Knight Cultivation Master

Chapter 169 Roman Swordsman
The slaves were scarred and covered with signs of whipping, blood soaked their clothes and dripped continuously on the ground.

Xia Houyang frowned: "These people are too pitiful. In my land of Great India, such a thing has never happened before."

Sun Shaotian analyzed: "The Roman Empire is a slave system, and all countries conquered by them will become slaves and serve them at their disposal."

Luo Feng smiled; "Yes, in this way, the empire will have an endless supply of cheap labor, no wonder it is so strong."

He said: "This system also has huge drawbacks. The slaves are dissatisfied, and sooner or later an uprising will break out."

Xia Houyang said; "But the Roman legion is so powerful, even if it revolts, it probably won't last long."

Sun Shaotian nodded: "That's right, but this matter may be beneficial to us. One day, we may be able to work hard on this matter."

Luo Feng praised: "Brother Sun really has a long-term vision, he is indeed a person who has read the art of war."

He smiled slightly and did not answer.

Sun Shaotian got it all by playing stand-alone strategy games, and it has nothing to do with the art of war.

But he is also very clear about this kind of thing, it is better not to say it.

The crowd moved on.

But not long after walking, I saw two people fighting in an alley in Rome.

One of them is a Roman warrior wearing chain mail and carrying a two-handed axe.

The other is a Roman swordsman wearing leather armor and holding a long sword, but not a shield.

The swordsman had blond curly hair and a handsome and slightly melancholic face. He looked very much like the male star in the movie.

However, this swordsman was clearly at a disadvantage in the battle.

His back and right shoulder were scratched by the opponent's axe, and blood flowed freely.

Seeing this scene, Sun Shaotian suddenly stopped and stood on the roof to watch.

Xia Houyang asked: "Brother Sun, it's just an ordinary battle, why are you so concerned?"

"I always felt like they were fighting with their lives," he explained.

Luo Feng smiled: "Naturally, it seems that this swordsman is about to die."

At this moment, the Roman warrior held up his big ax and smashed it from top to bottom.

The swordsman hurriedly swung his sword to block.

"Dang!" But the gap in strength made his jaw go numb, and he let go of the long sword, losing his defense ability.

The Roman warrior swung his ax across the situation, and was about to cut the swordsman in half.

"Strong Vajra Finger!" Sun Shaotian immediately flew in front of the swordsman, stretched out five fingers of his right hand, and directly grabbed the enemy's big axe.

"Clang!" The Roman warrior's attack was completely blocked, and he held the ax blade tightly in his hand.

The enemy bared his teeth and wanted to take back his weapon, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it a little bit.

Sun Shaotian asked rhetorically, and blurted out in Roman language: "Do you want to take back the weapon? Return it to you!"

Before he finished speaking, he slammed hard and crushed the big ax in the Roman soldier's hand.

"Boom!" The big ax shattered with a bang, turning into a pile of iron crumbs.

The Roman warrior was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

But Sun Shaotian didn't retaliate, but used "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" to attack.

"Hung Chien Yu Lu!" He waved his palms and struck [-] times quickly, alternately false and real.

The Roman soldiers hurriedly stood up, waving their arms to resist.

But his palm strength was so fierce that he continuously broke the enemy's arms and hit the enemy's chest.

The Roman soldier wailed, fell to the ground on his back, vomited blood, and died.

After easily killing the enemy, Sun Shaotian turned his head, looked at the Roman swordsman, and asked: "Brother, are you okay?"

The swordsman looked at him with surprise in his eyes: "Aren't you a Roman?"

He smiled and said, "I just came here for a casual look, what about you? What's your name?"

The Roman swordsman replied: "My name is Yamal. I am a swordsman. However, I was framed by my boss and sent a soldier to kill me. Fortunately, you showed up in time and saved my life. Thank you very much."

Sun Shaotian smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll help you heal."

After saying that, he used the "Shen Zhao Gong" and pressed his palms on the opponent's chest to activate his internal energy.

In a short time, all the injuries on Yamal's body were healed.

The swordsman's eyes were filled with amazement: "It's amazing, you can actually heal my wounds like this, what kind of witchcraft is this?"

Sun Shaotian shook his head: "No, this is the martial art of our Great India, not witchcraft."

Yamal knelt down on one knee: "Respectfully, benefactor, you saved my life, and I am willing to be your slave from now on for your order."

This surprised him.

After thinking for a moment, Sun Shaotian said, "You don't have to be my slave, but I want you to do me a favor."

Yamal said devoutly: "Just tell me. I swear to the Roman gods that I will help you do it even if I risk my life."

He asked: "I want to know where the Senate is?"

Yamal was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "Senate? Do you want to listen to information about our Roman Empire?"

Sun Shaotian cupped his hands and said, "To tell you the truth, I have exactly this intention, and you must be aware that your Roman Empire is about to go to war with us Great India."

Yamal sighed: "Yes, but I don't think Rome can defeat the Great Indian Kingdom."

He nodded: "I think so too, because Great India has a master like me and a resourceful general."

Yamal agreed: "Benefactor, let me take you to the Senate, but I can only take you to the gate. If you are not a senator, ordinary Roman citizens cannot enter, let alone you foreigners."

Sun Shaotian smiled: "It's easy, you just need to lead the way, and I will follow you secretly."

"That's good," Yamal said.

After speaking, the Roman swordsman began to lead the way.

Sun Shaotian also jumped, onto the roof, and returned to the crowd.

Xia Houyang was puzzled: "Brother Sun, what did that Roman say to you? I can't understand a word."

Luo Feng smiled: "Brother Sun is extremely smart, and he has mastered the Roman language. I think he just talked with the Romans, and he didn't stagnate at all, it was very fluent."

Murong Bingyue looked at him tenderly, eyes filled with admiration.

On the contrary, Sun Shaotian was embarrassed and said with a smile: "Little trick, let's follow this swordsman quickly, he will help us find the Senate."

Xia Houyang asked: "Senate, what is that place?"

He replied: "The center of the entire Roman Empire, where the most powerful people gather, and the fate of the Roman Empire is determined by them."

Xia Houyang suddenly realized: "So that's it. It seems that the Senate is very similar to our Six Departments."

Sun Shaotian waved his hand; "Yes, but the Senate has greater power."

While speaking, everyone has already used light work and followed Yamal forward.

(End of this chapter)