Ancient Rome: Start with the legionnaire

This time, not only did the person not take the stairs, but he directly turned over and jumped down from the window.

Bang!

Heavy Roman military boots smashed heavily on the ground.

Brian was used to this feeling.

At this moment, the city lord brought a nobleman and nearly 20 guards behind him.

Immediately surrounded Brian.

“Brian, you are so daring to run to my daughter’s room!”

At this moment, even a fool knows what happened.

And Brian is notorious, then a flower is placed there, if not picked, it is not Brian.

Brian stepped forward and whispered in the city lord’s ear.

“Your daughter’s skills are really good, she has been trained before!”

The sound was so small that only the city lord could hear it.

But at this moment, the city lord was already in a rage.

Directly draw the Roman short sword at the waist.

And how could Brian give him this opportunity, faster than him, and took the lead in drawing the Roman short sword of the city lord.

At the same time, the figure jumped backwards.

In just a moment, Brian was able to finish off the city lord.

It’s just that you just slept with someone’s daughter, and now you slaughter someone’s family, it seems that there is something unauthentic.

And the lord of a city is not an ordinary small nobleman, if Brian kills him without knowing anything, I am afraid it will be difficult to explain it to the Roman Senate.

“Old fellow! I advise you to better not do it with me! ”

Brian held the Roman short sword, which was raised slightly, at the level of the navel.

This was the standard move of Roman infantry when they did not have a shield, a move that Brian had practiced many times before.

Much more skilled than anyone else.

Roman short swords, due to the limitations of smelting technology at that time, the power of short swords was concentrated in the tip of the sword and could only be used to stab.

And this action can stab the opponent’s lower plate, abdomen, or the opponent’s chest.

With a little force on your arm, you can do this.

“Charles saw you?”

The nobleman beside the city lord said to a strong man beside him.

I saw that the strong man separated everyone and rushed up with a short sword in his hand.

Under the moonlight.

Brian was in front of him, and his figure looked exceptionally thin.

Murderous, unusually rich murderous.

Brian felt the murderous aura from the giant man, and instantly clicked on the other party’s attributes.

Name: Charles (Spartan).

Age: 38 years

Occupation: Former Duel Arena 100 Champions

Power: 96

Physique: 97

Speed: 95

Seeing this attribute, it is worthy of being a champion of 100 people in the gladiatorial arena.

His three-dimensional attributes all exceed 90.

You must know that the three-dimensional attributes of an ordinary man are only about 70.

A qualified Roman elite soldier can have more than 80 three-dimensional attributes.

Monsters with more than 90 three-dimensional attributes, only found in the Roman Colosseum.

The Charles in front of him is this kind of monster.

“Up! Kill him! Let him see the power of Sparta! ”

The city lord was already embarrassed and said loudly.

“As you wish, Lord City Lord!”

Charles held the Roman short sword in his hand and strode towards Brian.

“Spartan gladiator! Kind of interesting! ”

Brian snorted softly and rushed forward.

He hadn’t moved for a long, long time, and none of the enemies he had encountered before were his triad.

The Spartan gladiator in front of him was exceptionally strong.

I saw the Roman short sword in Brian’s hand stabbed, and the Spartan warrior Charles quickly blocked with the short sword in his hand.

It seems that with his superior physical qualities, as long as he blocks the opponent’s blow, and then the backhand is a sword, he can solve Brian.

Bang!

Two Roman short swords collided together.

Under the huge force, Charles, a Spartan warrior of nearly two meters, actually took two steps back.

“Big man, it seems that I still have more strength”

Brian smiled contemptuously and rushed up again.

At this moment, everyone present almost froze there.

The two-meter-tall Spartan Berserker actually lost to Brian in terms of strength.

Although I know that Brian is strong, this is too strong.

“You guys too!”

The city lord said to the guards beside him.

And the guards immediately surrounded him, cooperating with Cass, and surrounded Brian in the middle.

Brian threw the Roman short sword in his hand directly, nailing a guard to the ground on the spot.

When everyone was stunned, Brian drew the sword in the stone at his waist, the sword of the king.

“Today I will open your eyes and see the martial arts that do not belong to this world!”

The Roman short sword certainly had its advantages, of course, it had to be accompanied by a large shield.

But for a simple sword, an inch is long and an inch strong.

Now half as long as the Roman short sword, the sword in the stone can just bring out Brian’s strongest strength.

The moment Brian pulled out the sword in the stone, a terrifying murderous aura poured out of Brian.

The murderous aura on his body is no less than that of the Spartan berserker who completed a hundred slaughters.

God knows how many people he killed on the battlefield.

“Don’t listen to his nonsense, rush up and stab him to death with a random sword!”

Dulset saw that the ordinary guards were shaken, and immediately said from the side.

Roar

Charles yelled, heading for not being able to do it all over again.

As a Spartan berserker, he never flinched or hesitated.

Brian was holding a sword in the stone, and before everyone could react, he slashed directly at Charles with the force of Huashan Mountain.

And Charles’s reaction was not slow, and he immediately resisted with the Roman short sword in his hand.

Bang!

There was a sound of metal clashing, and then the Roman short sword broke in response.

Moreover, the sword in the stone in Brian’s hand also cut through Charles’s chest, and blood was suddenly poured out.

Whether it is texture or hardness, the Roman short sword is impossible to compare with the sword of the king.

Rumble!

The Spartan berserker, who had completed the slash of a hundred, collapsed to the ground with a bang.

Brian stepped forward, stepped on Charles’s body with one foot, and then gently wiped the blood from the sword with a white cloth.

A pair of sharp eyes scanned everyone present.

“Who else?”