Daqin: Imperial People Slaughter, Signed In to Daxue Longqi

Chapter 252

Chapter 256 Maradoro

When the soldiers heard Maradoro say this, they were all shocked to inquire about Maradoro’s life experience.

Maradoro took a sip of wine and the soldiers slowly said.

It turned out that Maradoro lived with his parents in his hometown of Persia when he was a child. At that time, Maradoro’s father had a farm, and his ancestors also had royal blood, which was considered a little famous locally. Maradoro’s mother is very beautiful, gentle and generous. She is a rich wife who is envied by everyone.

Maradoro lived happily on the farm, but one day this happiness was broken by the Romans.

The iron hoofs of the Romans trampled most of the land of the Persian kingdom, and soon attacked the hometown of Maradoro. Wherever they go, it’s like a purgatory on earth, killing all the people and burning them down, and they don’t let go of children and women.

Maradoro’s wealth and wealth naturally became the target of the Romans’ attack. The Romans rode high-headed horses and held cold weapons to the gate of Maradoro.

Maradoro curled up under the table and shivered in fear. Maradoro’s father stood at the gate, ready to die if the Romans broke into the door, as long as he could delay his wife and children to escape first. Unexpectedly, Mara’s old wife who was supposed to be protecting Marathi in the room also appeared beside him with a solemn expression.

“Why don’t you guard Maradoro here?

Maradoro’s father could not help but blame his wife.

“I want to protect our family with you!”

“I can resist them alone, you take your son and go first! 19

“I will be with you in my life and death, and I will never leave you behind!

Maradoro’s father was also very moved when he heard his wife’s lies. He took his wife’s hand and raised his head to face the robbers who had broken open the gate to plunder their garden.

The Romans looked at the husband and wife who looked at death as if they were at home, and raised their hands with black iron to cut off the necks of the husband and wife!

The couple sprayed blood, and their heads fell to the ground and rolled several times.

Maradoro in the distance was watching such a scene, he didn’t even dare to shed tears, and hurriedly escaped the scene despite the grief in his heart.

Maradoro, who lost his parents’ home, began to wander, drinking rainwater when he was thirsty, and eating wild fruits when he was thirsty. When he wandered in the forest and returned to the city, he looked like a savage.

Maradoro didn’t know where he had gone, but only saw people who looked similar to him in the bustling streets. On the street he walked aimlessly, there were bursts of fragrance from the shops selling bags in the city. Maradoro was very hungry, so he took advantage of the stall owner’s turn to take the bag from the stove, and he stole the bag from the shop and hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth before biting. The cold bag was very hard and Maradoro’s teeth hurt, and Maradoro couldn’t help but spit out a kiss.

When the stall owner heard the sound, he immediately turned his head and saw the dirty child in front of him who was stealing the bag and reached out to pick up the hot hook and hit Maradoro on the back.

Maradoro didn’t even run, and he was scalded with a big blister immediately, and he screamed in pain. However, the stall owner seemed to have no sympathy and scolded: “Little thief! How dare you come and steal my bag! It’s just courting death! 9

More and more people gathered on the street, watching the beaten Maradoro, but no one rescued him, but followed the stall owner and scolded him.

Maradoro watched these people listen to these insults and shed tears unsatisfactorily. The hook on his body became heavier and heavier. Maradoro felt that the blood was flowing behind him and he lost the sense of pain.

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‘stop!”

A man with a different face than the others shouted from the crowd.

The stall owner stopped when he heard the man’s shout, and followed the crowd to look at the man. The man watched the farce from the camel, speaking in broken Arabic: “Why… why do you bully a child?”

“He stole my bag!”

The stall owner raised his chest and said confidently.

“How much is your bag, I’ll give it to you! Let this child go!

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The stall owner laughed when he heard that someone was paying for the bill. He was not greedy to ask for the man’s normal pocket money and put it in Maradoro, and the onlookers retreated.

At this moment, Maradoro was beaten and lay on the ground unable to move. The man quietly put him on his camel and took him to his residence.

When Maradoro woke up, the man sat by the bed and looked at him. Maradoro didn’t know that it was the man who saved him, and he was a little scared when he saw the man.

“Scared. I saved you. 33

real”?”

“Really.” The man continued, “I’m not a bad guy, my name is Lu Yan, I’m from China. I passed by here and saved you. What about you? What’s your name?”

“My name is Maradoro. 99

“Where are your parents?

“Killed by the Romans.

“What a pity!”

Seeing Maradoro feeling pity, Lu Yan discussed with Maradoro: “Otherwise you and I will go back to China? 11

“Where is China? 99

“You’ll know when you go. But before you go, you still have to heal your wounds. This is the herb I found for you to drink.” Six