After hearing the excitement in Proximo's tone, and even his body seemed to be slowly trembling from the memory, Maximus asked: "Were you once a gladiator?".
"Yes, Caesar Marcus gave me a wooden sword, tapped my shoulder with it, and gave me freedom. However, although he gave me freedom, he also banned competitive fighting!" Proximo answered the question with excitement and disappointment in his voice, as if he preferred fighting in the arena to freedom.
"Haha!" Maximus suddenly laughed, and at the end of the season he asked: "You said, Caesar once stood in front of you?".
"Yes! I will never forget the moment when he touched my shoulder with his wooden sword and gave me freedom!"
"You just asked me what I want. I think, now I know, I also want to stand in front of Caesar!" Maximus said lightly with a strange look.
Hearing this, Ji Mo's heart moved, and he understood what Maximus meant. He didn't just want to stand in front of Caesar, he wanted revenge.
"If you want to do it, you have to capture the hearts of your audience, then you have to listen to me!"
"I will do it!" Maximus said lightly, and at the same time said in his heart: "I will take revenge!".
…
The sun sets in the west and casts a brilliant light, coating the end of the season and Maximus with a dazzling light.
"You don't have to go, you know what I want to do, and you know how dangerous it is!"
"That's why I want to go!"
As if irritated by Ji Mo's casual tone, Maximus glared at Ji Mo, pinched Ji Mo's shoulders with both hands, and said, "Are you stupid? My own future is uncertain, what are you going to do? Accompany me. Are you going to die?"
"You have found the direction, haven't you? Besides, you are worried about the danger if I go, and I will be worried about you, Maximus!"
Maximus was startled for a moment, then laughed loudly, and once again showed a bright smile that had not appeared since the death of his wife and children.
In a lifetime, a person comes into contact with a lot of people and knows a lot of people, but it is difficult for people to get along with others, and it is even rarer to have close friends and brothers, and most people even never have one in their lifetime.
However, once you meet him, will you feel that having such a close friend in your life is not a waste of time?
Who wouldn’t cherish the kind of brothers who support each other and face all difficulties with you!
…
Rome, in this era, was definitely a prosperous place.
At the end of the season, when he followed the gladiator's convoy and entered the city of Rome, he was slightly surprised. However, having seen many modern social buildings and cities, he was slightly surprised. At most, he was surprised by the surrounding ancient buildings. Just interested in architecture.
On the contrary, the other gladiators, including Maximus, were dazzled by the crowded and noisy streets.
The motorcade stopped in a courtyard built specifically for gladiators next to the Roman Colosseum. A group of them got out of the car and looked up, seeing a huge building that seemed to be glowing under the setting sun. A majestic building more than fifty meters high appeared in the sight of the group.
Such a building is a miracle in this era!
The black Juba was behind the two at the end of the season and said with a shocked face: "Have you ever seen such a building? I can't even guess that they did it like this!".
Maximus shook his head indifferently, but Ji Mo smiled faintly and said: "In the east, there is a building called the Great Wall, which stretches over the mountains, with majestic walls, like It's like dividing a whole piece of land, with no end in sight! It's definitely a more majestic building than the Roman Coliseum!"
Stretching for thousands of miles, separated by the earth! Thinking about such a scene is shocking.
"Oh? What does that do?" Maximus became interested, and Juba also looked curious.
"The Great Wall is a building built to protect our homeland and resist foreign enemies."
"Is that in your hometown? It's a really meaningful building to resist foreign enemies..." Maximus sighed quietly, and then said: "From this point of view, it is better than this building for entertainment. There are so many, if you have the chance, you must go and see..."
Ji Mo smiled faintly, took a photo of Maximus, and said, "Yes, in my hometown, you will definitely have a chance!"
"Let's go!" Proximo came over and led everyone towards the house where their team of gladiators rested.
Since it is a large-scale gladiatorial battle in Rome, there will naturally be more than three or five gladiator teams. According to observations at the end of the season, dozens are few.
After they came here, except in the courtyard outside, they could not move around at will. They were even more restricted than when they were in Zukarba. They were almost like prisoners, without any freedom. In fact, these gladiators had no freedom except Apart from slaves, most of the others are indeed prisoners. Like at the end of the season, there are very few people who take the initiative to participate in the gladiatorial combat.
After coming here, they just need to wait for them to play. Often, this time is not long.
Sure enough, a gladiatorial fight was arranged for them on the second day after they arrived, but at the end of the season, they noticed something from Prosimo's unsightly expression.
"To make this money-grubbing guy look so ugly, I'm afraid our fight today is a bit fishy!" he said to Maximus at the end of the season.
"Indeed!" Maximus agreed, and then said: "But no matter what, we will win!"
"It's natural!" What he said at the end of the season was taken for granted. He was as confident as Maximus. He had already fought on the battlefield, so he was still afraid of a gladiatorial arena?
Proximo didn't know what he said to Maximus at the end of the season, but he was really in a bad mood because the gladiator team he brought was actually included in the queue to be sacrificed and slaughtered by the person in charge of the arena.
Just like he would mark red and yellow and ask the opponent's gladiators to kill as many yellows as possible. These worthless gladiators came to entertain the audience. His gladiators are the props used to entertain the audience with death today. The person in charge of the arena was Put into the ranks of worthless people.
It was like a performance. In the same camp as his gladiators, there were many thieves and other prisoners pulled from prison. They all acted as the party being massacred, and the people they faced were well-equipped. of massacres.
Prosimo didn't want his gladiators to be killed so meaninglessly. He also wanted them to bring him more wealth, but there was no other way, so now he was a little anxious because they were about to play.
