Chapter 968: Hell Gladiatorial Arena

Viache has always been unsympathetic to the Yellinburg forces, and I am afraid that none of the eighteen principalities of Kipros are truly friendly with Yelinburg, a barbarian tribe that worships skinning, and anyone who approaches it is terrible. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info is allied with the Krigotisk family, and beware of being skinned and swallowed while sleeping. Now that he has used the Skinning Family, Viache is not in a good mood to continue dealing with the Skinning Family. Of course, the skinners would be angry, but Viache didn't care, and no one in Kipros would speak for them. Viache would not have been afraid that the Skinners would defect to the Orientals, and I am afraid that all the Slavs would not think that the Skinners would be able to submit to the Orientals. The skinners' style of action was cruel and crazy, and when they slaughtered the small town of Umezu and stripped the skins of hundreds of Oriental soldiers and hung them on wooden stakes, their fate was already sealed. Orientals are also arrogant, don't say Orientals, anyone who encounters the matter of Umezu Town, it is impossible to reconcile with the skinners, this is an undying hatred.

In the political game, divisions and mergers, alliances and betrayals are all because of the appeal of interests. As long as interests require it, one day it is an enemy, tomorrow it can be a friend. But the skinners are different, what they do is angry and resentful, and they have broken the bottom line. It is absolutely impossible for the Oriental to make peace with the Skinner, and Vyache has nothing to fear, no matter what, the Skinner will have to fight with the Oriental. Antori's eyes almost burst into flames, a slave girl had been tortured to death by him last night, but the furious aura had not subsided, and by now, Antori knew that he had been tricked by Viache, even if he was a fool. Those high-ranking Slavic nobles have never really looked at Yelinburg, and any support for the principality is a pretense, Antori was very angry, and he wanted to slaughter the principality nobles with a knife, but he had to endure it. Now that they have offended the Orientals, if they offend those Slavic nobles, then the Krigotisk family can still live?

It's not terrible to die a Kayev, there are countless princesses in Antori, and there are so many sons that he can't even count them, but can the death of one Kayev calm the anger of the Orientals? It's all to blame for Viache, this dog thing, who threw the disaster on the heads of the Yerinburgh, "Is there any news from the upper Toika?" What happened to Kayev and those soldiers? ”

"No, the Orientals locked them up, they are very tightly guarded, our people can only inquire outside, and they don't dare to be too obvious" Mido rolled his pale lips, lowered his head, and a grim smile flashed between his eyebrows. Kayev had better not come back, even if he came back, he would be killed, if he didn't die, how could he snatch the identity of the heir? At this time, how could Antori still care about Mido's careful thoughts? He frowned, his fists clenched tightly, "What the hell do the Easterners want to do, why don't they kill them?" ”

Locked up for food and drink, when did the captives get such good treatment? But no one thinks that the Orientals are merciful, and they must have done so for a purpose. Just when the skinners were at a loss, the family guards ran in with a letter, the letter paper was rolled up, sealed with wax and oil, and covered with the unique wolf head mark of the skinning family. Glancing at the contents of the information, Antori's dead face became even more gloomy, as if it had been covered with ten thousand years of frost. The Orientals were so hateful that they wanted to reopen the Toika Arena, and the duel was fought between the Skinners and a pack of wolves. I didn't expect the retribution to come so quickly, the skinners used wolves as totems, and the Orientals got a group of wolves to deal with the skinning soldiers.

"Damn Orientals, are you insulting us?" Antori's hands were bruised, but there was nothing he could do, how he wanted to order those captives to be killed, but did his own words work? The Orientals treated the skinners like cattle, and let everyone see some of the bloodshed of the gladiatorial arena, and they wanted to continue the gladiatorial arena and tell all the Slavs that they were not afraid of anything, and that any provocation would be repaid tenfold and hundredfold.

In the dark, damp cell of the upper Toika, by the river, a few rats squeaked idly, and these rats were so fat that they had long since lost their fear of seeing prisoners. It was a small, smelly cell, with green moss on the walls, and the smell of urine was constantly spreading. Ever since he entered Verkhniy Toika, Kayev has been locked up in this cell. At this time, Kayev was sloppy, his face was swollen like a pig's head, four iron chains fixed Kayev in the middle, and his mouth full of teeth was knocked out, and now Kayev finally felt what it meant to live rather than die. Suicide? No kidding, it's no fun to be fixed to die, it's no fun to commit suicide by hitting the wall, and it's a joke to bite your tongue and commit suicide without teeth. The feeling of wanting to die but not being able to die is about to drive Kayev crazy, and the Orientals must be plotting something by all means to keep him alive.

