Before we could wait for a long time, we heard a figure appearing on a platform extending from the public seat.

"Hehehe! All the old and young men in Fengyugang are at noon!"

A middle-aged male character who is obviously a host or a referee began to warm up the scene. To make hundreds of people in the field able to hear his lines clearly, not only does he need the small iron trumpet in his hand, but he also needs to be able to achieve great lung capacity.

"What I bring to you today is a wonderful showdown that is evenly matched!" The trumpet man continued to fool the audience.

"The gods are so evenly matched."

Link looked at the group of ragged clothes opposite him, at most he was a rival to the bandits in the forest. Although his equipment was removed from the arrest, he still had a neat short suit.

"To my left hand, there is a group of long-eared thieves. They killed people and set fire, robbed families and did everything they wanted. They finally came here today!"

The audience on the stage shouted softly, as if they were scared by the reputation of the thieves, and then shouted excitedly. The more fierce the bandits were fighting desperately in front of them, the more they could feel happy. After all, they just spent money to buy excitement.

‘With this arena, it’s a place to raise gus. They are all bad guys with sores on their heads and pus flowing from the soles of their feet.’

After hearing this, Link spitted on the ground.

"Dangdang!" After introducing the group of thieves, the trumpet man saw that the venue became hot, and he took out a drumstick from somewhere and beat the gong hanging beside him.

"It's time to introduce the group of people on my right hand. Before introducing it, I would like to ask if you have heard of the Bass Empire!"

The mysterious voice of the trumpet man turned low, arousing the curiosity of the audience in the stands.

The Bass Empire comes from another place called the Old Continent. The residents of Fengyu City, who are in the New Continent, have more or less heard some rumors from the Old Continent, especially in cities like Fengyu City that have harbours. The sailors in the port tavern talk about the ancient empire made it more legendary.

"Below, I am solemnly introducing it. The Basil Empire Eagle Guard, trained by special palace secret techniques!!!" The loudspeaker's voice went from low to high, and said with a breaking voice.

"Hoshinima!" Link couldn't help but slang words in his previous life. He really didn't expect to introduce them so outrageously.

Tony, Kenneth and others were also very angry. If the stand where the speaker man was located was too far from their position, the short axe in his hand would have greeted him on the forehead.

"Honest Man" Jon even prepared to unbutton his trousers, but was stopped by Link.

The audience in the stands heard the "Court", "Ancient Empire", "Secret Training" and so on, and then looked at the audience with a strong man with a wide eyes, a human-shaped tyrannosaurus, which was in line with the description of the tall figure of the eunuch guards of the Bass Empire who were unknown in the streets and alleys.

I immediately felt that today's ticket was worth it.

He started cheering again with "Ohhh".

"Is it because of the spears of the Old Continent that are powerful or the shields of the New Continent that are strong? Next, let's wait and see!"

"I would like to remind everyone! There is not much time left in betting, please hurry up and the market will be closed at the beginning!"

Link ignored the noise of the trumpet man anymore. He noticed that there were also figures in the stands opposite the box.

Although it was a hundred meters apart, Link still recognized at a glance that it was the manager of the arena with a silver back.

Manager Harvey faced Link, standing with a civilized stick, behind him was the young manager, bent down and pointed at Link's direction while saying something to Manager Harvey.

The old manager Harvey nodded slightly without saying that he noticed Link's gaze or responded to the young manager's words.

Not long after, the trumpet man stepped forward again and beat the gong to announce the start of the fight.

Link withdrew his gaze and turned his eyes to his subordinates. Each of them looked calm and breathed calmly, knowing that they were ready for battle.

Holding two short axes in hand and without waiting for the opponent to move, Link led his men to run towards the group of thieves.

The rule of team battles in the arena is that when the sand in the hourglass is gone, the side that can still stand on the field will win if the number of people is the same, and the number of people will continue to fight until the winner is decided.

In such a battle, you can gain freedom by winning five games in a row.

"Oh my dear audience, have you seen it? The brave court guards didn't choose protective gear! Let us cheer for their courage!"

The trumpet man continued to set off the atmosphere in the stands.

Link really didn't think that those inferior shields that could not close together could have a protective effect, so he simply took the short axe that was quite convenient.

The choices of subordinates are roughly the same, and the weight of the weapon is given priority to suit their identities.

Pirates, they just drink with a big bowl and chop people with a big axe!

The half-way runs in just a few breaths of 100 meters, while the "Long-Ear Thieves" on the other side chose to hold their troops without moving. They used their shields to defensive postures on the shield wall, and the gap between the shields was left to the spear.

