spartan ancestor

In order to find Aizhi and others, Das's team had been tossing in the mountains for most of the night. At this time, they finally found the target.

No one wanted to believe Mortax's words.

Das stroked the shiny silver blade of the scimitar, and smiled: "I'm sorry for the wrong road I took tonight."

Motax was still dissuading: "Don't go and die in vain. If you have to go, let us go. We have been trapped for so long, and we still want to hurry up and find the single boar!"

Das Quan thought they were farting, and pushed one of them with the back of his knife: "Hurry up."

There was no need for him to speak, the team members immediately surrounded him tacitly, pushing the Motaxes towards the stone forest, and some people laughed leisurely: "The acting is so real, why don't you go to Athens? There is no theater in Sparta, It’s really wasting your talent.”

Das immediately gave a blunt "ha".

They moved at a very fast speed, and did not slow down until they could see the whole picture of the stone forest.Listening to the sound at this time, there is no wild boar, only the voices of a few people came from the top of the stone feebly: "Arrows! Who still has arrows? I have run out of arrows."

"throat……"

On the other side of the stone forest that Darth can't see.

The herd of pigs who lowered their heads to eat the food stirred uncomfortably.

For the first time, there was a sound when they ate a food with a special aroma.

But there is no dangerous stone forest arrow rain, and the noise is still within their tolerable range.

The pigs hesitated.

There are so few choices in front of them, the only way they know to eliminate the sound and danger is to eat food with a special aroma, so after a short pause, they bury their heads deeper into the food and eat more. Work hard.

The speed of food consumption suddenly accelerated, and as the food bottomed out, it was not difficult for the pigs to predict the coming wave of noise and danger.

They stomped their hooves vaguely and uneasily, and suddenly a gust of night wind bypassed the stone forest, sending the familiar aroma from the other end into the wild boar's nose.

"Say..." The wild boars raised their black heads one after another.

Das knew nothing about the things on the other side of the stone forest. He could hardly control his smile when he heard the half-dead voices of the Mortaxes in the stone forest: "Lie, huh? Where are the pigs? Didn't you say that there are wild— —!”

Only halfway through the words, his smile froze on his face.The training he received made him instinctively fall to the side, but the wild boar following the scent came too fast——

"Kahahahahah!"

"hold head high--"

Seven boars turned out from behind the stone forest without any warning. They were all strong and strong, with fierce eyes, and galloped together like a small torrent with terrifying destructive power.I don't know if they noticed the existence of Darth and the others, but the wild boars rushed straight towards them almost without hesitation.

"Uh——" Das' eyes widened in disbelief, even though his fighting instinct drove him to the side, his right leg was still broken by the hooves of the wild boars on the rampage, causing him to let out a muffled sound. snort.

Next to his ears were the scattered Mortaxes shouting "Damn it! Why didn't you listen to us!"

Pain, blood loss, remorse...all kinds of reasons intertwined, making his vision go dark.

not far away.

Yacintos sat cross-legged on the small cliff and looked down. The menacing team that Das had just approached had already been overthrown by the pigs.

Das was the worst one. All the boars rushed towards him. After his right leg was trampled off, he was surrounded by wild boars.

The aristocratic children around him were more or less affected, either slightly or severely.How can there be any arrogance or demeanor here, rolling and crawling on the ground, dodging the hooves of the wild boar in embarrassment: "There are really pigs!"

It was not just two or three wild boars. With their numbers, how could they beat them? The only way was to disperse and run away separately.

But escaping is not so easy, the wild boars have been pushing back and forth, bumping into the group of noble children who were aggressive before going on the stage, weak and helpless, being pushed over and over by the pigs:

"Ah - go away!"

"Where's the axe? There are so many pigs that a sword is useless!"

"Chop their legs off!"

The wild boars were greeted by weapons, and the noise was endless.

The results of one night's training have been challenged at this moment. They are a little unclear, so they have to squeeze harder together, trying to chew on the food that has a special aroma and is a little slippery.

Darth's clothes and armor were scrapped, but fortunately, there were some conscientious teammates trying to help him, and he clutched his lower abdomen in embarrassment—not because he wanted to save face or because the wind was blowing his eggs, but because he almost experienced pig arching just now No balls.

