"Throw!"

Seeing that a few people full of anger drove the chariot to collide, Fang Zheng gave an order, and several people around him threw the spears they picked up on the ground towards the chariot that rushed over, and Fang Zheng didn't care whether he succeeded or not, and rushed towards the chariot with the inertia of rushing out in a few steps.

"Hah!"

Zheng Chou couldn't kill Fang Zheng, who had become the soul of the team, but he didn't expect Fang Zheng to rush up to find death by himself, a ruthless color flashed in his eyes, and after seeing Fang Zheng who jumped over, after dodging the flying spear with poor accuracy, the charioteer grabbed the spear in his hand and stabbed towards Fang Zheng fiercely.

Fang Zheng couldn't borrow his strength in the air, just like the best target, if he couldn't stab him this time, he would simply be killed by Fang Zheng.

But as soon as this idea appeared in his heart, Fang Zheng was able to exchange a certain contribution from the storage ring because he had just joined forces with the people around him to win a charioteer, and was replaced by Fang Zheng with this pair of magic gloves.

"Earth shield wall, up!"

Before landing, two earth shield walls rose one after another under Fangzheng's feet and in front of the chariot, when Fang Zheng just fell dangerously on the earthen shield wall, at the same time the war horse just ran out, and the earthen shield wall raised in the chariot pulled behind him happened to hit the chariot, as a result, because of this trip, the three war horses did not control the collision for a while, and the whole chariot turned to the side.

After a few people slipped out of it, the person who wanted to stab Fang Zheng to death just now hit his head against the earthen shield wall, while the other two rushed out, and when they turned over and looked up, they were greeted by the palms that their partners had pulled them up.

"Oh, shit!"

After saying a word, the dagger smashed into them frantically.

Fang Zheng pulled the chopping wind cut out of the body of the person who fell, and when he looked at the chariot over there, he glanced at the commander who had already killed him, and for a moment the deep feeling in Fang Zheng's eyes made the commander retreat from the state of madness.

Aiming the spear in his hand at Fang Zheng, the fake commander said proudly: "Next, it is your death!" ”

"I'll wait for you." Standing here and watching the command, the five people behind Fang Zheng had already armed themselves with the weapons in the hands of the dead man, and after Lindsay walked to Fang Zheng's side, he handed Fang Zheng the extra spear he had picked up.

At this time, it seemed that because a real battle was about to begin, Fang Zheng, who had been called a magician by the audience, was about to have a major play between the black iron level with the chariot commander, and the sky that was originally shrouded by the scorching sun actually appeared a dark cloud, shrouding the sky above Fang Zheng and the chariot.

The muffled thunder rolled in the clouds, like a square heart and the battle situation on the battlefield at this time.

If what Fang Zheng entered was a real trial against an opponent who was not yet at the Black Iron level, where would it be so difficult. Because there is no black iron level and there are basically no skills and good things, the equipment and skills that can be used by the challenger at this time will not be sealed at all, and the battle is a one-on-one gladiatorial mode.

The gladiatorial mode is different from the fight mode, the fight mode must be divided into a winner, only after one side dies, or one side can be regarded as the winner, this blood type of battle mode is only before the war, when the morale is boosted, and now it is also considered a gladiatorial mode.

To be precise, the gladiatorial mode is that everyone follows their own strategies, after the tentative attack, the two sides each show their own skills, and carry out a chase and escape battle, at this time, as long as the battle between the two sides is exciting enough, then the audience's voice is high, even if it is the defeated side, it will not be killed.

At this time, the battle between Fang Zheng and the commander is like this, if the fake chariot commander can defeat Fang Zheng, at this time, put the sword across Fang Zheng's neck, and signal to the audience, not only Fang Zheng can survive, but also the fake chariot commander can be respected, many powerful gladiators have won the friendship of other people in this way, and in the gladiatorial competition, survive.

