Peng Liguang was completely disappointed with Wang Zhuo. It turned out that the well-spoken classical Latin sentence just now was just a flash of inspiration from Master Wang. The one on the left or the one on the right probably said dejected words. "Master Wang, I have long heard that the Romans were
Humans are like animals, and today I see that they are indeed worthy of their reputation. If I can escape one day, I will definitely call a hundred thousand troops to rescue the enslaved slaves."
"Well, you can ask them to help you dig coal mines." Wang Zhuo breathed out softly, and his muscles and bones made a snapping sound. He straightened his body, looked straight ahead, bent his knees and slowly squatted down until his thighs were parallel to the ground, and then moved his thighs
Head muscle contraction.
"Crack!"
The shackles broke with a sound. Wang Zhuo stood up and moved around for a while, then used force to break the handcuffs and the iron chain around his neck. The iron smelting technology of ancient Rome was scum, and it was no match for the noodles before it regained its strength of 1,500 kilograms.
Just as soft.
The power of the rules suppressed him less and less. Wang Zhuo, who escaped from the trap, raised his head and shouted: "Duobao, let me out!"
Peng Liguang also raised his head vigorously, his eyes full of anticipation. But he didn't wait until the beautiful and outrageous girl cast the spell.
Duobao didn't respond, but Wang Zhuo didn't show any disappointment. After moving his hands and feet again, he walked up to Peng Liguang, broke off the pig iron in a few seconds, and released Peng Liguang.
Peng Liguang sat on the ground and gasped, "Master Wang, there are submachine guns and pistols in the tank, as well as more than sixty grenades. Escape and find the armored vehicle. Let's set the city of Rome on fire tonight!"
"Well, I'll go first in a while and come back with some food. You rest for a while and then stand. If anyone comes in, you kill him."
After Wang Zhuo finished speaking, he patted Peng Liguang on the shoulder, and a Yanyue Sword appeared behind Peng Liguang's armor with a crisp sound. He patted the Yanyue Sword again and merged into the armor again.
Peng Liguang nodded to express his understanding. "Master Wang, why don't you and I come together? Let's set the fire and run away!"
"Don't run away yet. Let's stay here before the Roman Emperor or the nobles make a decision to deal with us. Try to delay as much time as possible for the outside world to find a way for us to return to China."
This is the only way. Peng Liguang knew that the two of them were unfamiliar with each other and could not even speak Roman. If one of them failed, they would be surrounded by the army. When the time came, Wang Zhuo could run a horse with his fists and kick a cow to death.
It may be easy, but his surname Peng must not be so lucky.
After making a simple plan, Wang Zhuo walked slowly to the iron gate. After looking around for a few times, I pulled the iron fence out of the gap that allowed him to pass. After Wang Zhuo went out, I pulled the iron fence out.
The iron bars on the top were broken back.
After Wang Zhuo left, Peng Liguang stepped forward to the iron fence in two steps. He tried his best to pull the fence but could not pull it. After looking at the twisted structure that Wang Zhuo had twisted into a twist, he changed to Wang Zhuo.
Breaking the untouched parts again, it turned out that the iron bars could be deformed. Peng Liguang couldn't help but said to himself: "Just leave. Before leaving, I helped them reinforce the dungeon. What kind of spirit is this motherfucker!?"
Wang Zhuo dodged several groups of guards patrolling fixed routes, and finally came to the big pit that he and Peng Liguang had smashed when they appeared. Wang Zhuo, who had excellent eyesight, even saw the moon and stars hanging in the clean sky. Hundreds of them.
Slaves were transporting and repairing the large holes that had been opened, and beside them were guards with whips occasionally beating slaves who were unable to work.
In the center of this group of slaves, the broken stones and wood around the eight-wheeled armored vehicle driven by Peng Liguang had been cleared away, and a few slaves even used linen cloths dipped in water to wipe the body of the armored vehicle.
For convenience when arriving, the armored vehicle's cabin door was not locked, but because it was not braked by ordinary vehicles, the Romans could not open it.
After Wang Zhuo looked at it for a while, he silently stepped back.
When the ministers of the Chinese vassal kingdoms still lived in thatched huts, the sewers of Rome could be used for horse-drawn carriages. As the largest arena in the empire, underground facilities were naturally available. The armory, the dungeon guard's accommodation area and the warden's separate office were still there.
There are very smooth sewers.
When Wang Zhuo appeared in the warden's office, several humming sounds came from the all-stone room. He turned his face sideways and exposed one eye to look inside. Even though Wang Zhuo has a tough mind, he has seen it before.
There were so many ups and downs that I almost vomited them out.
The warden is a strong man with a fat waist, thick legs, and a big belly. He is pressing on a woman like a dog. Behind him, there is a strong male slave with no clothes on his body, who is struggling to sprint towards the warden's back yard. Wang Zhuo can't help but
We know that this is the favorite posture of the Romans. It radiates from the city of Rome to dozens of provincial centers. For the bold and unrestrained nobles, this is not a heavy taste.
Wang Zhuo really didn't want to disturb their interest, but he glanced at the wine, grilled fish and some bread placed on the table outside, and suppressed the mood of killing them and crept into the door.
Just two steps into the prison, the female slave, who was lying like a dead person under the warden, turned her face.
Their eyes met. Wang Zhuo smiled slightly and was about to draw his sword to kill. The female slave looked at Wang Zhuo up and down and then turned her head back.
