brother wolf

Because we were not familiar with the terrain, we still followed the barbarian boy after leaving the Colosseum.

The city was set on fire everywhere, and the monstrous flames made the whole sky reddish.Along the way, I only saw chaos on the usually clean and peaceful streets, with all kinds of things thrown on the ground, such as commodities, food, clothes, weapons, stumps, corpses..., and shadowy people walking around. Peeping and hiding in the distance, from time to time there were screams from a distance or nearby.

Occasionally, one or two beasts can be seen gnawing on the dead bodies on the ground, or some animals such as rhinoceros and wildebeest wandering leisurely on the street, stopping from time to time to eat the food on the ground or gnaw on the street. Green trees and grass.

The barbarian boy ran in one direction with a clear goal. From time to time, he turned his head to look at me who was following him, and screamed happily. A few days ago, I saw him with a mature and stable face, but now he looks like a child. Showing an undisguised look of excitement.

I heard him call me "Zacks", another name that doesn't sound good, but it doesn't look like he gave me it, but a symbolic name that has been passed down for a long time.

Finally arrived at the destination, it was a small square, crowded with people, most of them were gladiators, a small part were slaves, and there were some women among them, holding the sharpest blades they could get. Weapons, such as kitchen knives and the like.

The leader of the uprising was a strong gladiator who was standing on a high place and was giving a speech, "If you don't resist, you will have no way out. The empire has already come to an end. Brothers and sisters, do you still intend to continue to live in this humiliating life? Those people - those who are not as good as animals, trample on our dignity, deprive us of our freedom, they use our lives for fun, today, we are united..."

The intense and wonderful speeches continued, and the crowd was incited with enthusiasm, and bursts of approval and applause came.

The arrival of wolves and lions caused a burst of confusion, interrupting the leader's speech. He watched with a livid face as the audience's attention shifted to the barbarian boy who was surrounded by wolves but was not in the slightest danger.

The young man led the pack of wolves to move forward, and the crowded crowd gave way one after another. They almost scattered in fright, but the pack of wolves did not attack them under our control. As for the golden retriever lion, it killed a wildebeest on the road and ate it. The internal organs are already full, there is no need and disdain to kill these ragged people.

Gladiators and slaves looked at this incredible combination in amazement, and the buzzing voice was endless.

The boy rushed to the leader, and I was standing beside him. He turned his head and said loudly to the crowd, "Did you see that? The tyranny of the Ross Empire even stands on our side, this one The white wolf is the incarnation of Zacks, the founding god of our nation, and it will lead us to destroy this decaying empire, and let all those who have suffered and suffered like us get freedom and dignity." He waved his arms big Shout: "Victory!"

The crowd erupted.

"Definitely!"

"Definitely!"

"Definitely!"

It seems that we have played a very good role. I watched the passionate slaves chanting passionate slogans, their fighting spirit was fully mobilized, and the effect was better than the speech just now.

However, the leader who was temporarily ignored next to him didn't look very good. This barbarian boy was too simple and didn't know the art of being a subordinate at all. How could he do such a showy thing by himself?

The leader began to regain his power. He took over the conversation and began to direct the gladiators to move to the city gate. When these panicked rulers regained their senses, it would not be easy to break out.

Unfortunately it's still late.

A group of heavily armed city guards in heavy armor blocked several roads leading to the city gate. They held shining iron blades and waited for the rebellious slaves to come to the door.

In front of the entire guard, a man on a tall horse looked like a fool. He was not wearing heavy armor, but only a pair of gorgeous light armor studded with precious stones and various useless ornaments. He had a handsome face and a A frivolous appearance with excessive color.

If I hadn't seen him in this situation, I would have thought this man was a flashy playboy, a dude of nobles who mixed their qualifications in the army.

The leader pulled the barbarian boy Candy aside and whispered something. Candy nodded and looked at him expectantly and excitedly.

He led the tribe and a group of gladiators who followed him one after another after he returned, and gave them a few orders. After receiving the order, they dispersed immediately, and most of them waited.

Not long after, the scattered slaves approached, herding some animals.

Could it be that they intend to let these animals take the lead, break through the tight defense of the guards in the city, and tear a hole so that they can leave the city smoothly?Although as a member of the animals, I feel seriously uncomfortable, but from a human point of view, I have to say that the method is good.

Candy commanded them to launch an attack from the other side of the team, and the bloody battle began. At this time, the dude-like guy showed a powerful strength that was completely different from his appearance, and commanded the group of people under him to hold the shield rifle. Step forward, and I am the first to lead the way.

We are surrounded.

Candy frantically swung the sword in his hand desperately.Their plan should be to use Candy and the animals to attract the main attention of the guards in the city, and then the rioting main force of slaves will attack from behind, encircle and strangle them.

