Mithridatis.

Cissy? Could it be me? At this time, Li Bida looked at the other slave next to him, and only then did he understand what the centurion was referring to: the other party's flaxen-colored hair was curly, his body was very thin, his face was pale, he had a look that both men and women liked, and his eyelashes were particularly thick and moving.

The centurion took the barbed stick and struck at the fat eunuch with a question: "The first question, is the top one the abode of the king of Pontus?" ”

The centurion was referring to a majestic central palace at the top of the hill, and a small moon city on the periphery, with its bronze gates concealed, revealing the majesty of the king, which made the centurion hesitate even for Mithridates VI to be in it, so that he could achieve unearthly feats; But he was also afraid that Mithridates VI was inside, because legend has it that this king of Pontus was more than four feet tall, shot hundreds of arrows, and rode a tyrannosaurus-like horse, and mortals could not hurt him.

"The master has ridden his horse and departed." When the fat eunuch spoke, it was as if he was being pulled by iron wire, "My name is Balod, and I am the chief eunuch beside my master. ”

Li Bida and the sissy translated the words of the chief eunuch to the centurion one by one.

"Who else is there?" The centurion's second question, with a second "greeting".

"It's the master's two sisters, two wives and concubines, and a daughter...... Don't beat me, don't ......beat me," Barrod clutched his head and wailed, blood running down his fat wrinkled face, "besides, you cannot enter this temple, for they are all dead, ascended to the temple of the sun god in the most noble way of death...... When you go in, you blaspheme...... Because you Romans, you take filthy slaves with you everywhere. ”

With a grunt, the centurion threw the stick aside, then stood up straight, took a deep breath, grabbed Balod's hair with one hand, drew a short sword with the other, and plunged it into Balod's throat briskly, and then pulled it out briskly, and the fat man "roared" twice, and his greasy blood splashed all on Li Bida's face.

Li Bida wiped the blood on his face in panic, but the centurion grabbed his arm and threw him forward like garbage, "Okay, the philosophical question is over, now I, the low-ranking centurion of the third wing of the sixth brigade of the seventh legion, Hebrida, am going to enter the palace of the Pontus with the filthy slave!" ”

The four Ten-Masters pushed open the heavy bronze doors of Moon City, and then inserted the torches on the lampstands on both sides of the corridor, and then one of the Ten-Masters in front instinctively erected his shield in front of him, muttering, "What the fuck is this?" ”

Under the illumination of the torch, the group found that the corridor was crowded with corpses, floors, stairs, and windowsills, there were men and women, and the stench of dead corpses and monsters came out with the opening of the door, and it smoked so much that Li Bida vomited.

High-Bridder stepped forward and kicked around, and found that most of the corpses were swollen, with curled hands and feet, and strange postures, and then made a conclusion: "All are the servants and servants of the king of Pontus, and they all died by poisoning, and the most cowardly death of the Orientals." ”

They crossed the corpses and across the corridor, and there was a rectangular courtyard covered with a thin layer of sand, a few finely manicured bonsai, surrounded by a colonnade, and the patio casting cold moonlight on the branches and stone pillars.

Across the courtyard was a smaller bronze door, and Hebrida and the Ten's Captains smiled happily at each other, and then dragged the two slaves violently and walked straight through the sandy earth.

After the small bronze door was pushed open, the luxurious scene inside the Mithridates Palace made everyone feel dizzy, the walls were all sand-yellow marble veneer, the floor was all milky white smooth mirror-like stone slabs, and in the center was an indoor cistern with rippling blue water, the reflected water ripples floated on the walls, the centurion and the centurion stepped on the nails of their military shoes, and the whole hall was a clear and lonely echo of footsteps, and they slowed down, this silent majesty, made them unconsciously cautious.

Li Bida felt the warmth from the bottom of his heart - under the floor and in the walls, all the lead pipes of flowing hot water should have been laid, the whole hall had an isolated constant temperature, full of angry flowers, his bare feet stepped on the ground, and he felt the heat flow from the bottom up, ironing his every vein, indescribably comfortable.

"Officer." A ten-captain pointed to the innermost part of the hall, and everyone could see a huge mosaic on the wall, showing a man and a woman, the male figure is the same relief that Li Bida saw on the cliff, a headdress like a scorpion horn, dense hair and beard like an octopus's tentacles, "Mithridates VI...... The noblewomen in the painting should be his wives and concubines. ”

Then Li Bida's gaze wandered, his heart shook, under the huge mosaic, there was an oval desk carved from walnut wood, around this desk, there were five ivory circle chairs, one, two, three, four, and on the circle chair sat four richly dressed noblewomen, motionless, with strange expressions......