The billowing smoke made his already anxious heart stronger, and Maximus rose to the last hope, roared angrily, and let the tired horse run again. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Poof!" Halfway through, Maximus fell to the ground with the exhausted and collapsed horse, and he stumbled forward with heavy steps.

The land that should have been filled with crops in my memory has turned black, and you can even see several corpses scattered among them, giving off bursts of burnt stench, replacing the thick fruity aroma that should be present at this season.

The ponies running in the fields are long gone, and the grapes and olives in the fields are burned to the ground.

His home is ruined!

With the only hope left, Maximus ran to his house, but when he saw the two corpses hanging in front of the door, one big and one small, the tense string called hope in his brain finally broke quietly, and his world was suddenly dark!

"Bang!" As if he had been struck on the head, Maximus fell to the ground, splashed a large cloud of dust, and knelt humbly on the ground, as if praying to God that none of this was true, and two lines of burning tears slowly trickled down his eyes, down his dusty face.

One step, two steps......

When he finally touched his wife's cold corpse, his world finally collapsed......

Holding his wife's legs, his tears burned like flames, falling on his hopeless heart, making the whole heart become cold, and he was in extreme pain, his whole face was distorted by sadness, but he couldn't cry, his throat seemed to be blocked, just whimpering like a dying beast.

At this time, his hope of living was trampled on, and he felt that he was dead because his family was more important than his own life......

The empty and numb eyes were dead, he numbly untied his wife and children, buried the two numbly, and fell numbly in front of the grave, he wanted to die so numbly.

The scorching sun shone on the unconscious Maximus with a breathtaking temperature, making him more physically and mentally exhausted because of his injuries and rushing to death.

However, perhaps it was because he had not avenged his great revenge, perhaps God wanted him to continue to suffer, or perhaps it was the time for him to reunite with his family and brothers, and he was rescued by a slave caravan passing by and taken away from here.

……

The end of the season is not over, although he has a map, but you can expect that small map to draw the route in great detail, in this era, there is not a single person within a hundred miles, so he can only identify the route on the map at the same time, looking for traces left by Maximus, so, in this case, he is always slower than Maximus.

slower than Maximus, this situation is naturally understood at the end of the season, but this is helpless, he can only hope that Maximus himself can arrive in time to save his family.

But when he reached the point marked on the map and saw a mess, he finally sighed.

"Still slow? And now what about the Maximus? With a murmur in his eyes, at the end of the season, you can imagine how heartbreaking the heart of this man who has always kept his home in his heart and regarded him as his spiritual pillar is now.

Glancing at the horse that was almost unstable, he tied it to a half-burned fruit tree, let it eat the remaining leaves of the tree, regained its strength, and began to search for Maximus.

No, no!

At the end of the season, I searched all the places near Maximus's house, and found no trace of Maximus at all, except for two dirt bags near Maximus's house that didn't even have a tombstone.

"Could it be his wife and son!" Ji Mo's face sank, and he bent down against the two dirt bags.

"If Maximus was buried, where is he now?" Looking at the darkening sky, Ji Mo guessed in his mind, and slowly walked along, trying to find some traces.

Finally, thanks to his efforts, he found a trail of latent marks left by wheels near the hill, a hundred meters away from Maximus's house.

"Around here, there are only traces of this, so I can only try to chase after it!" At the end of the season, he pressed his forehead, and he didn't find any other clues, so he made this decision that was almost like fighting for character.

Because I was afraid that the traces left by the wheels would disappear after a long time, I had to lead the still tired horse at the end of the season and walk slowly to restore its strength.

But when he chased for more than ten kilometers, he found that the traces of the tracking disappeared because of the terrain......

In desperation, the end of the season, who lost his direction, had to stop and rest first, he could still support, but he only had one horse left, but he was too tired to walk because of the reason for the non-stop running.

At dawn the next day, the end of the season mounted a horse that had recovered his strength after resting for several hours, looked around the neighborhood, spent a lot of time, and finally found a small village a few kilometers away.

And after a little stay in the hamlet, he finally got a useful message.

Their village is the only supply point within a radius of tens of kilometers, and basically passing caravans will come to them to resupply, and from yesterday to now, only one slave caravan has passed by their village, resupplied some food, and rushed to Zukaba.

"Zukaba!"

Ji Mo muttered, asked for directions, and rode away slowly on his horse.

……

When Maximus woke up again, he found himself on a flatbed, his mind was in a mess, as if there were many things crashing into his brain, and he subconsciously touched the wound on his shoulder, and found that the wound had been treated, but he felt that something was crawling around his red, smelly wound.

If he had the strength to get up now, he would have seen that it was a white bug, also called a maggot......

At this time, a dark-skinned man appeared in his field of vision, showed a mouthful of white teeth to him, and said, "They will heal their wounds, and don't die, if they die, they will treat you as a lion!" ”。

Maximus opened his mouth, his lips turned white because of the lack of water, and after the black man fed him some water, the weak Maximus fainted again.

The caravan traveled all the way through the desolate Gobi to their destination, Zucama in Rome, and he had already figured out his current situation, which he was about to be sold as a slave like an animal.