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Karabis, and Timothus, tied the injured horse with his butt to a crooked tree, and rushed to the side of the villa in the rain. He was so grateful to Pope for his design now that he loved Pope, yes, he had to give him another 30,000 Ses to the quit afterwards.

This small door was extremely hidden, hidden in the disguise of bushes and vines. A guy squatting nearby was quietly wiping his neck by Karabis. Then he took out the key and opened the small door. As soon as he stepped in, his neck was hit hard, and he hummed, his eyes turned black and he fell down.

Timothu, who was following behind, shouted with Porti and Paruma at the shadow of the door.

In the warm wind, Karabis, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes. Everyone moved him to the fireplace. His eyes turned around, and the back of his head was still hurting. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Who hit me just now."

"It's me, father." Paruma raised her hand and said, raising the stick in her hand with a natural expression.

"This kid was going to wrap iron nails on the stick, but fortunately I couldn't bear it." Porty sighed, "You woke up and fainted in the middle of the night." Karabis hmmed, feeling the jingle on his forehead, and he touched it with his hands, and it turned out to be a series of steel hoops. "What is this?"

"You woman is anxious and wants to perform a craniotomy on you. This is for fixation. Just as you were about to use a knife, you woke up." Timoxiu and a few Indian men said expressionlessly.

The morning light outside came in dimly, and the noise outside the wall became louder and louder. Milu on the bed said that the mob might have surrounded him again. Everyone fought all night and were very tired. I'm going to pick up Pop's shift now. Karabis, you go to pick up Tagus' shift, be responsible for the defense of the gate. This is to protect your family, and we are voluntarily helping.

Karabis said that I don’t like to owe everyone favors, and I will definitely pay it back in full afterwards.

In front of the gate, Karabis, who was standing behind the temporary fortress, took the willow shield sent by Tagus, "Thank you."

"No need to thank you, I have a daughter, I don't want these scumbags to destroy their lives," Tagus said.

In the rolling white smoke below, people were silhouetted, holding various weapons, and huddled over in a dense manner. It was dawn, and the mobs also had a relatively meticulous observation and found that there were not many people in the villa. Everyone went up together, broke through the gate, rushed in and burned and killed and looted, and exuded the anger of last night.

"Dongdongdongdongdong", Karabis and others hurriedly lowered their bodies behind the fort. The stones thrown by the mobs hit the bronze door, and white concave spots burst out, and then there were harsh screams. The dozen or so guys who led the lead rushed up with Phrygian double-eared hats, wrapped in simple leather armor, dancing with Gaul swords, iron axes, and stepping on mud.

At the close contact, there were shouting everywhere. Karabis firmly implemented the army's order, half-squatting under the wide willow shield, letting the other party clamor and chop, and remained motionless. From time to time, he seized the opportunity and calmly handed the short sword to the other party's exposed abdomen and ribs. At this moment, on the top of the villa, Pop's small ejection cannon was also launched, and the sheep-headed stone landed in the gaps of the mob team, blocking them from charging later. Soon, the dozen people rushing in front were stabbed to death by the fighting sword and iron-headed wooden spear, and the rest also crawled back and ran back. Several veterans picked up the stone they had just thrown over and smashed them to the back and heads of those people. In the screams, Karabis, who was almost opened last night, felt very happy.

But the mob's tide was short-lived. They quickly armed themselves with the precious furniture they had plundered last night. All the cabinet boards were dismantled and put on their heads as shields. The scale of hundreds of people surged up again. The shells flying from Pop seemed a little anxious, without any rules, hit the furniture cabinet boards with good texture, and rebounded everywhere. "Prepare to retreat, close the door!" Karabis and Tagus shouted, and pulled their companions back.

Karabis also saw that the mobs had even made something come up with: they unloaded the upper part of the mule cart and tied up a bronze statue on it. A dozen people pushed eight solid wooden wheels and rolled on it, preparing to knock open the door of the small villa.

"It's tricky now." Karabis's eyes turned red. Once the door opened, these twenty veterans could not resist the crazy attack of the mob. "No, how could I die here? I haven't killed that bastard Katilin yet!"

A long and thin Indian dog rushed out of the smoke. It led the way, followed by Maya, and more than 20 gladiators with pointed helmets and large helmets rushed to the side of the mob team in silence, and used a fighting sword, an iron fork and a reverse blade machete to kill. The mob suddenly flew with flesh and blood. Seeing the villa defenders who were turning around, they also held their weapons and rushed down. At this time, the mob's mob came out. They threw down the "statue siege car" and flew away like flies.

The mob of Apiron, the small setbacks in front of the small villa of Karabis, were nothing, because they had achieved great success in most other villas and were no longer interested in competing with this "little nail". The large group of people turned to the Fortress of Prites, where the "city army" stationed there had the inside line of Katilin - now seizing weapons and military support is more important than seizing the money of a small villa.

The two scarred captives were pulled to the villa hall by gladiators and veterans. Karabis and Milu were sitting on the couch, "What is Katilin's plan?" Then Tagus grabbed one of them and pulled his hand into the blazing fire in the fireplace. The man's pig-killing sound mixed with the sound of flesh on his palms. The other person was so scared that he sweated and said hurriedly: "Give up my life, I only know that Katilin asked us to rob Apiron and kill all the rich, and all the property he earned was at our control. Then, seize Prites and Capua, and march into Rome."

"These are small characters, and their testimony will make the Senate worthless," Milu said.

"And, Kathirin did this, probably there must be a lot of support from the elders behind it," added Karabis.

"Should we be here to protect ourselves?"

Karabis shook his head, "Why? I had sworn with Katilin before in front of the racecourse that if he touched my family, I would take his life - now he has moved, it's my turn to take the next move." Then he made an execution gesture to the two prisoners.

The leading gladiator-strong man wearing a large helmet pulled the hair of the two mobs and cut their throats quickly. The two fell to the floor, kicked their legs a few times, and stopped moving in the pool of blood that kept oozing out.
Chapter completed!