At the end of August of the Julian calendar, nothing happened, and Dion, as a historian, recorded the truth in this way.

There is no way, the historian's writing style is not so much about writing history books, but rather about writing diaries. Basically, he was about what he encountered today and then writing a comment.

As a result, in August, Rome had no other interesting fun except for group stands and armed fights. Dion had no motivation to write.

After all, it is too boring to write about something every day, so Dion is too lazy to write about the Tenth Knight in history. Today, he beat someone and so on.

Even now, when Dion saw Vincenlio carrying his bag and taking his people away, Dion had already finished writing today's diary in advance and today's calm and nothing happened.

"It's right?" Palmiro pointed at the place near the arena with a cane. Recently, the fight has stopped and the place has been cleared. A large area has been vacated to wait for the group of people to fight. Today, Ma Chao and others have finally regained their energy to the peak.

"Yes, you are making pictures here, we will attract the Tenth Knight. At that time, Renato, you will block it from the front, Tachito and Paulus, you two are one left and one right." Ma Chao said very seriously at the three comrades who arrived on time.

Marche did not come. He said that he was old and could not participate in such activities, so he sent his appointed commander over, Julius Cornelius Paulus, Marche's distant nephew, and the heir of the Cornelius clan.

Ma Chao had no good idea about this. After all, Marche does seem to be a little old. If he lets the other party participate in such an overly intense activity, it will be bad if he dies suddenly. Although he has already greeted the hospital emergency room in advance, Galen and Hua Tuo are also waiting for the arrival of the wounded, but if he is too old, he will still be easily ascended to heaven on the road.

So Ma Chao did not force Marche to participate in this kind of event together. Anyway, Paulus brought the 12th Eagle Flag Legion, so that would be very reliable.

"Affricanas, you and me, and Benito, who didn't know where to hide, blocked Vergilio who came to rescue later. We must not let them unite. We must defeat them this time!" Ma Chao looked at Affricanas's not necessarily ferocious.

"Okay!" Affricanas said concisely. He did not want to participate in this kind of sand sculpture activity, but when Ma Chao bruised and swollen, he limped to the camp of the Third Eagle Banner, and looked at the whining soldiers, saying that they wanted to play against the Tenth Knight, do they have the courage to go with them?

At that moment, Afrikanas said that he saw his own father's ridicule, and then got up and said that he could go to the tenth Knight with Ma Chao, but then Ma Chao needed to go to the wrestling with his own father.

Ma Chao patted his chest and promised that there was no problem. He had fought Perennis more than once and was beaten very ugly. Now Affricanas said that after playing the Tenth Knight, he went to wrestle with Perennis, and Ma Chao had no idea of ​​refusing.

What’s there to be afraid of? Without you Affricanas, I, Ma Chao, would have to wrestle with your father. If you have, you won’t be afraid. If you fall, you will fall!

"Julio didn't come, right?" Ma Chao looked around and said, "He really doesn't understand politics, but after going back and forth for so long, Ma Chao has figured out that little meaning, but this doesn't matter anymore. The important thing is to beat the Tenth Knight!

"Victory is right in front of us! Please fight hard!" Ma Chao shouted loudly, and then flew back to the camp without saying anything, leading the seventh loyalist to prepare for the battle.

"It's started." Perennis stood at the window of the Pantheon, looking at Ma Chao and others in the direction. If you don't have any interest in such a large-scale fight, that's a hell.

"Who do you think can win?" Pompianus climbed up the stairs. He originally wanted to go to the Grand Theater of Rome to watch it on the spot, but considering that a group of young people would probably beat him up, his arms and legs could not withstand such a disaster.

"It's open, it's open. Ma Chao Group will lose 1.5 if you win, and the Tenth Knight will lose 0.85 if you win. Dynamic plate will be adjusted at any time." Pomponi held up a sign under the Pantheon and began to greet him. At this time, the Roman veterans who were a little more informed knew the news.

"Presist the tenth knight, two thousand silver coins." Herodian looked at the market when he passed by. Although the tenth knight's handicap was not profitable, it would not be considered a loss if there was.

Then a group of veterans appeared one after another, and began to adjust bets when they saw the market. During this period, the veterans with sensitive news had already bets on Pomponi in advance.

But what makes Pomponi shameless is that his handicap is dynamic, that is, the odds are constantly changing. What's more important is that how many people Ma Chao can pull is still uncertain, so this handicap has been changed many times. At the beginning, Ma Chao's odds were as high as 1 to 25, but no one dared to suppress this handicap, except for some gambling dogs.

