Chapter 739 Arena and Death Row Prisoners

The darkness faded away like a tide.

Before Zhang Heng opened his eyes, he heard deafening cheers and screams. The sound came from above his head, and was also mixed with the roar of wild animals, but the roar was very close to him, probably less than one meter away. distance.

Even Zhang Heng, who was always calm, was startled.

What is the concept of one meter? For beasts like lions and tigers, it is just a pounce. It comes in an instant. If he was prepared, Zhang Heng might be able to barely dodge, but considering that he doesn't know now The specific location of the beast, and as the five seconds countdown ends, it will take a certain amount of time for Zhang Heng's eyes to regain vision. Although this time is not much, any delay at this time is fatal.

If the situation is really what he imagined, this can be regarded as an open-door kill with infinite mortality.

Logically speaking, dungeons, especially ordinary dungeons, should not have such a dangerous opening, even if they focus on survival.

The next moment, Zhang Heng regained his vision.

The first thing that caught my eye was the lion in front of me. The previous cheers seemed to stimulate it. It stood up and roared. It seemed that it wanted to attack Zhang Heng, but it couldn't get out of the cage where it was kept. Come out.

Zhang Heng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and then he found himself standing in a dark and smelly room.

Those cheers continued to come from above his head, and there was another person beside him, holding a pottery bowl filled with raw meat, looking at the lion in the cage with fear.

Judging from his clothing, he should be a slave, wearing a short-sleeved long coat and a pair of slippers.

And Zhang Heng found that he was also dressed similarly.

Before Zhang Heng had time to say hello to the buddy next to him, a man carrying a whip rushed in from outside, waving the whip in his hand and shouting something in his mouth.

Zhang Heng had to be thankful that he spent a long time learning languages ​​in the Black Sail copy, including Latin, and the official lingua franca of ancient Rome was Latin.

Of course, after all, more than a thousand years have passed between them, and there are still many differences in pronunciation and final accents. For example, the ancient Romans would pronounce a and e separately, and when they heard the sound c It sounds a lot like k, and there are a lot of cadences added to it.

Zhang Heng felt as if he was listening to a dialect, and he basically had to make guesses before he figured out that the other party was asking them why they hadn't finished feeding Kunta.

Needless to say, Kunta was naturally the name of the lion in the cage in front of him, so Zhang Heng took the bowl of meat from his companion next to him, poured it into the cage, and served Kunta a meal.

The lion named Quinta finally stopped roaring after eating the meat.

However, the supervisor-looking guy didn't seem to be satisfied. He yelled again and tried to slap someone. The companion next to Zhang Heng immediately shrank his head and hurriedly ran out of the house. Zhang Heng followed him and waited for him to leave. The supervisor then took the initiative and asked, "Hey, what's your name?"

The other party didn't seem to understand, so Zhang Heng repeated it again.

"You speak Latin?" This time the guy finally understood, with a look of surprise on his face, "I'm Varo, what about you?"

"My name is Zhang Heng." Zhang Heng also briefly introduced himself, paused and said, "Please slow down a little when you speak. My Latin is not very good yet."

"Okay, okay... Zhang Heng, I'm glad to see you. No, I should say I'm very unfortunate to meet you here." Varro said with a sad smile.

"Are we in the arena now?"

"Yes, to be more precise we are now underground in the arena."

"Oh, no wonder you can hear these cheers. What are the people above cheering for?"

"Don't you know, they were executing prisoners on death row, and I used to sit there and cheer with them." Varro couldn't help but look sad when talking about the past, "But now..."

"Did the Romans execute condemned prisoners in the arena?" Zhang Heng asked.

"Yes, this is a tradition. They will sentence the death penalty to the wild beasts, and then those unlucky guys will be taken here. By the way, let's talk while walking. Partita asked us to clean up the mess. If we delay the gladiatorial performance later, we will be whipped again."

Zhang Heng noticed a flash of fear in Varro's eyes when he talked about the gladiator performance, but now was not the time to ask about such things. He still followed the other person, and the two quickly passed through the tunnel lit by oil lamps. Came to the ground.

The arena they were in was not too big, and it was obviously not the famous Roman Colosseum in later generations.

But the stands also have several levels, with about six to seven thousand seats. The seats were basically full, which was also the source of the cheers and screams before. Those spectators shouted to kill him! kill him! ! ! Everyone's face was filled with excitement, as if they were enjoying a big show.

One of the two protagonists in this drama had his throat cut out. The leopard used its claws to dig open his stomach and began to tear out his internal organs. The blood gathered into a stream under his body. The entire face was covered in blood and flesh, the nose and eyes were missing, and the facial bones were clearly visible.

Although the other death row inmate is still alive, he was completely frightened when he witnessed this scene.

He is currently sitting paralyzed on the other side of the arena. It can be seen that he lived a good life before being captured. All the fat on his body is shaking together. He is watching the cheetah eating in horror. The arena deliberately opened the door before the execution. Not feeding the cheetah for a period of time will increase the cheetah's aggression and make the performance more entertaining.

Although the audience in the stands had just witnessed the death of a man, they were obviously not satisfied because the fat man on the other side was still alive, so they began to urge the animal trainers. Upon seeing this, the two animal trainers used long poles to poke the leopard. , interrupting the leopard's feeding and forcing it towards another death row prisoner.

When the fat man saw this, he wanted to get up and run, but probably because his legs were weak, he couldn't stand up from the ground after trying twice. Instead, it triggered a burst of laughter, and a cheerful atmosphere filled the stands.

Finally the fat man stood up, but unfortunately the leopard also walked not far away from him at this time. The fat man turned around and started to run away, but the speed of the two families was not comparable at all, and the fat man's escape only stimulated the excitement. Cheetah, the latter almost jumped on the fat man's back. Zhang Heng no longer felt that there was any point in watching the subsequent scene.