Facing the enemy who was ready to wait for his leisure, Link raised his right hand and waved his short axe: "Prepare!"

Then he started to speed up and shouted at the distance of twenty steps away from the other party: "Take an axe!"

The short axe in his right hand came out, and several "whistle" sounds of flying axes breaking through the air appeared in his ears.

Without stopping to check the results of the flying axe, Link accelerated the charge and led everyone to the opposite side.

The thrown axes, supported by the acceleration of Link and others' running and their own gravity potential energy, broke them as soon as they touched the opponent's wooden shield. The broken pieces of the wooden shield shot into the heads and faces of the people behind the shield.

He was even more unlucky. After breaking the shield, he still had the power to break into the opponent's body.

When Link and others charged forward to the enemy, most of the losses were lost, and two or three people were left rolling on the ground and wailing.

However, Link and others felt like they tried their best to hit the cotton.

"Before I was working hard, they fell down?!"

The situation changed too quickly, and the trumpet man had no time to digest it, so the battle was almost over.

"The warriors from the Cuban Empire won this battle! They deserve the name of the palace guard!"

However, the audience did not buy it, yelling to refund money or something, and the audience of the betting group shouted loudly.

It is impossible to refund money, but it is a bit difficult for a man to talk about it.

"Wow, look! What is that court guard doing? Is he executing? Yes, he started his execution! This is the exclusive honor of the winner! Let us cheer for him! Long live the glorious executioner!"

I don’t know why the trumpet man started to get excited again and started to care about anything.

Link looked back at the messy battlefield. It turned out to be the "honest man" Jon. He saw that the people rolling and wailing on the ground were so miserable, so he decided to send them a ride with a long-handled axe.

The left and right hands combined, lifted and pulled, and lifted the long-handed axe with no effort. The axe blade was aimed at the opponent's neck, and with a "click", a big head fell to the ground.

What? You said the other party was just a thorn in his eyes. Some people could save him, so he would not die for it?

Link can only apologize for this, after all, no one can bear to remind the "honest man".

After finishing the battle, Link looked up at the old manager Harvey in the box above.

The old manager still kept standing and smiling politely, as if the battle did not affect his emotional fluctuations.

Link only looked up for a while, then led his men back, looking up at the manager of Harvey, which made him feel indescribable discomfort.

The young manager beside Harvey was still talking bad things about Link: "Sir, you see that they didn't take you seriously at all. This is a contempt for you. I suggest you lock them in the black mine and be mine slaves..."

"Shut up, Hades."

Manager Harvey looked at Link's back and said softly. The young manager immediately felt like a duck clattering and was choking and didn't dare to say more.

"Wolves will not fear sheep because they are fat, because they know that sheep will always be eaten."

Manager Harvey finally turned around and looked at the young man in front of him. Hades, who was helpless, wanted to explain but seemed to have no idea.

"I never worry about my gladiators, just because they are not strong enough to be useful to me."

"As Lord Louis' shepherd, you have a lot to learn."

Old Harvey finally took a picture of the young manager and left the stands slowly. A guard in a cloak appeared in the shadow of the box, and left the stands with Old Harvey.

Back in the basement, Link passed by the prison next door and found that there were no figures inside. But he didn't care.

"Boss, today's battle is so simple, why don't we fight a few more games?"

Tony said excitedly.

"This is much easier than being a pirate. You don't have to worry about the trafficking of the boat, the sales of stolen goods, and just chopping people. You'll be done."

"I heard that I can earn a Golden Snake Coin in the next game."

'Big Bald' Kenneth said enviously.

In the past, the pirate operations that Link participated in were often "grouped" with other gangs because they were not enough manpower.

Sea robbery is a meticulous job. The one who carries the boat, the one who looks at the wind direction, the one who controls the sails, and the most important thing is to jump the gang to fight. The soldiers responsible for cutting people can only ensure the smooth operation if the division of labor is clear and each performs its duties.

Due to manpower reasons, Link and others could only participate in the robbery of small and medium-sized merchant ships. After success, they also scored half of the spoils of other gangs that "grouped up" - the jumping gang battle was due to the high risk factor, so they could obtain more profit distribution.

In this way, we have to find ways to sell stolen goods on the shore. Pirates have always been a winner-takes-all profession. The more people, the more famous the gangs can get more preferential treatment.

For a small team like Link, with six people, it is often normal to be killed by half of the price when selling stolen goods.

So after a robbery, I worked hard but I didn't have much left to receive the goods.
Chapter completed!