Chapter 286 The Great Escape (2) (Page 1/1)

Early in the morning of the celebration day, Todd, who was sleeping on a wooden bed, was awakened by a sound of ding and ding.

Putting on his clothes, turning over and getting out of bed, Todd saw the busy construction in the arena.

A group of Ulster soldiers is commanding craftsmen and slaves to install fences and wooden walls at several entrances and exits of the arena.

I asked someone to find out that in order to ensure that the security work on the day of the celebration was foolproof, the royal family temporarily decided to strengthen the protection in the "red circle" to prevent accidents.

While eating rye cakes, while sitting on the terrace watching the construction below, Todd saw a very interesting detail-the direction of these fences and bunkers was not facing the outside, but facing the field. Inside.

Looking at this posture, it doesn't seem to be to prevent foreign enemies, but to prevent attacks from inside the court.

The time came to 8:30 in the morning. In the square outside the arena, there was the sound of drums. The parade passed through the streets, and the laughter of people singing and dancing followed the wind and spread to the "red circle". Come here.

Compared with the excitement outside, the arena was silent, and the gladiators exchanged glances, and even the voices were suppressed to the point where they were almost inaudible.

Sitting on the stone platform of the training ground, Todd closed his eyes, with his chin resting on his knuckles, like an old monk in meditation, without the slightest movement.

With a straw in his mouth, Ackerman walked to Todd's side and said with his back to him: "All the gates of the arena are sealed, and only one main gate is left for spectators to enter and exit. All stands and stacks. The walls were reinforced with wooden boards and rivets, and the king’s viewing platform even used iron sheets and stones."

Ackerman glanced at the soldiers and guards patrolling the fence, and spat on the ground: "Damn, they are about to turn this into a fortress."

Todd sat cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes and asked, "What am I asking you to inquire about?"

"Oh, yes, speaking of this. The group of people in the northern faction have not seen Deirdre "Ms. Pain" for three or four days. According to the accounts of her cronies, Ms. Pain even left the amulet. Without taking it away, this has never been born before."

Hearing this, Todd slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ackerman with a smile: "It must have cost you a lot of energy to get this information?"

The latter scratched his head shyly: "A bouquet of flowers, a love poem, three nights... and the waist hurts a little..."

Todd said with a wry smile: "I just hope you still have the strength to complete today's task."

"Boss, don't worry about that." Ackerman patted his chest, his face indifferent.

The long and loud horn sounded, the gate of the arena slowly opened, and the admiring spectators poured into the stands like the tide breaking the bank.

The enthusiasm of gladiatorial fighting, brilliant fighting performances, coupled with the Kingdom Festival that has not been held for a long time, made this gladiatorial competition the most watched event in history. Tens of thousands of gladiatorial enthusiasts have come from different countries, speak different languages, and have different skin tones, just to get a glimpse in the "red circle".

Due to the large number of people, the official had to limit the number of people entering the venue.

After nearly 5,000 lucky people entered the stands, the heavy gate was closed, leaving only more people clamoring and crying outside.

Finally, all the spectators were introduced into the seats of the stands. The guards and staff of the arena, while maintaining the discipline of the scene, looked towards the high viewing stand, waiting for the arrival of the real protagonist today.

At nine thirty in the morning, amidst a loud drumbeat, King Conchurber of Ulster stepped onto the viewing platform.

The king in a red quiff formal dress walked to the handrail of the viewing platform and waved to the thousands of people in the audience, which drew cheers from the audience.

The royal clerk bowed to the high platform, then walked to the front of the stand, and read the king's edict aloud.

"The benevolent and wise King Ulster has an order. Today's gladiatorial contest is a grand event in the kingdom. Any gladiator who performs well and is recognized by the audience can be free!"

Amid the screams and discussions of the audience, Congeber shook his fat body, walked back to the throne of the viewing platform, and looked at the stunning woman beside him: "Queen Maeve, such a huge gladiatorial match, Connaught Kingdom must be a rare sight, right?"

The woman wearing a light pink veil, gently wiped her nails with freshly picked rose petals, and slanted a glance at Congee Urban.

This fascinating glance made Congeeber's body numb.

Seeing the woman's exquisite and unremarkable curves, the king swallowed, pulled his clothes down, and bends over without a trace.

With the ringing of a bell, Ulster's gladiatorial match officially began.

As groups of gladiators took to the stage to fight, the atmosphere of the entire venue was pushed to a climax again and again.

Gladiator fights were brilliant, the audience shouted hoarse, one person, but out of the center of the whirlpool, quietly came to the end of the corridor on the basement floor.

Reaching out and pushing away this dark and narrow cell, Todd looked around the surrounding furnishings, the grass bed, the stone wall, the mud, everything was the same as when he first arrived here.

Sitting gently on the pile of weeds, Todd looked at the sunlight projected from the tall iron windows, listened to the reverberating voices in his ears, and leaned his palms toward the ground beside him.

A pale yellow stone with a warm luster rose slowly from the soil and stayed in his palm.

Putting this "amber stone" into his arms, Todd stood up, glanced at the floor of the cell for the last time, and then strode out of the cell door, leaving only the back disappearing in the darkness.

Perhaps it was the impact of the king's personal promise to grant freedom, and the gladiators who played today did not have the ease and comfort of the past. Everyone is like a ghost in the abyss of hell, fighting and dying like a beast in order to fight for a rope hanging from the cliff.

A gladiator holding a sharp blade kicked his opponent, dropped the shield in his hand, shouted, and used all his strength to thrust the weapon into the enemy's abdomen.

Accompanied by the screams of the dying, blood stained the battlefield of the two, leaving only the exclamation of the audience.

Seeing the scene in the field, Ackerman made a few strokes with his fingers on his wrists, his expression dignified, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The appearance of Todd made this handsome young man in his early twenties ~lightnovelpub.net~ finally relieved.

"Boss, it's going to be the finale soon."

Todd nodded, put on his armor, took up the shield and dagger, picked up a Corinthian helmet with a red horsehair, and slowly put it on his head.

"The past belongs to the **** of death, and the future belongs to me." (Chinese)

Ackerman turned his head when he heard the words, and asked suspiciously: "Boss, what did you just say?"

"No, nothing." Looking at the winch iron gate slowly rising in front of him, Todd took a step forward into the light.

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