Ancient Rome: Beginning With The Legionnaire

Soon the news that the leader Rocktors was about to die spread throughout the tribe again.

Of course, this is nothing new.

Similar news comes frequently these days.

After all, the old chief had been ill for two months.

But this time there were a lot of people running 4 times, it seems that this time is true.

"You're crazy! Let it be known that you're a Roman, and it's over!"

Antabella looked at Brian and complained.

According to Brian's request, those people have been invited.

But if after the meeting, the old leader wakes up and says that Brian is a Roman, it will be really cool.

Brian turned to look at the old chief, Rocktors.

This guy spit out a mouthful of blood just now, but now he has recovered.

That being said, there is indeed a possibility of waking up.

Thinking of this, Brian slowly extended his right hand to him.

"What are you going to do?"

It was too late for Antabella to stop it.

Brian had a firm grip on Rocktors' neck.

"Either I strangle him now, or he wakes up later, and we're all screwed!"

Antabella reached up and grabbed Brian's other arm, trying to pull Brian aside.

"you can not do that!"

But Antabella's power was limited after all, and it was impossible to move Brian at all.

"It's about this time! It's hard for you to become the leader of the tribe with your appearance!"

Brian tossed Antabella aside with a wave of his hand.

Then use your hands hard.

The old leader struggled briefly for nearly a minute before he lost his breath.

"Okay, now order your people to ambush, whether it's your big brother or the elder, as soon as they arrive, kill them."

Brian also made a symbolic grooming for Rocktors.

It made him look very peaceful.

"Brian! You are a devil!"

Antabella's cheeks were covered with two lines of hot tears.

"Now that you've made a deal with the devil, please go ahead and start crying!"

And Brian stepped aside, half-kneeling aside in Gaulish etiquette.

The group of elders led by the great elder rushed over when they heard that the leader was really dying this time.

Just outside the leader's courtyard, he heard Antabela's cry.

The crying was loud, and the voice was full of sadness and unyielding, and there was even some reluctance and guilt for relatives.

But the Great Elder, his first thought at this moment was to seize power.

Of course, according to the rules of the tribe, only the direct blood relatives of the leader can become the next leader.

But the Great Elder, as the younger brother of the current leader.

If all the children of the leader die, he can also inherit the position of the leader of the tribe.

Soon the great elder came to the room with more than ten elders.

Met Antabella and a strange man.

At this moment, Antabella was sobbing, nestling in the arms of the young man.

The elder directly stepped forward to check Rockles' situation.

At this moment, Antabella was still unwilling to leave, but was forced out by Brian.

All around here are people from Antabela.

Brian said to the heads of the group of people, no matter who comes out of it later, they will be killed directly.

Before Antabela mobilized a large number of people here in the name of protecting the leader.

The head of this group of people is a giant bald man with a height of 1.9 meters.

The giant man looked at Antabela.

"His words! That's what I mean! No matter who comes out of the room later, kill him!"

Antabella wiped away her tears, then said coldly.

At this moment, the Great Elder put his finger on Rocktors' carotid artery, and the pulse had already disappeared.

However, at this moment.

The Great Elder found that there was a handprint bruise on Rocktors' neck. Although it was not obvious, it was still visible.

Moreover, Rocktors' throat has been broken, and it is obvious that he died unexpectedly.

The Great Elder looked back at Antabela.

At this moment, Antabella and the young man were found to have disappeared.

"It was Antabella who killed the leader, and immediately notify the clansmen, all of them are wanted by Antabella!"

"Yes! Great Elder!"

An elder nodded and said yes and walked out.

However, just after he left the room, there was a deadly voice.

Hear the sound of death.

The Great Elder and others rushed out immediately, only to find that the place was surrounded by a group of Gallic warriors.

Only at this moment did the Great Elder realize that this pair of Gallic warriors were absolutely loyal to Antabela.

"Antabella! How dare you kill..."

When the Great Elder saw this scene, he immediately understood that this was Antabela's trap.

Do not!

It should be the man next to Antabella.

The Gauls have always been straightforward and rarely use intrigue.

But before he finished speaking, a sharp arrow pierced his chest.

"You talk too much, go to hell! It's good for everyone!"

Brian put down the bow and arrow in his hand. For a long time, unlike other Romans who practiced throwing, Brian also practiced direct shooting.

At this moment, it was Brian's direct shot that killed the Great Elder with one blow.

"Go! Kill them all! Leave no one behind!"

"For every person killed, Miss Antarbella will reward him with 10 pounds of gold"

At first, these Gallic warriors hesitated.

After all, the targets they want to kill are the elders of the tribe.

But after Brian offered a sky-high price of 10 pounds of gold, these Gallic warriors rushed towards the elders.

At this moment, in their eyes, there are no elders of the tribe, they are clearly heavy gold.

These pampered tribal elders were quickly killed by those who chopped melons and vegetables.

Antabella turned to look at Brian who was on the side.

"Brian, you are a devil!"

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