But don't say it's Fang Zheng, it's a fake chariot commander who knows this rule, after seeing Fang Zheng's total of six people standing in front of Fang Zheng at this time, what he thinks of is not whether he wins everyone's respect with this behavior after his victory, but because of his youth and vigor, there is a feeling of being provoked.

Watching the audience look at Fang Zheng with interest, almost not many people's eyes were on themselves, the fake chariot commander asked the people around him to pull the reins, and didn't care that the remaining few people were not killed, but directly drove the chariot and quickly began to circle around Fang Zheng, weighed the spear in his hand, and the fake commander aimed at Fang Zheng.

"Damn slave, you won't be able to get away with it!"

……

After shaking his dizzy head and getting up from the bed, Quintus glanced at the half-dressed beauties lying beside him, and the wine bottles, wine glasses, and ditches scattered on the ground, and couldn't help but think of his beautiful time yesterday.

While picking up an apple from his side, Quintus, who stood up with his waist stretched, glanced at the rising sun in the sky, recalled the reason for the incident last night, and took a bite of the fruit in his hand, feeling a little strange in his heart.

"My brother Kunstark, how could he be so generous yesterday, and invite yourself to eat and drink, and invite yourself to have fun?" Puzzled, he walked out of the courtyard of his bedroom and saw the slave in charge of the miscellaneous affairs in his house, Quintus shouted, "Hey, do you know what happened to my brother recently?" ”

However, when the slave saw Quintus, he did not answer respectfully, but the expression on his face changed, and he said in shock: "My lord, why are you still here!?" ”

Seeing the slave's doubts, Quintus didn't know what was going on, but he sighed in his heart for no reason, and asked a little anxiously: "What's the matter, tell me quickly." ”

"My lord, just yesterday morning, the Prime Minister sent a letter of invitation, ordering your Excellency to participate in a gladiatorial battle between chariots and infantry to welcome the envoy of the Tang Dynasty at noon today, when I came over with the invitation, your brother happened to arrive, and after asking me, he took the invitation and said that he would inform you......"

The slave didn't say anything more, and he didn't have to say any more, for Quintus already knew what was going on.

"The sun god is up again, oh damn it, no wonder this bastard is so generous, no wonder he keeps pouring me wine, so that's it!"

When I thought of this younger brother who had seen myself fight many times, and saw that I had won my own honor and wealth from the gladiatorial arena by fighting like a man, my younger brother often began to talk to him about these things, hoping that he himself could also participate in the battle.

For example, riding in a chariot with yourself, or commanding other chariots, fighting side by side with you, and letting the people in the arena know that it is not only Quintus who can really drive a chariot, but also Quintus's brother Kunstak.

But the danger after getting into the chariot, Quintus, a man who has been on the line of death several times, is terrified, so Quintus doesn't want his brother to take that risk, so even after his brother got a recommendation from the royal combat training ground, Quintus didn't agree to him.

But now it's okay, Kunstak directly used the two of them to look a few similar faces, plus passable combat training, directly used the prospectus to go to the gladiatorial arena, thinking of the importance of the exhibition match, not caring about the other Quintus immediately rushed into his bedroom, and after holding the armor, helmet, bracers, leg guards and skirt armor into his arms, Quintus rushed out of the door while wearing it.

However, after coming to the door, he thought that his slave had caused such a big thing to happen because of his own slackness, and not only was his brother likely to die, but he would also be implicated, so he pulled over the guards around him, and pointed to the slave who followed him with an ugly face, Quintus said casually: "Kill him, hang his head at the door to show everyone." ”

"Yes!"

The guards were all serious Romans, and in their opinion, these slaves as slaves were the property of their masters, and since their masters did not want them, they killed them.

So in the midst of the begging for mercy, Quintus gradually moved away, and at the door of the house, there was an extra hanging dead head.

Finding a fast horse, Quintus, who was wearing armor, galloped towards the arena quickly, along the way as the sun got higher and higher, although Quintus, who was running quickly, was a little sweaty, but thinking that his brother's life was now in danger, Quintus, who was anxious, not only did not slow down, but faster.

