Hyper-Dimensional Player Chapter 328 - 164: Extermination of a Clan! Raiding the Sena

The city walls here are towering, making it impossible to breach them quickly. He even personally inspected the walls several tis.

The following day.

At dawn, Maximus led his personal guard up the city walls for another inspection. At the far end, the British Legion had set up camp, and siege equipnt was being constructed.

But right after he rewarded the soldiers guarding the walls, a violent commotion erupted at the end of the street.

Then, ca the agonizing screams of those on the brink of death.

At that mont, a blood-soaked Forbidden Army soldier ran over in a panic, shouted to Maximus, who had just descended the wall, "Your Majesty!"

"The Roman citizens have revolted!"

"They’ve killed your son and are headed this way."

What?!

The Pseudo Emperor Maximus was instantly seized by panic. He couldn’t even worry about his son being killed. He imdiately ordered the Forbidden Army to ensure his safety and cover his escape in a different direction. With the Roman citizens revolting, he knew the city couldn’t be held and had to find a way to escape imdiately.

But it was already a bit too late.

For, at the forefront of the street, thousands of imperial citizens were already rushing towards them. The leader held a bloody head, seemingly just severed, as the neck was crudely hacked.

A short while ago.

Maximus’s son, while leaving the palace, encountered a group of rioting Roman citizens. His guards were imdiately cut down, and he was stabbed dozens of tis, his head hacked off by his hair.

At this mont, Maximus was utterly terrified.

Gazing at the vast, furious crowd of Roman citizens ahead, even the Forbidden Army around the Pseudo Emperor displayed traces of fear on their faces. Soone sought aid from the soldiers on the wall, but they were shot dead by a hail of arrows upon approaching. One man ran too fast and was stabbed in his abdon with a short sword by an approaching officer, who then stabbed him more than ten tis until his intestines spilled out.

"Your Majesty!"

"This way."

Amidst their panic, Banaklauf appeared with a dozen guards by his side.

Without a mont’s hesitation, Maximus fled in his direction.

Thud.

A dagger was plunged directly into Maximus’s abdon. Imdiately, dozens of rcenaries with crossbows appeared at the windows on both sides of the street, blindly shooting at the Forbidden Army. In an instant, the street was littered with corpses.

By this ti, the rioting Roman citizens had already charged forward.

Banaklauf, full of hatred, withdrew his dagger and pushed the dying Maximus aside. Shouting distant towards the crowd, he yelled, "Maximus is here!"

In response to the call, hundreds of people wielding weapons rushed over.

The leader, seemingly a retired soldier about in his forties, was overjoyed upon spotting the richly dressed Maximus and turned to shout, "The pretender is here! The usurper is here!"

Thud!

Thud!

The surrounding Roman citizens surged forward, each thrusting a knife into Maximus’s body. In an instant, he was stabbed over a hundred tis.

As if still not satisfied,

a Roman citizen hoisted Maximus’s body and said to those nearby, "Grab his hair, and I’ll sever the head!"

"To be presented to Governor Duncan of Britain!"

Soon after,

the severed heads were cut and secured by the revolting Roman citizens. At this mont, the gates of Ravenna had already been opened, as so forces had surrendered before anyone could resist.

So excited Roman citizens rushed towards the gates, while others took advantage of the chaos to loot.

At this ti,

the sound of galloping hooves rang out; several hundred elite cavalry charged into Ravenna. Drawing their swords, they rushed at the looting mobs, slaughtering them as if cutting through vegetables. Soon, heads rolled, with at least a hundred or two slaughtered.

Only then did so sense return to the rioting Roman citizens. Soone shouted, "Put down your weapons! Imdiately put down your weapons!"

"Otherwise, they will kill you."

The orderly sound of marching footsteps resounded.

At the gates of Ravenna leading inside, Balton’s Britannian Imperial Legion entered the city. During this era, the soldiers’ discipline was atrocious, and despite Duncan’s stringent managent, many issues could not be avoided. Therefore, the entering forces were from the Britannian Imperial Legion, which was more disciplined and would not kill the Roman citizens unnecessarily.

If Galavin’s Barbarian Foreign Legion had stord the city at this mont, it wouldn’t have been just a few deaths.

Soon sober, the rebellious Roman citizens flung down their weapons and knelt imdiately.

"Form up!"

Brad personally led an imperial legion to suppress the uprising, his expression cold, commanding his soldiers to use shields to beat the rebelling Roman citizens into submission, driving them to kneel at the sides of the street. He then gazed nacingly at the blazing area ahead and roared, "Javelins ready!"

In the horrified eyes of the rioting citizens, javelins targeted their location.

Launch!

Dozens of javelins flew, skewering the looting mobs instantly. Including those cut down by the cavalry beforehand, approximately over three hundred were slaughtered on the spot.

anwhile, people had already begun extinguishing the fires.

Across the street, Banaklauf observed the dismbered Pseudo Emperor, a trace of satisfactory vengeance on his face.

But soon, he found himself unable to smile genuinely.

For another group of rebellious Roman citizens had comnced an assault on the Senate mbers.