Hannibal craned his neck and glanced at Cameron from the bottom up, with a sneaky look and a little hesitation and embarrassment.

Cameron's brow furrowed even tighter: "Why?"

Hannibal handed over a shabby and crumpled note: "This is the cost of repairing the wall to the east of Dazhai, 、、、、、、、、、、 that night (Cameron's hurricane)"

Saying that, Hannibal's face began to turn red, and he said shyly: "You are so bad, 、、、、、、、、、、、、、、 you"

Cameron clearly felt that his 20 most loyal followers were focused on him, and with some kind of deep meaning、、、、、、、、、、

The muscles in Cameron's face began to twitch、、、、、、 and he swore that Hannibal was the only one in the world who dared to ruin his reputation so brazenly、、、、、、、、 but he probably didn't mean to look like that、、、、、、、

In this way, the "Golden Chimera" - Cameron Swan, who had not changed ** for more than ten days, left the abandoned highlands with 20 retinues with incomplete armor of both men and horses.

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This is the "Mobius" arena, and at the moment there is a lot of jubilation here, 100,000 seats are full of pits, and there are creatures of all races, countries, and regions, and their identities are either rich or noble, either nobles or rich merchants, and it seems that Eastwood's propaganda methods are very successful and effective.

Silk is worn by all who attend this occasion. The armor worn by a few barbarian nobles and western generals, but the placket of the armor was still made of silk, and the cloak with the armor was also more elegant, and no one wanted to lose a share on this occasion、、、、、、、

Eastwood's memory is surprisingly good, and his energy is unusually vigorous, he memorized 100,000 invitations, and tirelessly analyzed the family background and even personal habits, temperament and education of each guest dozens of times, and then arranged a seat in the most scientific way. The main purpose is to keep them from fighting 、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、

The intricate relationships of the 100,000 people in the field, the grievances and hatreds of the private country, the races, and the number of them are as big as a library, and only a devilish brain like Eastwood can analyze them calmly and orderly, make correct judgments, and if it were someone else, they would have gone crazy a long time ago、、、、、、、、、

Everyone sat on a stone bench with their names written on it, and because the performance had not yet begun, everyone who knew each other was whispering. The whole "Möbius" is a fragmented and muffled conversation in various languages. One after another, mixed with occasional irrepressible laughter, the ratio of men to women is about 8 to 2, and many of the harnesses of the elf clan have also been invited.

Mobius designed it very ingeniously. The large circular shape, which increases in height from the first row to the back, is designed so that even those sitting in the last row have a clear view of the center of the field、、、、、

The sound of a leather whip broke this qiē, taunting the guards of the city. The whip in his hand struck mercilessly on the hundreds of topless and dirt-covered slaves, who pulled the two arm-thick chains with all their might. The iron fence at the bottom of the arena made an uncomfortable mechanical friction sound, accompanied by the friction sound, and slowly rose, in fact, the whips in the hands of the guards were the same whether they whipped these slaves or not, they would all use their strength to pull the chains, but they were used to it, both sides were used to it, and both the abuser and the abused were used to it、、、、、、、、、、 This is the way this world is, some things are taken for granted, no one cares, thinks, reflects, is too busy, busy with pleasure, busy with taking, busy with conquering, busy with distress, busy with regret、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、

At the moment when the gate of the fence opened, one hundred and fifty chariots loaded with bread, fruit and meat, or grapes or mare's milk wine, galloped out without hesitation, each chariot was dragged by eight pure white horses, the chariot was also snow-white fox skin wrapped in yellow rosewood, it can be said that the whole body was snow-white, they circled the field three times, and after attracting enough attention from the audience, and harvesting enough cheers from the audience, they stopped, each of them stopped in a position close to the audience, and then, fruit, meat, bread, cheese, Liquor, these things flew around the room for half an hour, and today was a day of entertainment, and everyone was partying, and everyone, nobles, generals, rich merchants, slave owners, were all partying, not minding that the gravy and wine were spilled all over their bodies, and everyone had a smile on them, a laughter that was about to appreciate some cruel competition, and they came for it、、、、、、、、、、、、

