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The cooperation between Zhou Yixian and Eve can be regarded as solving the two fatal blows of the enemy for the rebel army. However, the army of the Gladiator Empire was not affected by this. As soon as the armies of the two sides came into contact, the battle became fierce.

"Kill the enemy, kill the enemy, kill the enemy."

The shouts of the soldiers resounded all the time on the battlefield, and every second passed, countless soldiers fell into a pool of blood.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the war in front of Zhou Xian with corpses strewn across the field. He, who had never seen such a cruel scene, couldn't help feeling a little trembling in his heart.

War is something that can be avoided or it is better not to start it as much as possible. Even so, Zhou Xian also knew in his heart that if he wanted peace, he could only have it through a war.

Sometimes, things in the world are just so helpless.

Just like in front of you, after the war, the Gladiator Empire will finally usher in peace.

call out!

Sparta, which had been in the enemy army for a long time, was surrounded by countless enemy corpses, and it was impossible to find a place to stay. Just when he fell into the mountain of corpses under his feet, a javelin flew over just right and stabbed his left leg. Immediately, Sparta's stabbed left leg was bleeding profusely.

The strong man in the gladiator empire's barracks finally took aim at him, the leader of the rebel army.

"He's hurt, kill him."

The gladiator empire soldiers who were so timid after being killed by Sparta immediately surrounded them again, picked up the weapon in their hands without saying a word, and stabbed the opponent whose leg was injured and couldn't move.

From their eyes, they even saw the excitement of capturing the enemy's head.

They seem to have forgotten that the injured beast is the most dangerous existence.

"kill!"

With a burst of shouting, Sparta picked up the dagger in his hand and swept across. The soldiers in front of him who wanted to pick up cheap, with excited expressions on their faces, lost their lives, and fell one after another like wheat being cut. on the ground.

"After fighting for such a long time, how could he still have such fighting power."

Swarming in the rear, the soldier who was sighing secretly for someone to take the lead, before he had time to think about it, found that the comrades in front of him died silently in the hands of the other party, and they couldn't hold the scared weapon. , I just want to turn my head and get away from the demon in front of me quickly.

"What are you afraid of? No matter how strong he is, he is only one person. No one is allowed to retreat."

Just as the terrified soldiers were about to take action, a line of non-commissioned officers behind them suddenly appeared to block their retreat.

"My lord, we are not his opponents."

Seeing the non-commissioned officers in front of them, a group of soldiers lowered their leaders in shame. The soldiers of the gladiator empire, who have always been invincible heroes, had to admit their bravery when facing the mighty Sparta.

"You are all around, and we will take care of the rest."

A group of non-commissioned officers did not criticize the soldiers under them too much, because what they did was good enough to delay Sparta for such a long time, not everyone's soldiers can do it.

The purpose of their coming here is to solve the troubles in front of them and make the battle end faster, so they naturally don't mind the soldiers making way for them.

Sergeant and Sparta, only one side can survive in the end.

"It's not that easy to want my life."

Even though the bleeding on his legs made Sparta a little unconscious, he still didn't release the weapon in his hand. Relying on his strong will, he forced himself to fight against a group of good non-commissioned officers.

If it was changed to before, the group of non-commissioned officers in front of them would never be the enemy of Sparta. However, after going deep into the enemy's line and fighting for such a long time, Sparta has bottomed out no matter whether it is physical strength or strength.

Now, in the face of the siege of everyone advancing and retreating, Sparta can only try its best to maintain its invincibility.

The longer the battle, the more wounds Sparta suffered. The two sides had been together for an unknown period of time, and the bright light in the sky seemed a little dim and low, and the sun was about to fall asleep with tiredness.

There are almost dozens of stab wounds on Sparta's body. Even so, he still did not give up the fight, still holding the dagger in his hand tightly, and the hill of corpses piled up beside him was much higher, and there were many non-commissioned officers among them.

From the battle in the morning to the dusk, Sparta had fewer and fewer comrades in arms, and he gradually realized that he was the only one left around.

Looking around, there are enemies on all sides.

A group of soldiers from the Gladiator Empire stopped their movements and quietly looked at the tragic man in front of them. No matter what kind of hostile status the two sides have, they can't hide their high respect for the hero's tenacious opponent in front of them.

"Rebel fighters fighting for freedom don't need anyone's sympathy, give me a decent fight."

