Zhou Shu had to admit that a group of thieves getting together was really not enough to achieve and more to lose. This group of big-mouthed guys escorted the gladiators they bought to the gladiatorial arena, talking non-stop on the way, so that Master Zhou heard a lot of useful news.

First of all, there is no one in the green leaf group's nest. Most of the group scattered to find the mother and daughter who had been snatched from them, and the slaves were the rest. Even the minions who should stay in the headquarters couldn't bear the loneliness and skipped the shift in a dignified manner.

In this way, Zhou Shu and the sick man mainly wanted to catch a living mouth and ask about the magician, so they could only attack this group of people.

Then the thieves complained about their living conditions, which were dirty and damp. By the way, he also denounced the Kuaishou boss who never appeared in the headquarters.

"It's done, even the ambush is saved. Zhou Shu was very happy, and he was reluctant to drill into the sewer. According to the current situation, it is completely possible to act like he did against Arni at the auction hall of the princess of the dead country before.

Hearing this, Yir frowned and said, "What ambush?"

Zhou Shu didn't bother to hide it, and pointed at the Green Leaf Group with his chin.

"Look at those guys, what a bandit group. I'm going to trouble them. ”

Ill understands this. He heard from Asuka about Zhou Shu's fight with the Hawk Slayer in order to save her and the details, and knew that he was a person with a sense of justice and had the corresponding ability, and it was because of this that he was willing to associate with Zhou Shu. Now that he sees that the other party is going to make trouble again, he doesn't feel strange at all, but wants to follow along to join in the fun. "Are those people going to the gladiatorial arena and going together?" he was not afraid of the king of the business empire.

The sick princess and Zhou Shu looked at each other, "Then let's go together." ”

The two of them didn't get into the car, and Il-Il followed along. The group followed behind the green leaf group so generously.

"Tell me about this lady?" said Ildaw.

Zhou Shu and the sick princess didn't plan to stay longer just now, so they didn't introduce that polite mind. After all, to introduce the identity of the sick princess, you have to lie with your brains. The sick princess herself had prepared a set of statements about her identity, that is, the identity of the poetess displayed in a small hotel near the non-commissioned officer school. Before she could introduce herself, Zhou Shu replied for her: "Her name is Nalolo, a poet. ”

"Nalolo?" Il frowned, and the sick princess rolled her eyes inwardly.

There are indeed many people in Baiyue Kingdom who call this name, but they are all children, and their parents either name their children directly after the children of the royal family for the sake of Tujili or for the sake of no education. But a person of such an age as the sick princess poked there, it was impossible for this to be the case. So she smiled awkwardly and said to Il: "It's just a duplicate name." ”

Master Zhou realized that he was two again, and scratched his head embarrassedly.

During this period of tracking, Zhou Shu has been constantly deleting Kuaishou and retrieving it on the summoning page of the Book of Summoning, in order to confirm his location, he has always been around here. Zhou Shu was worried that this fast hand would also come to the gladiatorial arena, and if he bumped into him when he started for a while, it would be very troublesome.

Il's side walks around and observes the Green Leaf Regiment and their gladiators walking ahead. These slaves seem to belong to the cannon fodder in the gladiatorial arena, and the armor and equipment on their bodies are extremely worn, and a pair of shoulder armor and leg armor are not matching, and they seem to be picked up and put on casually. It is clear that there will be no one among these people who needs him.

He wants junior non-commissioned officers, and senior generals are even more thirsty. If you want to restore your little wife, then at least ten legions must have the combat strength. It was easy to recruit soldiers, and the ten legions were only 50,000 to 100,000 people, which he could afford with his family's financial resources. And it can also be temporarily lent to the White Moon Kingdom in the form of mercenaries, which can earn mercenary fees and train the army. But to arm these 100,000 soldiers, at least 5,000 non-commissioned officers are needed.

When the ratio of non-commissioned officers to soldiers is 1 to 20, the combat effectiveness of the army is the strongest. Because non-commissioned officers can only strengthen a maximum of twenty soldiers at a time, only this ratio can maximize non-commissioned officers. At present, the war in the White Moon Country is like this, and the non-commissioned officers have been reduced strictly, and only the King's direct subordinate troops, the White Moon Army, can reach this ratio, and the other legions will have one or two thousand-man teams composed entirely of ordinary people to make up the number.

The lack of non-commissioned officers is extremely strict, and if Yir wants to snatch talents from the state machine, he has no right to pick and choose, and can only find them among gladiators.

Not all of these people were ordinary people, and some of them were cultivators, who had been reduced to slavery for some reason, just like the birds they once had. By the time the army had been decided, Il had found some people to work with, and some ordinary gladiators with excellent combat skills could temporarily serve as commanders. Ever since Il had the idea of recovering the princess of the dead country, the competitive side of his Kou Chi family's blood has undoubtedly leaked. As for the specific plan for the restoration of the country, he has not yet done so. The originally powerful White Night Kingdom has disappeared from the territory, and the original land has become a vast ocean, leaving only a White Night City and a few small surrounding towns.

Il didn't want to mess around with any independent city-states, and if he wanted to restore the most powerful period of the White Night Kingdom.