Pieces of meat, pots of fruit, baskets of cheese and bread, passed from the first row to the last. Everyone is partying, gentlemen are no longer scruples about manners, and ladies are no longer reserved、、、、、、、、、

The smell of wine, the smell of half-cooked meat, fruity and frankincense, permeates the whole Möbius、、、、、、、、、、

There was another crack of the leather whip on the skin that all slave owners were familiar with, the rattle of the fence gate stabbing and rubbing, a huge metal fence door on the other side of the arena opened, and one hundred and fifty chariots with all their goods unloaded and completed their merits left one after another through the fence gate, and everyone could clearly see that the horses were much lighter and lighter when they left, and one hundred and fifty chariots, neat ranks, and yellow sand filled with yellow sand, left again in an orderly manner, and the little climax came to an end、、、、、、、、

A barbarian nobleman held a large piece of beef with his dagger in one hand, a bunch of grapes in the other, laughed a few times, and howled a few times, he was venting his excitement, his hand habitually touched the chest of a beautiful middle-aged elf housewife on his side, probably touching his own slave girl in his own territory, the glamorous elf housewife, smiled kindly and blocked the other party's greasy hand with a small piece of bread in his hand, and smiled again, the barbarian nobleman obviously blushed, smiled awkwardly, picked up a bottle of mare's milk wine at his feet and pointed it to the other party, and apologized。

The elven mistress smiled reservedly, and once again pushed away the wine handed by the clumsy and cute, but extremely masculine, masculine savage in front of her. This is a very cute and energetic young man、、、、、、、、

The savage was visibly disappointed, and put down the bottle of wine.

The glamorous elf made an astonishing gesture and stopped the barbarian beside him by the shoulder and whispered: "This is the key to my room, after watching the show, I want you to come and visit, I want to see your bronzed abs、、、、、"

After speaking, he was still at the base of the lucky barbarian's thigh, and twisted it slightly、、、、、、、

This barbarian nobleman, about twenty-one or twelve years old, was supposed to be a young son, and the law of inheritance of young sons allowed him to enjoy the most luxurious and comfortable life in the best of times.

The armor can't tell which country it is, dozens of pigtails the thickness of little thumbs ripple messily behind the head, bronzed skin, healthy and wild, solid muscles, a pair of obsidian-like eyes, a little freckles on the face, and a clean beard, this is a sunny and handsome big boy.

At this moment, he has lost his mind, obediently, he has not been so old when he is so old, but he has been teased by such a feminine and amorous woman, and he is also an elf, an elven housewife who may be hundreds of years old、、、、、、、、、

This big boy is really lucky, this is also the purpose of the city of taunting, whether it is the enemy of the extermination, or the lover who is sweet to death, will be brainwashed by the purpose of this city to entertain to death, this is an extremely open, extremely indulgent city, everyone must abandon their baggage here, enjoy themselves.

The lucky barbarian sat back in embarrassment, probably reacting, especially the beautiful mature woman of the elf clan sitting next to him, gently grabbed his arm, and the plump twin peaks began to rub his arm intentionally or unintentionally、、、、、

The lucky barbarian was just about to continue what he had not done at the beginning when the fence gate at the bottom of the arena opened again, this time four at once.

After the small climax, the moment the fence gate opened, everyone who was excited and carnival instantly quieted down, stretched their necks to look at the center of the arena, and held their breath、、、、、、、、

Eight tightly wrapped caravans streamed out at an extremely slow pace, as if they were strolling through gardens and picnics, apparently to whet the audience's appetite for what was to come、、、、

The audience became quieter, their eyes moving with the eight caravans, an anticipation and a pressure, where the audience is the gods, the masters, and how to please the audience will determine the fate of the city、、、、、、、

Eight caravans lined up neatly in a line, stopped in front of the rostrum, a pair of slender and enchanting, very able to provoke the man's ankles stretched out, the ankles were tied with red lines, the red line was a small and chic bell, in the quiet arena, the crisp bell sound, one after another, particularly sultry 、、、、、、 (to be continued......