Chapter 11: The Epic Arena
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"A guild branch from Nature's City?"
"A-class mercenary group?"
Looking at Aaron, the young man in the hall on the first floor of the mercenary hall was about twenty-seven or eight years old, with short hair, a white neckline slightly open, cuffs rolled up to the middle of his arms, revealing wheat-colored skin, deep eyes, a high nose, and thick lips.
After asking Aaron about his intentions, the other party's face was a little surprised. After all, anyone who registers for an A-class mercenary group often symbolizes that the other party is not an ordinary person.
Open a certificate with the words Thorn Warband written in scribbled notes, and the mark of the Mercenary Guild of Nature's City.
"Eastern Kingdom, River City, Earl Jerome." The other party read the words on the certificate, and Aaron nodded.
The emblem of the Thorn Mercenary Regiment has only one Thorn Flower on it.
The flag is correspondingly simple, a blooming thorn flower.
"According to the rules of the Mercenary City, an A-level mercenary group needs to lead all the mercenary members to the arena to report. and accept the canonization of the King of Mercenaries. β
Witness the strength of a mercenary group and canonize a noble title.
I have to say that the method of ruling the city of mercenaries is simple and practical.
After all, for a Middle-earth nobleman who fled to the Spartan Empire, the most tangible benefit is to continue to enjoy the privileges and honors of the nobility.
Moreover, the laws of the Spartan Empire, treating their own nobles, all kinds of rewards are much more generous than those of Middle-earth. In addition to monthly food rations, gold coins, a nobleman of level 5 and above, and even the right to the first night of any freeman girl in the city.
Later, under the witness of hundreds of mercenary guards, Aaron left the mercenary hall.
There are no sculptures of the god of war on the streets of the City of Mercenaries, and there are not even many symbolic markings of the Spartan Empire. There is only a statue of the King of Mercenaries.
Such a scene means that the city consul has successfully controlled the megacity.
That is, it was a small kingdom that existed within the empire. And this is not allowed.
The pavement underfoot is marble, the path is straight, and the road scenery is endlessly varied. The streets, clinging to the canals, some folded into the shade of the trees.
The dense branches of the dead trees and the young leaves that do not wither all year round are touching heads and holding hands. Formed into an endless forest vagina. In the streets of any city, you can't find such long, winding, and tireless boulevards.
"The Mercenary Guild receives rewards through the tasks issued by the Mercenary Palace. And the mercenary hall earns benefits through mercenaries. The construction and rule of the city was very successful. Unfortunately, most of the tasks completed by the mercenaries were to loot outside of the mercenary city. β
"The Emperor of Sparta, the Senate of the Empire, and even other Imperial cities have warned that the City of Mercenaries will one day be punished by the God of War. That day is not far off. It's finally just around the corner! β
The time given by the Hall of Mercenaries for canonization is noon the next day. When the time comes, the King of Mercenaries will personally arrive at the arena.
But for Aaron, there is no binding force. The god of war doesn't have that much time, waiting for an audience from a city lord, and punishment won't come at the expected time.
Wide streets. Like a white jade belt sandwiched with green, it floated straight from the mercenary hall and floated to the river in front of it, running a few steps with the hurried river. Suddenly, he took refuge in a birch forest to the west and disappeared. Instead, to a more extensive area. Mega buildings with a more magnificent architectural style.
From the outside, the whole building is divided into four floors, and the bottom three floors are double-arched buildings, each arch is supported by huge stone columns on both sides.
The fourth floor, decorated with wall dwellings, with four large arches facing the four radii, is the entrance to the corridor of the stands inside the arena.
The stands inside the arena are divided into four groups from low to high, and the seats of the spectators are divided according to the difference between rank and status.
"When there is an arena, when there will be a warrior."
"The day the arena falls, the kingdom guarded by the warriors will fall."
"If this kingdom perishes, so will the world. β¦β¦ Greatness belongs to the king of mercenaries, glory belongs to all warriors! β
Looking at the text carved into the entrance, Aaron could guess who it was without thinking about the figure who built this behemoth.
"Uria, once refreshed the architectural wonder of this world. It's a pity that such a master builder ended up losing his head. Aaron shook his head, feeling sorry for Uria. Waiting, he raised his steps and entered the mouth of the behemoth, leaving a disdainful voice, "This is really an irony, even if the blood of the mercenary city is up to the waist, even if all the human beings are wiped out, this world will continue to exist." β
In Aaron's memory, the commoner aristocracy of Middle-earth loved nothing more than watching the bloody gladiatorial scenes.
Large numbers of gladiators were driven to the gladiatorial arena to kill each other or engage in hand-to-hand combat with wild beasts, while bloodthirsty aristocratic slave owners gained a savage pleasure from the bloody sacrifice of gladiators.
The Mercenary Arena exists as an upgraded version of this savage entertainment, where a team or even a legion fights each other. makes this arena a scale. Bigger than any arena or colosseum.
