Li Bida stepped on the dead bodies and crossed the gap to reach the palace of Mitrada, which is a cave that is hidden behind the wall and built along the mountain. The stone steps climbed up the steps, and the sides were filled with white marble, exquisite palaces, temples, and sculptures. But these buildings that symbolize the glory of the "King of the Black Sea" have now been cruelly killed and looted by the victors, the Romans.

There were flames everywhere, and the bodies of men and women were lying in a row by the pool and on the steps. They were either priests, slaves, or palace maids, and now they were indiscriminate, and their limbs and heads were cut off by Roman soldiers.

On the edge of a beautiful Ionian colonnade, Li Bida saw a Roman soldier bravely and a beautiful palace maid. The woman's top was torn to pieces and her skirt was completely lifted up. One hand supported the pillar and the other hand covered her mouth humiliatedly. Tears flowed, half-bowed, and her hips were raised high. She was held by the Roman soldier with both hands. She stabbed the "short sword" under her crotch repeatedly like a wild dog style.

When Li Bida passed by, he saw the palace maid looking sideways and staring at the bodies of several female companions at his feet in horror.

After wrapping the cloak tightly on his body, Li Bida could only hurriedly leave the palace maid's sight and continue walking forward. He understood what the fate of the palace maid would face after being beaten.

The centurion stood in the small square where the temple and the palace meet, and the soldiers piled up the looted things here. Several dozen captains beside him were beating a fat man in gorgeous clothes, using wooden sticks wrapped in thorns. One by one, the fat man could wail and shout something before Li Bida came. After a while, he could only spit out blood foam, like piles of rotten meat, and just breathed out. The centurion saw that Li Bida and another Greek-speaking slave came, and his first sentence was full of surprise: "Where are you a pig slave from?" It turned out that in the melee, he didn't have time to see Li Bida's East Asian appearance clearly, so he was naturally a little curious now.

"From West Asia, the chief," Li Bida replied.

After the two soldiers who brought Li Bida to salute the centurion, they joined the robbery team hard. The centurion did not show any greater interest in Li Bida's origin. He pointed at Li Bida and the fat man on the ground and said, "The Greeks are all pitiful people, either pig slaves, sissy, or talkative eunuchs. Now you have to thank me, Hebrida. You can now appreciate each other and talk about some philosophical topics!"

It turned out that this fat man was an eunuch in the Mitradati Palace.

Sissy? Is it me? At this time, Li Bida looked at another slave next to him and understood what the centurion said: the other party had curly flax-colored hair, a very thin figure, a pale complexion, a look that both men and women like, and a pair of big eyes with very thick eyelashes, which were charming.

The centurion took the thorny wooden stick and made a note at the fat eunuch, with a question: "The first question is, is the residence of King Bendu at the top?"

The centurion refers to a towering core palace on the top of the mountain. There is also a small moon city outside. The bronze gate is covered, revealing the majesty of the king. This majesty even makes the centurion hesitate. He hopes that Mitradati VI will be inside so that he can achieve unparalleled merits; but he is also afraid that Mitradati VI will be inside because the legend says that the king of Bendu is over four-wrist ruler, and the arrows shot out are shot and riding a dragon-like divine horse, which cannot be harmed by mortals.

"The master has left on his horse." The fat eunuch said as if he was being pulled by iron wire. "My name is Baloud, and I am the chief eunuch beside the master."

Li Bida and the sissy said one by one, and translated the words of the chief eunuch to the centurion.

"Who else is there?" The second question of the centurion, with the second "greeting".

"It is the master's two sisters, two wives and concubines, and a daughter... don't hit me, don't hit me..." Baloud hugged his head and whined, blood flowing down his fat face full of pleated face. "Also, you cannot enter this temple, because they are all dead, and in the noblest way of death, they ascend to the temple of the Sun God... You will be blasphemous... Because you Romans bring dirty slaves everywhere you go."

With a gurgle, the centurion threw the stick aside, then stood up straight, took a deep breath, grabbed Balode's hair with one hand, pulled out the short sword with the other hand, and nipped it into Balode's throat, and then pulled it out lightly. The fat man hummed twice, and all his greasy blood splattered on Li Bida's face.

Li Bida wiped blood on his face in panic, but the centurion grabbed his arm and threw him forward like garbage. "Okay, the discussion of philosophy is over. Below, I, the low-ranking centurion of the Third Regiment of the Sixth Brigade of the Seventh Legion, Highbreda, will enter the Bendu Palace with his dirty slaves!"

The four tenth princes pushed open the heavy bronze door of Yuecheng, then inserted the torch into the wall lamp holder on both sides of the corridor, and then the tenth princes in the front stood instinctively erected his shield in front of him, muttering: "What the hell is this?"

Under the torch, the group found that the corridor was filled with corpses, floors, stairs, windowsills, men and women. The strange smell of dead bodies was snatched out as the door opened, causing Li Bida to vomit.

Hebrida walked up and kicked around, and found that most of the corpses had swollen faces, curly hands and feet, and had strange postures. Then he made a conclusion: "All the servants and servants of the King of Bendu, all of whom died by taking poison. The weakest way of death for the Eastern people."

They crossed the corpse and passed through the corridor, and there was a rectangular courtyard covered with thin sand and soil. Several exquisitely trimmed potted plants were surrounded by colonnades. The patio casts cold moonlight and sprinkles on branches, leaves and stone pillars.

Opposite the courtyard was a smaller bronze door. Hebrida and several dozen men looked at each other happily, then dragged the two slaves roughly and walked over directly on the sandy land.

After the small bronze door was pushed open, the luxurious scene in the Mitrada Tiger Palace made everyone feel dizzy. The walls were covered with sandy yellow marble veneers, the ground was covered with milky white smooth mirror-like stone slabs, and the center was an indoor reservoir with rippling water. The reflected waves of water floated on the wall. The centurion and tenth men's military shoes were nailed on it. The entire hall was filled with clear and lonely footsteps. They slowed down. This silent majesty made them unconsciously cautious.

Li Bida felt the warmth from the heart - under the floor and in the walls, lead pipes with flowing hot water should be laid. The entire hall has a constant temperature isolated from the world, and there are angry flowers everywhere. His barefoot stepped on the ground, feeling the heat flow from bottom to top, ironing every blood vessel, feeling the indescribable comfort.

"Master." A ten-husband pointed to the innermost part of the hall. Everyone saw a giant mosaic painting on the wall. The picture shows a man and a woman. The image of the man is the same as the reliefs that Li Bida saw on the cliff. The headdress like the horns of the scorpion turtle, dense hair and beard like the tentacles of the octopus. "Mitradati VI... The ladies in the painting should be his wives and concubines."
Chapter completed!