The other skinners were in much better condition than Kayev, who were confined to several cells, where they had two meals a day, each of which was half-full. Some eat, don't have to die, it's already a special kindness to the skinning soldiers.

These days, the city of Toika is full of talk, and the news of the reopening of the Upper Toika Gladiatorial Colosseum is spreading, and the Slavs are no strangers to the gladiatorial arena. This violent game, which originated in Roman times, has been going on for nearly a thousand years, except that this time the two sides of the duel turned out to be a man and a wolf. Some people think that the Oriental people are too ruthless, and some people think it is very exciting, but all this can't affect Zhao Yougong, since he decided to do it, there is no reason to regret it. On Toika Castle, Yang Zaixing sat next to him and made a report, Zhao Yougong listened carefully, "The news has spread out, except for those Komi, Yanmar, and Turov nobles, if the nobles of the Western Duchy also want to come and see, let them in, as long as they collect their weapons and monitor them strictly." He assured them that he would not act against the western principalities during the five days that the Colosseum of Upper Toika was open, and that the king assured them that they would keep them safe as long as they did not cause trouble. ”

"Your Highness, rest assured, this has been arranged, yesterday several Western Slavic nobles had already entered Upper Toika, and they all came to watch the gladiatorial arena, but there was no movement from the Skinners, and it is estimated that they will not come. But that Lovednov has also arrived, and has already arranged for him to be in the tavern, does His Highness want to see him? Yang Zaixing was very impressed by Luo Weidenov, this Sledgehammer cavalry regiment under the command of a Slavic beard, the combat effectiveness was not bad. According to Yang Zaixing's meaning, it is completely possible to put some thought on Lovednov, as long as the Iron Hammer Cavalry Regiment is destroyed, Vyache is equivalent to losing an arm.

Zhao Yougong was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect Luo Weidenov to come, this guy is really bold, "No need to see it, since Luo Weide dares to come, he won't be afraid that we will attack him." Besides, we have already made it clear that we will ensure the safety of everyone, and there is no need to lose our prestige. Luo Weide's side, just keep an eye on it, as long as he doesn't cause trouble, let him leave safely. After watching the good show in the gladiatorial arena, this king wanted to see what Luo Weide's expression would be. ”

The day before the opening of the Colosseum, many Slavic nobles came to Verkhnitoika, and the nobles of the East and West wanted to see the methods of the Orientals. The Upper Toika Gladiatorial Colosseum is very large, and when viewed from above, it looks like a large stadium, and if you sit in the gladiatorial arena, it can squeeze more than 40,000 people to its fullest. The gladiatorial arena is barbaric and bloody for many people, but the gladiatorial arena is also very exciting, the Slavs worship fighting, they seem to love the gladiatorial arena more than the Romans, the duel has not yet begun, some people have already stood up and shouted, many people are squeezing forward like madmen, and the soldiers responsible for maintaining order fire their bows and crossbows in unison, and after shooting a few troublemakers, the scene calms down. The Slavs were all shocked by the thunderous means of the **** soldiers, and they didn't dare to make trouble anymore, so they stood in their own positions and looked down honestly. Those Slavic nobles waited with some trepidation, although the Orientals made assurances, but after all, this was Upper Toika, the control of the Orientals, and it was false to say that they were not worried.

As it approached, the crowd was crowded, and under the protection of a team of silver-armored soldiers, Zhao Yougong finally came to the gladiatorial arena. At first glance, the field was crowded, Zhao Yougong nodded with satisfaction, Sanniang stood behind Claire and Yelena, Xiao Zhiyun and Hai Dongzhu did not get involved. Xiao Zhiyun's responsibilities are very heavy, she must control the whole army outside to ensure that there will be no accidents. Since Zhao Yougong wanted to use the gladiatorial arena to establish his power, he would definitely not be able to show up, and Claire insisted on following, which was a bit unexpected.

