Alien Knights

Nearly half of the gladiators in the entire "Red Circle" came to the square.

Todd, who had just lamented the heavy burden on his shoulders, had to face the pressure brought by more than 300 people.

"you……"

After finishing this word, Todd didn't know what to say next.

A Bei Dao soldier who was blind in his right eye and covered in scars stood out from the crowd and said loudly: "I am not afraid of death, but I would rather die on the battlefield of the charge than in a cage for people to watch!"

Amid the echoes of the crowd, another strong barbarian with oil paint tattoos stood up: "Master Boyle, your reputation and kindness have already spread to all tribes. We are willing to swear to the ancient gods to exchange loyalty and life for your protection!"

Seeing that everyone was about to say something, Todd stretched out his hands and pressed down, signaling everyone to be calm.

"I understand that no one wants to end their life hastily. If looking back at the moment of death, life is just a meaningless waste of time, then how is it different from a walking dead body?" Todd's voice spread throughout the square, and everyone couldn't stop nodding and agreeing with his words.

Sighing, Todd continued: "I will do my best to teach you everything about combat performances, not for vanity, but for life."

After obtaining Todd's promise, everyone present cheered, and some even knelt on the ground, praising the benevolent deeds of the Red Champion.

Turning his head and returning to the house, looking at Ackerman with a blushing face, Todd said viciously: "Didn't you say that these people are your friends? Sort out all their information and give it to me!"

Ackerman's face suddenly collapsed: "Everyone? There are more than 300 people outside!"

Casper gave him a sideways glance: "You deserve it."

In the following days, Todd simply held a big class in the training ground on the lower floor of the arena.

Recall and reproduce the action scenes of previous life movies and games in the soul space. Todd started from the basic counter moves and moves, separated each link of the combat performance, and taught the gladiators who came to the class by means of theoretical knowledge and practical operations.

Then, pick out a large number of combat moves that are highly ornamental, such as the wrath of Sparta in the "God of War" series, the blade dance in the "Devil May Cry" series, and the assassination in the "Assassin's Creed" series, and use moves and routines to inspire these students so that they can combine and match gladiatorial skills by themselves.

Finally, according to the schedule arranged by the arena, Todd will conduct assault training specifically for those gladiators who are about to enter the arena. Actions, positions, weapons and even expressions, he tried his best to ensure that these people can bring the audience the greatest sensory enjoyment and obtain the best viewing effect.

After more than half a month, some obvious changes appeared in the "Red Circle".

The first is the change of the gladiators. More and more gladiators are learning from Todd. Except for the minority who adhere to the "fighting tradition" and refuse to compromise, others, men, women, young and old, gather under the red champion.

Then there was a change in the audience. People who came to the "Red Circle" to watch the battle were pleasantly surprised to find that the battle between gladiators was no longer a boring hacking and killing, but had obvious progress and improvement in action and tactics. The fighting has become more intense, the fighting has become more exciting, and the viewing pleasure of gladiatorial fights has soared. More and more people, in order to watch the wrestling, came to Ama City from all directions. There are some particularly exciting battles, and there are even sky-high ticket prices.

Then there is the economic situation of the "red circle". When the previous director was alive, the financial situation of the arena was in deficit for a whole year (it can be described as a veritable red circle). Since Todd introduced combat performances, the number of spectators has increased dramatically, and ticket prices have risen rapidly, which has ignited new vitality in the entire arena, and also solved the urgent need of "Red Circle" from the side.

In the end, these changes also caused dissatisfaction among some people. For example... the king's confidant minister Fogal.

In the meeting hall of the Ulster Palace, Conchiub looked at a box full of gold coins in front of him, and couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it! Fergus' son, my younger brother, actually has such great business skills! He just turned a loss-making arena into a cash cow!"

Speaking of this, the king glanced at his confidant Fogar with a mocking look, put his hand into the box again, picked up a fistful full of gold coins, and let them fall down.

Fogar stared at the box of gold coins in front of him, his face ashen.