Wang Zhuo was stunned for two seconds, then with a deep expression, he took the wine and meat on the table and walked to the guard dormitory. He turned the Qiqing soldier back to the goggles state, then found some guard clothes and put them on, and sent the food to the dungeon first.
Then he walked around the underground several times, memorizing all the terrain, and finally came to the vicinity of the deep pit.
Tomorrow is the "Judgment Day". The slaves have to repair the huge pit before dawn. At this time, there are only two guards supervising the torches on the ground. Wang Zhuo walked over in a swagger. One of the guards thought he was coming to replace him and whipped him.
When he handed it over to him, the guard suddenly saw Wang Zhuo's appearance clearly, and just as he was about to shout, a huge fist came closer and closer in his eyes.
"puff!"
Wang Zhuo punched the guard on the bridge of the nose. The nose bone was shattered, and the bone fragments penetrated into the brain, causing the guard to die immediately. The other guard discovered the accident and was snatched away with a five- to six-meter-long whip before he could speak.
The body on his neck flew towards Wang Zhuo, but before he landed, Wang Zhuo's kneecap hit the back of his head, causing concussion to his brain tissue and causing him to die from the torture.
In just a few seconds, two living lives disappeared from the world. It was different from what Wang Zhuo expected. Although all the slaves stood up straight and put down the stones and wooden beams in their hands, they did not panic and ran away for their lives. Wang Zhuo saw from their eyes
I saw the same look as the black man did when the female slave and her body were still lying in the dungeon just now.
Sluggish and emotionless, like a dead person.
Wang Zhuo sighed and ignored them. Instead, he walked to the armored vehicle. After opening the hatch, he took the canvas bag with the gun and grenades in his hand. He turned around and looked at the hundreds of slaves. Wang Zhuo turned around without saying a word.
Just leave.
An hour later, Wang Zhuo returned to the dungeon. Peng Liguang extended his hand and pretended to be the crucifixion of Jesus. When he saw that Wang Zhuo had returned, he sat down on the ground. When he saw that Wang Zhuo came back empty-handed and his expression was not very good, he asked:
"What's wrong, Master Wang?"
"Nothing. Did you bring cigarettes when you came?"
Peng Liguang nodded and shouted, "I am a bastard." After his armor recovered, he took out half a box of soft Chinese and a lighter from his coat pocket, lit one for himself, and then threw the cigarette to Wang Zhuo.
After Wang Zhuo took it, he didn't smoke first. He burned the guard's clothes and then lit a cigarette without saying a word.
Peng Liguang handed Wang Zhuo his share of food, "There were too many people and you didn't get the gun?"
"I got it. I made a little arrangement. I learned a lot of Roman in the hour I went out. The man just now, the Roman Emperor, said before he left that we would be killed in the arena tomorrow."
Peng Liguang's hand shook and the cigarette butt fell to the ground. "Master Wang, please help me take care of my grandsons after returning to China. Tell Hong Mingyuan that I have sacrificed my life for the country. Can you make a gift of the relics I left at home?"
A memorial tomb, covered with the national flag and played with the national anthem, is my destination."
Even though Wang Zhuo was in a bad mood, he couldn't help but laugh after hearing Peng Liguang's words: "Don't worry, we have a high chance of escaping. As long as you know how to swim, Director Peng. Forget about the tomb."
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In the middle of the night, a guard who changed shifts finally discovered the bodies of his companions in the giant pit. The slaves couldn't tell who it was. The warden got angry and executed half of them on the spot. Then he sent someone to bring food, fish and sweets to Wang Zhuo and Peng Liguang.
Bread was only available to nobles and rich people. What Wang Zhuo and the two were fed was only the most unpalatable wheat and rice porridge.
The time soon arrived at about ten o'clock in the morning. Peng Liguang, who had been "let down" from the cross, turned his ears and heard a huge shout coming from the ground. "Master Wang, it's begun."
Wang Zhuo nodded, "Follow me soon, be more careful."
"Don't worry, brother, I have killed people on the battlefield and seen blood. Master Wang, you should be careful."
Wang Zhuo smiled and said: "Director Peng, I've wanted to tell you for a long time. Don't do it to me. I'm not that particular here."
You just said that because we were about to kill people together and run for our lives together. I saw that you were quite enjoying it before!
At this moment, more than a dozen guards came to the dungeon, opened the iron door, loosened the handcuffs and shackles of the two people, and took out a new pair of shackles and tied them on their feet. There was a thick iron between the two shackles.
Chains are connected, this is the basic routine for two people to fight against the enemy in the arena.
From beginning to end, they showed no resistance, which provoked another burst of ridicule and ridicule from the guards.
Led by guards wearing elite defensive armor, holding square shields and iron bayonet swords, they walked through a long tunnel and Wang Zhuo and the others were brought to another iron gate.
Looking through the iron gate, I saw ninety thousand people sitting on a high platform with several levels, and the cheers and shouts overwhelmed everything else.
Those sitting at the bottom were Roman citizens, both men and women were rugged. They wore very few clothes in the hot weather. Peng Li couldn't see clearly from a distance, but Wang Zhuo saw the members of the Roman Empire family in the specially-made box on the fourth floor.
The last Augustus, Commodus.
Commodus took a sip of wine that was as red as blood, then stood up and waved.
The huge arena fell silent after a while, and all the people looked at the emperor they didn't like.
PS: Thanks to fellow Taoist MARC for two monthly passes, and thanks to fellow Taoist Brother Kaio0 for the reward.