I am reborn as a lord in Rome

As soon as the master and servant answered this question, the soldiers and pedestrians around him immediately looked at each other, and said in their hearts, "What does this mean?

"He's just a slave! Slaves who wound legionnaires will be executed regardless of their injuries!" exclaimed the little leader of the soldiers.

"Death is death!Who is afraid of you!" Janus tugged at his whip and tightened his grip on the handle.

It's really good. Woolley praised Janus in his heart, and his eyes once again turned to the little leader of the soldiers: "That's right, if a slave injures a legionnaire, he will be executed regardless of the injury, but if he is ordered to beat you, as long as it does not cause death, he only needs to compensate for some expenses, soldier, my Woolley Grin happens to be not short of money

!" As soon as the little leader of the soldiers was stunned, Woolley had already shouted urgently: "Janus, give me a hard beating

!" "Good young master!" A sinister smile suddenly appeared on Janus's face, and with a wave of his right arm, the braid slammed into the cheek of the soldier's little leader.

The screams suddenly sounded, the little leader of the soldiers covered his face and retreated, "pop" and two whips were whipped on the back of his hand, and the third whip actually rolled his neck and dragged him, and the little leader of the soldiers involuntarily fell forward, "Whew" - Janus raised the leather whip again.

The soldiers on the side shouted loudly and surrounded Woolley's carriage with their weapons, and the two archers on the city wall drew their bows and arrows, and the tips of their arrows were aimed at Woolley and Janus.

"Stop!" a junior officer rushed from inside the city gate, and with a wave of his bronze sword, the tip of the sword pointed at Woolley, "Citizen! The dignity of the legionnaire is not to be insulted! Stop your people!"

Janus was stunned, and the whip in his hand suddenly stopped.

"Keep fighting!" Wu Lai shouted in a deep voice, reached into his arms, and held up a golden nameplate.

As soon as the nameplate came out, the low-ranking officer's face immediately changed, and he quickly returned his sword into the sheath, put on a whole helmet, and saluted Wu Lai: "Please forgive me for my recklessness." Seeing him like this, the soldiers around him hurriedly withdrew their weapons and retreated, looking at the nameplate in Wu Lai's hand with a suspicious expression.

Woolley slowly withdrew the nameplate, arrogant and unquestioningly said to Janus, "Keep fighting!"

......

As the carriage approached the White Stone Tower, Wu Lai exhaled softly, leaving behind the unhappiness just now, and the familiar scene in front of him made him extremely kind.

"My home, my inheritance, my roots......" Woolley smiled.

In the coachman's seat, Janus was still trembling slightly, not afraid, but excited, although the scars on his body were still burning and painful, he still smiled like a flower.

"Young master, look, it's the teacher of the West Class. Janus waved at the gate not far away, turning to Woolley.

"Got it. Woolley nodded, the smile on his face even deeper.

After a short while, Woolley stepped out of the carriage with Gauguin's support, which was a ceremonial necessity and a sign of his respect and loyalty.

When Woolley stepped out of the car, basically all the people who could come out to greet him in the White Stone Building came out -

when Siban Oak shook Woolley's hand with a smile, Woolley couldn't help but think that this old man's voice was really loud just now.

Nepton stepped forward and bowed to salute, wiping his tears of relief: "Young master, if you can see ......

" Fox greeted with a smile, and led Woolly to the way: "Young master, the carriage and horses are tired, rest for a while......"

"It's okay." Woolley nodded, smiled and said to Sibanok and Gauguin, "Let's go, let's go to the living room and talk."

Gauguin and Sibanok nodded hurriedly, and Foss had reached out to summon a slave: "The young master is back, go and call the vulture and Puya over to meet the young master." "

Yes. The slave took his head and galloped away.

When he walked into the living room, Woolley hesitated

for a moment and asked Gauguin, "Have Lady Leah and Miss Tina moved back to the manor?" Gauguin was stunned, and involuntarily glanced at Siban, hesitated for a moment, and then replied: "Lady Leah has been moving back to the manor for a few days, and Miss Tina has been living here." "

Then where are they now?" Woolly frowned, most of the people in the White Stone Building who were qualified to come forward to greet him came, but he didn't see Lady Leah and Tina, which inevitably made him feel vaguely unhappy.

Seeing Woolley's frowning, Gauguin didn't dare to hesitate any longer: "After breakfast, Lady Leah came and took Miss Tina out with her, saying that she would let Miss Tina accompany her to relax, and she would not be able to come back until the evening, perhaps, it would be later."

Before Gauguin could say anything, Woolley had already snorted coldly, shook his robe, and sat down on the main chair in the living room: "Arrange dinner, let Janus take care of his wounds, come and see me, Foss, you go to the temple, and ask High Priest Mikoyan to come over."

After Gauguin and Foss left, Sibánok sat down beside Woolley: "Young master, the White Stone Building is coveted by a coalition......"

"I know. Wu Lai smiled slightly and patted the back of Xiban's hand, "Don't worry, Teacher Xiban, these are not a big deal." "

Xiban is ashamed of his trust in the young master. Sibanok sighed softly and said.

"No, you've done a good job, and there are things you can't control. Woolley reassured him.

After a while, the vulture and Puya approached the living room in high spirits, and after respectfully saluting, they briefly reported the progress of the past year.

"Not bad......" Woolley was about to praise a few words when Gauguin hurried into the living room.

"Young master, what should I do if Adjutant General Ivan rushed into the courtyard with hundreds of soldiers?" asked Gauguin urgently.

Woolley frowned, and Vulture and Puya both drew their swords and smiled at each other, striding out of the living room.

"Come back!" Woolley raised his voice, his right hand lightly slapped on the armrest, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, "Put the sword away, I will only draw the sword when you two draw it."

