Novoland: Eagle Flag: two

The confrontation in the arena is still going on.

The air was dry and hot, but the sweat of the warriors dripped drop by drop from under the helmets that covered their entire faces, and fell on the tomahawks and spears in their hands. The hustle and bustle outside the stadium almost broke the roof. However, for these battle-tested warriors, there seems to be a transparent barrier separating the two worlds inside and outside the arena. The world where the bettors are yelling at them is absolutely dead. Those who attack rashly have only a dead end. These warriors are survivors of dozens of fights, and they will not be stupid enough to charge bravely with blood.

This gladiatorial fight is two against two. One side is a pair of brothers who are famous among Qinyang slave warriors, and the other side is a good player raised by Qiu Shixiang, the master of Qinyang Chamber of Commerce. The slave warriors in Qinyang had bronze bodies, iron shoulders, silver skulls, and steel armor if they entered the arena. At the beginning, he only appeared in commoner clothes, which is the so-called bronze body. If you can kill the opponent, you can take the opponent's armor, put it on the breastplate, and then it is called iron shoulders, and then you can advance to the silver skull. When the whole body is complete, you will be a gladiator who kills dozens of people, "steel armor". And Nuoda's Qinyang "Steel Armor" has only a dozen people. There are four steel armors in this gladiatorial fight, which can be called spectacular.

"Wouldn't General Ji place a little bet?" The owner of the Accord in the stands, who was slightly fit, chuckled lazily.

The spacious owner of the Accord lies on a delicate gum bed. Two gorgeous ladies knelt at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, one was holding ice-cold grapes and the other was pinching his legs. The thin gauze can't cover the body, and the skin under the gauze is faintly visible. The round buttocks and protruding **** are indeed rare stunners who lead the eyes of several guards around.

However, the two guests at the guest table are exceptions among men. The leading samurai leaned a black gold spear by his side, and his dark eyes were full of coldness. Beside him was also a young general in leather armor with a handsome face and a long, narrow knife slung around him, his eyes drooped and he remained silent.

The third guest was completely different from the two companions, dressed in a white robe of Shengxue, with a golden brow, eyebrows, and eye corners filled with unspeakable romance. The winking eyes of the two gorgeous girls all fell on him.

"We are afraid that we have no money to lose here." Ji Ye replied coldly.

"Hahahaha" Qiu Shixiang laughed, "General Ji underestimated Qiu Shixiang. Everyone in Qinyang City, Qiu Shishi Town, took refuge in Qinyang. Even if you are my guests, can this little host Qiu Shixiang not afford it?"

With a wave of his hand, two attendants rushed forward, one of them stood in front of Ji Ye with a lacquer plate, the other took out his leather bag and sprinkled dozens of gold bahts on the plate.

Lu Guichen seemed to be bitten by a snake and felt a sudden pain in his heart. They had no choice but to visit Qiu Shixiang, hoping to temporarily borrow 500 gold baht to buy medicines and arrows. More than 200 warriors were injured in the emergency army. With Ji Ye's temper, he could only hold a glimmer of hope and seek help from the Qiu Mansion. But Qiu Shixiang answered simply. Since there is Jiang Zihan's recommendation letter, staying in Qinyang is not a problem, but Qinyang cannot be given a single gold baht of funding, and he can't take the risk of offending the princes. But in a blink of an eye, Qiu Shixiang lent gambling funds but did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to gamble on the **** gladiatorial fight. Thinking of his subordinates squandering a lot of money while waiting to die here in the camp, Lu Guichen secretly became angry.

"General Ji, please place your bets as you like." The entourage spoke to Ji Ye with a half-bow, but did not hide his complacent expression.

He had already seen the anger on Lu Guichen's eyebrows. But the angrier Lu Guichen was, the happier his followers were. Qiu Shixiang's rule in Qinyang is to order this exiled army to dare to rely on the letter of recommendation from Wanzhou General Chamber of Commerce's "Commander" Jiang Jingyuan to dissatisfy Qiu Shixiang, so they will taste the bitter fruit they have planted.