At the beginning, when he heard that the king had handed over the post of director of the arena to Fiocha, his first reaction was that that kid who could only wield swords would make the management of the "Red Circle" worse sooner or later. When things got out of hand, he proposed to the king to take over. Not only could he take advantage of the situation to attack his political opponent, Fiocha's father, Fergus, but he could also consolidate his position in the king's mind.

But never expected that the gladiatorial fight in the "Red Circle" became popular recently, and even the Connaught Kingdom far in the east, many citizens came to watch it.

Thinking of the reason behind this incident, Fogar rolled his eyes and complimented the king: "Speaking of which, your majesty is still very good at employing people, and sent Fiocha to manage the arena."

Conchi Erb, who had selectively forgotten his original intention, patted his belly and laughed loudly: "That's right, my younger brother is just that capable! I have long been optimistic that he can take on this position!"

Fogar smiled apologetically, and then asked with some doubts: "However, it's a little strange that Fiorcha is usually not proficient in these financial and business matters..."

Conchiub was taken aback, followed Fogar's train of thought, and said, "That's his father, Fergus is helping him... no..."

Everyone in the kingdom knows that Fergus likes to have fun and entertainment on weekdays, and basically doesn't care about mundane affairs, otherwise it would not be possible to abdicate the throne in the first place.

Conchiurb lowered his head and pondered: "Then who is helping Fioza manage the arena?"

Fogar looked at the ceiling and said casually: "I heard that the prisoner named Boyle has been very active in the "Red Circle" recently."

Conchierber, who was full of doubts, sat back on the throne, put his hand on his chin and said, "Tell me in detail."

"He assembled a large group of gladiators who were greedy for life and fear of death, designed fighting movements, choreographed the details of the fighting, and deceived the audience with fake gladiatorial methods, in order to win people's hearts."

Fogar paused for a moment, waiting for the king to digest the news, and then said softly: "There are about 400 gladiators in the entire arena, and he has absorbed them into his name."

Conchi Ub was startled, stood up from his chair, and shouted loudly: "Four hundred people? Doesn't Fiocha control this kind of thing?!"

Fogar lowered his eyelids and drew his voice: "Yes, why doesn't Master Fiorcha take care of it?"

Sweat slowly seeped from the top of the king's head.

"Could it be...impossible!" Conchiub loudly refuted the deepest fear in his heart: "Fergus loves my mother deeply, and even gave up the throne because of it. He will not betray me!"

Fogar shrugged: "Lord Fergus may not be interested in the throne, but what about his son Fiocha?"

Conchierb's body froze in place.

Royal blood has always been the biggest taboo in his heart.

At that time, Fergus, who was the elder brother of the former king, gave up the throne because of love, and at the request of the queen, he passed the crown to the queen's illegitimate son Conchiuber. This act, itself in the Kingdom of Ulster, has aroused many voices of opposition.

People questioned one after another, how could a person without the orthodox blood of the royal family sit on the throne? !

Therefore, Fiocha's desire to seize the throne is not only reasonable in the eyes of others, but also won the support of the majority of people.

And this "brother", who has already taken the lead in righteousness and fame, has only one thing missing - the army.

The appearance of Boyle just made up for this shortcoming.

Thinking of this, Conchierb's back was wet with cold sweat, and he shouted loudly: "Remove Fiocha's position as the arena director immediately! Let him go home!"

"Your Majesty, this is inappropriate." Fugal stroked his gray beard and said calmly, "Fiocha didn't make any mistakes. If you suddenly transfer him from his position, you will be called jealous."

Like an angry lion, Conchiub yelled at Fogar: "Then what do you think I should do?! Tell me!"

"Watering is not the best way to extinguish the burning bonfire. Only by taking away the wood that is used as fuel can the problem be fundamentally solved."

"What's the meaning?!"

"It is the 'Red Circle' arena that can provide Fiorza with the strength of the army. What we need to do is to get rid of the leaders of the gladiators and make those people a mess again."

Conchiub sat back on the throne, and slowly repeated Fogar's suggestion: "Get rid of the leader of the gladiators?"

The latter looked at the king, nodded slightly, and said, "At the end of this month, in order to celebrate the victory of the South, Connaught's envoys will come to the kingdom. We can prepare a gladiatorial fight for those people during the celebration, a gladiatorial fight that can never be won..."