"Yes. The vulture and Puya immediately returned their swords.

"Let's go, accompany me to see if Ivan has a monkey face. Woolley laughed and got up.

In the courtyard, Ivan sat on a tall horse, serious and indifferent, with a hint of arrogance and disdain in his expression.

Behind him, one hundred and twenty soldiers lined up in neat formation, their armor distinct and murderous.

In the past two months, every ten days or so, Ivan has rushed into the White Stone Building to demonstrate and exert pressure, as he did today, and he believes that after today, one-third of the White Stone Building will become a part of his headquarters.

So, Ivan actually came to the ultimatum - in fact, he could have come earlier, but halfway through the way, he was in a mood, and went to the house of a certain citizen to see his beautiful dancing slaves, and when he looked at it, he forgot the time, and if it wasn't for the reminder from his command to go back to the camp for dinner, he might still be shaking his head at the citizen's house.

For Ivan's habit, the soldiers under his command have long been accustomed to it, and no one dares to complain about anything, although it is a shameless thing for Ivan to arrange for him to rest in the backyard of that citizen's house, but what can he do? Could it be that Adjutant General Ivan said, let's go to practice

? "Hey! What's the matter with you? Hide?" Ivan couldn't help but raise his voice, and as soon as he blurted out his words, several figures came into view.

The leader was a young man, and when he looked at him, Ivan couldn't help but squint his eyes, and his heart trembled slightly, as if he was not facing a richly dressed aristocratic young man, but the king of the forest, the tiger.

"Who are you?" said Ivan, whipping his horsetail and pointing at the boy.

"Your Excellency Adjutant General, this is ......" Gao Geng was about to introduce, but Wu Lai had stretched out his arm to gently stop him, "Gao Guin, extraordinary affairs, use extraordinary methods."

Gauguin took two steps forward, and backhanded: "Who are you? How dare you lead troops to break into my private house?" "

Hmph, it turns out that you are Woolley Green, well, it doesn't hurt to tell you, I am Ivan Hughmann of the Human family, the second lieutenant general of the Third Army stationed in Seneca, you don't have to pretend to be here for the purpose of coming here." Ivan smiled coldly and said.

"I know that part of the premises of the White Stone Building were requisitioned, but on what basis?" asked Wu Lai lightly.

"In the event of war or war preparations in the Assyrian lands, citizens and civilians have the obligation to actively assist, and the legions have the right to requisition land, food, and pay as needed!" said Ivan.

"This is just a Legion wartime order, and you dare to use it here?" asked Woolley, frowning.

"Of course, the Legion's wartime orders automatically take effect during the preparation time and in the region!" replied Ivan.

"What do you mean...... Now Seneca City is in preparation time?All of the Legion's wartime regulations are in effect?" Woolley looked exaggeratedly surprised.

"Yes!" Ivan smiled coldly, "as a sign of respect, citizen Woollegrindo, I have already come to inform me more than once, so hurry up and vacate the premises I want." "

Understood, the Legion's wartime regulations are in effect, all in force. "Woolley seems to be saying it to Ivan, and it is like saying it to himself.

Ivan was stunned, and said in his heart, why are you repeating this? Can you still pronounce flowers?

"Vulture Puya!" Woolley raised his voice abruptly.

"Yes!" replied Vulture and Puya in unison.

"Draw your sword!" Woolley shouted in a deep voice.

"Qiang Qiang" - the vulture Puya draws her sword out of the sheath.

"Get these mutinous generals out!" Woolley shouted as he pointed at Ivan.

Ivan, Gauguin, Siban, the soldiers, the slaves and mercenaries around them were all stunned.

They were stunned, but the vulture and Puya were not stunned, and as soon as Woolley's words fell, the vulture and Puya had already pounced on Ivan - Puya

was short, the big sword swept, and the two front legs of the horse under Ivan's seat were instantly broken, and in the terrible neighing, Ivan and the horse fell ......

The vultures rushed straight into the formation, slapping, smashing, pointing, scratching, punching, kicking, elbows, and knees, which actually suppressed the arrogance of more than a hundred soldiers with the killing spirit of one person.

"Bang" - Puya turned the hilt of the sword and knocked it, and Ivan, who had just turned over and got up, suddenly splashed blood on his forehead, and the whole person shook, and fell to the ground with a pop, Puya turned his wrist and a small dagger was close to Ivan's neck.

"If you move again, I'll cut your neck. Puya said viciously.

In fact, there was no need for her to say it at all, and Ivan didn't dare to move anymore, and the slightest chill on his neck was undoubtedly the best warning.

"Young master......" Xiban and Gauguin hurriedly lowered their voices and exclaimed, their hearts were anxious, the scene in front of them was clearly the rhythm of the fish dying and the net breaking.

"It doesn't matter. Woolley waved his hand lightly, "Gauguin, since you have time, go and get Lady Leah and Miss Tina back." "

Yes, young master. After Gauguin finished answering, he glanced at it, and fortunately, there was still a gap to enter and exit the carriage ......

As he spoke, the vulture was already sweating, and it would be abnormal if he didn't—beating hundreds of soldiers with a single sword alone still needed to be knocked out one after another, how could it be possible without sweating?

Ivan didn't move, Puya didn't move, she had returned the sword into the sheath, wrapped her left arm around Ivan's neck, and the dagger was handed over to her right hand, at this moment, the tip of the blade that shone with a cold glow was gently pressing against Ivan's throat, and her eyes were constantly following the vulture's figure to move, and the corners of her mouth showed a heartfelt smile ......

"Vulture, pierce with your sword!" Woolley ...... with interest

Who is this? Ivan was completely blindsided.