The Imperial Guard has a long history.
In the distant era, Byzantium was just a mere citizen city-state that occupied a city.
As the territory continued to expand, Byzantium continued to seize population as slaves on the newly conquered land.
After establishing the imperial system, in order to have a loyal army that firmly defends the emperor and will not shake the Senate and the citizens of the state, emperors of all generations selected strong children from conquered slaves, cultivated military skills and loyalty to the royal family from an early age, and the final result was the Imperial Guards.
In the huge empire, these royal slaves had the only support for the royal family, and their loyalty to the royal family was the greatest reward for them.
In the long history, the imperial royal family relied on the Imperial Guards to win many wars, from the battle of fighting with powerful neighbors, the desperate battle against the Venetian maritime landing invasion, to the bloody civil war in which the emperor broke with the Senate... Countless wars, these slave-born royal guards fully proved their strength and loyalty to the royal family.
Until this era is no exception.
On the cruel battlefield, screams and wails came one after another, and the hateful slave warriors swarmed up, laughing and killing the defeated Byzantine soldiers, and stripping off their weapons, armor and property from their bodies.
Those female soldiers were dragged off from their horses and faced even more tragic encounters. Some people climbed up in horror and stretched out their arms to the distance. However, the cold camp did not respond at all. Soon they screamed and were dragged back to the crowd by the slave warriors behind them. They fell into the mouth of the beast in despair, leaving only screams and crying...
On the hillside where they hoped but were unmoved, in a corner of this cruel battlefield, there was a comfortable recliner, and a fruit basket and a crystal pot full of wine were placed on the small table. A graceful and luxurious woman leaned on the recliner, and the woman crossed her legs comfortably, holding up a high-legged copper cup filled with bright red wine, swaying gently, taking a sip, slightly drunk and charming.
Seeing the slave warriors' atrocities against the soldiers of the Empire, she curled her lips with interest. Even though the vulgar slave warriors smiled and provoked the dead's corpses, making various vulgar gestures and postures to provoke the noble woman, she didn't feel angry, as if the murdered and raped Byzantine soldiers were not her subordinates, and the barbaric slaves were just talking wild dogs.
The imperial guards directly belonged to her stood among the army, guarding this noble and unruly woman in gorgeous clothes.
Behind the noble woman, the blue-haired royal maid Antonia, the girl looked at the scene in the distance and showed an unbearable expression.
The scarred messenger came on a horse, fell head-on in front of the recliner, and then struggled to kneel down on one knee: Your Highness, the front line can no longer hold on, so I ask for someone to support you!
Um.The woman who was respected as the Princess of the Emperor just hummed faintly, and when she found out, she waved her hand to drive away the messenger.
She was the first princess of the Byzantine Empire, Dadra.
As the war was intensified, the defeat in the front became more and more decadent, and the messengers sent to request support more frequently.
She stretched out her delicate fingers, picked up a crystal grape in the fruit basket, and put it into Fang's mouth to enjoy.
The noble woman on the recliner was tired of the beast's atrocities and yawned lazily.
She turned to see Antonia's expression, and suddenly became interested and asked: Antonia, do you think we should save them now?
Antonia looked at the front line that was about to collapse, and the blue-haired girl said softly: I think... it is not the time to rescue the front line.
Humph~ You learn very quickly.The first princess giggled like a silver bell, and she was very satisfied with the answer of the most trusted maid under her. It was worth mentioning some cultivation from time to time. Dadra nodded gently and asked, when should she go to save her?
Antonia pondered for a moment and replied: When they are all dead.
Dadra handed Antonia the high-legged copper cup, patted her hands and laughed: Hahaha... Well said, she deserves to be my Antonia~ You remember the lesson I taught you last time facing a huge number of enemies. Sometimes there is no need to rush to deal with them. Just wait for the opportunity and don’t be afraid that they will not reveal their flaws.
Antonia's panic was a little calmer.