Fortunately, at the moment, Bai Yue and Mori no Kuni are fighting more and more fiercely, and he has the intention of profiting from it. When the time comes, the territory of the New White Night Kingdom will inevitably fall on the heads of these two countries. It is said that there are still many old and bereaved grandchildren of the White Night Kingdom who are thinking of recovering the country, and Yir has secretly sent people to look for them. He didn't have much hope for these people, if they really wanted to restore the country and mix well, they would have rescued his wife Hana from the slave traders, how could it be his turn? He did this to make himself appear busier, and there was really nothing to do at the moment except to recruit troops and observe the war situation between the two countries.

The group walked behind the green leaf group until they reached the side door of the gladiatorial arena.

The architectural style of the Colosseum is similar to that of the Colosseum in ancient Rome, except that it is not a circular structure but a square shape, and the whole building is grand.

The side door is for the staff, and the opening can accommodate two four-wheeled carriages side by side. The Green Leaf Regiment was to transport gladiators, so it took this route. Yi'er had a deal with the slave owners here, so he also took Zhou Shu and the sick princess to follow in grandly.

Passing through this gate, you will be greeted by more than a dozen tents standing next to the gladiatorial square, full of gladiators in chains, as well as many tigers, elephants, and some beasts unique to the other world. The area was like a bazaar for civilians, except that there were more people covered in blood with severed hands and feet.

A hundred-square-meter bamboo cage was erected in the center of the gladiatorial arena, and a man wearing heavy armor, carrying a sword and holding a shield, and three men in tattered clothes and holding knives and sticks as weapons were fighting.

The brightly armored guy raised his shield to fend off the attack, and the sword in his hand slashed at his opponent, who was enjoying teasing him.

The butler Iber said to the two men, "Today's gladiatorial competition was sponsored by a local gentry and merchant, and this man is known for his love of blood, so it is only natural that the competition he leads will ......go to his liking," Ibel pondered his words, "...... Mr. Zhou Shu, you are accompanied by a female companion, and I don't want to watch the content of the gladiatorial fight. Maybe you should go to the restaurant with Asuka for a glass of juice. ”

"The gentry you are talking about......" Zhou Shu smacked his lips as he looked at the armored man on the stage, "Could it be this person?"

Iber smiled wryly and nodded. There are many aristocratic and wealthy businessmen like this who will personally go out to fight for fun.

Zhou Shuxin said, this time it is considered to be an insight, it turns out that there are people outside the game world who like to wear a god costume to abuse vegetables in the novice village. He felt that the equipment of the three poor slaves on the other side was not even as good as that of the Novice Village Trumpet, at least the first piece of equipment they got from the system should be full of durability, and the three of them were wearing similar things as sack pieces. It's almost time to catch up with the sick princess who was burned by the fire before.

He Master Zhou hasn't taken these restricted pictures into his eyes yet, and his 'female companion' is even more taboo about this. Zhou Shu has seen others kill people, from the head of Princess Fuhu's maid cut off by the Black Wood Army, to the slave trader who was bitten by his own dog. But the most casual person who kills people is the sick princess. This woman is a killer, which is extremely happy and decisive, but it is too dirty to clean up.

The audience seemed to enjoy the scene of the fight, and some of them shouted for the slaves, hoping that the armoured man would be killed. In short, the atmosphere on and off the field was very high, and there were screams and cheers everywhere.

Asuka is a girl enough, although she has practiced some martial arts, she can't see blood at all. After Il's consent, she simply hid in the carriage.

Zhou Shu didn't have the time to pity the three guys in the bamboo cage, he was busy registering these fierce beasts in the Colosseum in the Book of Summoning, these things are usually rare. In fact, on the way here, he had already retrieved these, but he didn't notice them at the time. Now he couldn't be happier to face these big tigers, lions, elephants, and a rhinoceros-like creature. The summoning points of these animals are also very reasonable, not three or four thousand or one or two thousand, all forty points, you can't buy a loss and can't buy a foolish price.

President Ilr went to talk to the slave owners about the business for a while, and the top 100 gladiators in Lantern City were all good warriors, and he was going to pick the fifty of them with the best value for money to buy.

These slave owners had all had a history of trading with the Kou Chi Trading Company in the past, and they had great respect for the young king of the merchant empire.

"President Iir, this is not the place to talk, let me take you and your entourage to the VIP stage and discuss while watching the gladiatorial fight. ”

The podium refers to an area with a purple shed in the first row at the front of the arena, where only a blonde young man is currently seated, as well as a few attendants and a singer he loves.

"Mr. Zhou Shu and Miss Nalolo, are you going to sit with me over there?" Il invited the two.

The two of them are here to find trouble with the Green Leaf Group, but it's a pity that there are too many idle people here and there is no chance to make a move, so they can only standby. For Yier's invitation, Master Zhou gladly accepted. Since there's nothing to do, it's not bad to find a place to rest for a while.

The sick princess was a little irritable, and she felt a pair of eyes staring at her in the dark. This feeling of hers is not groundless, this is another benefit that the star internal organs bring to her - a keen five senses. Although she felt this way at the moment, she couldn't determine the direction of those eyes. Maybe it's just some womanizer, or maybe it's something else. To be on the safe side, she took out a hooded cloak from her spatial belt and wrapped herself in it, hiding her face.

Zhou Shu didn't know what she wanted to do when he saw her like this, so he simply took out his cloak and put it on. In this way, the two of them mysteriously followed President Il and led the slave trader down to the VIP area. The blonde young man was gone. At this time, the scene in the gladiatorial arena was too bloody to bear to look at.