Those slaves did not answer. As a Parthian cavalry, their riding skills were absolutely top-notch, and their resting archery and Mongolian archery were as famous, and they quickly narrowed the distance between them and Scipia. .

　　 "Run, master!"

　　 said a slave in horror.

　　 Scipio was so scared that he was so scared that he didn't expect that someone would assassinate him. Who on earth wanted to assassinate him?

　　 Is it Sura?

　　 It's just that it's impossible, he doesn't need to do it.

　　 But Scipio had no time to think about it, so he slapped his horse back and fled.

　　 A slave drew out a short sword in a panic. He was not a warrior, but an ordinary slave who served Scipio. The short sword was only used to embolden him.

　　 At this moment, a few arrows shot over.

　　 The slave dodged in panic, but was still shot with an arrow.

　　 When he stood up, a cavalry passed by him.

　　 He took out his dagger and ran his throat skillfully.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 A burst of blood shot away from his neck, and almost half of his neck was cut by this sword.

　　 The big man continued to rush forward as if nothing happened. Whether it was a soldier's career in the past or a gladiator now, this kind of thing happened too much.

　　 Seeing the horses getting closer and closer, Scipio was horrified and lost his soul.

　　 Although he also claims to be proficient in martial arts, he rarely fights in battle.

　　 Those slaves were not good at riding, they soon fell behind and were beheaded to death by those masked men.

　　 They used the spurs to control the horse, and then they took their bows and arrows to shoot at Scipio.

　　 Although he was on a galloping horse, arrows still hit the horse and Scipio.

　　 Scipio’s horse wailed, sprinting forward with all its strength.

　　 This even widened the distance from them, and Scipio gave birth to a glimmer of hope of escape.

　　 At this moment, his heart completely sank to the bottom, because several masked cavalry were rushing towards him.

　　 The sharp dagger reflected a chilling light under the sunlight.

　　 "Stop, I'm Scipio, you can't kill me, Sura promised to save my life."

　　 Scipio said loudly.

　　 But the cavalry were not moved at all, because they did not understand Latin.

　　 The two cavalry attacked Scipio at the same time from both sides with great tacit understanding, and Scipio blocked the slashing attack of a short sword.

　　 Just when he thought he would be injured, the horse under him suddenly fell to the ground, and then Scipio rolled uncontrollably, and did not recover after several laps.

　　 It turned out that the cavalry did not attack him, but slashed at the horse's leg with a sword.

　　 Scipio tried to stand up, and found that he had surrounded by masked men.

　　 There was a bloodthirsty light in their eyes. He was asking for mercy, and the cavalry slashed at him.

　　 Soon Scipio screamed and lost his life, and a cavalryman cut off his head.

　　 These gladiators communicated in a low voice, whether they want to go back to their lives, and if they go back to their lives, will they be killed.

　　 It's a troubled world now, maybe they can run away.

　　 At this moment, they faintly heard the sound of horseshoes in front.

　　 They suddenly rang the words of the masked man, and the place has actually been blocked.

　　 In fear, they quickly fled to the grove.

　　 Not long after, a group of cavalry slowly appeared in front.

　　 There are about a hundred cavalrymen in this team. It is mainly composed of two parts, one is black-skinned Numidian cavalry, and the other is wearing Roman armor, but their armor has a strange impression of badges, which are the cavalry under Li Wei.

　　 Soon they found the horse and headless body lying on the ground in front of them, so they stopped quickly.

　　 "Be careful, there are thieves."

　　 said a riding captain.

　　 "The thieves are too rampant now. They dare to block the way and kill the noble. This person should be a noble."

　　 A ten captain said, and after that he got off his horse and carefully probed the identity of this person.

　　 Since there is no head, it is very difficult to find out the identity of this person.

　　 "Would you like to catch them and kill them, his blood is still hot, they shouldn't be away for long."

　　 The captain of the cavalry thought for a while and said, "Okay, leave a few people to cremate their corpses. The owner said that if the corpses are not collected, it might cause a plague. I don't know if it is true."

　　 "The Patriarch is so kind, he even asked us to come out to maintain order and collect the corpses for the victims."

　　 "That's right."

　　 After speaking, these cavalry followed the trail they left behind.

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　　 The masked man carefully examined Scipio's head, then scratched his face and buried it in a small hole dug a long time ago.

　　 carefully buried the soil and leaves, and said: "You have made a wise choice. Come with me. Only with me can you go out alive and let the horse go."

　　 Those slaves are very reluctant to fight. They are all excellent cavalry. If there is a war horse that can't be beaten, they can at least escape. What if this person wants to kill.

　　 Looking at these complaining cavalry, the masked man sneered: "Now if you want to leave, just go, but don't blame me for reminding you when you die."

Those slave gladiators, look at me~lightnovelpub.net~ I look at you, how can I go without getting the certificate of free slaves? At that time, it will not be a dead end. In the end, I can only helplessly put the face towel on the horse, and then The horse ran away.

　　 At this time, the masked man showed his face, and a long scar appeared under his left cheek, and continued to his neck.

　　 "Follow me, you can call me Kelso."

　　 said the scar-faced man.

　　 He took the slave gladiators to the road and frightened the gladiators for a long time, then he rebuked them for a long time before letting them follow.

　　 But I met a large number of cavalry before going far.

　　 "Stop, who are you?"

　　 a cavalry stopped them and asked.

　　 "We are fleeing."

　　 Kelso said with a smile, then handed him an iron medal, and then secretly made a V.

　　 The cavalry showed a different color after seeing it, and then routinely asked: "Have you seen some thieves? They killed several people."

　　 "No, sir."

　　 Kelso said.

　　 "Let's go."

　　 said the cavalry.

　　 Kelso hurriedly took them out of here. Along the way, they found a large number of levels, not only a large number of infantry, but also a large number of cavalry following some thieves.

　　 This makes the gladiators even more guilty. It seems that this person has not lied. The power behind him is indeed very large, able to command a large number of troops.

　　 Kelso took them to a residential house near the military camp, and said: "I will get you the documents now, don't run around, there will be a caravan going to Greece tomorrow, and you will go with them at that time."

　　The slave gladiators looked at each other and could only watch him leave.