The first princess who like to conquer often tests her maids with life-and-death command in the face of battle and rewards those who make correct military decisions on their behalf.
The maid who made a military misjudgment will be given to the emperor's high school, including but not limited to being demoted to a military prostitute to comfort the military camp, thrown into a prostitute, publicly punished and humiliated on the street, casually added charges, and even thrown into prison for the enemy who had just fought as spoils, or the emperor's high school was in a very bad mood that day, so he simply took it down and executed it.
Since the rebellion of Spartacus swept the empire, Antonia, who followed the first princess who suppressed the rebellion everywhere, also faced the test of His Highness the Princess after witnessing the tragic experiences of several predecessors.
So far, she was the most tested and surviving maid.
But, she failed Dadra's test after all.
Unfortunately, your answer this time is wrong.Dadra said, the first princess ate another crystal grape comfortable.
Antonia panicked. She was afraid of being punished and said anxiously: Palace, Your Highness!What's wrong with me?
Dedala laughed and pointed to the disintegrating front line and said: Look, it is the reinforcements on the opposite side.
Antonia did not want to be punished and argued: That's why!Next is a good time to capture all these rebels...
There is no chance.Dadra shook her fingers and said calmly, "Spartacus is here."
Antonia's defense came to an abrupt end and she remained silent.
The number of slave rebels was large, and they were not trained enough and the organization was chaotic. At first glance, even well-trained officers could not judge the number of the opposite party or who came because the other party did not have such things at all.
But Dadra already felt it.
Antonia was a beat slower than Dardra, and after a moment, she woke up.
The situation on the battlefield has changed.
Two meters tall, her chest is upright and plump, her brown hair is as rich as chocolate, and her tart and back. Her broken leggings and leather boots add a wilderness to her pair of strong and powerful long legs.
The tall and beautiful female gladiator was wearing leather armor and holding two short swords. Wherever she walked, the disciplined slave warriors were all solemn.
The slaves on the front line who were addicted to the joy of short-term victory and plundered property, torture prisoners, and left the military formation without permission, saw her and the figures of her gladiators, consciously restrained their behavior, and threw away the Byzantine defeated soldiers who were groaning in pain and returned to the formation.
Only a few people who are confused will pay the price of bleeding for being unable to curb desires.
The increasingly chaotic slave army formation due to the Cang Promotion Army is restoring order.
This palace will teach you another lesson. When you find that time is not on your side, it is best to be the one who takes action first, the faster the better.The first princess joked, are you convinced?Because of your misjudgment, the lives of an entire brigade were ruined worthlessly. What price should you pay to make up for the losses of this palace?It was said to be a price, but even the losses of a large group were still a drop in the bucket for the powerful Byzantine Empire. It was just a tool for His Highness Dadra to tease the maids on the battlefield.
No matter how much the Imperial Legion lost, it was not as important as her most precious imperial guards.
The first princess smiled and said: Antonia, you are the maid of this palace and a member of the Imperial Guard. After all, the Imperial Guard is just a slave who eats better and dresses well, serving our royal family. You are also a kind of mob bandits on the opposite side, right? You said that if I throw you to the opposite side now, what will they treat you... Hahaha~
Woo woo!?Antonia trembled and did not dare to fight. She knelt down and kept kowtowing and said: Slave, I am willing to accept the punishment of Your Highness...
But it's not your fault. Who would have thought that the army on the opposite side commanded such a huge but chaotic one, and so many fronts were fighting fiercely, could still find their fatal weakness.Antonia was so scared that she was about to cry. Fortunately, the princess was in a good mood today. She let Antonia go, stretched out her fingers, smiled and gave a crystal grape into the mouth of the blue-haired girl. Go back to the palace tonight, and I will "punish" you personally, hum~~
The first princess raised her legs and said to the opposite side with interest: Spartacus... I seem to have heard of this name. A humble slave dares to do such a traitor... Haha, I am interested in her instead~ As long as people like her are given time, she will definitely grow to an inability to grow. Before that, I must completely conquer her body and mind, and be a servant, lick my toes obediently!Hehe~ It is said that she is born with a dragon's bloodline and is blessed by evil gods. I want to see with my own eyes what the legendary Spartacus looks like.
