After fighting all the way, Albert and the others rushed to the gate of the arena. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Together with Duncan and the ogre Dodom, he pushed open the five-meter-high stone door.

However, as soon as the door was pushed open a crack, the three of them hurriedly pulled it back and inserted the deadbolt. The sight outside chilled Albert's heart, and at this moment, there were thousands of soldiers blocking the outside of the arena.

"Damn. Albert cursed secretly, and his mood fell to the bottom.

Although the advantage was on the side of the gladiators, Albert was not happy, people always get tired.

The gladiators were barricaded in the doorway, and the pressure increased.

Not only did they have to face the dense crowd of soldiers, but they also had to separate some people to stand against the arena gate to prevent the soldiers from outside rushing in.

However, that's not the worst of it.

As Albert had guessed, as time passed, the gladiators' physical strength gradually became a little exhausted, and their advantages were constantly negated, and every moment someone collapsed in a pool of blood. Watching the familiar figures fall, looking at the companions lying on the ground and struggling to death, Albert's eyes were split. Although it is known that death is inevitable, the reality is too cruel for anyone to remain calm.

Many of the gladiators went mad, and they no longer obeyed Bawin's commands, and began to fight on their own, charging and killing indiscriminately.

This made the soldiers feel much less stressed, after all, it was much easier to face dozens of powerful individuals than to face a team of powerful individuals.

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In the stands, a young man dressed in ordinary clothes but with a swaggering instrument stared at the arena with a faint smile on his face.

Beside the young man, a burly middle-aged man said, "Your Highness, when will you save someone." ”

"Only kindness in times of despair can be remembered for a lifetime. The young man waved his hand and smiled lightly, "Now, we just need to watch the show." ”

Such an approach will not cause the other party to resent it. The middle-aged man frowned, and there was some fear in his tone.

"Disgusted?" the young man sneered, and then said disdainfully, "For a few slaves who are inferior to pigs and dogs?" he looked at the red-haired young man covered in blood in the field, "I only need him, those who have no use value are not worthy of living in this world." ”

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and did not continue.

On the other side of the stands, Fregaar stood up and shook his wrist.

"You owe me a favor. He muttered, glancing at the man shrouded in a black cloak beside him.

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Just as the gladiator side was about to collapse, another figure jumped from the stands and rushed into the soldiers' camp. The silver-gray vitality was stirring, and there was a commotion in the camp of the soldiers who had just gained the advantage, which greatly reduced the pressure on the gladiators and launched a counterattack again.

"Freigal!"

There was an uproar in the stands, and people didn't know what Fregaar wanted to do.

"Stop him for me!" the commander couldn't help but exclaim, commanding the strongest melee swordsman battalion to surround the uninvited guest.

Albert also heard the cries of the people, and his eyes passed through the figures, and he vaguely saw the admirable young warrior. But he didn't know the other party's intentions, and he didn't understand why the other party wanted to help him.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Albert is fully committed to the enemy, and now is not the time to be distracted.

His friends are fighting for their lives, and it's all for him. These valiant gladiators put their lives in his hands, and it was his duty to leave with all those who survived and to give them back their freedom.

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"This funny kid still has reinforcements?"

In the stands, the swaggering young man frowned, "Fregaar, Fregaar." He muttered, looking at the middle-aged man beside him, "I seem to have heard this name." ”

"You've seen him, at a dinner party. The middle-aged man reminded in a whisper.

"Really?" the young man touched his chin and said in a somewhat displeased tone, "I hate to speculate, do you have any more hints?"

"When... Of course, the wise Highness. The middle-aged man's voice trembled a little, "Do you remember? At the banquet you held last month, His Royal Highness the Second Prince brought Fregaar to attend, and at that time you laughed at His Royal Highness the Second Prince for not being able to find a female companion. ”

"Oh, yes, I remembered. The young man nodded, "This kid named Fregaar seems to be the most talented martial artist in recent years. ”

"That's right, you asked me to woo Fregaar, but ......"

Halfway through speaking, the middle-aged man's words came to an abrupt halt, and he saw the other party's murderous gaze.

"Just denied. The young man withdrew his gaze and finished speaking for the middle-aged man, "That's right, I hate rejection." He smiled, "And this Fregaard, was the first to reject me." ”

The middle-aged man lowered his head and said nothing, cold sweat pouring down his forehead like a waterfall.

Ignoring the frightened gaze of the middle-aged man, the young man smiled, "Interesting, it seems that this operation is not so easy. He looked at Fregaar, who was at ease in the shadow of the sword, restrained his smile, and said to himself, "Yadonis, my dear brother, you are truly haunted. You say you don't have the heart to fight for the throne, but why are you against me everywhere? ”

"You said that Fregaar was sent by His Royal Highness the Second Prince?" the middle-aged man asked cautiously.