Walking into the interior of the behemoth, it also looks like a hill made of limestone with a sunken top.
The faΓ§ade is immeasurably high, filled with formidably large arches, and the Hessian rises from the ground into the light blue sky.
The inner circumference was more than ten times that of any arena Aaron had ever seen, a large, cracked oval masonry building crisscrossed with tunnels exposed like open wounds.
You can imagine it from the black-red dirt beneath your feet.
In this huge arena, countless 'wars' have been staged.
Those smoothed routines were always full in the heyday of the smell of blood, and the most frenetic scenes imaginable abounded in the mind.
As an A-class mercenary group, Aaron wants to lead 5,000 warriors to participate in competitive activities in this arena, and he needs to be approved by the king of mercenaries.
But if you lead less than a hundred people, you only need to briefly say to the person in charge of this arena. Pay a certain amount of gold and you can go straight to battle.
Gamblers make bets and can get a good payout. Defeated mercenary groups can also be rewarded with 10 times the amount of gold they paid.
Through the long dark corridor, when entering, it was a young man with black hair and black eyes dressed in an inconspicuous manner.
But in the light at the exit of the corridor, what people saw was a war group of about 100 people.
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The style of the buildings inside the Mercenary Arena is very different from what it looks from the outside.
It is easy to think that the whole arena is very cleverly "pasted" with a layer of columns, although it only serves a decorative role on the surface. But it seems to play the role of actual support more prominently than the arch pier.
If you have knowledge of Roman architecture, you can see that Uria was so proficient in Greek and Roman architecture. Brilliant to combine them into one.
The columns are placed at the bottom to give the impression that they are powerfully supporting the huge weight on top. The columns on the second floor are clearly a transition, and they gracefully lift the upper part of the yard.
Larger, thicker pillars are placed on the last load-bearing level, and their sumptuous posture brings the arena to life, like a wreath coiled around the top of the arena.
"Hey, despicable bastards, we're here and cut off your heads with our own hands!"
"The glory of the god of war shines above our heads, and the dead come one by one!"
"Death is like home. Just today! β
"The heart of battle, until death!"
"Righteous punishment!"
What is Arrogance?
What is Rampant?
Although there was no one in the arena at this time. In the field, two teams of ten people competed, as if they had been agreed in advance, and no one made a dead hand.
The audience in the audience watched listlessly. Just hurry up and have a win. Know the outcome of the bet.
At this moment, suddenly a group of dazzling warriors rushed directly into the arena and uttered wild words! It's enough to make a sleepy gambler suddenly open his eyes.
Slightly. What caught my eye was a hideous dragon head that was all gold, and emerged from the front of the breastplate.
The torso and limbs of the warrior were wrapped in a whole piece of thick, well-made steel armor that had never been seen before. Although there are still gaps in the joints.
But from the cuffs of the armor, such details are covered with gloves with fingers, the head is wrapped in a complete helmet, and the part of the nose bridge makes it difficult to see the appearance of this group of gold-armored warriors.
I just know that a group of hard characters are coming.
"Behold, even the palms of the hands are wrapped in armor!"
"The cloak they photographed, is that the coat of arms of the Empire? God, it's just too daring, don't you know that this is a taboo in the city of mercenaries? β
"Wait, this group of warriors will be angry because of the whole mercenary city."
The gamblers in the audience discussed aloud as they pointed to the cape of the A emblem that hung from each Templar's left shoulder.
It is known that only heavy cavalry used such heavy weight, highly protective equipment. The protection of such equipment is also extremely perfect, and most weapons can hardly pose a threat. The downside is that it affects the speed.
What makes people wonder is that the movements of this group of fighters walking without the slightest trace of bulkiness.
Aaron's body was also wrapped in such a powerful layer of armor.
Get a hint from the god of war. Without saying a word, the Templar smashed the gate to pieces. Then with a hundred Templars rushing into the field like a whirlwind.
With a soft "poof", two teams of ten people are still going back and forth, jumping up and down to compete.
However, by this time, a sharp blade had already submerged into their bodies.
The attacker let out a cry unconsciously, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he shivered silently, silently at the blade that passed through his chest.
In the moments before they died, they struggled to steady their trembling hands, gripping the blades that passed through their bodies.
However, with a pop, the Templar quickly drew his sword, and the blood of the opponent gushed out, bright red, warm and wet blood splattered all over the shiny armor - the Templar's head, face, and body were splattered with warm blood......
"Bastard, what do you think this is the other party?"
"Soldiers of the Mercenary Arena, fence them up!"
"Seize these people's weapons, lock them up, and wait for the punishment of the mercenary king!"
The head of the Mercenary Arena. The sideburns were slightly bald, the eyebrows were thick and neat, and the eyes were full of anger.
The other party is a B-level mercenary leader, which means that he has no less than 3,000 mercenary members. Unfortunately, because there is no large-scale competition today, he only has less than 300 members to maintain order in the mercenary arena.
