"Rustle!" The gladiators walked quietly through the knee-high grass and walked out of the cliff area where the Bardax Manor was located, and the surrounding gravel land gradually turned into a green grassland.

After the fatigue of the middle of the night, after the excitement of the beginning of the uprising, the gladiators also lost the interest in talking to each other, but in the hearts of everyone, the flame of freedom burned more and more.

From time to time, gladiators would open their mouths and close their eyes, greedily breathing in the fresh air of the steppe. Although they know that their environment has not changed, everyone can feel the difference, and it seems that there is freedom and joy in the air.

No more whipping of them, no more forcing them to take up their swords, no more to go to the colosseum to please the Romans with their lives, no more to be awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night, no more to sleep in dim, damp, cellar-like cells, no more life and death struggles with their brothers and sisters, no more humiliating tools to give surnames to bloated and fat Roman noblewomen, no more to eat pigs like swill, they are now in heaven in the eyes of these gladiators.

The gladiators lacked food and clothing, only a few of them wore a linen pullover, and most of the gladiators were still dressed in the Bardachus manor, with only a crotch cloth on their bodies, except for the clogs on their feet. Some gladiators were so excited to join the uprising that they ran out of their cells without even wearing clogs, and now they had to walk barefoot in the grass, their feet bloodied by some thorny bushes.

"Boss, do you want to give them some supplies from the wagon, which not only has food, but also some blankets and leather sandals." Max leaned in front of Xu Mo and said softly.

"No, many of them will soon be out of use, and after the next battle, those foods are for the living, and it's too wasteful for the dead to eat." Xu Mo's eyes flashed and he said coldly.

Max was stunned, he didn't pity those gladiators, he just wanted to redeem it with action, and he left a bad image for Xu Mo in front of him, but he didn't expect to be refuted by Xu Mo again, and he was suddenly a little embarrassed. originally let Nilo go, and the image of the benevolent boss in his impression became blurred again.

"Romans!" The roar at the front of the team resounded throughout the rebellious team, and the tired gladiators shook their bodies and straightened their backs, and the whole team once again burst out with a fierce spirit, as if the fatigue on their bodies had disappeared under the call of battle.

Throughout the loose long snake formation, the fighters in front began to slow down, arch their backs, and put on a fighting stance, while the gladiators in the rear accelerated their pace and rushed forward. Xu Mo's eyes flashed, because Dina was not there, and he couldn't observe the situation ahead through his true mind, so he asked the tall Max to squat down and carry himself up.

"Let's go to the hill over there!" Xu Mo, who was standing on Max's shoulder, pointed to a slightly raised hill in front of him on the left and said.

Xu Mo and the more than thirty gladiator warriors who followed him and others quickly rushed up this small hill, and the situation of the entire battlefield was seen by them at a glance.

"Stomp, stomp!" In the woods ahead, the Romans were coming out of the sparse grove in a neat small phalanx. The Roman army was not very numerous, and at first sight, there were probably more than 500 people, but to their surprise, these 500 men were divided into two parts.

The outnumbered force numbered three hundred, all hoplites, arranged in dense attacking phalanxes. The soldiers wore iron helmets and gold armor, belts with metal armor inlaid at their waists, and front guards with round nails. Under the armor was a short-sleeved tunic woven with wool. Wear leather sandals on your feet.

The soldiers in the front row carried large steel shields, the soldiers in the back row carried spears, and the soldiers in the back were spearmen and sword and shield men. At the rear of the Roman army were five Roman aristocratic officers on horseback.

The officers wore leather armor with fish-scale iron armor trimmed with red cloth trim, and the arm guards and armor skirts were made of tasseled leather. He wears a helmet adorned with red feathers, a short-sleeved tunic with a red cape, patterned shin armor on his legs, and long leather boots.

The other 200 were dressed in very different Roman clothes, some with rudimentary wooden shields, others with short swords or axes. The clothes were also very simple, with a few having a leather cuirass, most wearing just a linen pullover, and among them was a middle-aged Roman nobleman wearing a toga and riding a shoddy horse.

"Boss, it's Bardax!" The sharp-eyed Herrington recognized the original gladiator school owner at a glance.

"Hehe, we gladiators are the wealth of Bardacus, he is neither willing to let us go, nor does he want us all to die, of course he will follow the Roman army, it seems that those people are mercenaries recruited by Bardacus temporarily." Max laughed sarcastically.

"Well, if Bardacus is dead, the authorities in Pompeii will regard this incident at Bardacus Manor as an uprising, and they will send at least twice as many Roman troops as the rebels, kill us all, and then crucify the corpses of the rebel gladiators, and ask the city of Rome for their political achievements." Xu Mo said lightly.

But Bardacus did not die, and this incident can only be seen as the capture of a defector slave. It was impossible for the authorities in Pompeii to send many troops to serve Bardax personally, and the presence of three hundred Roman troops was beyond my expectations. But now I know which of Pompeii's rulers wanted to kill Bardax and use the blood of us gladiators to pave the way for their own success! A dangerous glint appeared in Xu Mo's eyes.

"Boss, you mean Lucius, the governor of Pompeii?" Max said with a deep groan.

"Yes, that's him. I've always suspected that Nyos was one of the internal annihilators, but since Badax killed Nyos so brutally, it means that Nyos should not be one of Bardax. Neos betrayed not only us, but also Bardax, a lackey of one of the authorities in Pompeii, who perhaps promised to hand over the Bardax estate to him afterwards. Xu Mo smiled coldly.

"Although Nyos is dead, Badachus must have known from him who the ruler was. It is estimated that Bardax must have threatened the person in power with this, so he was able to get the three hundred Roman troops in front of him to help him capture us! On a major festival like Fibllum's Day, three hundred regular troops could be sent to help the owner of a gladiator school capture the defector of the slaves, and only Governor Lucius was left! ”

While Xu Mo and the others were talking, the gladiator team finally began to engage the enemy......

(There is a change in the evening, if you have time, the plus more will also be released together, if it's too late, the red ticket plus more can only be put tomorrow!) ）