Gambling seems to be indispensable to every sport, and gladiatorial fights are no exception, so before the gladiatorial fights begin, they are locked in cages outside the gladiatorial arena like zoo animals, and they can take a closer look at the avid Roman spectators so that they can place bets. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the end of the season, the gladiators were chained, and the journey from where they lived to their cages was still very popular, especially the women.

It can be seen that the women of Rome are very arrogant, and they will not hesitate to pounce on and kiss the strong gladiators when they see them, and even more daring will touch them twice in the unspeakable.

It just so happened that both Season End and Maximus belonged to the popular category, so they were taken advantage of by many women.

"What, you haven't experienced it?" Seeing that the end of the season was a little uncomfortable, Maximus blinked and smiled evilly.

At the end of the season, he raised his eyebrows, and looked at the helplessness in Maximus's eyes along the way, and said, "Aren't you uncomfortable?" ”。

Maximus grinned and did not speak.

"Bang!"

With the locked iron door, the group at the end of the season was locked in a cage, and then a large number of people, as if watching some strange animal, pointed at them and judged.

Ji Mo didn't like this feeling very much, so he simply couldn't see it and closed his eyes.

At this moment, he heard the voice of Maximus, and he talked to him like a child, and immediately stopped paying attention, but did not want to have a smile on his face when Maximus returned, a very bright smile.

This kind of smile is rarely seen on Maximus's face now, that is, when facing this confidant brother at the end of the season, he will occasionally smile like this.

"You look pretty good!"

Maximus said lightly: "Well, that kid is very interesting, his name is Lucius, if I guessed correctly, he is Lucia's son!" ”。

"Lucia's son, and the nephew of Commodus?" Ji Mo opened his eyes and suddenly said, "What do you have to do with Lucia, is that child and you?" ”。

Maximus smiled amused by the seriousness on the face of the end of the season, and then said: "Nonsense, that kid has nothing to do with me!" ”。

"Oh......" At the end of the season, he let out a meaningful oh, bumped the other party's shoulder, raised his eyebrows, and then said: "It's okay kid, that means you and Lucia?" ”。

Shaking his head helplessly for the sudden gossip at the end of the season, Maximus said indifferently: "Ahem, I had an experience before, but we have been okay for a long time!" ”。

Seeing Maximus' breezy appearance, the end of the season shrugged his shoulders and didn't ask again.

"Squeak!"

At this moment, the iron door of the cage they were in was opened, and the guard said, "It's your turn!" ”。

As the words fell, the gladiators stood up, walked out of the door, and walked towards the Colosseum.

The gladiatorial arena is divided into two spaces, the upper one is the place where people can watch the gladiators and the gladiators fight, and the lower space is the place where the gladiators are waiting to play.

The space below was large, but it was filled with darkness, with only a few braziers burning with raging flames, bringing some light.

There were a lot of gladiators waiting here, and the group at the end of the season followed the guards who led them through the crowd and towards the entrance of the passage where they were about to play.

And near the passage, their weapons, spears, shields, as well as helmets, were placed.

At the end of the season, he and Maximus coincidentally chose a helmet that could cover their faces, and since Commodus's nephew was here just now, Commodus could also be here.

They didn't want to be surrounded by the Praetorian Guards of Commodus as soon as they got out.

As the gate at the end of the passage opened, the sun shone into the long passage, and the group slowly walked out at the end of the season.

"Boom!"

As they appeared, the cheers of tens of thousands of people, like thunder on the ground, were deafening, making everyone unconsciously look up.

People, people, all people, as far as the eye can see, the gladiatorial arena is crowded with people, and there is no free place to be seen.

The cheers that appeared because of them, the arms that waved because of the cheers, swayed together with the frenzied atmosphere, and the shock was incomparable.

Such a grand scene was shocked even at the end of the season.

At this moment, he deeply realized how high the position of gladiatorial fighting, a competition that could satisfy man's savage and primitive bloody desires, in the hearts of the Romans at this time.

At this time, with the melodious trombone sounding, all the audience began to get up and shout.

"Long live Caesar! Long live Caesar! Long live Caesar! ”

Listening to this shout, Ji Mo narrowed his eyes, and now he somewhat understood why Commodus had resumed the gladiatorial competition that his father had forbidden, and held this competition for one hundred and fifty days.

Because of the prestige!

With this decision, he could gain great prestige and the respect of the Roman people, and if nothing else, Commodus did not overwhelm the Senate, so he needed more people to support him in order to strengthen his position.

In the midst of the cheers, a face that Maximus will never forget, with a haughty look and a false smile of goodwill, appeared in the best position of the gladiatorial arena with the figure of the guards, and in front of them, receiving the cheers of the audience.

Maximus lowered his eyelids and looked away, he was afraid that he couldn't help the hatred in his heart and rushed straight over.

"Today, we move the battlefield to the ancient battlefield, and what is about to be presented to you is the historical battle of the fall of Carthage......"

Looking at the high-pitched opening remarks from the person in charge of the gladiatorial arena, the face of this person who didn't know the history at the end of the season did not change at all, but the faces of some gladiators who knew about this battle became difficult to see.

"In that historical battle, we were all the dead side!" Maximus whispered a whisper of explanation to the end of the season beside him, and then sneered: "I finally know why Prosimo's face is so ugly!" ”。

Seeing that some of the people standing with them had begun to tremble, Ji Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "The people on our side, except for a dozen of us, the rest of the people don't seem to want to have any combat effectiveness, which means that we are victims?" ”。

"Exactly!" Maximus nodded, and then spoke to the people on his side: "No matter what comes out of the gate for a while, we can only have a better chance of winning if we work together!" Only together can we survive. ”。

As he spoke, Maximus appeared with the invincible self-confidence that was familiar at the end of the season and was cultivated by one war after another, and this self-confidence immediately infected everyone.

"Good!" As a good brother, he naturally took the lead at the end of the season.

Then Juba, the gladiators who also belonged to Prosimo's hands, naturally had no opinion, and even those who were trembling nodded slightly.

In the next second, the gladiatorial fight began.