This bullring is an ocher-colored dome-shaped building with a majestic appearance.
The sculptures of bulls on the wall are lifelike and have gone through the vicissitudes of history without fading.
The infield is a circular venue with a diameter of hundreds of meters, similar to the Colosseum.
The difference is that the green lawn has turned into light yellow sand, and there is a purple baffle on the edge of the court.
The surrounding ring seats were filled with spectators, colorful but orderly.
In the center of the infield sand, a silver circular stage was temporarily set up, just like the talk show, except that it was nighttime, now it is daytime, and there was no host Caesar.
Amidst a series of salutes, a huge imperial flag slowly rose in the bullring, and the red and white x logo was particularly dazzling on the black cloth.
The audience stood up at the same time and gave the Nazi salute to the national flag, and the passionate mass war song was played throughout the audience.
Originally, the consul of Madrid was supposed to come forward to deliver a welcome speech, but for some unknown reason, he did not show up.
The five war slaves of the Roman team slowly ascended to the stage, with a huge imperial flag in the background.
Wang Kun, Xiao Wu and Fatty, wearing fish scale armor, stood on three sides of the stage and waved to the stands.
Xiao Ming and Gong Er stood side by side at the center of the stage, but Gong Er's body was covered with a short red cloak.
The two held hands and raised their hands high, sparkling with lightning, and they took the lead as soon as they came up.
However, the audience's reaction was very dull.
Gong Er followed Sally's script and delivered a speech of thanks in English.
The simultaneous translation in Chinese came to Xiao Ming's ears.
She thanked the empire and the people everywhere in a humble tone, and hoped that the public in Madrid would also sponsor the Roman team.
Unexpectedly, boos broke out everywhere.
It is understandable that the public in Madrid will naturally sponsor their own team.
Above the entrance to the bullring, a brass band began to play, the music was majestic and full of masculinity.
The two danced to the beat of the drums, Xiao Ming's dance steps are bold, majestic and courageous, like a fearless bullfighter.
Gong Er's dance is charming and heroic, jumping and spinning like a red cloak that angers a bull.
This is the bullfight that he and she have carefully rehearsed, performed in the most suitable place.
After the music and dancing stopped, sparse applause finally broke out.
The atmosphere was in sharp contrast to the welcoming public who lined the streets as they entered the city.
It seems that the audience at the scene got some kind of inspiration, or this is their spontaneous behavior to support the Madrid team.
Xiao Ming tasted the feeling of being left out for the first time, and thought that this might as well pour cold water on the people of lower-level city-states.
The foundation of the Fourth Empire was very solid and could not be easily shaken with a "y" gesture.
After the display, the brothers and Gong Er waited for the lifting device to send them down.
Unexpectedly, there was no movement.
Could it be that the machine was malfunctioning?
Suddenly, the barriers at the edge of the venue opened, and a large group of dark figures, like a group of evil spirits released from hell, poured onto the light yellow sand and rushed towards the central stage.
Xiao Ming was alarmed.
He saw "them" with blisters all over their faces and red eyes.
What could they be if they weren't nuclear corpses?
He didn't have time to consider the reason for this unexpected situation, and shouted: "Brothers, prepare to fight."
"Yes" the other brothers ordered in unison.
Although the brothers were outnumbered and unarmed, they were on a two-meter-high stage and had a commanding position.
Coupled with their extraordinary skills, there was no problem in protecting themselves.
The only weakness is Gong Er, who is surrounded by several brothers.
The group of nuclear zombies were hesitant and approaching quickly.
They roared with hunger and exposed rows of white teeth.
"They" were very tall and muscular, similar to mutants.
However, "they" are not mutants.
It can be seen from the vaguely discernible skin color and hair color that they are a group of nuclear corpses mixed with white and black races.
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Except for Xiao Ming, it was the first time for the rest of the brothers to see foreign nuclear corpses.
Their expressions changed slightly.
They didn't know how they were different from the yellow nuclear corpses they were used to killing.
Suddenly, the purple shield opened again, with the sound of hooves and dust flying, a dozen huge creatures rushed out, covered in black, with pairs of curved white horns on their huge heads, suddenly they were A big black cow The audience in the stands became excited and made noise together.
These sturdy black bulls rushed towards the group of nuclear corpses like a tank, like a tank rushing into a group of infantry.
The sky flew towards the stage.
This time, it was Wang Kun and Xiao Wu's turn to show off their skills.
They screamed strangely and kicked these unfortunate guys back with a series of kicks and shadowless kicks, just like kicking a ball.
All this happened so fast that Xiao Ming was completely confused.
Was this also a part of the welcome ceremony?
Why didn't anyone notify them?
It seemed that Sally and Johnson were also kept in the dark.
A good bullfight with nuclear corpses should not be a bull fighting with nuclear corpses.
The group of nuclear corpses that were so arrogant just now and were about to eat people was attacked by more than a dozen black bulls in less than a moment.
