Roman Slave Owner

Aetius had a solemn expression on his face, it was hard to catch so many people.

"We can pretend to be the army of Bendu, catch a few people and run away. If they dare to chase, we can set traps on the road and take the opportunity to kill their cavalry."

Spartacus said.

"Good idea, let's do it."

Aetius glanced at him appreciatively, and had to say that his mind was very flexible, not like a barbarian at all.

So they split into two groups. Aetius asked a refugee to take Spartacus and others to their village, while he led people to prepare traps.

A village was on fire, and some soldiers were beating and kicking some villagers to make them hand over their grain.

The consumption of an army of 300,000 is a terrible figure. Under the poor traffic conditions in ancient times, if you want to maintain this kind of army, you must eat locally. In history, the army of Bendu was forced to retreat by Lukulus because of lack of food.

Several infantrymen guarded the road leading to the entrance of the village, and there was a burst of crying and rampant laughter from a house not far from them. It was obvious that they were doing something indescribable, which made them extremely envious, but unfortunately They can only be vigilant.

At this moment, several Thracian cavalry were galloping towards this side.

They glanced at it, not much vigilance.

They are all Thracians, and it would be strange if they were wary of Thracian cavalry.

When they got closer, they realized that these were all unfamiliar faces, so one of them asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"We're here to deliver orders."

said one of the horsemen, continuing to approach them as he spoke.

"What order?"

asked the infantryman.

By this time they were approaching here, and some of the cavalry had dismounted.

"right here."

After speaking, the cavalryman took it to his arms, and the other cavalrymen greeted them warmly.

Just when they were amazed at the enthusiasm of these people, those cavalrymen suddenly drew out their daggers, and then stabbed them fiercely into their bodies.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"..."

There was the sound of knives piercing flesh, and the foot soldiers watched in disbelief.

Only two of them survived, but Sha Bo's big fist also attacked their necks, they only felt a pain, and then completely lost consciousness.

"Why are you doing this?"

An infantryman asked with difficulty while clutching his wound.

"We are the Thracians of the Roman army."

Spartacus said with a complex expression.

These are of the same race after all, even though they serve in different camps, let him know for sure.

The infantryman suddenly realized, and finally closed his eyes unwillingly.

"Who are you?"

At this time, a Thracian in the village had discovered the situation here and said loudly.

"let's go."

Spartacus gave him a cold look, then helped a prisoner onto his mount, and then a group of people hit their horses and galloped out of the village.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The Thracian hurriedly shouted.

The whole village was in chaos, and it didn't take long for them to find out the truth. After knowing that they were attacked by several enemy cavalry, a Thracian commander yelled loudly.

So more than 30 riders galloped out of the village like a whirlwind. The enemy's mounts brought one more person with them, and they couldn't run fast.

Sure enough, they didn't chase for long, and they caught up with the enemy's cavalry.

They were running along the highway, away from Nicaea.

"You can't run, you bastards, I'm going to kill you."

A Thracian roared.

Spartacus gave him a cold look, and kept beating the horse with his hands, trying to keep the distance between the two sides open.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides was getting closer, cruel smiles appeared on the faces of the Thracian cavalry in the rear. They could already imagine the imminent killing feast.

Just at this time,

Suddenly there was a burst of shouting from both sides of the road.

"rise!"

The Thracian cavalry in the rear were taken aback. At this moment, tripping ropes were pulled on both sides of the road.

Those war horses couldn't dodge in time, they were tripped by the tripping ropes, and then fell to the ground, sliding forward for a long distance before stopping.

The cavalry also felt dizzy for a while, and fell off their horses one after another.

Falling off a galloping horse at full speed is a terrifying thing, and it is likely to break a bone, not to mention that they are still wearing heavy armor, and the cavalry immediately screamed again and again.

The cavalry behind were terrified and wanted to control the horses to slow down, but no matter how they controlled the galloping horses, they were soon tripped and turned into rolling gourds one by one.

Only the three cavalry at the end stopped the horses in time. They watched all this in horror, and then immediately hit their horses and fled back.

Aetius came out from the dense forest and spat hard.

"Forget you to escape quickly."

Seeing a cavalryman lying on the ground with a broken leg, Aetius took out his dagger and stepped forward to end his life.

Seeing this, Spartacus stared, and he stepped forward and grabbed the hand he was stabbing at the second cavalryman.

"What are you doing?"

said Aetius.

"I think it's best not to kill them."

Spartacus said.

"Why?"

Aetius asked suspiciously.

"They are powerless to resist. You see, he has broken his leg. He will definitely not be able to participate in this battle."

Spartacus said.

"Just because of this?"

Aetius said dissatisfied.

"Yes, we shouldn't kill the defenseless."

Spartacus said.

Aetius was almost annoyed, and couldn't help roaring loudly: "Spartacus, do you know what this is? This is war! It's a life-and-death war!! They wanted to kill you just now, you Now you want to let them go! Is it because they are Thracians that you are merciful!"

Spartacus did not answer, but remained silent.

In fact Aetius guessed right, if they were not Thracians, Spartacus would never stop Aetius.

At this time, his Thracian cavalry stood behind Spartacus almost at the same time, looked at Aetius coldly, and expressed their support for him.

Seeing this, Aetius' face turned livid, these damned Thracians! These bloody savages!

But soon he felt a wave of fear, whether these people would kill themselves, disobeying military orders is a death penalty, it is entirely possible in this wilderness.

"Actually, you are right. If you keep them, you can consume the food of Bendu's army. Bendu claims to have an army of 300,000. Food must be very scarce, and they have to assign people to take care of him, which can increase their manpower." burden."

Aetius immediately persuaded, and began to take the initiative to find a reason for Spartacus.