Chapter 328 Black Blood

"We naturally want to thank you for your kindness!"

Luca's promise was like a reassurance, and the former leader of the Bagauda rebels who were willing to surrender breathed a sigh of relief. They were probably used to being deceived when dealing with Roman nobles, but this time they were promised so readily that they couldn't accept it all at once and needed some time to ease their mind.

Luca led his guards and his companions, surrounded by soldiers, into the city gate and climbed the city wall. He stood at the highest point of the gate, quietly watching the soldiers rushing onto the dark street and disappearing without a trace.

"Okay." Luca said, "Let's stay here and wait patiently for them to start!"

In order to wait for such a moment, Luca specially prepared wine glasses. The people behind him held a glass, which was filled with wine by the soldiers. They stood on the top of the city and waited patiently.

Finally, the noise in the dark night rang out in the city, whose outline could only be seen. A single move affected the entire city, which was instantly filled with fear and screams.

"boom!"

There was a violent explosion, and the flames that shot up into the sky lit up the entire city in that instant. It was probably someone who ignited the piled-up kerosene barrels. The flames were higher than the houses, and the flames burned fiercely. The flames that shot up into the sky were particularly dazzling against the background of the night. Groups of Roman soldiers holding iron swords and torches ran like a torrent on the streets. The rebel soldiers patrolling the streets were hacked to death in the streets in a moment before they could come to their senses. At the moment they fell, they would never believe that the heavily guarded city gates were quietly opened by the Romans.

The hotel in Agrippina, where Luca was discriminated before the war. Of course, a man of small mind is not a gentleman, and a man without poison is not a man. Luca did not think he was a saint with great morals, so he naturally wanted to eradicate this place that left him with a psychological shadow. Luca asked all soldiers to focus on this place, and the meaning was self-evident. Luca believed that there were a large number of rebel soldiers and a group of people Luca called "hateful people" here. Luca wanted to know if these people who thought they were noble barbarians were still doing their original jobs in it? Now it's just that their service objects have changed from barbarians to slaves who have just turned over. I don't know how big the psychological gap is, but they don't feel dissatisfied, because who would feel bad about money? The music never stopped. When this group of musicians stopped, another group of musicians soon took over. The music made these guys who indulged in entertainment unaware of the danger. Many tired drunkards were arm in arm in twos and threes, or they were supporting each other. Humming obscene songs, they staggered towards the dark street in front of them. The loud singing stopped abruptly until they disappeared into the darkness.

After all, the hotel is a lively place, where music blinds reason and wine indulges desire. In this place of right and wrong, security work is indispensable. The endless wars brought by the Bagauda Movement have squeezed the last bit of mercenary blood in this province. In order to prevent the bastards from causing trouble, the only way is to let the sober guy be a temporary security guard.

Of course, who would be willing to endure the lively scene behind them to maintain law and order? These guys naturally have a lot of opinions but they can do nothing about it. Things change over time. They have to endure the pain for a while, and then someone else will laugh at them.

"Oh, they actually stopped. I didn't expect that these guys could clearly realize that their singing was bad!" The "security guard" on guard kept complaining while looking at the darkness. He was relieved when the sound stopped.

“It’s okay, it’s okay!”

Finally no longer having to endure the stench of alcohol and vulgar words, the "security guard" had a comfortable look on his face.

“Help, help…”

There was a low sound in the darkness, and it was so small that it seemed that the person calling for help must be very weak. This weak sound came from the darkness, and compared to the noisy shouting and music, it was like the buzz of a mosquito compared to thunder.

"Um?"

The "security guard" was bored and inadvertently saw the figure walking slowly out of the darkness.

"Hey, did you lose something and come back to look for it, you drunkard?" Looking at the figure slowly approaching, the "security guard" kept shaking his head, but when the firelight illuminated the entire person, the "security guard" was stunned.

The reason why this person was walking unsteadily was because his whole body was covered with wounds of various sizes. The wounds were exposed, the flesh inside was turned out, and blood covered his whole body, making him look like a bloody man. His red face stared blankly at the "security guard", and his trembling lips kept repeating "Help, help!"

"What is this? What is this?"

Faced with this bloody man, the "security guard" could no longer remain calm. He kept backing away and called on other "security guards" not far away to come over.

"Hey, friend, how are you doing?"

One of them mustered up the courage to ask the bloody man, who stopped and raised his head, allowing them all to see his hideous face. There were two obvious tear marks on his blood-red face, and the tears were still flowing down his eyes, but he was still mumbling, "Help, help!"

"What's going on? Did you fight with someone?"

A "security guard" mustered up the courage to go forward and find out what was going on, because this bloody man had already attracted a lot of attention. There were still many officers in the hotel having fun, and if this bloody guy disturbed their nature, I'm afraid these "security guards" would be in trouble.

"laugh!"

The bloody man suddenly stood up, and a silver spear tip suddenly appeared on his chest.

"Oh My God!"

The "security guards" were frightened by this. They took two steps back involuntarily, staring at the bloody man with little life left, slowly falling down. The man who had been killing people behind him appeared in front of them. He was also covered in blood, but not a drop of it was his. He was wearing a chain mail, stained with blood in silver and red. With his ferocious expression, he looked like a ghost from hell.

"ah!"

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First, the woman screamed, and the sound was particularly harsh in this cheerful scene.

“Swish, swish, swish…”

Countless shadows flew out of the darkness, piercing the chests of the security guards in an instant in midair. Those were the spears used by the Romans, and soon, a second wave of spears swept in from the darkness. Under the spears, there were no men or women, no innocent or damned, only the unlucky and the lucky. Soon, this joyous scene was about to turn into a bloody massacre.

The men and women outside screamed and ran towards the hotel door. At this time, a large number of torches appeared on the dark streets on all sides, and hundreds of Roman soldiers appeared in front of them like falling from the sky! "Kill them!"

"Hoo-ha! Hoo-ha! Hoo-ha!"

At the officer's command, the Roman soldiers roared three times. The rumbling sound, like that of a war drum, instantly silenced the musical instruments in the hotel and shut up everyone present.

“Boom…”

A large number of chaotic footsteps sounded outside the hotel, drowning out all the crying and howling, and filled with screams and slaughter. People kept falling along the way, and the people inside the hotel took advantage of the situation to seal the door, so that people outside could not come in, and naturally they were greeted with ruthless slaughter.

(End of this chapter)