In fact, most Roman veterans are not sure how many people Ma Chao has pulled, so there are many elders who are optimistic about the Tenth Knight. After all, the Tenth Knight's record is too strong, and this thing is equivalent to Huo Qubing's personal guards who have been around since three hundred years ago and Huo Qubing is still alive, so the Roman veterans are very confident about the Tenth Knight.

  It’s like wearing seven, I haven’t done the Tenth Knight before, how many can Ma Chao pull?

"Invite insurance business." The head of Valerieus clan came out from the side and said holding a sign. This family belongs to a strange thing. Although it is not as powerful as the Claudius family, the family has created many strange things.

For example, if the pension paid by the soldiers, their family will make the association bear the funeral expenses and disability subsidies for the soldiers. The business is very wide. Now that Pomponi is doing gambling, the Valerieus family thinks that the child has made a lot of money, and there is a possibility of making a fortune, and of course there is also a possibility of capsizing, so they hold up the sign to start selling insurance on the spot.

Pomponi received a gambling money for a while, and the amount was huge. He looked at his father who was standing on the upper floor, thinking that if he smashed the market, his father would definitely not pay him any compensation. Therefore, he hesitated for a while, calculated the income and losses, and spent about 20% of the income to buy an insurance from the young man who sold insurance next door.

In this way, if the plate is fried, the insurance seller next door will pay a large part of the compensation, so that the losses will not be too tragic, so the two parties will start trading in front of a group of people.

"Is there any other handicap? I want to hedge it." Valerieus, who had collected the money, began to observe whether there were any handicaps. Finally, he found a new handicap in the Senate next door. After calculating the profits and losses, he divided the money he received and pressed it to the new handicap.

On the other hand, when a large number of veterans disappeared and the atmosphere in the city became deserted, Vincenlio, who went out to beat Thirteen Roses, felt something was wrong. However, with the large-scale light and shadow made by Palmiro based on the city of Rome, even Vincenlio could not find the problem.

Until Vincenlio stepped into the position close to the Grand Theater of Rome, his super intuition suddenly made him feel something was wrong.

Instead of shouting, he slashed directly at the front with a knife, then closed his eyes directly, his vision was no longer reliable, and then Vincenlio burst out his momentum freely, and the rest was Velgilio.

As Vincenlio burst out his own momentum, Vergilio, who was sitting and waiting in the Senate, slowly stood up.

"Emperor, I'll go out." Vergilio stood up and said respectfully.

"Win to me." Caesar said with a smile. Vergilio was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed wildly, "As long as we once were, we will give you victory!"

After saying that, Vergilio led the remaining two thousand people from the Senate and walked towards the location where Vincenlio's momentum came.

"It's really not easy to win." Caesar sighed. He knew very well how many opponents the Tenth Knight would have. It was impossible to win. After all, the Tenth Knight was no longer the invincible that crushed the entire Rome, and other legions had not fallen behind for more than two hundred years.

All legions are becoming stronger. Although the Tenth Knight is also becoming stronger, the difficulty of going from one hundred to one thousand is far smaller than from one thousand to ten thousand, although it is also ten times more difficult.

Vergilio felt the breath coming from the wind and stepped out of the Senate with great strides, while Ma Chao had already appeared on the road with his regular troops.

"You guy, you really have the courage." Vergilio said with a smile at Ma Chao.

"This road is not open." Ma Chao put away his smile. Even though he had prepared so many people, looking at the tenth knight coming towards him, Ma Chao was still much more cautious.

"It doesn't matter if it is connected." Vergilio shook his head, then rushed directly towards Ma Chao. Two huge clouds collided together, and then the entire Roman city was covered under the heavy clouds, and the battle began.

"Winchenlio, if you want to go over, you can knock me down first!" Renato roared and crashed towards Winchenlio. The soldiers of the Tenth Knight met with Thirteen Rose with chariots. The two sides were just a collision. The dull sound made Huangfu Song, who was standing outside Kang Ke's palace, much solemn. The basic qualities of the Roman Legion were really trained by the dead Anxue.

"Is this the only thing?" Vincenlio, under the suppression of the clouds, hit Renato with a slight twist in his hand, knocking Renato to the ground with the guard behind him. "We are more skilled than you in saving rebound."
Chapter completed!