Sparta, who didn't want to bleed and died, tried his best to support his body with his hands, dragged his heavy steps, and charged towards the enemy line again.

Behind him is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and in front of him is a mighty army of hundreds of thousands of enemies, but he has nothing to fear in his heart.

Facing Sparta's faltering charge, none of the soldiers of the Gladiator Empire took the initiative to attack, but waited for Sparta to complete the last charge of his life.

"Get out of the way, don't block your way forward."

Suddenly, behind a group of soldiers, there was a loud shout. Soon, after hearing the shouts behind them, the large number of Gladiator Empire soldiers consciously stepped aside to make way for the people behind them.

A man full of energy, with a tired and exhausted expression on his face, who had not experienced a battle at all, walked in front of Sparta.

This person, none other than Pompey, is the supreme commander of the current gladiator empire army.

Pompeii felt indescribably proud when he thought that the war that had troubled the gladiator empire would finally end with his own hands.

He looked at the enemy in front of him and declared: "This battle, the final victory, still belongs to the great gladiator empire."

"Long live my lord Pompeii, long live the great gladiator empire."

A group of soldiers also seemed to have a premonition that the war was about to end, and suddenly burst into shouts of joy for victory.

"I'm not dead yet, the battle will continue." Sparta didn't stop his charge and didn't raise his head, which was a response to Pompey's definition of the result of the battle.

Looking around, he found that even though the rebel army was divided into dozens of small camps, they still did not put down their weapons and fought bravely with the soldiers in front of them. Seeing that they would look at Sparta's upright figure from time to time, Pompeii knew that as long as the person in front of him didn't fall down, the rebel army would not stop fighting in their hands.

"You are a worthy opponent," said Pompey.

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Sparta didn't even have the strength to speak, and didn't respond to Pompey's praise for him. Although he didn't have the strength to speak, somehow, within his body, he still had the strength to raise the dagger in his hand and face the enemy in front of him.

For the last time, Sparta stabbed Pompeii in front of him with the dagger in his hand.

"I will behead your head, bring it back to the Eternal City, and give you a beautiful funeral."

Pompey separated Sparta's impotent dagger, and slashed at Sparta's neck.

"Commander, get out of the way."

The insurgents, who were always paying attention to Sparta's movement, saw that the dagger in Pompey's hand was about to fall to Sparta's neck. They couldn't help being anxious, and each of them seemed to be crazy, and moved towards the enemy blocking in front of them. launched a violent impact.

Even though there were countless enemies' weapons shining coldly in front of them, the rebel army rushed forward resolutely. They don't care about their own lives at all, they just want to save their leader.

"Sparta, Sparta, Sparta."

After being blocked several times, the rebel army also knew that it would be difficult to break through the enemy's blockade. Ignoring the sword in front of them, they stood still and tapped the shield in their hands with their daggers. At the last moment of the leader's life, they wanted to pay their last respects to the leader they respected in this way.

Such an excellent soldier, who can refuse their respect, the soldiers of the Gladiator Empire stopped fighting at the same time, leaving the rebel army the last chance to call for their own leadership.

The eyes of hundreds of thousands of troops all looked at the dagger in Pompeii's hand.

Ding!

Just when the dagger in Pompeii's hand was about to touch Sparta's neck, an unexpected man appeared in front of them, and blocked Pompeii with a finger. of slashing.

"Follower of Caesar, you should understand the consequences of what you do." Pompey saw the person coming, and immediately recognized him, with anger and confusion on his face, he looked at Zhou Yixian, and said, "You just step back , I can give Caesar a face as if nothing happened."

"The rebel army has already been defeated, so why bother to kill them all?" Zhou Yixian moved away because of Pompey's words, but supported the unconscious Sparta, and said, "You don't have to look at Caesar's face, we What I did today has nothing to do with my position, it only represents a person, he is my friend, and I don't want to see him die in front of me."

"It's a joke, do you think this is a child's play, don't be self-willed, just get out." Pompeii, who was in power, hadn't seen anyone speak to him with such an attitude for a long time, and he couldn't help being very angry.

For Caesar's sake, this is the last chance he will give the other party. If the other party still insists on fighting against him, he doesn't mind beheading the other party together.

"Give me some face, I will take care of Sparta." Zhou Yixian said.