Lu Bu's Ambition

Chapter 910 Turks VS Slaves
At noon, the civil and military officials of the Han Dynasty and the envoys/kings of hundreds of countries attended the largest banquet in the Colosseum in Luoyang City.

At this time, Luoyang City was full of voices, and the shocking scenes of the martial arts parade just now echoed in everyone's minds.

Those pairs of firm eyes, uniform steps, and sonorous footsteps still echoed in my ears.

Since its establishment, this majestic Colosseum in Luoyang was overcrowded for the first time. Business travelers and officials from all over the world sat on the stone chairs together with the people and officials of the Han Dynasty.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the one in the east, surrounded by guards of the guards in heavy armor, all civil and military officials of the Han Dynasty were seated together with envoys/kings from hundreds of countries.

"Three hundred Turkic warriors are willing to offer the bravery of a grassland eagle to the most respected king of martial arts."

Turkic Chanyu Jieli's posture at this time is very low, but there is also a sense of unyielding in his eyes. Although Turkic surrenders, he still wants to prove to the world that his Turkic ability to gallop on the grassland is not just for nothing.

With all eyes on Lu Bu, after hearing what Turkic Shanyu Jieli said, he waved his hands with a smile and said, "Okay! I have seen Xianbei's so-called warriors when I was traveling alone on the grassland, and I have also seen Mongolian warriors, but I have never seen Turkic warriors."

"Huh~ No matter how good the performance is, it can still be a bit majestic on the battlefield!"

Some of them snorted and said disdainfully, and for a while everyone was talking about it, not only their envoys/kings from other countries also had different thoughts.

As if he didn't hear it, Lu Bu narrowed his eyes and looked at Jieli and said calmly: "It happens that there are still a group of slaves in the Colosseum. The Turkic warriors should use the blood of these slaves to test the eagles of the grassland."

Although the words were very light, the affirmation in the tone and the commanding attitude were unmistakable, as if he, Lu Bu, was the master here, and everyone had to obey his orders.

It was originally a humiliating thing, but after hearing this, Jieli smiled calmly, "Okay!"

He has done so much, even if he is underestimated by other small countries, as long as he can get substantial benefits in exchange for it.

Three hundred Turkic warriors riding war horses slowly appeared in the wide circular open space of the Colosseum, and the people and business travelers from all over the world all exclaimed after seeing this.

Then there were shouts of excitement. Who would have thought that the mere performance between slaves and beasts would be replaced by such a large-scale battle in the blink of an eye.

The crowd shouted excitedly, and the envoys from the hundred kingdoms and the king also whispered to each other after seeing this, and finally nodded as if they had reached an agreement.

wow~
The big Han soldiers in black armor appeared, leading the carriages, and then dropped countless weapons from the carriages.

The iron fence on the other side was slowly opened, and a group of disheveled and dirty slaves appeared, all of them with disheveled hair and a foul smell.

The whip flicked violently, and there were several crisp cracks in the air. The big Han soldiers on the horses stared at the group of slaves who came out without anger.

"It's all good. The weapons here are optional. Those who survive will be able to follow your country's envoys back home!"

A group of messy slaves who had just come out raised their arms to cover the dazzling sunlight, but what the Han said next made their dim eyes burst into light.

"what!"

"What the Han people said is true!"

A group of people started discussing, but the soldiers of the big man sneered, as if they were looking at a group of livestock, "Remember that only by surviving can you have a chance."

Loud shouts rang out from the Colosseum, and under the crowd of crowds watching, the three hundred slaves who came out looked around blankly one by one.

Suddenly they saw the flags from their respective countries and were so excited that they shed tears, and some of them were trembling and speechless.

"Did you see that all nations pay homage to our great king, as long as you can survive today, you will follow your country's mission back home."

As if they were certain, the group of people kept looking around excitedly after listening to the words of the Han people. They saw countless figures shouting excitedly, and they also saw countless strange clothes and even clothes from their hometown.

Finally, when they saw the most conspicuous viewing platform, they all showed expressions of fear. Although they couldn't see the domineering figure clearly, they could be sure who it was.

Among them was a strong man with a stench all over his body. He saw the flag of his country on the high platform, and immediately strode forward excitedly.

shuh~ shuh~ shuh~
In an instant, densely packed Han soldiers with long bows appeared on the edge of the high platform around the circular Colosseum, and the long bows were drawn into a full moon facing the slaves in the venue.

end!end!end!
The loud shouts continued to echo in the Colosseum, and suddenly the three hundred slaves raised their hands in fear, signaling that they did not resist.

The most conspicuous man with explosive bronze muscles raised his hands high, looking at the place where the flags of hundreds of countries are lined up, especially the big flag with the word Lu, which is like the stars arching over the moon, roared suddenly.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! We are willing to fight to the death, and I implore your Majesty to let us fight fairly!"

The loud shouts echoed in the Colosseum, and all the civil and military officials of the big man drank their drinks indifferently, but for the current unfair battlefield, they all looked at their king.

The same is true for the envoys and kings of hundreds of countries, but Lu Bu smiled slightly under the eyes of everyone, looked straight at the Turkic Shanyu Jieli and said with a smile: "You also saw the Turkic warriors that these slaves feel are riding War horses are not fair, how does Jieli feel?"

The indifferent smile didn't seem to be directed at anyone, but it was this light and fluffy sentence that could be heard in everyone's ears with endless confidence.

They are slaves used by big men for entertainment, but they are still at a disadvantage in the face of the so-called elites of the hundred nations, which shows the gap between the two sides.

Seeing this, Jie Li's expression froze, and finally he smiled and said, "Order the Turkic warriors to dismount!"

When the signal came, the three hundred Turkic warriors got off their horses one after another, and the three hundred slaves in the Colosseum suddenly burst into crazily bloodthirsty and excited shouts.

In the three hundred pairs of bloodthirsty and crazy eyes, they saw a group of well-armored cavalry dismounting, and their bloodthirsty eyes showed a playful color.

Haha~ A cavalryman who dismounts is not as good as a dog~
that's it~
Three hundred slaves frantically rushed to the pile of weapons, each of them excitedly and bloodthirsty picked up the weapons in their hands.

Facing the three hundred messy slaves, the Turkic warriors felt as if they were being underestimated, and all showed angry eyes.

However, there were also very few people who noticed something unusual, and the commander Wanfu stared at this group of people calmly.

"Brothers, be careful, this group of people are all outlaws, and you have heard about the big man's Colosseum."

"This group of people is still alive, and each of them has come out of the killing."

Facing their leader's reminder, one of the strong Turkic warriors sneered disdainfully: "Just this group of chickens and dogs, I think they think too much of them."

"Shut up! Look at their eyes!"

After yelling angrily, the Turkic leader pointed at the three hundred slaves in the distance. They saw a group of crazy bloodthirsty eyes, and there was no look of fear in their eyes.

"This group of people are all lunatics. Brothers, be careful. Once the battle starts, I will lead two hundred people to meet them, and the other hundred people will be scattered around and shoot!"

Yes!
I have to say that this Turkic warrior's intuition is still cautious. Maybe this group of slaves can't even make a wave on a large-scale battlefield, but three hundred VS three hundred, this is just a small-scale fight. .

The number of people decreased, and the advantage of the army formation corresponding to the large-scale battlefield gradually weakened by more than one point.

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