A trip to the second dimension

Gladiators are carefully matched for fights. Before the show begins, the organizers and the gladiator masters will decide who will fight whom. The game will start with a fight between rookies and end with a fight to the death between experts and veterans.

Generally, before each show begins, all participants will be reviewed on the field. The organizer of the fight is the first one sitting in the chariot. The gorgeous costumes and the chariot represent his status. Behind him are the musicians and dancers, who enter the field accompanied by lively music. Next is the gladiator, who walks into the battlefield with a serious look.

Behind the gladiator are slaves carrying armor and weapons. The statues of the god of war and other gods enter the field later. Finally, there are servants, referees and other officials.

But today General Andoni did not do so many fancy things. At his signal, the referee directly let today's gladiators go on stage.

Seeing the two bare-chested gladiators below, who basically have no protective gear except helmets, go on stage, the surrounding audience gradually quieted down and their breathing became more rapid.

The fight started soon.

It is true that these two people are new gladiators, but they probably entered the gladiator status as prisoners of war.

Both of them held a shield in one hand and a short sword in the other hand. Whether it was momentum or offensive, they were very smart, and every move was to kill the enemy.

It didn't take long, about a minute, before one of them directly cut off the other's arm and kicked him to the ground.

The sandy ground was immediately dyed red, and the soil was solidified into a block by the blood.

"I surrender! Surrender!"

The injured gladiator raised his index finger and shouted loudly, with a horrified expression.

Seeing this, the other man did not continue to attack, but gasped, stood in place, and looked up in the direction of General Andoni on the first floor of the stands.

This was to ask Andoni's opinion, whether the defeated man should be killed or kept.

Andoni did not speak, but stood up directly, opened his arms, and looked around the stands with a big smile on his face.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The audience shouted in unison, and at the same time, they pointed their thumbs upwards and pointed rhythmically towards the sky.

The life and death of the losing gladiator was decided by the audience. If the audience raised their thumbs, the gladiator could escape death; if the audience pointed their thumbs down, the gladiator would die.

In fact, if there is such a perception, it is wrong.

Although it is true that the life and death of the gladiators are decided by the audience, the direction of the thumbs is exactly the opposite of what most people understand.

The thumbs down means putting down the sword, which means that the audience thinks that the loser is more valuable to them alive, and they hope to spare his life and let him fight again another day.

And if the thumbs are up, the gladiator's opponent will give the unfortunate loser a fatal sword. In ancient Rome, the thumbs up meant stabbing the heart with a sword.

Obviously, the performance of the loser today did not satisfy the audience, so most people unanimously decided to execute him.

Seeing this, Antonio Borgia smiled, without saying much, and also gave a thumbs up.

Seeing the thumb, the defeated suddenly screamed in fear. Just when he wanted to resist, his opponent cut off his head with a sword.

Seeing the hot head rolling on the muddy ground, there were finally some cheers in the audience.

Soon, the corpse and the winner left the battlefield.

After a short rest, the next group of gladiators came out again.

This time it was not a two-on-one battle, but a five-on-five battle.

This is a hot and popular viewing project, and unlike the previous novices, the current gladiators know how to please the audience better, and there is a fierce fight below.

The passion of the audience was also completely ignited, waving their hands and cheering loudly.

Some noble ladies also threw their personal belongings on the battlefield.

"It's really a bit crazy."

Hope paid attention to the situation of the audience around him and gave a fair evaluation.

The gladiators were roaring and their blood was gushing.

Strong bodies collided with each other, short swords slashed shields, and these gladiators tried their best to knock down all their opponents.

Perhaps it was because of the violent aesthetics from certain angles that made these Romans so obsessed with this entertainment.

Time lasted until dusk, and Hope's first experience of watching the arena ended.

At the end of the gladiatorial competition, the cheers caused by the performances of the two star-level gladiators almost deafened Hope's ears, and several women around him even fainted with excitement.

But for Hope, it was like a torture.

At least after watching for half a day, he did not experience the charm of the gladiatorial performance, but he did understand the general process.

But fortunately, it was finally over.

Next, it was time to have a good chat with General Andoni before he left.

Outside the Triumph Arena, large numbers of spectators had already begun to leave.

Hope was waiting here with Nemo and the others.

Finally, at some point, a tall and burly man came out surrounded by a group of people. Hope smiled slightly and immediately went straight to meet them.

"Stop! Who are you!"

Hope was just approaching, and the two Roman soldiers walking in front immediately drew their short swords and pointed them over.

Because of the action here, General Antoni also looked at Hope and the others curiously. After looking at it for a while, he smiled with interest: "Is something wrong?"

"Of course something is going on, General, can we talk about it?"

Hope pointed the dagger in front of her indifferently, gently raised her hand to push it away, and looked calmly at General Antoni, who was several heads taller than him.

"That's interesting, kid. I'm in a good mood today. If you want to talk to me about something, just hurry up."

Anthony acted very bold and seemed to be a reckless man.

But he kept a certain distance from the strangers like Hope from the beginning to the end, and his caution can be judged from the details.

"It's like this. I have this friend who needs to see Dr. Lisa Lister for medical treatment. I heard that she was taken away by soldiers of your Borgia family, so I want to ask you about the specific situation."

Hope never likes to beat around the bush, so she directly stated the purpose of their visit.

If the other party is easy to talk to, you are very lucky and you can get the information you want directly.

If it's hard to talk, I hope there are other ways.

But they have to cooperate with Ezio's action timing to avoid accidentally making a big fuss.

"Dr. Lister, it turned out he was looking for her." Anthony raised his head and touched his chin: "I do know about her. After all, I ordered the person to be taken away. But, why should I tell you? "

Seeing Anthony lowering his head to look at himself, Hope smiled and said confidently: "I heard that you like gladiatorial performances very much. Do you want to have another one tomorrow? If I win, tell me Doctor Lister What is the current situation and her location? My friend needs her medical skills."