Contrary to the expectations of the attendants, Ji Ye, who was always gloomy, sat quietly with a pair of eyes watching the golden baht spinning in the lacquer plate in silence.

The entourage was overjoyed and thought that they had convinced these poor people who had no money: "General Ji, please take the winnings away, and the losses will be counted on our Qiu Gong's account."

After he finished speaking, the golden light swirling in the lacquer plate settled down, and his smug smiling face suddenly seemed to be punched by someone, and he fixed on that smile strangely. He half-bowed just now and the gold baht spinning on the plate blocked Ji Ye's eyes. It wasn't until Jin Zhu stopped to see those dark eyes clearly that he realized that Ji Ye hadn't looked at Jin Zhu from the beginning to the end. His cold eyes pierced through him coldly and stared at his eyes motionlessly.

Those were murderous eyes.

The entourage was frightened for a moment, shaking their hands, and the lacquer plate fell to the ground. Dozens of gold bahts rolled all over the ground. The guards, the guards, the warriors held their long knives and raised ten crossbows from around Ya Ge, pointing at Hime Ye and the other three. It's just that in a short moment, the arena has not yet made a move, but the stands are about to be spattered with blood for five steps. The jealousy of Qiu Shixiang's guards towards Ji Ye and the three of them made their nerves tense like a bowstring. Any small twitch would be enough to make them lose control.

Lu Guichen's hand instantly moved to the handle of "Shadow Moon" and Ji Ye's elbow sank, already pressing down on the Huya Spear beside him. But at this time, it was a white and slender hand that restrained the scene, that hand gracefully stretched out in the air to catch a gold baht, and then flicked its thumb, the gold baht tumbled in mid-air and fell back into his palm. Faint laughter sounded in Accord.

Xiang Kongyue shook his robe and slowly got up to play with the gold baht in his palm: "Why is it so impolite for the host and guest to enjoy themselves with the followers?"

Qiu Shixiang also sat up in shock at this time. One hand was sticking to his waist, exposing the delicate handle of the dagger and a piece of fish-scale steel armor close to his body. Xiang Kongyue was tall and slender, got up and stood beside the bed with a smile, lowered her eyebrows, and her white robe was windless, as if a cloud was moving in the sky. Qiu Shixiang was stunned for a moment and slapped his palm on the gums: "Bastard! Who dares to disturb the distinguished guests without my order? Get out!"

The guards retreated quietly, Xiang Kongyue chuckled and stared at Enemy Xiang without moving a bit, until the guards all retreated, he slowly looked away. Qiu Shixiang's heart moved slightly, he looked at Xiang Kongyue one more time, and suddenly felt that this noble young man who was always smiling was actually far more terrifying than Ji Ye and Lu Guichen.

He seemed to be shrouded in an impenetrable cloud.

"In troubled times, everyone is in danger," Xiang Kongyue said flatly. At the same time, Lu Guichen clearly saw the icy and brittle whiteness between Xiang Kongyue's fingers fade away without a sound. Lu Guichen breathed a sigh of relief. He knew how sharp the ice blade on Xiang Kongyue's finger was. Xiang Kongyue might not be weaker than him and Ji Ye when he was close to killing people.

A small change The two sides have fought quietly several times on the front line of life and death. But Xiang Kongyue's smile remained unchanged from beginning to end.

"Master Xiang, what do you think of the outcome of this gladiatorial fight?" Qiu Shixiang's interest turned to Xiang Kongyue.

Xiang Kongyue tossed the gold baht and smiled slightly: "Which side is Qiu Gong betting on?"

"Mr. Xiang, are you joking? The gun-wielding Cheng Jin and Lei Ganlie are slaves raised in my house. Their spear skills were taught by famous experts. I spent no less than five or six thousand gold baht on these two people. Of course I bet on on them."

