Allowing in and not allowing out, this was the strategy Lorist made with great swordsman Hughes, Fatty Shi and others when he left the arena. Lorist doesn't have high requirements, as long as he can quietly drag on for two days, one is to restore the physical and mental strength of all the freed slave gladiators, and the other is to see if he can find a way to get a batch of weapons and equipment to make all the slaves The gladiators are all armed.
There are now more than 1,600 slave gladiators in the arena in Wangcheng, plus those slave servants and female slaves, there are already more than 2,000. However, after searching the entire arena, only more than 400 pieces of weapons and equipment were found. Basically, they were all captured from the soldiers of the Praetorian Guards and the gladiator instructors. Except for the knights and soldiers of the Norton family such as Fatty Shi, that is, the great swordsman Hughes and more than a hundred slave gladiators equipped with weapons, the remaining more than a thousand were all unarmed.
The purpose of Lorist to leave the arena and sneak back to the Flame and Blood Tavern is to find out if he can get some weapons and equipment from the outside. Most of the more than a thousand slave gladiators have awakened their fighting spirit. If they are all armed, they will be quite a force. . In Lorist's heart, there was a faint feeling that perhaps these slave gladiators could play a big role in the battle to conquer the king's city, but he hadn't thought of a way yet.
El returned to the Flame and Blood Tavern at noon, and he was embarrassed to answer the curious question of the tavern owner. He accidentally sprained his ankle when he went to the arena to practice swords two days ago. The fighter learned how to massage, so he stayed with him for two days. As a result, the guards of the Praetorian Guard who were changing shifts did not understand and caused a misunderstanding. When he was out of the room in the morning to go shopping, he got the news from the guards that the chamber of commerce had sent someone to look for him, so he rushed back.
After satisfying the curiosity of the tavern owner, Ella took Lorist to a corner and ordered some food and drink while chatting. What El brought back were Fatty Shi's statistics. Fatty Shi led people to check all the supplies in the arena and found that there was a lack of potions, weapons and food. Now the Kingdom of Haneyabad is in the midst of a war, and the Guards Corps is out. Although the number of guards in the arena has been reduced, the precautions against slave gladiators are still very strict.
In addition to no weapons and equipment, there is not even much food reserves left, only enough for more than 2,000 people for three days. They cook porridge for two meals a day, and most of them are moldy old wheat. If it weren't for finding a reserve granary dedicated to guards and instructors in the dormitory over the gladiator instructor's side, maybe they would have to run out of food today. But there is not much good food in that granary, if you eat and drink too much, it will be gone tomorrow. In addition, there was a shortage of healing potions. Two to three hundred slave gladiators were wounded. Fatty Shi hoped to get a batch of healing potions.
Lorist rubbed his head and felt a headache. This is Hamidas, the enemy's royal city. Even if he got a large amount of food and weapons, he couldn't ostentatiously transport them into the arena. Let alone the front of the arena. The camp of the Praetorian Guards was an insurmountable pass. Although the Imperial Guard Legion has already set off, there are nearly 20,000 people in the so-called shameful legion that are going to be formed there. Even though most of them are alcoholics, there are also many sophisticated people. They had to be forced to stay in an underground cell, and they couldn't escape without food or weapons.
"My lord, how about we have a surprise attack at night?" El whispered: "When I came back, I passed the camp of the Praetorian Guards in front and found that the defense was very lax. The arsenals are at the back, separated from the arena by a wall. If we catch them by surprise at night, it will give us a period of time to remove their granaries and arsenals... "
Lorist shook his head: "Things will not be as simple as you imagined. You have forgotten that the more than 1,300 slave gladiators are not well-trained soldiers of our family who can obey orders. If you take them If they go to raid, it is very likely that they kill red eyes and ignore orders until they are exhausted and overwhelmed by enemies who rush or wake up. For these slave gladiators, the hatred buried in their hearts is like a volcano. I have an unforgettable hatred for the people in this royal city. Once it breaks out, it will either destroy the enemy or destroy myself... "
El was speechless. He knew that Lorist was right. When he left the arena in the morning, he heard some slave gladiators clamoring, asking for a weapon for them to kill. Killing one is enough to kill two. earn one. If it weren't for the great swordsman Hughes and the slave gladiators of the golden rank to forcefully suppress them, maybe those slave gladiators who wanted revenge would rush up to snatch the weapons in the hands of the family soldiers.
"Ah, El, you're back?" A cheerful voice sounded, it turned out that Tagle woke up and went down the stairs, and was very happy to see El and Lorist sitting together.
