Ancient Rome: From Slaveholder to Supreme Emperor

Chapter 140 Crazy, kill them all?

“kill!!

The guards were also extremely nervous. After receiving the order, they chose to kill and formed a battle formation, directly carrying out a bloody suppression of the people.

“boom!!”

“boom!!

Badak and a few Spartan warriors, who were in the crowd, stopped talking. When the battle formation was not stable, they rushed forward and shook the warrior with the shield. First, a soldier was directly stabbed to death.

“Take a weapon and fight them!!”

The Spartans hurriedly snatched a few weapons and shields and threw them to the civilians behind them, screaming frantically.

“Kill!

“Kill!

The guards realized that their companions had actually been killed, and suddenly became angry and frightened, and became even more crazy.

“There is no way to survive, kill!”

“Brothers, kill, Sura has robbed civilians’ mines, and the plan is revealed. They want to kill us and kill us. Our only way out is to break a bloody way, escape back to Rome, and let the Senate decide for us. This is us. The only way to survive”

Among the crowd, Badak squeezed his own voice and roared frantically.

These are all given by Ye Tian, ​​of course, they can only play freely on the scene.

“Kill the bleeding road!”

“Kill the bleeding road!”

As the civilians fell one by one, they were extremely desperate. After all, now they were really killed by the nobles, and they weren’t killed. If they didn’t kill, they could only be slaughtered.

In despair, Badak’s voice brought them endless hope, so they began to fight back.

They are furious! They are completely furious!!

“I want to go back alive, I want to expose Sura’s sinister and sinfulness!”

“Sura, you won’t have a better life!!”

The angry civilians roared like crazy.

“boom!”

The Spartans also completely released their murderousness, but they are more of completing their tasks and protecting the remaining civilians.

The civilians have died a lot, and if they die, Ye Tian’s plan will go bankrupt!

“Brothers, the opportunity is here!!!

Among the mine slaves, the roaring sound resounded, causing the numb mine slaves to suddenly raise their heads.

“This is outside the city of Rome, the Romans are killing each other! Brothers, break your shackles and kill these Romans, let’s run away and join the alliance!!”

The person who spoke continued to growl frantically.

“Kill the Romans…”

Many mine slaves murmured softly, and there was a hint of hesitation in their eyes, but that hesitation was slowly turning into life.

“Crack!”

“Crack!”

Then, the hoe or hammer began to slam his shackles fiercely, resounding thoroughly in the valley.

“retreat!!

“retreat!”

With the efforts of the Spartans, the soldiers who had besieged and killed the civilians were finally pushed back, and the Spartans roared frantically.

The civilians began to wake up and began to retreat one after another, or flee.

“Flee, escape back to Rome!”

“Escape to Rome is our way out!”

“Ah. Revenge for me”

The running civilians heard all kinds of screams and screams in their ears, making them run desperately, with a grief in their hearts, secretly swearing, returning to Rome, they must expose Sula’s crimes.

“Kill! Kill them all! You can’t let them live in Rome, absolutely can’t!”

I don’t know whose voice it was, but it was extremely cold, with a terrifying killing intent, making the civilians even more angry and sad.

“Boss Philip, we should go now!!”

Badak appeared in the tent quietly, wrapped Philip’s mouth, and whispered to him, everyone was attracted by the shouts of killing outside.

“Uh-huh..

Philip was scared to death, but he also heard that it was Badak’s voice. He nodded quickly, regardless of anything, and ran madly following Badak’s torn tent gap.

“Chasing!! Disaster is about to happen! They must not be allowed to return to Rome!!

A series of emergencies completely confused the two Master Sula.

how so?

They just came to force Philip to surrender the title deed, how could these slaves violently fight with them?

No, not a slave!

They are not slaves, but civilians!

………070……..

But why are there so many damn civilians here?

Why did they riot for no reason.

However, they knew that things were completely out of control now, completely beyond the scope of their control.

They killed people, they did kill a lot of people!

If this matter is passed back to Rome, their family will be over!

Quit your mouth!

right!

They must be silenced. Only by killing them can the mouths of these people be sealed.

So they roared frantically.

“Who killed people first? I asked you to suppress them. Who the hell let you kill people!!”

A Young Master Sura finally recovered a trace of calmness, and quickly grabbed the collar of the leader of the guard and snarled frantically.

Master “…I… I don’t know, I don’t know who did it first…

The man is about to cry.

“Didn’t you fucking tell me they are slaves? Why are they farmers? Tell me!!”

Master Sura roared frantically again.

Why is this happening?

If you kill the slaves, kill them! They can arrange for the slaves to be charged with an uprising and rebellion, and no one will hold them accountable.

However, they killed civilians, and there were a lot of them, at least dozens of them died.

Killed more than a dozen innocent people for no reason, even their grandfather, Sura, is very difficult to live with.

Master”, I don’t know, how come there are so many civilians in the mine…

The leader really cried. He knew that he had caused great trouble to Sura, and caused great sin to himself.

“You don’t understand? You don’t understand that you are still talking indiscriminately!!? Why are you still stunned, kill them for me, if you escape one for them, you and your family will all be buried by me!!

Master Sura collapsed, everything is too coincidental, it seems that someone is setting up a shocking situation.

“What about Philip?”

Feeling the silence in the tent, Master Sura couldn’t help but opened the tent, and found that it was empty, and couldn’t help exclaiming.

“Never let Philip go back!!

Two young masters Sura; their expressions are even more terrifying. Eight,