CHAPTER XX

The warriors of the Roman legions are indeed very strong, if they are three skilled and fierce lions in the shield formation, then the gladiators are a wolf pack, and it is very difficult for a small wolf pack to eat three male lions that protect each other and defend each other, but if two wolf kings are placed in this wolf pack, then the result will change immediately.

Lin Li and Spartacus were the two wolf kings, and the solid shield of the Roman legionnaires was torn apart by the two in an instant. Torn apart by the shield, these soldiers of the Roman legions became prey in the blink of an eye. Their heavy shields and armor were now a burden, and the Roman legions were separated by the gladiators, and a Roman warrior had to face a siege of three or four fierce gladiators, and soon the screams of these soldiers and the excited roars of the gladiators resounded one after another in the bloody gladiatorial arena.

Lin Li moved and picked up a Roman soldier's shield and threw it to Spartacus, he also picked up a shield himself, and then pulled Spartacus to slowly move to the edge of the battlefield without resistance, Spartacus looked at Lin Li suspiciously, but saw that Lin Li's face was very serious, hesitated and Spartacus slowly retreated with Lin Li. Now that the Roman shield was broken, the gladiators could kill all the warriors without them.

In the stands of the gladiatorial arena, the fat consul Gaius, the deputy commander of the Roman legion, and Battista had very ugly faces, they didn't expect the brave Roman legionnaires to be killed by a group of slaves so quickly, and Spartacus and Lin Li were unscathed, which made Batista's face black, Batista put all his net worth on Lin Li and Spartacus were killed, if the two were not dead, Battista didn't dare to imagine what his result would be.

glanced in the direction of Gaius with a gloomy face, but Battista found that although Gaius's face was not good-looking, there was no disappointment, Spartacus could be said to be Gaius's mortal enemy, how could Gaius not care about Spartacus's life or death. Could it be that this guy has arranged something to do with it? That's why it's so calm? Batista suddenly thought of a possibility.

A scream rang out from the mouth of one of the Roman soldiers at the back of the jaw, the gladiator's sword slashed at the soldier's neck, and blood spurted out of his neck, and the warm blood and the sand on the ground mixed to form a dark color, and the gladiator slashed down with his sword without stopping, and the sword continued to cut off until the soldier's head was cut off from the neck, and then the gladiator grabbed the soldier's head and opened his hands to the stands and let out a brutal roar, blood splashed everywhere along the lonely head, Bursts of cheers rang out from the stands.

Ten Roman legions were killed in the blink of an eye, and the gladiators paid the price of fifteen dead and wounded. Having killed the Roman legionnaires, who posed the greatest threat to the gladiators, there was an eerie brief silence in the arena. The brief eerie silence didn't last long, as a muffled sound of flesh tearing pierced the gladiators' ears through the noisy arena. One of the gladiators suddenly raised his sword and plunged into the body of his companion who had just fought together, and the blood splattered the gladiator's body. He stabbed the man next to him with a sword, and then the gladiator raised his foot and kicked the man away, and the man rolled twice on the sand, covering his wounds in vain, with a look of disbelief on his face.

The sound of flesh tearing was like a horn for killing, and in an instant the gladiators began to fight frantically, wailing, roaring, and the sound of bone tearing intertwined into a hellish music, and there was no other smell in the gladiatorial arena except the pungent smell of blood.

The first to be killed were those who had just been wounded in the battle with the Roman legionnaires, who were slaughtered by the fierce and concise slaughter of the gladiators around them, and there was no mercy in the gladiatorial arena, and then the gladiators who got carried away from the killing of the Roman soldiers and did not notice the situation around them. Ten more gladiators were killed in just ten breaths, and there were fifteen of the last gladiators left in the arena. …,

Spartacus finally understood why Lin Li wanted to pull him away from the center of the battlefield, the center of the battlefield was surrounded by gladiators, once the melee was over, even the strong gladiators could not resist the enemies coming from all sides, and only on the edge of the battlefield would they not be easily besieged.

Lin Li and Spartacus had an iron shield in their hands, and they cooperated with each other to kill the gladiators who approached the two. Spartacus is worthy of being the person who can command hundreds of thousands of slave legions later, and with him, Lin Li can feel the increase in his strength and movement speed, and the two are like comrades-in-arms who have cooperated for many years, and the cooperation quickly became tacit.

Cutting down a person who was forced to retreat by other gladiators, this person's blood sprayed on Lin Li's face blurred his eyes, and he was about to raise his hand to wipe his eyes, suddenly, a feeling of extreme danger made Lin Li's whole body tremble, this trembling was not fear but the excitement that surged after the flesh and blood were stimulated by strong danger.

Mental power determines perception, the higher the mental power, the more sensitive the sense of danger, Lin Li's mental power is as high as 15 points, which is half higher than the perception of normal people, and the strong hostility and killing intent can be felt if Lin Li is not hidden.

Lin Li exhaled a breath of turbidity, squinted his eyes violently, and a tall figure was silently approaching in the mist brought by the blood covering his eyes.

With a deep sigh, his legs bent slightly, Lin Li retracted most of his body behind the shield in his hand, and then his legs violently exerted force, and he crashed towards the tall figure like a bull, since he had lost most of his vision, then protect himself to rampage hard.

With Lin Li being blessed by the aura of Spartacus, as high as 19 points is almost the strength of two sturdy adults, so if he collides with it, even if it is a bison on the opposite side, he will have to knock it to the ground.

"Bang!" The dull impact sound sounded violently, and Lin Li felt that his arm was numb and hit a wall, but the front of the shield was not a real wall after all, just a little hindered Lin Li's right hand behind the shield to push the gladiator up. But suddenly, the resistance in front of the shield quickly disappeared, and Lin Li's body was immediately hugged by a pair of powerful hands, and the tall body actually followed the force of Lin Li's forward rush to hug him and threw him out fiercely.

Slamming on the ground, the creaking and twisting sound of the iron shield sounded under Lin Li's body, and a strong wind pressure surged behind him, and the skin on Lin Li's back could even feel a pinprick-like pain. With a muffled snort, Lin Li rolled to the side, and the shield on his left hand was swept by him as a weapon, and in the next moment, a heavy impact came from the shield.

Lin Li's shield smashed the iron sword that stabbed down, and the iron sword was swept away by the shield and exploded a series of sparks, and the owner of the iron sword almost couldn't hold the sword and let the iron sword fly out of the air. Lin Li slowly stood up and wiped the person who saw the sneak attack in front of him.

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