The blue-haired maid behind the first princess was silent and sighed secretly. His Highness obviously forgot all about seeing Spartacus with his own eyes. He did not remember that Spartacus had pleased him in the Colosseum with a gladiator named Nigami. At that time, the furious Princess also ordered that the nigger who was committing the crime be killed after death, publicly show his warnings to the public, and then the gladiator agent to whom the nigger belonged to was demoted to slaves and sent to the hard labor...
Who said that His Highness is such a person who is flirting with the new and tired of the old?
Accompanied by the brutal and unruly Princess, the royal maid who was anxious to punish the evening looked to the front line. Princess had forgotten the trivial matter that day to such a noble person as her, but she still remembered...
Remember to be extra clear.
It seems that a seed takes root in the heart, just waiting for the Cute bud to break through the ground.
Nigga...Spartacus...Why do you do such a terrible thing?
Why do you dare to do such a thing?
Aren't you afraid of death?
Obviously... Your Highness said that you... are all slaves like me...
Why can you...
I...why are we doing...
The memories of the purpose and the words of His Highness of the Princess made the blue-haired royal maid fall into confusion. At this moment, His Highness, who was finally lying comfortably, stretched and moaned nicely, stood up to admire the royal slave guards who were wearing strong and savage, with a proud smile on his face, and looked at the ugly faces of the slave warriors who were malnourished, the first prince raised her chin, showed a disgusting contempt, and shouted.
There is no need to waste time and time. All sisters, follow me and quickly defeat these mobs!
Follow your will!The loyal Royal Guard responded in a sweet voice and turned his horse on his back.
The elegant and luxurious first princess wore a gorgeous and light and solid hollow silver dragon helmet, soft long hair and fiery red cloak fluttered in the wind. The gorgeous dress did not prevent her from jumping onto an armored horse, stepping into stirrups, twisting her delicate body, pulling out a knight's sword with red magic light with her right hand, and taking a three-meter riding spear from the saddle with her left hand, and covering her upper body with an indestructible magic armor as much as a real thing.
The first princess looked down on these slave warriors who had not yet been completely reorganized in simple and scattered formations. She held up her spear, pointed the knight's sword straight ahead, and shouted: Charge!
Accompanied by hundreds of female cavalry of the Royal Guard wearing enchanted and hollowed-out half-body silver armor, the Byzantine steel and blood, His Highness Dedala, the first emperor of the Empire, took the lead and took the lead. He raised the barracks and washed, crushed, and trampled on these uncovered and simple-equipped slave warriors like an unstoppable hot dragon breath.
After the impact was exhausted, they threw down their rifles. Whether it was a simple weapon or a hot blood, the enchanted armor of the female guards would turn into useless blue smoke. The heroic female guards held up their swords and could kill several people like cut cream with one sword. The red magic sword in the hands of the first princess burned the raging fire that could turn living people into a ball of screaming fireballs. The gems under the enchanted dress shone brightly on the battlefield. Amid her pleasant laughter, the Royal Guards easily slaughtered the humble and desperate ants...
Then the five thousand iron-armored paladins from the famous continent of the Byzantine Empire followed one after another and continued to charge, completely destroying the front of the slave warriors. Even Spartacus personally suppressed the formation, it would be useless.
The cavalry led by the First Emperor Girl used this as a breakthrough point to defeat those reserve teams that were not rescued in time, and drove straight into the central army, and the enemy was completely shaken!
After Byzantium launched the general offensive, the end of the battle was completely laid.
The power of the empire is too strong, and the power of the slaves is too weak. Even though Spartacus has done everything he can do, in front of the absolute crushing power, he can only watch her compatriots suffer heavy casualties and defeats, and have to flee in a hurry under the cover of other gladiators...