I watched all this with a frown, feeling that something was wrong. The leader’s smile at the end just now reminded me of some very bad things, such as betrayal, such as abandonment, such as preserving the main force.

There were more and more fallen slaves and animals around, and the corpses piled up, blocking the road. In hand-to-hand combat, winning or losing an inch of position had to be fought several times.

I think now the people of St. Rocco will definitely regret that they trained those slave gladiators for fun and realism. They taught slave gladiators how to use weapons, learn how to arrange troops, and learn basic fighting skills.They shot themselves in the foot.

The skills of the gladiators are all experience gained in practice. Compared with these soldiers who may have never been on a real battlefield in their entire lives and rely on usual training to strengthen their skills, their combat effectiveness can be said to be more than one level stronger.

But this difference in combat effectiveness was smoothed out by the difference in equipment—the city guards with heavy armor and the gladiators who had no armor at all or only wore a tattered light armor, the city guards also had an advantage in number, and soon After that, the situation began to favor the city guard.

Candy looked around anxiously, he was waiting for the signal from those companions, but unfortunately, my guess was right, the signal did not appear as scheduled.

Several barbarian companions came over and asked in a low voice. Candy was silent. He could think of many reasons for the riot leader not to come, but deep down, he knew that his group had been shamefully abandoned .

They were pawns, surrounded like mice played by a pack of cats, and the dandy on the horse, with some blood splattered on his face, smiled and plunged a sword into the breast of a slave-gladiator.

A few wolves in the pack were also killed, and others were more or less wounded. We were more likely to survive this battle than the slaves, because we were smaller and more agile, and as long as there was a slight gap, we You will be able to escape from the encirclement immediately.

But it is limited to escaping this battle. If you continue to stay in San Roque City, wait for those slaves to rush out of the city, or the riots are directly suppressed, and the order in the city is restored. The beasts still hiding in the city will be killed without exception. .

I pulled the corner of Lakandi's clothes with my mouth, and he looked down at me with helplessness and guilt on his face, as well as the sadness of being betrayed by his peers.I took a few steps forward, turned my head, and signaled him to follow me, and he followed behind me almost without any hesitation.

I looked up to the sky and let out a long howl. The boss, the golden-haired lion and the black wolf king surrounded me. Facing the bright moon in the sky, I also let out a deafening roar. The wolves and other animals gathered around us. For the first time, we are on the same front as humans, but we are not for humans, but for ourselves.

Give me liberty or give me death!Never return to the Colosseum even if you die in battle!

A few of us took the lead and charged forward, using sharp knives to penetrate the weak link of the city guard that I had been observing for a long time. A part of the army had just been transferred from that position, and it should be to intercept the main force of the slave rebel army.

The slaves waved their weapons and followed closely behind. Those who fell behind, those who refused to fight for the first, had to be killed by the city guards who followed after them, so they could only advance desperately, and could not retreat, nor could they retreat.

Our tactics worked.

When we broke out, the number of slaves was only about one-fifth, and the animal casualties were slightly less. On the way we fought, we left a lot of bones.

Suddenly I heard a familiar howl.

Turning my head, I saw that the third child who had been following us had fallen behind when I didn't notice. Its feet were injured in the battle just now, so I have been paying attention to it all the time. When breaking through the siege and fighting desperately, he didn't forget to put it in the very center of the team - that's the safest place.

My heartbeat stopped when I saw that scene.

Slow motion slid across my retina, a knife slashed the third child's waist, almost cutting it in half, and blood gushed out.

I don’t know if I yelled or not, but the next memory is that I jumped on the soldier with the knife, biting his throat fiercely with his fangs, and there was a gurgling sound from his throat, and the hot blood poured into my mouth .

I put down his body and looked at the third child who was lying on the ground. His thin body covered with scars was lying in a pool of his own blood. He looked at me with pain and reluctance in his eyes, but no sadness.

What kind of eyes was that, I walked over gently, licked it, and recalled the warm little balls around me when I was just born, accompanied day and night when I was a child, its innocence and cuteness, after the reunion, it With a trembling, timid expression, and scars all over his body, when he was by our side, he was reluctant to completely rely on me and the boss, and gradually recovered a little cheerfulness.

After enduring so much suffering, we have come to the present, but we have stopped at this place, leaving us with no time for buffering and nostalgia.

He looked at me and the boss, and then at the black wolf king. The boss looked at him silently. For the first time, he took the initiative to walk over and licked the eyes of the third child. It sees you off.

It finally closed its eyes reluctantly.

I walked over and ruthlessly tore off a piece of flesh from its wound, and swallowed the skin together.

Don't be afraid, third child, I won't leave you behind, follow me, no matter how difficult and tortuous the road ahead is, I will definitely take you home, back to the grassland we dream of.