After taking his seat, the old Duke of Yanmar stood up and said a call, and then the gladiatorial arena finally opened, and the crowd was immediately full of voices. More than 100 wild wolves were released from their cages and ran into the field, and those wild wolves wrinkled their noses and let out bursts of bloodthirsty roars, showing their ferocious side to the fullest. More than a hundred soldiers of the Skinners were escorted out, of course, it was impossible to throw them all into the field, and the wolves did not necessarily have the advantage when there were too many of them. Yu Xiaochen was holding a bamboo tube, which was full of bamboo sticks, and after Yu Xiaochen stood still, the translator next to him raised his voice and said, "The bamboo tubes are full of bamboo sticks, and there are twenty bamboo sticks dyed red, let's start the lottery now, and if you get a red bamboo stick, go to the field to fight hungry wolves." ”

As soon as the translator's voice fell, the faces of more than 100 soldiers of the Skinning Family all turned pale, they were not afraid of death, but they were to be bitten to death by wild wolves, and that kind of pain was not something ordinary people could bear. A skinning soldier obviously wanted to fight, but before he could make a move, two black soldiers pounced on him and cut him to the ground, the translator glanced at Yu Xiaochen, frowned and said angrily, "You'd better think clearly, if you draw lots, some people will survive, if you don't draw lots, then you will all die." You have also seen the situation just now, so I advise you not to resist and draw lots. ”

With the experience of the past, the soldiers of the Peeling Family did not dare to think carefully, they closed their eyes and drew lots, and suddenly some people were happy and some were sad. Twenty hapless skinning soldiers were pushed out, and they had no weapons at all, so they went to meet the wolves. These days, the soldiers of the Skinning Family have been only half-full, and their hungry bodies are weak, and they want to defeat the wolves, how can it be so easy? Twenty soldiers pressed close together, wolves gathered around, revealing dark eyes, a white wolf leaped to its feet, and then an unfortunate skinning soldier clutched his thighs and wailed.

The skinning soldier fell to the ground with his hands covered, and immediately more than a dozen wild wolves pounced on him, and the wild wolves became ferocious, which was unimaginable, and these wild wolves were already hungry and panicked, and immediately caught this unlucky skinning soldier. On the head, skin, arms, abdomen, pieces of flesh were bitten off with the skin, but they couldn't die immediately. The skinning soldier wailed in pain, pierced his eardrums, he died a terrible death, the scraps of flesh were spilled on the ground, a skeleton of bones was scattered everywhere, and the bloody scene irritated everyone's eyes. Isn't the skinner powerful, so let's compare it with a wolf. Rao is a Slav who admired fighting, and at this time he was also shocked by the wolves, and it turned out that dying at the hands of the wolves was so tragic.

Claire insisted on coming to see the Colosseum, but it was just curiosity, she had never seen the Colosseum since she was a child, and she never thought that the scene would be so bloody. Frightened, his face turned white, covering his eyes, not daring to look again. Zhao Yougong curled the corners of his mouth, as if he admired the scene in the field, and then looked at those Slavic nobles, these nobles were already trembling.

The fate of the twenty skinning soldiers has long been sealed, the only difference is how to die, the wolves have no fear at all, they bite up and down around these skinning soldiers, only the roar of the wolves in the gladiatorial arena, and the screams of those skinning soldiers. Gradually, the people of the Colosseum were silent, and they had to think about what would happen if they were thrown into the Colosseum. Orientals, they look gentle and gentle, and seem to be benevolent, but when they are really ruthless, they are even more cruel than the skinners. After the first group of Skinner soldiers were eaten by wild wolves, it did not end, and another group of unlucky Skinner soldiers were sent in. The wolves were consumed, and then another pack of wolves was sent in, and after two hours, only heavy breathing was left in the gladiatorial arena, and the wolves were covered in blood, the dead bodies were mutilated, the stumps and severed arms were everywhere, and the earthy yellow gladiatorial ground turned red, and the blood was still flowing.

What hell looks like, the gladiatorial arena is what it looks like. At this time, the gladiatorial arena was like a demon's mouth, devouring all the lives that broke in, and not only the Slavs were afraid, but even Lovednov couldn't help but tremble. The revenge of the Orientals is so surprising that it is simply inhumane. If you are an opponent of such a person, you will definitely have nightmares at night.

In the backstage cell, some of the skinning soldiers were already on their knees and weeping bitterly, their bodies shaking like chaff.

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