In the distant era, Byzantium was just a mere citizen city-state that occupied a city.
As the territory continued to expand, Byzantium continued to seize population as slaves on the newly conquered land.
After establishing the imperial system, in order to have a loyal army that firmly defends the emperor and will not shake the Senate and the citizens of the state, emperors of all generations selected strong children from conquered slaves, cultivated military skills and loyalty to the royal family from an early age, and the final result was the Imperial Guards.
In the huge empire, these royal slaves had the only support for the royal family, and their loyalty to the royal family was the greatest reward for them.
In the long history, the imperial royal family relied on the Imperial Guards to win many wars, from the battle of fighting with powerful neighbors, the desperate battle against the Venetian maritime landing invasion, to the bloody civil war in which the emperor broke with the Senate... Countless wars, these slave-born royal guards fully proved their strength and loyalty to the royal family.
Until this era is no exception.
On the cruel battlefield, screams and wails came one after another, and the hateful slave warriors swarmed up, laughing and killing the defeated Byzantine soldiers, and stripping off their weapons, armor and property from their bodies.
Those female soldiers were dragged off from their horses and faced even more tragic encounters. Some people climbed up in horror and stretched out their arms to the distance. However, the cold camp did not respond at all. Soon they screamed and were dragged back to the crowd by the slave warriors behind them. They fell into the mouth of the beast in despair, leaving only screams and crying...
On the hillside where they hoped but were unmoved, in a corner of this cruel battlefield, there was a comfortable recliner, and a fruit basket and a crystal pot full of wine were placed on the small table. A graceful and luxurious woman leaned on the recliner, and the woman crossed her legs comfortably, holding up a high-legged copper cup filled with bright red wine, swaying gently, taking a sip, slightly drunk and charming.
Seeing the slave warriors' atrocities against the soldiers of the Empire, she curled her lips with interest. Even though the vulgar slave warriors smiled and provoked the dead's corpses, making various vulgar gestures and postures to provoke the noble woman, she didn't feel angry, as if the murdered and raped Byzantine soldiers were not her subordinates, and the barbaric slaves were just talking wild dogs.
The imperial guards directly belonged to her stood among the army, guarding this noble and unruly woman in gorgeous clothes.
Behind the noble woman, the blue-haired royal maid Antonia, the girl looked at the scene in the distance and showed an unbearable expression.
The scarred messenger came on a horse, fell head-on in front of the recliner, and then struggled to kneel down on one knee: Your Highness, the front line can no longer hold on, so I ask for someone to support you!
Um.The woman who was respected as the Princess of the Emperor just hummed faintly, and when she found out, she waved her hand to drive away the messenger.
She was the first princess of the Byzantine Empire, Dadra.
As the war was intensified, the defeat in the front became more and more decadent, and the messengers sent to request support more frequently.
She stretched out her delicate fingers, picked up a crystal grape in the fruit basket, and put it into Fang's mouth to enjoy.
The noble woman on the recliner was tired of the beast's atrocities and yawned lazily.
She turned to see Antonia's expression, and suddenly became interested and asked: Antonia, do you think we should save them now?
Antonia looked at the front line that was about to collapse, and the blue-haired girl said softly: I think... it is not the time to rescue the front line.
Humph~ You learn very quickly.The first princess giggled like a silver bell, and she was very satisfied with the answer of the most trusted maid under her. It was worth mentioning some cultivation from time to time. Dadra nodded gently and asked, when should she go to save her?
Antonia pondered for a moment and replied: When they are all dead.
Dadra handed Antonia the high-legged copper cup, patted her hands and laughed: Hahaha... Well said, she deserves to be my Antonia~ You remember the lesson I taught you last time facing a huge number of enemies. Sometimes there is no need to rush to deal with them. Just wait for the opportunity and don’t be afraid that they will not reveal their flaws.
Antonia's panic was a little calmer.