Those remaining teammates spread out and stood on the periphery, trying to take turns to attract the attention of the wild boars, and by the way, trying to make themselves ignore a certain fruit man who was being rolled around in the herd of pigs.

It's a pity that after a night of training, the wild boars are more interested in Guonan Das. Even if they can attract their attention, the time is very short, and Das is still the wild boar's favorite.

Hyacinthus' eyes lingered for a moment on those who remained.

Among other things, the strength of the Darth team is still nothing to say.There are also some people with decent character, who choose to stay and help their teammates in times of crisis.

"Aren't you going to catch up?" Noam looked at the backs of Das and the others who were scrambling and scrambling under the weight of the pigs, who were covered in injuries and fled far away.

Ai Zhi: "No. It would be too obvious if we catch up. I'm afraid they don't know that we want to test the results?"

"The current situation is just right. The team sent out before performed well. Darth and the others will only think that the wild boar has gone crazy. Who would think of a normal person who would think of 'a player ran to train a pig during the trial'? Besides, the poor should not chase after them, they should take revenge We've already done it, and with Darth's injury, we definitely won't be able to compete for the horse commander's place, there's no need to catch up and kill them all. Otherwise, what's the difference between us and Darth?"

Ai Zhi uttered a lot of words, speaking fluently and methodically, but her expression was a bit dull.

He moved his gaze down stiffly, looked into Jacintos's arms, and held back a sentence after a while: "Your Highness, this pig, do you plan to...?"

A tied-up light-haired pig stares at him.

This is the smart light-haired pig from before. Before starting, Yacintos was still reluctant, and went down with a team of Motax to catch it. At this time, the pig was tied up with a rope and its mouth was entangled. A few times, it can't move anywhere except its tail.

Maybe it's Ai Zhi's empathy in things, he felt that the pig's eyes were ashamed.

Jacintos fondled the wild boar's bristles lovingly: "It's the first time I've met such a smart wild boar. It's a waste to use it to deal with Darth, it would be nice to bring it back to the yard for breeding."

Light-haired pig: "..."

Norm agrees quite a bit, he followed Yacinthos's words and thought with sincerity: "How to bring back—"

However, Hyacinthus has already jumped to the next topic: "You know it," he said to Aizhi, "We train pigs just to vent our anger. Even if Darth is solved, it doesn't mean that all troubles have been completely solved."

Aizhi struggled to look away from the pig: "I understand. Darth can't compete for the seat of the commander of the horse. The nobles will not let the top three fall into the hands of the king, commoners, and half-bloods."

Noam barely kept up with the speed of the topic change: "Tomorrow's second round of trials, all free Spartan adults will come to watch. According to the usual practice, the second round of trials allows and encourages mutual attacks and sneak attacks. The nobles want to The best time to step in is tomorrow."

Aizhi took a look at Noam: "Although most of the hatred of the nobles will be concentrated on us Motakes because of their allegiance, you sons of the common people will not stay out of it. After all, the two groups of us are both The object that the nobles want to weaken."

Noam was silent for a moment: "The content of the second round of trials is basically rotated every year. If they want to do it, they will definitely work hard on the content of the trial. Your Highness, what do you think?"

"Hmm," Jacintos touched the pig absently, his mind was like an unpredictable balloon, and he floated back to stealing the pig. He muttered to himself, "Such a big live pig, from under the eyes of the referee It’s impossible to take it out. Why don’t you hide it in a place that’s easy to steal, and bring it back when the trial is over and there’s no one else in the mountain…”

Ai Zhi: "...Your Highness!"

Yacintos blinked: "What's the use of worrying about tomorrow's trial now? You can't guess the content of the trial."

He said optimistically: "Let's go with the flow, let's think about what to do now. Since we played the scene of 'being trapped by wild boars until now' in front of Darth, then we definitely can't go out immediately, why don't we stay here?" Stay for a while to rest, everyone has worked hard taming the pigs so far, and we will go out with the dead pigs when the time is almost up."

While speaking, Hyacinthus stood up with his hands on the ground.