Three hundred mercenary warriors, with miscellaneous weapons, and their individual strength is not weak. But for the Templars, it had nothing to do with toughness.
One hundred Battle Temple warriors with a combat power of the third order of silver, slaughtered three hundred mercenaries. There is no suspense at all in such a battle. From the first spear nailing the first one to the ground, to Aaron personally cutting off the head of the mercenary group Zhang, it took less than five minutes in total.
If the blood before it stimulates a certain excited nerve. At this moment, when Aaron held the head of a B-class mercenary group leader in his hand, he loudly announced that from now on, he would accept the challenge of any mercenary group and never die.
"Huhββββ" The entire stand stood up.
In a strict hierarchy, exploitation and oppression are common. In a city structure dominated by mercenary groups.
There is no one who does not love killing and blood. This ideological virus has succeeded in spreading to everyone.
For example, when people are on the streets, the only thing is exchange, one thing for another. One disguised smile in exchange for another. The foundation of the so-called civilized society is only based on exchange, and exchange produces money, so people pursue money, because money can be exchanged for a large number of things to satisfy themselves.
When in the right place at the right time. When people are in the mercenary arena, the only thing is to bet and watch the killing, to get the most savage and direct vent.
People like to easily take the life of a creature or a kind of life. Begin to feel terrifying and exciting, as small as an ant to most individuals, when children are curious, there is no deliberate mentality, when they grow up, they always like to plunder the group of life or the same kind that is weaker than themselves, as the glory of success.
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Boom la la ............
"Drop the gates, quick!"
"Close the arena and don't let them escape."
The mercenaries who did not enter the arena, as well as the person in charge of the arena, closed the huge arena that could accommodate tens of thousands of people, and dropped the huge black and rusty floodgates.
And open the cages where the beasts of prey are kept in captivity.
In the arena, when you are bored, you usually put some beasts out to fight one-on-one or in groups. And when the criminals are executed, the beasts are released to fight the people.
War mastiff ββββ this kind of war dog, which is no stranger to Aaron. After all, it was he who compiled this breed from the hands of the bear people. It's just that he didn't expect that one day war dogs would appear in the arena and one day bark at their original owners.
Compared with war dogs, the appearance of bears can be regarded as an invention of the city of mercenaries.
The woman in the arena of the elite is probably forty years old. The riots that took place in the arena alarmed her.
The long sun exposure left a shallow fishtail mark on the corner of her eye. However, her short, thick and shiny hair was still very black. As the most important countess of the king of mercenaries, she must do her best to manage the arena.
"If these fighters can survive the beast fight, then it will be a great event. β¦β¦ Reslin's head loss will also be valuable. β
The countess stared at the manic fighting beasts, war bears and war dogs. These most common animals in the arena were released.
In the arena, the reason why the tiger is not used is that a single war mastiff was used in the arena to fight a single tiger, and it only took one round to determine the winner and loser, and the war mastiff bit off the tiger's throat.
The reason for not using lions: the brown fur of the male lion has a deterrent effect on other animals, and the war dogs do not dare to approach at all, and this arena has used 70 hunting dogs to deal with a male lion who is tied up at the same time, and as a result, the male lion only roared and the group of dogs retreated without a fight, and they retreated to the corner of the colosseum to tremble.
Since then, the war dogs raised in the arena have formed an element of fear of lions, whether male lions or female lions, they are frightened and incontinent at the sight of them, let alone fighting animals.
Reasons for using bears: Bears seem to be relatively cute, honest, and thick-skinned, extremely resistant to blows, except that bear paws are too lethal to dogs. So to do a little treatment, that is, cut the nails, and then tie them up or tie them up.
In this way, it is evenly matched with war dogs, and this fighting beast is the most ornamental.
About two hundred war dogs were released, and a hundred Templars neatly surrounded Aaron in the middle. The flat spears were aimed in all directions to prevent the dogs from attacking en masse.
Previously, Aaron had heard the City of Mercenaries talk about the arena on the streets.
In the past three months, 5,000 beasts and 3,000 slaves, prisoners of war, and criminals have been organized and driven to "show" and fight. During the period, it was interspersed with the duel between two B-level mercenary groups.
This bloody battle between man and beast and man and man lasted for 100 days, until these 5,000 beasts and 3,000 human lives killed each other and died together. A B-class mercenary group was all killed, and the carnival was over.
It is no wonder that some people say that as long as you grab a handful of dirt on the gladiatorial ring and put it in your hand, you can see the blood stains printed on your palm.
Aaron leaned down and grabbed a handful of dirt, scarlet water, just as it had been rumored. Coming to the City of Mercenaries with the purpose of punishment, the god of war is happy to water this soil with more 'nutrients'. However, Aaron prefers to use the blood of mercenaries to moisten the dirt under his feet rather than the blood of beasts.
"Roaring ββββββββ"
A wyvern roar directly caused the two hundred war dogs to flee back to their cages without looking back. (To be continued......)