The first princess who like to conquer often tests her maids with life-and-death command in the face of battle and rewards those who make correct military decisions on their behalf.
The maid who made a military misjudgment will be given to the emperor's high school, including but not limited to being demoted to a military prostitute to comfort the military camp, thrown into a prostitute, publicly punished and humiliated on the street, casually added charges, and even thrown into prison for the enemy who had just fought as spoils, or the emperor's high school was in a very bad mood that day, so he simply took it down and executed it.
Since the rebellion of Spartacus swept the empire, Antonia, who followed the first princess who suppressed the rebellion everywhere, also faced the test of His Highness the Princess after witnessing the tragic experiences of several predecessors.
So far, she was the most tested and surviving maid.
But, she failed Dadra's test after all.
Unfortunately, your answer this time is wrong.Dadra said, the first princess ate another crystal grape comfortable.
Antonia panicked. She was afraid of being punished and said anxiously: Palace, Your Highness!What's wrong with me?
Dedala laughed and pointed to the disintegrating front line and said: Look, it is the reinforcements on the opposite side.
Antonia did not want to be punished and argued: That's why!Next is a good time to capture all these rebels...
There is no chance.Dadra shook her fingers and said calmly, "Spartacus is here."
Antonia's defense came to an abrupt end and she remained silent.
The number of slave rebels was large, and they were not trained enough and the organization was chaotic. At first glance, even well-trained officers could not judge the number of the opposite party or who came because the other party did not have such things at all.
But Dadra already felt it.
Antonia was a beat slower than Dardra, and after a moment, she woke up.
The situation on the battlefield has changed.
Two meters tall, her chest is upright and plump, her brown hair is as rich as chocolate, and her tart and back. Her broken leggings and leather boots add a wilderness to her pair of strong and powerful long legs.
The tall and beautiful female gladiator was wearing leather armor and holding two short swords. Wherever she walked, the disciplined slave warriors were all solemn.
The slaves on the front line who were addicted to the joy of short-term victory and plundered property, torture prisoners, and left the military formation without permission, saw her and the figures of her gladiators, consciously restrained their behavior, and threw away the Byzantine defeated soldiers who were groaning in pain and returned to the formation.
Only a few people who are confused will pay the price of bleeding for being unable to curb desires.
The increasingly chaotic slave army formation due to the Cang Promotion Army is restoring order.
This palace will teach you another lesson. When you find that time is not on your side, it is best to be the one who takes action first, the faster the better.The first princess joked, are you convinced?Because of your misjudgment, the lives of an entire brigade were ruined worthlessly. What price should you pay to make up for the losses of this palace?It was said to be a price, but even the losses of a large group were still a drop in the bucket for the powerful Byzantine Empire. It was just a tool for His Highness Dadra to tease the maids on the battlefield.
No matter how much the Imperial Legion lost, it was not as important as her most precious imperial guards.
The first princess smiled and said: Antonia, you are the maid of this palace and a member of the Imperial Guard. After all, the Imperial Guard is just a slave who eats better and dresses well, serving our royal family. You are also a kind of mob bandits on the opposite side, right? You said that if I throw you to the opposite side now, what will they treat you... Hahaha~
Woo woo!?Antonia trembled and did not dare to fight. She knelt down and kept kowtowing and said: Slave, I am willing to accept the punishment of Your Highness...
But it's not your fault. Who would have thought that the army on the opposite side commanded such a huge but chaotic one, and so many fronts were fighting fiercely, could still find their fatal weakness.Antonia was so scared that she was about to cry. Fortunately, the princess was in a good mood today. She let Antonia go, stretched out her fingers, smiled and gave a crystal grape into the mouth of the blue-haired girl. Go back to the palace tonight, and I will "punish" you personally, hum~~
The first princess raised her legs and said to the opposite side with interest: Spartacus... I seem to have heard of this name. A humble slave dares to do such a traitor... Haha, I am interested in her instead~ As long as people like her are given time, she will definitely grow to an inability to grow. Before that, I must completely conquer her body and mind, and be a servant, lick my toes obediently!Hehe~ It is said that she is born with a dragon's bloodline and is blessed by evil gods. I want to see with my own eyes what the legendary Spartacus looks like.