"Is the master Qiu Gong mentioned is Ye Wen, a master spearman supported by Qiu Gong's mansion?"

"It is exactly the leaf pattern."

"I heard that General Ye Wen Ye was originally a famous general of the Chu Wei Kingdom. He was expelled from the Thunder Cavalry Army because he robbed food alone in the First World War in Shanxi and violated the military order. He is a rare warrior in the world. He is willing to serve the enemy. The public must be rewarded a lot."

"Hehe" Qiu Shixiang smiled, "What is an annual salary of two thousand gold baht? Such a good general is hard to find, and he is here in Qinyang to be like an iron city!"

Qiu Shixiang's satisfaction is beyond words. Looking at the samurai hired by the Wanzhou Chamber of Commerce, none of them can surpass Ye Wen, and there are only a handful of samurai who are on par. Such a samurai money is really not a good measure of his worth.

"Okay!" Xiang Kongyue applauded with a high-five.

At this time, the attendants had picked up the gold baht and piled them all on the lacquer plate, standing aside. Xiang Kongyue picked up the lacquer plate with one hand and waved it out. The gold baht fell on the ring one after another. His voice was clear and deafening: "Fifty gold baht is a bet that the axe wielder wins!"

At this moment, the spectators were roaring hoarsely and remained motionless on the ring, feeling a little uninterested. But at this moment, Xiang Kongyue threw a handful of gold baht and let out a loud shout, shaking the roof. The frozen confrontation on the arena suddenly collapsed! A pair of brothers holding tomahawks and shields bent their knees slightly and leaped like a leopard. It was unbelievable that the warriors in iron armor could achieve such a leaping speed. They attacked the sides of the two warriors of the Qiu Mansion from left to right. The warriors of the Qiu Mansion vibrated their spears without panic, taking advantage of the advantages of long weapons to suppress the offensive of the ax-wielding warriors.

Ji Ye and Lu Guichen looked at each other in surprise. They were taught by Xi Yan and Yi Tianzhan. They didn't pay attention to these slave warriors at first, but the **** experience in the arena made these warriors' combat skills extremely impressive, and their posture and timing became perfect for a while.

Qiu Shixiang got up and stood side by side with Xiang Kongyue by the railing of the Accord, frowning slightly: "It seems that Mr. Xiang still doesn't believe in Qiu's slave?"

"No." Xiang Kongyue smiled casually, "I'm just a gambler."

"Good to gamble?"

"Since Qiu Gong's betting money is on Qiu Gong's side, if Xiang Kongyue bets on Qiu Gong's side, it is just a follow-up bet and he is not a hero. If you can't win by surprise in the casino, then gambling is boring."

Qiu Shixiang was slightly stunned, then clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Then Mr. Xiang followed General Ji and General Lu to Qinyang to fight in Qinyang, is it also a gamble to win by surprise?"

"Yes. This time I bet fifty gold baht and the other time I bet on Xiang Kongyue's wealth and life!"

Xiang Kongyue was still laughing at Qiu Shixiang, but she clearly felt an arrogance rising with an indescribable pressure.

"Mr. Xiang is a nobleman, but he is not afraid of death." Qiu Shixiang smiled.

"Who doesn't die?" Xiang Kongyue lightly shook his feather fan.

The pair of ax-wielding brothers in the arena attacked together but couldn't resist the blockade with two guns. Cheng Jin and Lei Ganlie deserved to be Ye Wen's students, the coordination of the two long spears was not chaotic at all, one was always on the offensive and the other was on the defensive. The samurai with the ax tried several times to dismantle the coordination of the opponent, but the two men with the gun always advanced and retreated in sync.

With a roar, my brother suddenly squatted down with his shield in his left hand and shrunk on the ground.

"Cut off his legs! Kill him!" A group of spectators under the ring suddenly shouted like crazy.

At that moment, the elder brother among the axe-wielding warriors used the proud "ground kill" technique. Countless famous gladiator warriors lost a foot and their heads were chopped off by the following axe. . This kind of move requires not only speed and timing, but also the flexibility of the body. It is unimaginable that with his huge body, he is as agile as an ape.

