Chapter 4 Spartacus
"As long as it's enough for everyone to have a meal." Spartacus looked at Cross and asked, "Have the brothers all changed into weaponry and armor?"
"All changed." Cross grinned widely, pointing behind him, "Twenty brothers have all changed into infantry gear, plus you and I took down the gate guard at the iron gate, changed into this set, and there's an archer who fell off the balcony... Now we have twenty-two infantrymen and one archer. Anyone who tries to stop us can be crushed like an ant!"
"Roar!" The fully armed gladiators behind him followed with a roar, causing others in the training ground to look back in astonishment.
Spartacus glanced at these fully armed gladiators and noticed they were all Gauls. He nodded and said calmly, "During our escape, if we encounter any more enemies, we'll have to rely on you."
"Don't worry, I'll lead them to charge ahead," Cross confidently replied.
"How are the brothers' injuries?" Spartacus turned to Antonix.
Antonix replied in a low voice, "Twenty-one dead, eleven seriously injured, thirty-two lightly injured..."
The gladiator leaders simultaneously fell silent: the school had a total of 295 gladiators, all of whom were mobilized in this revolt, resulting in sixty-four casualties, more than one-fifth...
Spartacus quickly gathered his composure and said solemnly, "For the lightly injured, have the brothers take turns carrying them; for those seriously injured and beyond help... let them leave peacefully."