The blue-haired maid behind the first princess was silent and sighed secretly. His Highness obviously forgot all about seeing Spartacus with his own eyes. He did not remember that Spartacus had pleased him in the Colosseum with a gladiator named Nigami. At that time, the furious Princess also ordered that the nigger who was committing the crime be killed after death, publicly show his warnings to the public, and then the gladiator agent to whom the nigger belonged to was demoted to slaves and sent to the hard labor...
Who said that His Highness is such a person who is flirting with the new and tired of the old?
Accompanied by the brutal and unruly Princess, the royal maid who was anxious to punish the evening looked to the front line. Princess had forgotten the trivial matter that day to such a noble person as her, but she still remembered...
Remember to be extra clear.
It seems that a seed takes root in the heart, just waiting for the Cute bud to break through the ground.
Nigga...Spartacus...Why do you do such a terrible thing?
Why do you dare to do such a thing?
Aren't you afraid of death?
Obviously... Your Highness said that you... are all slaves like me...
Why can you...
I...why are we doing...
The memories of the purpose and the words of His Highness of the Princess made the blue-haired royal maid fall into confusion. At this moment, His Highness, who was finally lying comfortably, stretched and moaned nicely, stood up to admire the royal slave guards who were wearing strong and savage, with a proud smile on his face, and looked at the ugly faces of the slave warriors who were malnourished, the first prince raised her chin, showed a disgusting contempt, and shouted.
There is no need to waste time and time. All sisters, follow me and quickly defeat these mobs!
Follow your will!The loyal Royal Guard responded in a sweet voice and turned his horse on his back.
The elegant and luxurious first princess wore a gorgeous and light and solid hollow silver dragon helmet, soft long hair and fiery red cloak fluttered in the wind. The gorgeous dress did not prevent her from jumping onto an armored horse, stepping into stirrups, twisting her delicate body, pulling out a knight's sword with red magic light with her right hand, and taking a three-meter riding spear from the saddle with her left hand, and covering her upper body with an indestructible magic armor as much as a real thing.
The first princess looked down on these slave warriors who had not yet been completely reorganized in simple and scattered formations. She held up her spear, pointed the knight's sword straight ahead, and shouted: Charge!
Accompanied by hundreds of female cavalry of the Royal Guard wearing enchanted and hollowed-out half-body silver armor, the Byzantine steel and blood, His Highness Dedala, the first emperor of the Empire, took the lead and took the lead. He raised the barracks and washed, crushed, and trampled on these uncovered and simple-equipped slave warriors like an unstoppable hot dragon breath.
After the impact was exhausted, they threw down their rifles. Whether it was a simple weapon or a hot blood, the enchanted armor of the female guards would turn into useless blue smoke. The heroic female guards held up their swords and could kill several people like cut cream with one sword. The red magic sword in the hands of the first princess burned the raging fire that could turn living people into a ball of screaming fireballs. The gems under the enchanted dress shone brightly on the battlefield. Amid her pleasant laughter, the Royal Guards easily slaughtered the humble and desperate ants...
Then the five thousand iron-armored paladins from the famous continent of the Byzantine Empire followed one after another and continued to charge, completely destroying the front of the slave warriors. Even Spartacus personally suppressed the formation, it would be useless.
The cavalry led by the First Emperor Girl used this as a breakthrough point to defeat those reserve teams that were not rescued in time, and drove straight into the central army, and the enemy was completely shaken!
After Byzantium launched the general offensive, the end of the battle was completely laid.
The power of the empire is too strong, and the power of the slaves is too weak. Even though Spartacus has done everything he can do, in front of the absolute crushing power, he can only watch her compatriots suffer heavy casualties and defeats, and have to flee in a hurry under the cover of other gladiators...
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