Within twenty minutes, Quintus was at the door of the arena.

But just when Quintus wanted to enter, the guard was nothing more than Quintus, who was in the middle strength of the Black Iron level, although he was a celebrity in the arena, but he was only responsible for an appetizing opening game, with humble strength and not much to see in the opening game.

Besides, the guards had seen Quintus being escorted into the room, and it was likely that the one in front of him was nothing more than a precious.

Seeing the questioning eyes of these people, Quintus, who couldn't stand it, took out the waist card that could prove his identity, and said: "Let me in, the person who replaced me before was not me, it was my brother, I didn't want to go in and see that my brother was already breathing, and I was supposed to have a hot match to welcome the envoy of the Tang Dynasty, delaying things, you ......"

"We can't afford to lose, can we?" With a sneer, the guard's face immediately turned cold, and he reprimanded sharply: "Shut your mouth, you're just a lowly gladiator, pleasing ordinary people with your unpopular and sensationalizing behavior, what qualifications do you have to tell us whether you are worthy or not?!" ”

A scolding and the murderous aura of really returning from the battlefield, killing I don't know how many people, and experiencing many bloody battles, seemed to be the essence of Quintus.

Quintus received a training course from the Combat Academy, and because of the fear of the battlefield in his heart, he went to the gladiatorial arena to fight and go to the battlefield, thinking of how many more powerful people he had ever seen, and he didn't come back after going to the battlefield in high spirits, but those gladiators got good at home, and many of them were idols in the minds of ordinary people, so the cowardice in his heart made Quintus embark on the path of gladiators.

The battlefield is the place where the mind can be exercised, but after surviving in the gladiatorial arena, Quintus, who has also developed a feeling of fearlessness, feels that he can do this is already very powerful. What if the strength is weaker than those who came down from the battlefield, they are bearing an honor that they can't imagine.

But at this time, the two angry guards who really survived the battlefield in front of him scared Quintus with just one look, and everyone has a murderous aura, but the murderous aura of Quintus, who can only deal with the weak, is compared with the other party's, just like knocking Xiao Ming in Schwarzenegger's elementary school textbook with his fist, there is no comparison at all.

Seeing his words made Quintus shut up, but the Guardian didn't think it was over.

"Since you know that you are a gladiator, a gladiator who has not yet retired, why don't you be ready to meet the order from the supreme king, but when the order comes, you choose to go to the flower and drink the land!"

"Why was someone able to take the order from the Holy King and take your place in the tournament, and you didn't react until now? Why didn't your brother be loyal to the king, knowing that this was an exhibition match to welcome the famous world of the Tang Dynasty, and still use his strength to fight, trying to disgrace our Roman Empire? ”

"Do you still have a king in your heart? Is there still a king in your brother's heart? ”

The words of the two guards and the oppressive force emanating from their bodies at this time, Quintus, who was suppressed for a while, could not breathe, and his heart was terrified, this is the silver-level strength possessed by a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time, and at the same time, he felt a burst of shame in his heart.

Just hearing the cheers from the gladiatorial arena, the feeling in Quintus's heart told Quintus that he still had a chance, although he had done so many wrong things, but hearing the cries of the audience, thinking about the chariot exhibition race, it was generally a high-level battle against those slaves.

Quintus's heart is actually for the sake of his younger brother, who has no actual combat experience, but must be not bad, and guesses that he must be the object of everyone's cheers.

And when the two guards were not polite at all and looked at Quintus, a person who walked out of the field made Quintus's eyes light up.

"Adult ......"

"You don't have to say it, I already know." Stopping Quintus, who wanted to say something, Goatee said indifferently: "If you still want to save your brother, then hurry up, otherwise I don't dare to guarantee what will happen next." ”

"Thank you, sir!" He looked down and tried to rush in, but the goatee spoke again.

"You have to think about the consequences of going in now."

After a pause, Quintus's luck and concern for his brother's safety made Quintus continue to rush towards the gladiatorial arena.