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"The conquered person has only one life, and that is, don't want to live." - Virgil

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The ceremonial master and the newspaper station stood on the movable rotating platform, and shouted to the audience, "The Copper Shield Army is about to be destroyed, because the brave and fearless cavalry commander Libidaus came with the most elite cavalry team. They were all barbarian cavalry coming out of the distant oceans and high grounds. These people did not know what death was, but only knew how to kill and trample on them without tiredness!"

It turned out that this battle happened to be a repetition of the Battle of the Amacia Valley. It was a realistic repetition. The sword-fighting slaves riding horses lined up mercilessly, trampling the previous wounded people who had not yet died. Then they held spears and long swords, broken limbs, heads and internal organs everywhere. The sword-fighting slaves who played the "Bronze Shield Army" who were unwilling to die were still supporting each other, fighting with the other side who was besieging them to death, until the sound of the entire Colosseum slowly subsided.

"Die, die, die!" The audience in the stands, whether it was the civilians wearing short linen clothes, the knights in the front row wearing cloaks, the veterans in long robes, and even the priests wearing sheepskin cloaks, and the virgins in Ionian skirts, cursed loudly, demanding that all the remaining members of the failed "Bronze Shield Army" be sentenced to death.

So the formation shouted happily again. Dozens of scarred "Bronze Shield Army" sword slaves were cut open in public and fell to the ground to die. Then, the sword slaves on the victorious side raised their bloody weapons to pay tribute to Caesar and the audience. The broadcaster shouted excitedly, "Did you see, see, in the battle in the Amacia Valley, our invincible legion and the unfavorable cavalry commander used the cavalry to obtain great victory. Let us pay tribute to Libidaus together!" So all the audience fell into a crazy state. After shouting, they began to ask Caesar to show them the next great victory.

At this time, many slaves began to enter the field to drag away the terrifying corpses and wash the blood-stained sand field. In this performance alone, the famous sword slave and the close-killing horse died on the spot. The corpses were stacked layer by layer, which was shocking. Soon a cry of grief was heard on the battlefield. When the body of the sword slave was pulled away, the mask fell on his face. Someone who was still paying tribute to the audience, recognized that the deceased was his younger brother, so the cold corpse, who held his younger brother, was heartbroken. Then he suddenly stabbed his short sword into his chest and died.

The whole scene became silent, and the report whispered his hand exaggeratedly and looked at the audience, "What a brave sword fighter, go back and tell your child. How he values ​​love and righteousness, and sacrifices his life!"

So the audience applauded again. Only Leo, who was in a corner of the seat, untied his wear, took down his purse from it, took out some silver coins and handed it to the slaves around him, "Give it to the boss of these two brothers, and asked him to set up a tombstone for these two brothers, and put it in front of the Gladiator's door, and always tell this tragic story to alert others."

But Turinus and others on the side were completely immersed in it. Leo shook his head. He still clearly remembered that Turinus was still unwilling to accept his face when he was pulled to watch the gladiatorial competition this morning, because most of the Greek teachers they came into contact with were critical of this unique barbaric custom of the Romans. But now Turinus was not like this at all. He had long forgotten the teacher's advice. After all, what was flowing in his body was standard Roman blood. He was loud for the landscape where the swords pierced into the human body and the blood spurted out, and cheered for the tragic and heroic death.

"What will be staged below is a grand performance of a thousand infantry and cavalry, as well as sixteen elephants participating in the Battle of Tapusus! We fought at night, and the lamp ointment was provided by the kind businessman Vidali. His workshop was on the swamp street next to the campus. Everyone is welcome to support it!"

Then, the screams of the elephant behind the iron gate made the already tired audience feel excited again. At this time, Caesar got up from his seat, waved to the audience and began to leave the venue, because his personal slave came to report that Pompei's Grand Theater was also asked to go there, because a grand drama was being staged there, which was also the scene of his decisive battle with Pompei, and was rehearsed and funded by the Knight Aberius, so in order to win the support of the knight class, Caesar had to come to observe in person.

When Caesar walked to the Grand Theater, he saw Pompey's half-body statue on his back and felt a great irony. Unexpectedly, the building he created was now performing his failed and death scene.

When the entourage took a step forward and walked into the theater with a bungee stick, the knights in the first fourteen rows stood at attention and spoke respectfully to the dictator. On the stage, dramas similar to farce are being staged. Roman dramas come from Greece, but they are very different from Greece. The sets are more fancy, but the content is vulgar and are more influenced by the Baccarat Festival. They begin to use actresses to show various obscene movements, and they should show the crazy state of possession of Baccarat in the dance until they are exhausted.

Until he fell to the ground after exhaustion. The plays written by Aberius, the knight, are also "killing and selling". Generally, they are flattering and obscene. All kinds of male and female actors walked around the stage with fake * or bare chests and breasts exposed, performing hard, showing how Pompei, Gatu and other Republicans died ridiculously. The audience also cheered rudely. Caesar realized that Brutu was also sitting in the seat next to him, and shed tears as he watched the so-called comedy.

"Child, drama is always drama. I praise Aberius after I finished performing it. Then no one will mention this drama again in history. But the great Pompey still lives in the heart of the Roman Republic, and is as immortal as his statue - he died bravely, this is my evaluation as an enemy." Caesar comforted him.

Brutu just smiled, and then he wiped his tears and applauded with everyone again, saying to Caesar, "No, I am just watching the end of an era, and I can't help but integrate into that emotion. You have advised me before that when performing, don't immerse the roles too deeply, and don't need that cheap sense of principle and justice. Now I understand, so I am determined to say goodbye to my old self and start wearing a mask to be a human being."

"If this is the case, I feel very relieved, boy." Caesar said with peace of mind.

He just didn't know that the first person to deceive the new Brutu was Julius Caesar. (To be continued) r655
Chapter completed!