The moment he saw Maotou, Rod finally understood why this product was called Maotou. He was covered almost all with thick hair, and his broad jaw was covered with a thick black beard. His arms were as strong as rocks, and his face was carved with countless scars, the result of countless bloody battles.

"Maotou was extremely aggressive, and the gladiators who had been imprisoned with him before were all dead, and he killed them. He has a very short temper and punches and kicks other people at the slightest disagreement. You see, he's a big guy, and one punch can kill someone. ”

Alves, as the host, introduced it in an orderly manner.

And Maotou seemed to know that the people outside the iron cage were talking about him, and let out a dissatisfied roar. But the chains limited his freedom, allowing him to practice only to a limited extent. Or rather, these sandbags and corpses are not for him to practice at all, but for him to vent his anger.

One of the human corpses had been dismembered, and blood was pouring all over the ground. A wisp of white mist rose from the savage's nostrils, and even through the bar, Rhodes could feel the violence and savagery of this guy. Compared to the beastmen he had encountered before, it was even better. It's no wonder that the little dwarf wants to familiarize himself with it in advance, and at the same time be familiar with the people as well as the venue. Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is the only way to survive a hundred battles, Alves, like Rod, is a rational person, analyzes in advance, and then formulates a policy.

"Lord Rhodes, I know you're not afraid of a barbarian, but I hope you'll do what I say. After tomorrow's opening, you will sit in the audience and watch Maotou's fighting style, let him fight at least three times, and after three gladiatorial matches, you will go down and challenge him. There is no honor in this, our goal is to achieve the final victory in the Battle of the Evil Moon. Except for this goal, everything else is trivial. ”

After coming out of the arena, Alves confessed again. Even though he hadn't known this dwarf for a long time, Rhodes could feel that this guy was genuinely thinking about himself. Of course, if you take 10,000 steps back, this guy may also want to murder himself. But what's in it for him, and what's in it for Aubrey? Blackhammer has always been at the forefront of defending against all kinds of alien beasts and chaotic forces, and it is precisely because Blackhammer Castle is like a barrier on the northern border defense line that Heidelberg and Ringcity can have a relatively safe and peaceful environment.

"I see. ”

Rod nodded in reply.

......

The free arena was finally held on the third day after Rhodes' arrival in the Ring, and almost the entire town gathered here to watch the monthly life-and-death event. As planned, Rhodes brought Caroline and White to watch the game. Aubrey, Lord of the Ring, and his dwarf brother Alves also appeared in the arena stands as scheduled.

As soon as they met, Rod greeted Aubrey politely. At the same time, made eye contact with his dwarf brother.

"It's great to have you here, come and see our Ring's signature event, gladiatorial fighting. Ah, yes, I love it, look at it, the shouts of thousands of spectators, the blood splattering on the field, the sound of beasts fighting and roaring with each other, this is where men should be. ”

Aubrey was warmly welcomed. As before, as long as there is no matter of interest, these lords around them are easy to talk to, and they will also be polite to Rhodes, after all, judging from the title, they are of the same rank. From a strategic point of view, Blackhammer is their shield and bulwark. They have no reason to despise Rhodes.

Rod smiled, hugged Aubrey briefly, and sat down at the perfect angle.

From this angle, you can see the competition and fighting on the sand of the arena up close.

As Aubrey said, there were no less than a thousand spectators today. Almost the entire Ring City came, the elderly, children, women, homeless, drunkards, and even beggars. In this savage and bloody world, there is not much entertainment, watching animals fight each other, watching people fight each other, and people and animals killing each other, these have become the main means of entertainment. Coupled with the martial arts of the people of the north, this kind of activity is very deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Competitive competitions have also spawned another industry – gambling. Bet on your favorite gladiator before the opening, and if that gladiator wins the match, you will be able to earn a decent amount of money. This is also the reason why many people are keen to watch competitive games, and it is also linked to wealth and interests......

It's just that the scene in front of him made Rod feel helpless. The entire northern frontier is threatened by beastmen and all kinds of strange beasts, and the evil moon has descended, but these people don't care here, they are still entertaining themselves. If you want people to really come to their senses, I'm afraid there is no other way than for the army of alien beasts to come to the city.

In the first few games, Rhodes was not interested in watching, and it was all some small minions-level people fighting each other. When there are criminals, beasts, and even not enough criminals, they will be replaced by freedmen, and whoever wants to challenge the gladiators and win a prize can go up. The elderly and women are all right, except for children.

Arena of Order, although its name has the word Order written on it. But in Rod's view, order does not exist here, as long as the opponent can be killed, the gladiator does not pay attention to honor at all. Kick your crotch with your feet, snap your eyeballs with your hands, and tear each other like savages...... In short, if the weapon is lost, you can defeat the opponent by any means.

This is still very different from the competitive tradition of the Empire, which emphasizes chivalry in the competitive games of the Empire and Bretonnia, and generally does not kill people. Unless this man is truly barbaric and guilty of great sin. Either that's a mistake or a kill in the game. Otherwise, the players of the Empire and Bretonnia will generally show mercy.

The most chivalrous Bretonnia, their knightly duel, if one side is unfair due to external factors, the challenger will also ask to come back on another day, and wait until the opponent's energy and physical strength have recovered enough before dueling. If, during the duel, one side makes a mistake because of being beaten by a third party, then the challenger will also take a few steps back and wait until the opponent has come to his senses and fights again. It can be said that although the human beings of the whole Old World are connected to each other, their cultures are very different. And Kislev, close to the north, is clearly not so dogmatic and civilized. They just need to see the blood, see the blood.