Ai Zhi followed subconsciously: "Where are you going?"

Jacintos said confidently, "Tibetan pig."

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When the pigs hidden in the golden house of Yacinthos came back, the time for the trial was almost over.Only then did the Motex players pick up the "hard-boned" pigs before, and walked towards the entrance of the trial together.

After the judge inspected the dead pig, he looked at Noam suspiciously: "Why did you come out with them?"

He is also one of the adult fighters responsible for training this group of young people, and of course he recognizes Noam, an excellent student.

Before the commoner players walked out of the proving ground one by one, he was stunned for a moment. Could it be that the leader Noam met an accident in the proving ground and died unfortunately, otherwise why was there no one?I didn't expect to come out with mixed race players.

Noam picked a part of the truth and said: "Before the trial started, His Royal Highness Hyacinthus helped me in a small dispute. During the trial, I heard that there was an accident with the Motax player, so I hurried Go pay back."

He was still thinking about whether to apply some patches, but the magistrate had already nodded, his tone clear: "I heard that. The Mortaxes were besieged by a group of wild boars as soon as they entered? They were trapped in the stone forest for a long time."

Noam didn't need to ask how he knew, the magistrate had already set his sights on the preparation area.

Hyacinthus looked along and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

Darth actually came out alive - although not quite complete.He was lying on a straw mat made of nettles, and a doctor was treating the bloody hole on his body.

Beside him, some noble children are receiving treatment.

Strange to say, those who stayed to help had less injuries, while those who fled early were seriously injured, lying side by side with Das on the straw mat beside him.

The judge muttered and walked away: "Using aromatic oil in the trial field... You are really there. The training you received was trained into the belly of the pig. If you didn't bring a dead pig out, I really want to disqualify them."

"..." Hyacinthus stared at the rows of straw mats for a while, and then suddenly let out a soft laugh.

In fact, it's a bit funny to think about it carefully. When life is really in danger, the people who are willing to stay are those who have a bad relationship with Darth.The group of "best friends" who got along with him the most, and even used the same essential oils when they went to the trial field, ran faster than anyone else.

Unfortunately, the two legs are still not as fast as the wild boar.

Beside the straw mat, there were several figures.

Because of their presence, the actions of the doctors were a little cautious and stiff, and they did not dare to make too much noise during their actions.

People in the Senate usually don't know how to act collectively and appear in public.This time was considered unprecedented, basically all came together, standing next to the children of each family, their faces were horribly ugly.

One of them pointed at Darth and asked sharply: "Why use aromatic oil? A qualified Spartan warrior should not have anything on his body that would reveal his whereabouts or affect his stealth. Are you men from Sparta or women from Athens? ?”

His scolding not only scolded Das, but also scolded all the noble children who joined Darth.

After scolding the contestants, he raised his finger again, pointing at the fathers of these unlucky ghosts and continued to curse: "Is this how you teach your son? Like the women in Athens who wear perfume and water?"

"..." Das's father's face was extremely ugly, "This essential oil is made of flowers, herbs and olive oil. It does not have the smell that will attract wild boars. On the contrary, it will cover up part of the human body's smell. Who would have known that this group of wild boars would Like this!"

Das was seriously injured, he was already irritated enough, the place of a good steed commander was so inexplicably taken away by a pig... Das' father trembled with anger, unwilling to think about it any longer, and handed it to Das With a disappointed look in his eyes, he turned and strode away.

Fortunately, he has more than one son, so the family's face will not be lost.

His sullen eyes turned, and he happened to meet Yacintos squarely: "..."

The more embarrassing he was, the more he had to behave like a nobleman. Das' father gave Jacintos a condescending look.

The elders also noticed Jacinthus one after another. Looking at the disciples around them, each of them sullenly hid their shame, and threw them to Jacinthos with different looks, but basically they could all be summed up as "superior contempt". eyes.

Hyacinthus turned around indifferently, leaving the back of his head to the group of bad old men.

If you don't fight, then withdraw, and he is still in a hurry to go home and discuss with Aka how to steal pigs.Don't forget to turn over the sacrifices, and there are new fruit seeds.