"The time has come for the Savior to appear. The young man did not answer the middle-aged man's question, but slowly got up and "took him to the hotel." With that, he left the arena without looking back. As soon as the young man got up, more than thirty guards disguised as civilians or merchants followed.

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"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

At this moment, three arrows fell from the sky, lined up in a line, and attacked the soldier commander.

Hearing the sound of breaking wind, the soldier commander instinctively looked back, couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and hurriedly grabbed the guards beside him and blocked them.

"Poof!"

The first arrow pierced the soldier's chest, the remaining two pierced through the blood hole, and the second pierced through the Vitality's defenses and nailed into the commander's plate armor. The third arrow slammed into the second, creating a massive thrust that pushed the second arrow into the commander's abdomen.

The commander fell to his knees, clutched his lower abdomen, and retreated to a safe position with his neck bent.

He looked around, and finally spotted the sneak attacker. It was a delicate woman in tight-fitting leather armor with an indistinct face, standing on the high ground of the arena, holding a brown longbow.

"Nine o'clock, shooter battalion, kill the sneak attackers for me!"

The commander screamed hysterically, and his pale face turned red with rage.

The soldiers and spectators in the stands looked up, looking for what the commander called the sneak attacker.

At the same time, the woman shot again with her bow, and three more arrows whizzed, piercing the heads of the three soldiers without even aiming.

Albert didn't notice all this, he was busy slashing down the seemingly endless number of soldiers.

Although the sudden reinforcements have taken their stress away, the companions around them have long been exhausted, even the orcs who were born for war are no exception. The only ones who still maintain their full combat power are him and those ogres with beast blood.

All of them fought with the belief of freedom, but this did not become a force to turn the inferiority.

Up to now, there were less than thirty people left on the gladiators' side, and among them, they were all injured to varying degrees. Barrett had a broken arm and was still fighting frantically, and his golden hair had been dyed red. Albert was also covered in bruises, his magic power had long since been exhausted, and he could no longer affect the formation of the soldiers. Every time he killed a person, another soldier filled the vacant spot.

"It seems that this time there is indeed a lot of trouble. Kyle wiped a handful of blood from his face, his magic was exhausted, but he was still fighting, the apprentice didn't add much to the odds of winning the whole fight, at least, he did his best, for the sake of his friends.

"I kind of regret it. Barrett grinned, wielding the greatsword with one hand.

Albert didn't know that the masked woman was always standing beside Barrit, her eyes were determined, as if she was guarding the most sacred treasure in the world.

"If we make it out alive, I'm going to push you down, whether you agree or not. Boris slit the throat of a soldier, looked at Charlotte not far away, and said seriously.

"Let's get out alive first. Charlotte, who usually looks like a man, glared at Boris, her face slightly red.

"You agreed?" Boris's eyes flashed with undisguised joy, and in an instant his strength seemed to have all recovered, and he killed more than a dozen soldiers in a row, and came to Charlotte's side, "My dear Charlotte, tell me, what position do you like?"

"Get out of here, my mother is not in the mood to discuss this with you. Although Charlotte's tone was tough, her face turned even redder.

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"Kill!"

At this moment, there was a sudden shout of killing outside the arena gate.

Immediately afterward, the sound of metal crashing and screaming became the main theme, and the sound rolled over, drowning out the killing cries inside the door.

I don't know how long later, the shouting outside the arena faded away, and the heavy stone door suddenly shook, shaking off a lot of dust. Everyone was shocked, and several gladiators instinctively pressed their bodies against the stone gate.

However, it was all in vain, and less than five seconds later, the deadbolt was broken.

After the stone gate was opened, hundreds of warriors wearing uniform silver-plated armor rushed in, and just as the gladiators were about to fight back, they suddenly saw thousands of soldiers' corpses outside the gate, and couldn't help but be stunned, and the weapons raised stopped in mid-air.

At this moment, hundreds of warriors marched in unison, swept past the gladiators, and swung their long swords at the soldiers.

The soldiers who had the upper hand in the last second became lambs to be slaughtered, each of these hundred warriors had the strength of the golden rank, and had a more tacit cooperation, facing the soldiers who were already less than 700 was almost a slaughter. In an instant, the wails were incessant, and the severed limbs in the arena flew up, and the bloody gas filled the air, drifting with the wind, enveloping the entire arena.

After about a quarter of an hour, the killing stopped.

As far as the eye could see, the arena was littered with corpses, blood staining the ground reddish-brown.

ps: I wish you all a happy Chinese New Year, friends who have been working are full of money, and my younger brothers who are still in school will not be punished.