Chapter 586: Arena (Part 2)

The cheers of the audience rose and fell, each time louder than the last. At this time, the host was very good at grasping the hearts of the audience and gradually lowering their cheers.

"Okay, let's see, the enemy of Sassanid, Yazdegerd, is here with his army!"

At this time, on the left side of the stand where Luca was, the gate was wide open, and a large group of people dressed in Persian style rushed out waving scimitars and shields. There were more than 150 of them.

Then, twenty armored cavalrymen appeared behind the "Sassanid soldiers". They held spears and shouted loudly, deliberately making weird shouts, specifically to make the audience feel extremely disgusted with them.

"Romans, kill them!"

“Kill them!”

“Kill them!”

The excited audience shouted loudly at the "Roman army" opposite the "Sassanid soldiers", and the scene reached a new climax.

"Yes, look at these devils, let us cheer together, Rome! Rome! Rome!"

"Rome! Rome! Rome!" The audience's emotions were completely aroused by the host. They cheered together, boosted their morale, and picked up their face that had long been trampled to the ground. They made themselves look high and mighty and became the pride of the world's leading nation.

"These Sassanids are slaves bought from Persia." Aresio whispered to Luca, "Whether they are playing infantry or cavalry, they are all Persians, in order to make the scene more realistic."

"It seems that you have spent a lot of money, material resources and energy on this performance, Alessio."

"This is just what I should do. After all, Valentinian doesn't want to see you have a high reputation that everyone in Rome can follow. He always emphasizes his existence, but he always becomes a clown." Alessio did not hide his irony towards Valentinian. In contrast, Luca just laughed it off without making too many comments.

"Come on, look, they are about to fight!" The host shouted, and then a horn sounded, which meant attack!

"Form a line! Form a line!"

These fifty or so "Roman soldiers" shouted at the "centurion" in their lead and set up a line of defense.

The "Sassanid soldiers" roared and rushed towards the "Roman army formation" in front of them. They were so ferocious that the "bang bang" sound of their flesh hitting the shields made the audience in the stands collectively reach a climax. They raised their fists high and roared with red faces. It seemed that this performance was really touching.

All I saw was "Theodosius' chariot" shuttling back and forth on the battlefield, the sharp knives on the wheels reaping the unprotected legs of the Persians on the periphery like an evil god that brought death and pain. For a moment, blood splattered everywhere, body parts were scattered all over the ground, and the injured Persians fell to the ground wailing, and were soon run over by the wheels again.

"Kill! Caesar! Kill them!"

The audience cheered loudly, and many women even fainted in excitement. You can imagine how lively the atmosphere was at that time.

"Oh my God, this chariot is so powerful." Even Luga couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, the Sassanid cavalry who were standing aside and watching the show were finally ready to attack. They rode their horses forward, surrounded "Theodosius' chariot" and continuously stabbed the chariot with their spears.

Theodosius on the chariot waved the iron sword in his hand back and forth, deflecting the lances that tried to stab him.

I don't know if it was due to the plot requirements or because it was true, but the Sassanid cavalry raised their lances and continuously stabbed the charioteer. Although he dodged the attacks, he still couldn't withstand the frequent attacks from the lances.

In an instant, a lance pierced the driver's back. The driver clenched his teeth, his facial features twisted in pain. He held the reins tightly, and finally, unable to bear it anymore, he slowly knelt down.

"Oh, look! Augustus's poor horseman has fallen! Now brave Theodosius is in trouble!"

The host described the scene in a noisy manner, and the lobbyists behind him raised their hands and sang loudly: "Caesar~Caesar~Caesar~"

Without the driver's control, the chariot instantly lost control and crashed into the crowd that was still fighting. It was like a stone hitting the calm water, causing thousands of waves.

The audience exclaimed, only to see the chariot rushing into the crowd and knocking down a group of gladiators. The sharp knives on the wheels became particularly dangerous at this moment. As the knives swept past, flowers of blood bloomed, and the whole scene was out of control.

The out-of-control chariot was running rampant among the crowd, and the exciting battle just now turned into a one-sided massacre in an instant. Yes, "Theodosius' chariot" was colliding and tearing everything in front of it, and the gladiators who survived had to abandon their armor and flee in panic.

"Quick, stop the war horse, stop the war horse." The host on the stage saw the war horse out of control and hurriedly shouted to the audience.

"Oh, my God, look, Aresio, this is the battlefield, it's always changing." Luca pointed at the chariot below and said with a smile, making Aresio look embarrassed and he had to respond with a smile.

The "Sassanid cavalry" surrounded the galloping chariot on horseback, and shot bows left and right, while stabbing the galloping horses to death with their lances.

The two war horses fell to the ground wailing, and the chariot behind them inevitably overturned due to the rapid speed. The entire chariot was turned upside down, trapping the bodies of "Theodosius" and the driver underneath.

The roar and flying dust instantly covered half of the arena. The audience was surprisingly quiet at this moment. Everyone held their breath and prayed that "Theodosius" could survive the overturned chariot.

At this time, only a hand was seen stretched out from under the chariot, and then the dusty "Theodosius" crawled out from under the chariot, then raised the iron sword in his hand high and signaled to the audience. At this time, not only all the audience present, but even the host on the stage secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, "Theodosius" was going to get into trouble, so the next performance really had no way to continue.

After all, they had the advantage in numbers. Soon, the "Sassanid soldiers" annihilated the "Roman army" which was outnumbered and had suffered a blow, and then surrounded Theodosius.

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At this moment, "Theodosius" was particularly immersed in the performance. He looked around and tried to struggle. He held the iron sword tightly and kept turning around, trying his best to show the audience his despair at this moment.

"Oh, God, Theodosius is not like that. At least, he looks much braver in this performance." Luca teased, turning back to look at Eudolia. Eudolia was obviously fascinated. She sat there with her lips tightly closed and motionless, just like the other audience members. This made Luca secretly happy. At least through this, he could make Eudolia feel her own bravery.

"Look, Luca! Flavius ​​Luca!"

At this time, the host's words suddenly changed, and the cave door on the right was seen opening. More than 20 fully armed armored cavalrymen rushed out. The leader was particularly conspicuous because he was burning with flames.

"In order to protect Augustus, Flavius ​​Luca rode his horse through the blazing fire of hell. He was so brave that he was not afraid of becoming one with the flames."

The flaming knights roared like demons rushing out of hell, and together with the fully armed armored cavalry, they killed the Persian soldiers in front of them.

Theodosius, who was in the middle of it, did not forget the overturned chariot in the sky. He raised his hands and shouted loudly to the audience. The audience cheered in unison. The thunderous sound made even Luca cover his ears.

"Look, what a perfect performance, what a perfect performance!" The courtiers in the stands stood up and applauded. Luca turned around and happened to meet Eudolia's eyes. It turned out that Eudolia was also looking at him. The look in her eyes was like the admiration she showed for a hero.

Satisfied, extremely satisfied, Luca himself couldn't help but stand up and applaud.

But at this moment, amid the cheers, a man dressed as a soldier suddenly flashed behind Luga. He approached Luga under the cover of cheers, and then took out the dagger in his hand.

"careful!"

At this time, Luca only heard Eudoria's exclamation behind him, which was so harsh amid the cheers. Luca instinctively turned around and looked directly into the pair of sharp eyes in front of him.

"laugh!"

The man grabbed Luga's shoulder without saying a word and stabbed him with a dagger.

(End of this chapter)