After rebirth, I went from a peasant girl to the richest man
Chapter 322: The Colosseum in Sand City
The entire Colosseum is a circular structure, with a fan-shaped three-story earthen building connected to it to the east.
The nearly 100-square-meter venue in the middle can accommodate dozens of gladiators for a melee at the same time, and the one who wins one by one will be called a "warrior".
Surrounded by high earth mounds and railings, simple trapezoidal viewing seats extend from bottom to top and from inside to outside.
There are crowds of people there every day, most of them are from the Sand Alliance, and a few are from the Sand Sea. They all wear simple clothes and wear headscarves made of cotton or gauze.
Among them, there is a smaller number of people who wear strange clothes, light windproof jackets, sun hats, and most of them have sunglasses hanging on the base of their noses. Those who are more particular will also use scarves or neck covers around their necks to resist the invasion of wind and sand.
No matter what kind of people they were, they all carried weapons.
Some carried broadswords on their backs, some had short swords on their waists, and some held daggers in their hands...
As for those people dressed in strange clothes, it can be seen from their clothes and weapons that they form a team of their own.
They were wearing uniform camouflage combat backpacks, with a pistol and several grenades on their waists. Even at their calves, one could tell from the bulging trouser legs that they were holding a dagger. Some even held combat rifles...
They crowded in the trapezoidal spectator seats, watching one man cut off another man's left arm. Some cheered, some cursed, there was the sound of swords cutting through flesh, and there were also gunshots like firecrackers to cheer...
During this time, there were people who secretly pounded their heads, shook their heads and sighed, and there were also people who raised their fists and elbowed the arms of the people next to them, and the two of them fought...
And each of the three-story earthen building is different.
The first floor is connected to the basement where the gladiators were imprisoned and to the center of the Colosseum. It is the door that determines the life and death of the gladiators and is also the barrier separating hell and the human world.
If you go out, you may live; if you can’t go out, you will die.
On one side is hell, on the other side is purgatory on earth!
Unlike the deathly silence on the first floor, the shouting on the second floor and the hawking on the third floor are unique.
In the small rooms on the second floor, there were more than a dozen women locked up in each room, with dull and numb expressions, like zombies.
They were naked, and the whip marks on their bodies became scorching hot in the scorching desert. Some of the wounds had already festered, and the tear marks on their faces quickly dried up due to the burning sun, causing their skin to crack and reveal traces of blood.
The doors of those small rooms were wide open, and those in the outer seats who were close or had sharp eyes could see clearly what was going on inside. From time to time, they could hear teasing whistles coming in.
The eyes of those women were all on the Colosseum, because when the gladiators left the arena after winning or losing, they would be pushed into the auction...
The decoration on the third floor can barely be considered exquisite. In the separate private rooms, wooden tables are decorated with gold-painted objects, containing grapes, cantaloupe and other fruits.
The people inside were well-dressed, some even wore all white to contrast with the yellow sand in the sky, and some wore neat suit jackets, which were ironed meticulously despite such simple conditions...
There were two people standing on either side of the box door, both of them carrying new automatic rifles, and even the combat shoes on their feet were as clean as new, except for the inevitable dust on the soles of their feet.
Walking into the box, you can hear the sounds of betting, cursing, and the hoarse moans of several women amid the chaos. The obscene sounds spread from the third-floor window to the desert sky.
If you look closely through the window, you can see any difference between the woman on the second floor and the one on the second floor, except that her face is more beautiful and she has fewer wounds on her body.
After staying at the table for a long time, I could see the woman on the third floor being dragged into the room on the second floor in a miserable state.
Outside this large circular arena, all the way to the city gate, there are stalls selling weapons, restaurants, and inns...
If you observe carefully, you will find that these shops all serve the towering Colosseum in the city. The closer the shops are to the exit of the Colosseum, the more prosperous their business.
It was so popular that when they couldn't agree on a price, they would just draw their guns, or when a customer fell to the ground and was dragged away by the patrol soldiers, or when a merchant fell to the ground and was dragged away by the patrol soldiers, and then a new merchant would open a shop immediately...
Bai Qingyun's mission is to be in this Colosseum, or to be more precise, the gladiators in the basement of the Colosseum and the woman on the second floor.
But that kind of scene, even if it is a memory, the smell of blood and rotting corpses will still pass through the memory and pass through the nose.
Zhu Zi shuddered as he recalled: "Eh~~ Host, I remember that mission was also very difficult to complete."
Bai Qingyun nodded: "In addition to the people from the Sand Sea and Sand Region Alliance, my opponents that time also included mercenaries and nobles from other countries. We were outnumbered, so it was naturally difficult."
"But the host is still very powerful. He used the interests of the various tribes in the Sand Alliance to intensify their conflicts. He took advantage of the fights among the royal nobles of the Sand Sea and used the troops they formed to break into the dungeon of the Colosseum and rescued countless enslaved people!" Bamboo said proudly.
Seeing that Zhuzi still remembered the details, Bai Qingyun was even more excited and continued to recall to Zhuzi: "Yes, the first step is to rescue the prince who is being hunted by the royal family of Sand Sea, and use the prince's influence to form a strong team to prepare for the attack on Sand City."
"This team not only requires individual combat capabilities, but also must be proficient in sneak attacks, captures, and assassinations. When the plan arrives, they will disguise themselves and enter the Sand City, sneak into the Sand City Alliance's Royal City and the Colosseum, wait for orders, and launch an attack at the same time."
Zhuzi's passion was aroused by Bai Qingyun's words, and he said excitedly: "As the strength of the prince's team continued to grow, helping him seize the throne of the King of the Sand Sea in one fell swoop, the host went to the various tribes of the Sand Alliance alone, constantly provoking conflicts between tribes, disputes over interests, fights for women, and shortages of water and food, causing resentment among the alliances."
"Finally, on the day of the Colosseum competition, we deliberately let the Great Alliance fight each other, making the already chaotic situation even more chaotic. In addition, the host exchanged the smoke props from me, so that they fought against each other. Even the forces of those mercenaries and arms dealers intervened and became our helpers for a time."
"Using the smoke as a cover, those people were successfully rescued, and the people of the Sand Sea Kingdom were promptly transferred out of the city. As for the others, especially the gladiators, they picked up weapons on the ground and joined the battle. In the end, the brutal ruler of the Sand Region Alliance was killed by a hail of bullets."
"In the midst of the bloodbath, the host blew up the Colosseum. I guess by now, the building in ruins has become a famous tourist attraction in Sand City. The lives of those people have changed dramatically."
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