"Those bastards didn't stop drinking until midnight. I was drunk and vomited twice, and now I still feel dizzy..." Tager complained loudly, walked over and sat down, and then asked the tavern owner to order some food Fill your belly.
"My lord, have you found the Knights of Shredder?" Tagle asked softly, his eyes were shrewd with shrewd light as he seemed to be hangovered, and he was also very concerned about what Lorist got from visiting the arena last night. .
Lorist nodded slightly, and waited for the maid in the tavern to bring the food that Tagle had asked for and leave before briefly explaining in a low voice how he sneaked into the arena last night. It was nothing at first, but when Lorist said that he had helped the slave gladiators occupy the entire royal arena, Tagle, who was holding a glass of beer, sprayed directly...
"Big, my lord, you always act so unexpectedly..." Tager sighed.
"Scrap, I'm dying of a headache now, and I don't know what to do next. Although the addition of more than a thousand slave gladiators can give us an extra boost to attack the city, the current problem is how to make these We need to preserve and hide this combat power until the time when the family armed forces attack the royal city." Lorist knocked his forehead with his fist, expressing that he couldn't think of any other way.
El introduced the current dilemma faced by the slave gladiators in the lower arena.
Tager said thoughtfully: "My lord, you want to keep these slave gladiators in the royal city, and let them become surprise soldiers when the family's armed forces attack the city, and let them become a dagger piercing the enemy's heart, and they should work together from the inside to the outside to conquer the city, right? ?”
Loris nodded.
"But the current problem is that the arena lacks food, weapons and supplies. Even if we get these things, we can't transport them openly, right? In fact, we can't get all these things in this royal city. So El said Quite rightly, there is no other way for us to obtain these supplies than to raid the encampment of the Avenging Legion ahead."
Tager frowned while turning the copper wine glass and said, "My lord, you have forgotten a very important piece of information. Didn't Dre yesterday say that Luther III would hold a grand gladiatorial performance when the Avengers Corps was formed?" , let all the slave gladiators divide into two factions to fight to the death as a sacrifice to beg for victory from the god of war Sigva? Then no matter how we hide, we can't let the slave gladiators in the arena delay until the family's armed attack At the moment of entering the city, as long as the revenge army is formed, the matter of the arena will be exposed.
Another situation is that the food reserves in the arena are so small, so it must be replenished every two or three days. In addition, we don't know whether the soldiers of the two guards guarding the arena will fight with other teams. Rotation, as long as these accidents happen once, the fact that the arena has been occupied by slave gladiators will be discovered immediately, and we cannot delay it for two or three days. "
"You mean to strike first before being discovered, and get enough food, supplies, weapons and equipment for the slave gladiators? You also agree with El's idea of sneak attacking the guards in the front camp Those slave catchers and mercenaries?" Lorist asked.
"Yes, my lord." Tager looked around and said in a low voice: "Anyway, after the formation of the shameful army, it will go up to reinforce the imperial guards to fight against us. If we can cause major damage to them first and make them lose Combat power can also be regarded as lifting the worries of our family's armed forces. They can also reach the king city faster and put pressure on the enemy to reduce the threat we face in the city. Now we just need to think about how to preserve the combat power of those slave gladiators. It’s fine if the enemy is killed.”
Lorist's mind flashed through the drunks in that alley lying on the ground, and he couldn't help saying: "If only those people in the camp were all drunk..."
This is a beautiful idea, but it is very unrealistic. Now the Avengers Legion has nearly 20,000 people, and there is no reason for Lorist to buy a large amount of food and wine and send them to the barracks to make them drunk.
The door of the tavern opened, and four soldiers dressed as the City Defense Army came in. After talking with the tavern owner for a few words, they walked towards Lorist and the three of them.
"Sorry to bother you." A leading soldier of the City Defense Army said, "Excuse me, do you know Carrick?"
"En?" Tagle stood up: "Yes, Carrick fled back to Wangcheng with us, he is our friend. He went out last night and still hasn't come back. What happened to him? "
"Oh, it's like this. Last night, this friend of yours got drunk and went to the aristocratic area to go crazy with alcohol, and scolded Viscount Timba for being ungrateful and not remembering old feelings. In the end, he was beaten up by the servants of Viscount Timba's mansion. After a pause, we asked our city defense army to take him back and throw him in prison. In the morning, he woke up and asked me to send him a letter here, and find someone named Tager to fish him out, and said he would give me Thank you very much..." The soldier of the city defense army stretched out his thumb and index finger and made a twitching movement.
"So that's how it is. I'm Tagle, thank you for your report." Tager took out a gold ford and stuffed it in the soldier's hand, then turned his head and loudly called the tavern owner to give the four soldiers of the city defense army a hand. The good food and wine on the table will be charged to him.
