Ancient Rome: From Slave Owner to Supreme Emperor

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill those bastards in Rome……"

……

Suddenly, in the darkness, roars with endless resentment came from the mines. Their voices were very hoarse, even a little weak, but they were filled with deep resentment and murderous intent.

The miners finally broke their chains, holding torches, and with the respect of mining, some of them were even empty-handed, or just picked up a stone, and rushed towards the roaring Sura masters.

When they ran, there was no formation to speak of, it was a complete mob.

But the problem was that there were so many of them, a full thousand people, and when they ran, the momentum was so great that it was very scary.

Moreover, they seemed to be crazy, almost wanting to choose anyone to eat, releasing their years of resentment.

The taste of freedom made them very manic and riotous.

"What's going on?"

The Sura young masters were confused again. It was really like one wave after another. The soldiers of their family were still chasing the rioters. There were bursts of shouting and killing from the mine. This made them feel overwhelmed and confused for a moment.

"Master...it seems...the slaves are rioting……"

The voice of the guard leader was trembling, his teeth were chattering, he felt that he was really finished.

The densely packed miners were very terrifying. Although the slaves were not strong in combat, and were even very weak, as long as they were fully armed, only 300 people were needed to resist and suppress them.

But here in the wilderness, they only brought more than 100 people, and many people died in the battle just now. Now almost all the soldiers were chasing the mob, leaving only a dozen people here to guard their young master.

How could a mere dozen people possibly withstand thousands of slaves? They were not gods of war.

"Slave...riot...revolt……"

Young Master Sura took a deep breath, his scalp tingling, a chill ran from their heels to their heads.

Slave uprising?

And it seemed to be related to them!

At least they couldn't get away with it.

This pot was too big!

They couldn't bear it!

Even their Sura family might not be able to bear it!

"Suppress them!! Let them come back and suppress the slaves for me!!"

Coming back to their senses, the two Sulla masters roared crazily.

Crazy!

Too crazy!

They are really going crazy!

Thousands of slaves are rioting and revolting at the same time. If they can't suppress it, all Romans will hate them to death.

""Master... it's too late, and we don't have enough people... we can't suppress it, and we will only die!"

The leader really cried, and his heart was extremely desperate. He knew that tonight, he was really going to die. Even if Sura didn't die, he would be finished.

"What should we do? What should we do? Tell me! What should we do now?"

Master Sura became so helpless and desperate at this moment.

"Run away, young master! We will risk our lives to escort you back to Rome. Back in Rome, tell the lady about this and let her tell the senators to stop the situation from escalating... maybe it's not too late."

In the midst of endless despair, the head calmed down and suggested to the two young masters of Sulla.

"Madam? Hahaha...Damn Rose, damn bitch, you killed us, why didn't you try to let your stupid son complete this task?……"

The desperate Master Sura was like crazy, laughing loudly, with endless resentment in his heart. They all knew that even if this matter was suppressed by their grandfather, they would become sinners of the Sura family and would have to bear a terrible price.

They only realized now that Rose was a little abnormal today. Usually, as long as there was a good thing, she would fight for her son, but today she rarely fought for it.

Now think about it, maybe she also expected that this matter would not be so easy to deal with.

But she probably didn't expect that this matter would turn into such a terrible and uncontrollable situation.

"Go back!! Retreat to Rome!"

"Along the way, we must hunt down Philip and those damned civilians, and we must not let them return alive!! They must bear the responsibility for this matter!!"

After laughing wildly, one of the Sura masters calmed down, with a ruthless and desperate look in his eyes.

……

"Kill! The Roman nobles have escaped!"

"Chase!"

……

The rioting slaves were like crazy. When they saw Sura and his men running away with torches in their hands, they kept stumbling after them.

""Okay, Basas, our mission is complete. Let the Spartans evacuate the miners. We will go meet up with the captain and escort the civilians back!"

In the darkness, Sabak threw away the torch in his hand and said to Basas in a deep voice.

"No!

I want to make a contribution.

I want to give the master a chance to make a contribution.

You take your brothers and evacuate first.

I will continue to mix in with these rebellious slaves.

These slaves will definitely be suppressed by the Roman troops.

You go back and tell the master that I will leave marks along the way so that the master can find us as quickly as possible!

Moreover, by then, I will establish prestige among the miners.

When the master arrives, I will cooperate with him to make the slaves surrender!

For the master, this is a good opportunity to gain merit.

I think the master will definitely find a way to get the opportunity to go out and suppress the slave rebellion.

……"

In the darkness, Basas' eyes flashed with madness and wisdom. He pulled Sabak and said excitedly:

"Basas, you are amazing! Okay, I will go crazy with you, and remember to give me half of the credit.……"

Sabak was stunned for a moment, then said excitedly

"Don't worry, for the rise of Sparta and the glory of Satan!!"

Sabak said enthusiastically

""Okay, I'll take my brothers to evacuate first!"

Basas nodded, put two fingers in his mouth, blew gently, and a loud sound resounded in the shouts and screams.

Soon, loud whistles came one after another.

Although the rioting miners heard it, they didn't care at all, but the alert Spartan warriors threw the torches in their hands one after another, and the speed slowly slowed down. They were overtaken by the crazy miners one by one, and finally they were swallowed up by the darkness.

Finally, under the cover of the night, nearly a hundred Spartan warriors rushed towards the direction of Rome at the fastest speed.