No one was standing, and they all fell under the iron hooves and sharp horns.
Most of them did not die, and they were still alive.
Crawling and rolling around.
The light yellow sand was covered with blood, brains and internal organs.
This was a killing dominated by cattle.
The victors, the dozen black bulls, circled the stage and continued to trample on the "carpet" of immortal nuclear corpses.
Depending on the situation, if the stage was not too high, they would also rush up.
They are obviously trained and should be a breed specifically for bullfighting.
The brothers finally opened their eyes, but they were secretly frightened.
If they were down there, they wouldn't be able to deal with these mad cows.
Only the rats would run away.
Xiao Ming thought to himself, what is this, killing a chicken to scare the monkey?
Gong Er stood next to him and took the initiative to hold his hand.
His little palms were full of sweat.
They were the closest audience members on the stage and could best appreciate the thrill.
At this time, a melodious trumpet sounded from the stands, and the whole place fell silent.
The wandering black cattle also stopped, their bloody horns all pointed in the same direction.
It turned out that the barrier there opened, and a tall figure in red robe walked out, holding a shining silver javelin and waving it as he walked, like a naughty child.
The cattle that had just gone on a killing spree seemed to be stimulated immediately.
They dug their front hooves into the ground and were ready to go.
The red figure suddenly made an elegant spin, like a gentleman inviting a lady to dance.
The cattle were obviously the lady, and they immediately accepted the invitation, and with hooves raised, they rushed towards the gentleman.
The gentleman also moved and turned into a warrior.
He held a javelin in one hand and faced the cattle.
Xiao Ming also subconsciously held Gong Er's hand tightly.
Even he did not dare to face this group of crazy bulls alone.
Several brothers also had the same thought, staring intently at this fierce red-robed warrior who was not afraid of death.
One person and a group of cattle, with the force of lightning, left a thin and thick comet tail on the sand, as if two comets of different sizes collided together Only masters like the brothers can see clearly what happens next.
The audience in the stands could only see a thin red line and a thick black line entangled together.
Xiao Ming held his breath, almost not believing his eyes I saw the red-robed warrior rushing into the herd of cattle, raising and lowering his gun in a short moment, and stabbed more than a dozen shots in succession.
Each shot accurately penetrated the narrow part between the shoulder blades of one cow, bringing out a string of blood beads, and then penetrated the same part of the next cow.
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Based on Xiao Ming's combat experience, he immediately determined that it was the weakest part of the cow.
There was no bone to block it.
It went straight to the heart and would kill with one strike.
The most amazing thing is that the cows seemed to be motionless, watching helplessly as death penetrated their hearts.
Even Wang Kun, Xiao Wu and Fatty couldn't understand such a scene.
Except Xiao Ming Because he can do this, but he can't do it like the red-robed warrior.
This is an instant freeze-frame that uses a moment of stillness to kill the enemy and win, but he will never be able to do it for as long as the red-robed warrior.
Even if he could do it for such a long time, he still wouldn't be able to accurately penetrate the same part with every shot.
Xiao Ming finally understood the true meaning of an old saying: There are people outside the world, there are mountains outside the mountains, and there is a sky outside the sky.
There is such a top player in Madrid.
If this person participates in the x game, Xiao Ming can only play soy sauce.
His palms were covered with sweat, and Gong Er frowned.
This was good, because originally she was seeking his comfort, but instead she became his stress reliever.
Although she couldn't see clearly what happened, she understood that Xiao Ming must have been in great confusion and tried his best to endure the pain.
The battle starts quickly and ends faster When the red line crossed the black line, a dozen black cows fell to the ground like dominoes.
The red-robed warrior stood among the carcasses of the herd like a god.
He changed his javelin to his left hand, raised his right arm 45 degrees, put his fingers together and made a standard Nazi salute.
Waves of applause swept across the venue, and the audience stood up again to cheer for this god-like hero.
At this moment, Xiao Ming and others who were stunned on the stage seemed to fall at his feet, becoming the best reflection of the powerful empire.
A passionate female voice narrated over the bullring, and a simultaneous translation in Chinese came into the ears of the brothers: "People of the empire, we have witnessed with our own eyes a miracle.
Nuclear corpses are crazier than human beings.
Nuclear corpses are more crazy than nuclear corpses."
Crazy is the bull, crazier than the bull is our great Madrid Archon, the Titan Empire, long live xism” The audience also went crazy, shouts of "Long live the empire" and "Long live xism" soared into the sky It turned out that the red-robed warrior was the consul of Madrid.
He did not give a welcome speech just to make his appearance at this moment.
Xiao Ming suddenly understood the motive behind all this arrangement.
This was the empire's counterattack.
Let the people of lower-level city-states see a more powerful person than Xiao Ming, who is loyal to the empire and one of the top leaders, thus creating a deterrent.
This also shows that the Roman team has become a thorn in the side of the Senate, and they are determined to get rid of it quickly: