Lu Bu's Ambition

Chapter 912 Freedom!

kill~
In the Colosseum, the Turkic warriors and the three hundred crazy slaves seemed to be fighting for survival in ancient times.

The bloody and ferocious head was cut off, and the bloody scenes of guts and guts all aroused the brutal killing side of human nature.

While the envoys and kings from all over the world were palpitating, this fight aroused the desire from the bottom of human nature.

All of them blushed and looked at the battle in the distance excitedly, this is not something that can be exchanged for a little money.

Even many of them secretly decided that after going back, they would learn from the big man and build a majestic Colosseum for their own entertainment.

When the Turkic army formation was disrupted, the balance of the battle had begun to tilt, but the Turkic people were far behind in the infantry battle. Otherwise, how could they be so easily overwhelmed by a group of crazy slaves.

The Turks are not good at fighting on foot, and this group of slaves also showed their will to die from the very beginning. In the hearts of the slaves, as long as they step into this Colosseum, they will live or die!

A group of slaves who are determined to die are crazy, and they have been enslaved in the Colosseum all year round, and they have long been accustomed to the way of life here.

hooho~
The scattered slave army slashed wildly at the nearest Turkic warriors. Even though they were seriously injured, none of them retreated. There was an instinctive reaction to the frantic killing.

Having survived one after another, their physical instincts have already gotten used to it. Once they backed up secretly, the soldiers who greeted them would come with weapons in their hands.

The Turkic Shanyu Jieli on the viewing platform looked livid and ugly when he saw that his warriors were at a disadvantage. He admitted that he could not beat the army of the big man, but how could he not be angry if he couldn't even beat a group of big man's slaves.

"Quick! Give me a firm footing and fight steadily!"

The Turkic leader roared angrily, constantly directing the chaotic Turkic warriors to organize and resist.

They may have been stupefied at first, making them at a loss for what to do, but under someone's command, they instinctively began to obey military orders after years of military career.

Groups of three or five or more than a dozen people began to form small groups and cooperated with each other to stabilize their positions.

After the initial onslaught, the slave army gradually lost its vigor with the tacit cooperation of the other side.

This was just a fight of less than a thousand people, but in the eyes of everyone, they saw the cruel side of the battlefield.

At this time, it was like a battle between a determined army and a group of well-disciplined armies, each with its own advantages and disadvantages, and the same fierce fighting could enhance the madness of human nature.

After just half a stick of incense, the Colosseum was filled with a faint smell of blood. At this time, less than a hundred of the three hundred Turkic warriors could still stand, and the slave army was even more miserable, with half the number of the opponents .

puff~
Blood splattered everywhere, and the fighting continued. Lu Bu on the stage yawned lazily under the roar of excitement from the crowd.

As if watching an uninteresting fight, Lu Bu's reaction to this scene caused more people to have other thoughts.

Among them, there are many people who are secretly alarmed. It is rumored that King Wu of the Great Han is extremely war-loving, but he has no interest in this battle.

There is only one thing that can be explained clearly, that is, the great man Wu Wang has experienced too many big scenes of fighting, and this number of people can't arouse his desire at all.

Of course, there are other possibilities, that is, the fighting between the two armies in the Colosseum is just a bunch of mobs in the eyes of others.

No matter what the reason is, or there are other meanings, but one thing is certain, that is the strength of the big man!No!It should be said that it was strong and prosperous under the rule of this King Wu.

The warriors from the Turkic royal court came to the big man and fought inextricably with a group of slaves for entertainment. From this point, we can see the strength of the big man.

In particular, the 36 countries in the Western Regions have personally experienced the brutality of the Turks, but the three hundred warriors of the Turkic royal court fought so hard with a group of slaves.

You can imagine how good at fighting and how brave the big man's army is on the real battlefield.

At the martial arts parade in the morning, they witnessed the military appearance of the big man with their own eyes. Although it was shocking, it was only the appearance after all. Their ears were almost calloused when they heard the real combat power, but they had never seen it before.

But from this battle, the truth and reality have been vaguely seen, and one can see that the soldiers of the big man are stronger than the two armies fighting below.

"Young master, who do you think will win in the end?"

Looking at Guo Jia's teasing question, Lu Ying shook her head and smiled meaningfully, "Does victory matter?"

Yes, victory or defeat is important!The victory of the slave army proves that one of the three tyrants on the grassland is an idiot to the big man, and the Turks won!The winners are just the same number of slaves as the big man.

In a word, it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses, the great man's supreme heavenly power will not be damaged in the slightest.

The fighting in the Colosseum has reached its final juncture, and the Turkic warriors have completely gained the upper hand with the tacit cooperation of the army.

The frenzied fighting of the remaining slave army, which is not afraid of life and death, has attracted the attention of most people.

puff~
Blood splattered everywhere, and the slave from Goguryeo roared up to the sky with a bloodthirsty and unwilling face, with a ferocious expression and a bloody arm holding a ferocious head high.

roar~
The exhausted roar echoed in the air, and the red eyes of the strong slave of Goguryeo stared straight at the battle flag with the Lu character on the high platform in the distance and roared unwillingly: "Freedom!"

puff~
The scimitar and spear pierced the body, and with the splash of blood, the last Goguryeo slave burst out with a voice from his heart.

The fight ended, and there were only fifty or so Turkic warriors panting heavily on the bloody ground in the Colosseum. The last warrior.

puff~
When the sharp blade was pulled out, blood sprayed up, and his strong body softened slowly. Before he died, his unwilling and ferocious eyes stared straight into the distance, and there was a deep look of remembrance in the depths of his eyes.

From the illumination of the pupils, it can be clearly seen that what he saw in his eyes before he died was the banner from Goguryeo, which was a belief he had watched all his life in his hometown.

puff~
As the body fell to the ground, the unwilling eyes gradually lost their color, and there was a fishy smell on the bloody battlefield.

"Three hundred Turkic warriors win!"

The big Han soldiers who supervised the battle shouted, causing tens of thousands of people watching the battle around to burst into roars of excitement, and they all looked at the scene in the field excitedly.

They had never seen such a bloody and brutal scene, but it aroused the desire in everyone's heart.

"Haha~ Congratulations."

"Yes, congratulations, Xieli Shanyu."

The envoys and kings from all over the world looked at the Turkic Shanyu and expressed their congratulations with smiles, while Jieli had a gloomy face, and he forced a smile in the face of everyone's congratulations.

Congratulations?Where does the joy come from!It's rare that the [-] elite Turkic warriors fought head-on with the [-] slave army of the big man, and in the end there were only more than [-] people left worthy of congratulations?
But Lu Bu, who was sitting on the throne, clapped his hands and yawned boredly: "It's not bad. I thought the Turkic warriors would lose."

Lu Bu's faint laughter made Jie Li feel even more chilled, and he quickly cupped his hands and said, "King Wu, no matter how brave the Turkic warriors are, they are no match for the great Han warriors."

(End of this chapter)