The soldier of the City Defense Army was overjoyed when he saw the glittering golden Ford in his hand, and quickly stuffed it in his pocket.
"Brother, how do I get Carrick out?" Tagle asked.
The city defense soldier said with a smile: "Spend some money, or Carrick will be sent to the arena. His Majesty the King has ordered that all those who escaped from Nubit Harbor should report to the Revenge Legion, like him. In this way, those who don’t report to the Legion of Shame will be demoted to slaves if they are caught, and they will be sent to the arena if they are deserters. The more afraid of death, the faster they die. Of course, the nobles are exceptions.”
"Then help me, brother, shall we fish out Carrick first?" Tager asked, seeing that the city defense soldier was a bit reluctant to see his three companions sitting there waiting for the maid in the tavern to come. Cai smiled and said, "Brother, let's open a separate table when we come back, and we will make sure you are satisfied. If this trip goes well, I will thank you very much."
Speaking of thanking you, the city defense soldier touched his pocket, licked the corner of his mouth and replied, "Okay, I'll walk with you again."
It took more than half an hour for Tager and the city defense soldier to go there. When they returned, Carrick, who was disheveled, torn and bruised, followed behind. At this moment, several mercenaries including Drey, Cheerva, who were drunk yesterday had already gone downstairs, and were bragging in front of El and Lorist with glasses of beer. When they saw Carrick, they all laughed, thinking that Carrick Wanting to hug Viscount Timba's thigh is wishful thinking, it must have suffered enough, but fortunately Tager was righteous and spent money to fish him out, otherwise it would be over if he was sent to the arena.
Carrick was so annoyed by the laughter, he finally couldn't help getting angry: "Is it wrong for me to want to hug Viscount Timba's thigh? Anyway, he fled all the way to Wangcheng with me, as long as he said a word, I can Avoid going to the Legion of Shame and go to the front to die... ”
Tagle ordered another table of food and drink for the city guard who accompanied him, and then came over: "Carrick is right, as long as Viscount Timba says a word, he doesn't have to report to the Legion of Shame. But I inquired, Viscount Timba did not return to his mansion last night, and was left in the palace by his sister, the princess. So Carrick was unlucky last night, he ran to the viscount when he was not there, and he got drunk and made a big noise Make a big fuss, if others don't beat him, who will beat him..."
Uh... Now everyone burst into laughter, and Carrick blushed and fell silent.
Tager shook his head and said: "Today Carrick has to report to the Revenge Legion, otherwise he will be treated as a deserter. You and him are old friends, Cheerva, please take care of him so that he doesn't suffer. But Carrick Rick, don't worry, I will go to the Viscount's mansion in the afternoon and send a greeting card from our chamber of commerce. If Viscount Timba finds out when he returns to his mansion, he will definitely let someone take us there. I will tell the Viscount at that time, look Let’s see if we can get you all out of the Revenge Legion, so as to avoid any accidents when you go to the front line. This time, you are the only friends left in the Kingdom of Haneyabada, and I don’t want you to have any accidents.”
After saying this, not only Carrick was grateful, but even the mercenaries Cheerva and Dre also praised Tagle for his love and righteousness. Tagle said a few polite words and asked the tavern owner to arrange a table for Carrick to fill his stomach first. In the end, Carrick was drunk again and was threatened by Chelvah to go to the barracks to report.
The tavern was finally cleaned up, and Tagle returned to the table of El and Lorist. El looked at Tagle very upset and cursed in a low voice: "Is this how you spend the funds given to you by the family? There's a fart use for befriending these bastards!"
Tagle smiled, ignored El, and said softly to Lorist: "My lord, let's change our clothes and visit Viscount Timba. The soldier of the city defense army told me that Viscount Timba returned home at noon. .I have an idea that can solve the dilemma we are facing right now."
Lorist raised his eyebrows: "Say."
"We can use the name of Viscount Timba to transport a large amount of wine and meat into the camp, use the excuse of boosting morale to let the soldiers of the shameful legion eat and drink, and when they are drunk, we can dispatch slave gladiators to carry out a surprise attack. The vital force to kill and injure the enemy, but also seize a large amount of weapons and equipment and the food and supplies we need..." Tager secretly cut his throat.
Lorist's eyes lit up: "The key is to convince Viscount Timba to give us this name..."
Tagle said: "I can use the excuse of the name of the Peterson Chamber of Commerce to propose to Viscount Timba to take over the business, even without his money. I believe Viscount Timba will be happy to serve his brother-in-law and sister..."
Lorist stood up: "Without further delay, we will set off immediately to visit Viscount Timba."
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