In the conference room of the arena, four people, bald, scar, fat and one armed, gathered together to discuss what to do.

    Scar said proudly, "tomorrow, count sarik will bring many noble masters to the game. The most heavyweight ''monster Crusade'' must be arranged in the arena! The Forest Troll has been raised for half a month. It''s time to come out!"

    Bald and ugly, he protested: "the elite gladiators are not well injured. Only a dozen senior gladiators can''t win that monster! Hold some other competitions instead!"

    Scar didn''t flinch this time. He continued to speak and insist on his opinion. Tomorrow, a group of noble lords will come to watch the game. It is imperative to hold the "monster Crusade war"! Bald opposition is useless.

    The fat man didn''t speak. He didn''t care about these. He just silently thought about the bet odds tomorrow. The aristocrats are rich. Tomorrow is a big business and must not be screwed up.

    One arm silently listened to the dispute between bald head and scar for half a day, and then opened his mouth for Arbitration: "tomorrow we must hold a ''monster Crusade''. The noble lords are not coming to see the civilians fighting!"

    Several noble masters who will watch the game tomorrow are the strong ones who have awakened their blood. They are not interested in the battle between ordinary people!

    However, one arm still considered the Gladiator''s injury and added: "prepare some weapons for the gladiators tomorrow. In addition, don''t give the troll weapons. Let him play empty handed."

    "I don''t want to lose face if the gladiators in the arena lose to the troll under the watch of a group of noble masters!"

    One arm is the person with the highest status in the arena. He decided that there was no refutation. There was nothing more to say about bald head and scar.

    Baldheaded left the conference room with a heavy heart. Even if the weapons are more sophisticated, can more than a dozen senior gladiators really defeat the Forest Troll?

    The Forest Troll is 3 meters tall and weighs nearly 1000 kg. Its strength is almost ten times that of human beings. At the same time, it has a flexibility that is seriously inconsistent with his huge size.

    The most frightening thing is the regeneration speed of the Forest Troll. It can recover quickly regardless of multiple injuries. Even if its limbs are completely cut off, it can grow again.

    If you want to kill the troll, you can only constantly kill its vitality. With more than a dozen senior gladiators, you may not survive even if you win.

    Thinking of this, the bald man stopped and made an important decision in his heart. He walked to Harold''s ward.

    The bald man entered harlott''s ward and said, "would you like to challenge the troll with me?"

    Harold was a little confused. He was reading the novel Knight abin with interest. Suddenly, he was interrupted by a bald head rushing in. He didn''t understand what was going on.

    After some conversation, Harold understood the cause and effect and agreed to the request of bald head.

    When he first crossed, he was hit by the Forest Troll. It''s bullshit to say that he wasn''t afraid of the troll, but bald heads were willing to end up in person. Would he still be a brother if he didn''t help?

    Harold believes that he will fight with two legendary gladiators with bald heads (bald heads are recognized, Harold is self styled), and with the help of more than a dozen senior gladiators, nothing more than trolls!

    As long as the final outcome is that the Gladiator wins, even if he is unfortunately beaten to death by the troll, with systematic protection, he can also come to life on the brink of death. The troll can''t ignore more than a dozen other gladiators whipping their bodies?

    Baldheaded hugged Harold with tears in his eyes and shouted, "brother, I TM really didn''t read you wrong. Don''t worry, tomorrow is your last fight. After the fight, I''ll introduce you to count sarik!"

    "You don''t have to worry about tomorrow''s fight. I''ll let people prepare the best weapons. I''ll be the main force. You can help cover other gladiators."

    With the support of Harold, the bald head suddenly increased his confidence, stood up straight, took Harold to the training ground and prepared to rehearse tomorrow''s battle plan.

    The senior gladiators were frightened when they heard that they were going to fight against the trolls tomorrow, but when they heard that Harold and the bald boss were going to play together, they immediately began to study the battle plan with confidence.

    Soon, the next day arrived, and the arena was filled with spectators early. The popularity of "monster crusade" was quite hot.

    Count sarik also took a group of noble lords to the VIP seat, one arm was in charge of management instead of bald head, and scar was attentive to introduce the arrangement of the fighting competition to the nobles.

    Before the beginning of the main play, many warm-up fighting competitions were arranged, including the competition between formal gladiators, the scuffle of more than a dozen people and so on.

    These competitions are very popular at ordinary times, but today, not to mention the noble masters, even the ordinary audience are not very interested.

    Soon, count Saric told scar, "go talk to holdry (the name of one arm) and ask him to postpone other games. The next one will be the highlight!"

    "Yes, Lord count, I''ll go now!" scar hurried at his command.

    Sitting next to Saric, a noble who was very similar to Saric looked at the scar trotting away and said meaningfully to the count of Saric: "such a stupid scapegoat, isn''t it comfortable to use?"

    Saric calmly replied, "it''s very comfortable, but it''s almost time to throw it out. If you hold it again, your hands will be dirty!"

    The young aristocrat asked a cold hum, frowned and said nothing. He couldn''t bear count sarik''s practice.

    The other nobles in the VIP table saw the little friction between the two and did not mind their own business. Viscount Marcus and count sarik were the sons of the old Marquis, and they didn''t please anyone.

    After the off-site fighting competition, the host loudly announced: "the next competition is ~ ''monster Crusade''!"

    The audience immediately cheered excitedly, and the host followed up with the introduction: "today''s protagonists are the elite Gladiator groups in our arena, including Harold, the" undead God of war "and K! Li! Ang, the" death Archon! "

    After the introduction of the host, the bald man took Harold and others into the arena with the cheers of the audience. Bald head is the invincible myth of the arena, and all the audience have heard of his reputation.

    The gladiators came on stage together. Except bald and Harold, all the other gladiators were armed with halberds and javelins.

    Harold used a large fine steel sword with a weight of 30 Jin and a sharp blade.

    The bald head is even more ferocious. A huge double-edged axe is on his shoulder. Harold weighed the weight of the axe, which is more than 60 kilograms. It''s really scary.

    Don''t look at those powerful generals in the romance of the Three Kingdoms, that is, 70 or 80 kilograms or even hundreds of kilograms of weapons. First, only 250 grams per kilogram during the romance of the Three Kingdoms. Second, horse war and infantry war are not a concept.

    Harold''s strength of 21 points is just right with a big sword of 30 kg. If it is heavier, it will have some influence.