CHAPTER XIX

The spears of the Roman soldiers did not look sharp, and the long battles had caused a lot of wear and tear on these spears, but the lethality of these spears when thrown was very amazing. Lin Li's side was almost half a meter away, a gladiator was stabbed in the chest by a spear, the spear penetrated the gladiator's body and nailed him to the sand, the gladiator let out a wail and struggled in vain to slowly die.

"Get out of the way!" As Lin Li expected, after Spartacus commanded the gladiators, he became the main target of the Roman soldiers, all ten spears were thrown in his direction, Spartacus dodged a few spears, and suddenly a spear appeared and pierced him, Lin Li shouted and pounced on Spartacus, the two lost their balance at the same time, and the head of the gun with a cold murderous spirit flew over Lin Li's cheek, Lin Li and Spartacus rolled out more than two meters away before stopping.

"My brother, I owe you once!" A rescue turned Lin Li from a friend to a brother, Spartacus turned over and stood up and stretched out his hand to pull Lin Li up, and the gladiators in front of him had already collided with the soldiers of the Roman legions.

The Roman legionnaires in black armor were like a rock, forming a small circle to resist the onslaught of the gladiators, and the gladiators were like huge waves, rushing towards the circle of Roman legionnaires again and again. Three meters away, a Roman legionnaire soldier used a shield that was half a man high to block the attack of the three gladiators, the gladiators' rusty iron swords cut a piercing spark on the shield, the Roman legionnaires' shield was slightly retracted after being cut by the iron sword, and then the shield slammed to the left to reveal the space for attack, and the sharp infantry sword stabbed out coldly, like a poisonous snake quietly waiting for its prey to send out the most fatal blow, the infantry sword easily cut through the gladiator's unprotected abdominal skin muscle fat, Then it pierced through his guts and through the gladiator's back.

The Roman soldiers' swords were not stabbed flat but the tips were slightly raised, which could destroy the gladiators' internal organs to the greatest extent, and the long war allowed these elite Roman soldiers to know how to kill their enemies completely. In just a few breaths, five gladiators had already died outside the circle of Roman legionnaires.

Spartacus's eyes were red and he was about to rush forward with a roar, but Lin Li grabbed him and shook his head in Spartacus's puzzled eyes. Now all the enemies of the gladiators are those Roman legionnaire soldiers, but the other gladiators are not friends of Lin Li and Spartacus, on the contrary, as long as these Roman legionnaires die, everyone may become the enemy of the two, and now the best way is to let the Roman legionnaires kill as many gladiators as possible, and wait for the number of both sides to be slightly equalized, and then Lin Li and Spartacus will break the stalemate and eliminate the biggest threat of Roman soldiers in one fell swoop.

"There are no cowards in the Thracians!" Spartacus shook off Lin Li's hand and rushed towards the circle of Roman soldiers, grass, unable to control himself, Lin Li burst into a foul mouth.

"Roar!" At this moment, the situation of the battle suddenly changed, and among the gladiators, there was a fat black gladiator who roared angrily, grabbed a Roman legion soldier and lifted him above his head. The soldiers of the Roman legions were very strong and very tall, such a soldier weighed at least 80 kilograms, plus he was dressed in full armor, holding an all-iron shield and sword in his hands, adding up to at least 100 kilograms, this fat black man was able to lift him up in battle, this black man's strength was really amazing.

The fat black man lifted the Roman soldier and slammed his head to the ground, only to hear the sound of 'Gra', the Roman soldier's neck was folded almost 180 degrees, and the red and white bone stubble was exposed in the blood that spurted wildly, like someone had inserted a white pipe into a small red fountain. …,

The black man killed the Roman soldier with his right hand and slammed it into his chest and let out an excited roar, but only a second later, his roar turned into a roar of pain, the Roman soldier died very quickly, and the people next to him moved quickly to fill the gap, and then the two full-body shields were slightly let go to reveal two sharp swords into the fat black man's chest. The black man had a thick layer of fat on his chest, but fat was not armor after all, and the two Roman soldiers stabbed almost all the two long swords into the black man's body with all their strength, leaving only the hilt exposed.

Bang, dull impact shakes the eardrum of people. Spartacus rushed towards the Roman legionnaires, jumped high three meters away from the circle, he used his body as a stone to smash the Roman soldier's shield fiercely, the hard iron shield was smashed into a deep dent, the Roman soldier holding the shield could not bear such a large force and was knocked down fiercely, and at the same time overwhelmed his companions behind him.

When Spartacus's body smashed against the Roman soldier's iron shield, a clear bone cracking sound sounded from Spartacus's knee, but he seemed to be unaware of it, and hit the shield and pressed the Roman legion soldier fiercely, and the sword in his hand immediately stabbed the soldier on the head fiercely. The soldiers of the Roman legion had iron helmets on their heads, but at this time, the iron helmets were like tofu in front of Spartacus's eyes, and the iron sword pierced the helmet and smashed into the soldier's brain, and the soldier snorted and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the brain had been completely lifeless by the sword.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Li didn't care about the previous plan, and rushed towards the soldiers of the Roman legion, no matter what, he couldn't let Spartacus die, and he couldn't let Spartacus lose his trust in him. Almost at the same time that Spartacus killed a Roman legionnaire, Lin Li had already rushed over, and the extremely high muscle strength and nerve reflex speed made Lin Li look like a violent bear blessed with the swiftness of the leopard, and any gladiator who accidentally stood in front of him was knocked away by his brutal force.

The half-human-high shield was erected in front of his eyes, staring at Lin Li who rushed over, the soldiers of the Roman legion bent their knees slightly to prepare for the impact, thin blood threads crawled all over the eyes of this Roman soldier, and Lin Li's ferocious impact made the soldiers of the Roman legion breathe heavier and heavier.

came, a ferocious fist smashed on the iron shield, and the skin of Lin Li's fingers exploded instantly, and the tiny blood vessels on his fingers burst out of a blood mist under the squeeze of the shield. A deep fist mark appeared on the iron shield, and the Roman legionnaire's ears were deafened by the echo of the iron shield, and two blood lines flowed from his ear hole, but the soldier clearly heard the sound of his finger breaking without the tremendous force, and the sound of his finger breaking sounded before the echo of the shield impact.

"Ahh The snapping of the fingers and the rupture of the eardrums caused the brave Roman legionnaire to grow up and let out a piercing scream.

The foul smell poured out from the mouth of this Roman soldier, Lin Li's rocky face did not change, and was not affected by this stench in the slightest, the shield that lost control sank to the ground, slowly revealing the face of this Roman soldier, and the sword in Lin Li's hand suddenly stabbed out. The Roman legionnaire felt a chill in his mouth, followed by a sharp pain. Lin Li's sword stabbed into his mouth, mudding his tongue and slicing open his spine and peeking through the back of his head.

Three soldiers of the Roman legion were killed in battle, and the Roman circle was broken.

(There is really no Chinese in The Walking Dead, that guy is a stick, but Xiaodao doesn't like sticks, so he changed the source and answered questions from book friends.) In addition, we did kill the one who pressed on the top of the book in the first battle last night, but there is a brother who is too awesome, and the index rose by nearly 20,000 overnight, so now we are still 13,. A handful of tears.,Let's not say much about the unexpected.,Add a more chapter tomorrow.,We'll only be able to look at the one who is now pressing on top of this book.,I hope that this time tomorrow Xiaodao can say 'I'm sorry for your chrysanthemum',Please brothers continue to support this book.,Click,Recommend,Collect! ）