Cheng Jin suddenly moved his hand two feet in front of the gun barrel while retreating quickly, holding the middle of the gun barrel and stabbing at the opponent's shield with all his strength. If he can't stop the enemy's offensive legs, he will definitely lose his life.

"Looks like the winner has already been decided," Lu Guichen said in a low voice. The shield used by Brother Axe is made of brass cast as a whole, the flexible and smooth spear tip will be completely removed as long as it slides on the shield a little bit, and it is completely impossible to penetrate the shield. Once Cheng Jin fell, it would be difficult for Lei Ganlie alone to resist the opponent's joint attack.

The gun point suddenly paused when it touched the shield. It's just that Lu Guichen suddenly realized that he was completely wrong in a moment that was difficult for ordinary people to detect. Cheng Jin's shot turned out to be false! And after a pause, the real strength of the gun gushed out like a frenzy, and the copper shield was torn apart by the spear point, and the tip of the gun got into the knee of the ax-wielding warrior. Cheng Jin drank and stepped forward to pick out a **** kneecap, which was picked out by his spear!

"Kill him! Kill him!" There was another hysterical roar from the outside. Those spectators who had been waiting to see Cheng Jin's legs cut off waited with blood for Cheng Jin to kill his opponent. These helpless businessmen were so enthusiastic when they saw the blood that Lu Guichen turned his head silently with a chill in his heart.

Before Cheng Jin's spear pierced the axe-wielding brother, the younger brother of the pair of brothers had already swung his tomahawk and rushed at him like a mad tiger. The volley's culling was extremely violent, and Cheng Jin's spear had no time to withdraw. However, his comrade-in-arms, Lei Ganlie, was holding the end of the spear, and the long weapon became an obstacle. Lei Ganlie had no time to turn the spear to assassinate the younger brother.

The iron light of the ax flashed into Cheng Jin's left shoulder. But the younger brother's offensive has also come to an end, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and threw himself behind him in the dust, Lei Ganlie slowly raised his spear. After a brief silence, the onlookers waved their arms frantically and shouted, it turned out that Lei Ganlie actually killed the younger brother on the vest with a gun, and completely shattered his internal organs through the iron leaf armor.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The voice of the audience turned into a monotonous "kill" word with strong impetus and bewitchment. These gamblers who have wagered heavily will never be satisfied until they see blood smeared all over the ring. How to kill the opponent in the most cruel way after victory is the most exciting moment in the audience. And the brutality of a gladiator warrior brings him fame and a terrifying majesty.

Lei Ganlie pointed his gun at the back of the younger brother's head without the slightest expression. He was struggling to crawl towards the tomahawk that fell on the ground in the distance. The audience suddenly quieted down. For them, this was an exciting moment. Veteran visitors who watched the wrestling knew that Lei Ganlie was going to shoot him through the back of his head. When the wide gun pierces through the back of the head, the whole skull will burst into blood and brains, which is what these wealthy businessmen are happy to see.

There was only a dying desolation left in Lu Guichen's heart. He saw that younger brother was still struggling to climb towards the battle ax while Lei Ganlie slowly pulled away the spear from behind. The eyes of the audience were so bloodthirsty. Full of gold baht bet by gamblers. Everything was like a needle pricking his whole body, Lu Guichen stood up abruptly, turned his head and was about to leave.

There seemed to be a "puchi" sound behind him, and then the whole audience roared unscrupulously. Lu Guichen felt that the overwhelming sound was going to drown him completely. He half turned his head and saw Ji Ye sitting there silently with no expression on his face.

Suddenly, there was a soft laugh and Xiang Kongyue clapped his hands amidst the wild cheers: "We lost."

"Did he just want...to kill you?" Lu Guichen suddenly reined in his horse.

Ji Ye spurred Qing Zi with no expression on his face: "I want to kill him too."