Truckloads of beef and mutton, and jars of mare's milk wine as tall as adults, were continuously transported into the Black Flag camp. The Viking warriors began to light bonfires in clusters, eat meat and drink in large chunks.

Those who drink a small amount of alcohol have even begun to drink too much, spreading joy everywhere.

Hannibal tore off a hind leg from a whole roasted lamb and opened his mouth to bite.

"Little mud! Just now the village chief came to beckon you over. Don't eat, go!"

Hannibal didn't bite into the flesh before he was dragged away by three Viking warriors.

"Let go of me!

Hannibal's limbs writhed and struggled, and he watched as he tore off the leg of mutton was snatched by the Viking warrior with whom he had bet and lost, and held it in his hand, biting it down and his mouth was full of oil. He gloated as he looked at Hannibal as he was dragged away, smiling wickedly.

In the center of the camp, hundreds of nobles, large and small, sat around, and in the middle was a huge bonfire, much larger than the outer bonfires.

Da Shan Yu was also gnawing on a burnt leg of mutton, tearing off a small piece from time to time and feeding it to the three princesses beside him.

They don't have to bake it themselves, the slaves send it to them after they have passed the exam.

"The village chief!

The three Viking warriors were panting, their faces were covered in sweat, this kid's hair hadn't grown yet, why was his strength so big, just a few hundred meters away, it was really hard to subdue him and drag him over.

Leo, the village chief, sat on the ground with an unhappy look as Hannibal stared at the Viking warriors who were munching on a leg of mutton not far away.

"Hey, hey, little mud, blessed are you! The princess has taken a fancy to you!"

Leo rubbed his hands together, then squeezed Hannibal's left cheek with a playful expression.

When he let go, two red lanes appeared on Hannibal's face.

Hannibal stood up and crossed his waist: "What are you doing? I finally grabbed a leg of lamb from the freshly roasted lamb." You 、、、、"

"Huh! That's not a big order!"

Look around again and see that they are all nobles!

And the surrounding nobles all looked at him and smiled kindly but playfully.

The most interesting thing is that Da Shan Yu actually held a roast leg of lamb, beckoning to himself, signaling himself to go over.

Hannibal scratched his head and strode towards the place where Da Danyu was.

"What's your name?"

Da Shan Yu smiled and looked at the silly and somewhat cute posterior in front of him.

"Hannibal!"

Hannibal stared at the leg of lamb in his hand, swallowed his spit, and said absentmindedly.

Da Shan Yu continued: "How old are you?"

"Fourteen!"

Hannibal stared at the leg of lamb in Da Danyu's hand again, swallowed his spit, and said absent-mindedly.

Da Shan Yu looked at Hannibal's eyes, then looked at the leg of mutton in his hand, and smiled.

He wanted to tease the "slippery head" that the daughters said but looked silly at the moment!

The leg of mutton in his hand dangled from the big order, and Hannibal's little head also dangled with it.

The more Da Danyu shook harder, Hannibal's little head also accelerated.

"Hahaha、、、、、、、、、、"

The surrounding nobles, seeing this, were amused by Da Shan Yu's childlike fun and Hannibal's simplicity, and let out bursts of laughter choked by mare's milk wine.

The three princesses laughed and hugged each other, and kept trembling.

Da Shan Yu stretched out the leg of mutton to Hannibal, Hannibal grabbed it without hesitation, and Da Shan Yu quickly shrank back. Hannibal grabbed a blank.

The old patriarch of Moilima stood up and laughed breathlessly.

"Da Shan Yu! This kid is very naïve, don't make him anxious, pounce!"

"Oh, yes, guess whose son he is!"

Da Shan Yu teased Hannibal back and forth twice, and the last time Hannibal snatched the leg of mutton directly when Da Shan Yu just stretched over, and sat cross-legged as if no one was next to him and began to feast.

Da Shan Yu looked at the fragrant smell that Hannibal ate, smiled and stretched out his thumb full of grease, put it in his mouth and asked, "Whose son?"

Moilima: "He's the son of old Quentin!"

Da Shan Yu stood up and said excitedly: "Old Quentin's son??"

After speaking, he looked at Hannibal's oily little face left and right, and stretched out his hand to lift Hannibal's chin, trying to look more carefully, and was slapped open by Hannibal, who was struggling hard.

Da Shan Yu circled around Hannibal and frowned: "It's not like it, old Quentin is not so handsome?"

"And I remember, old Quentin only had one daughter, and now it's almost 30!"

"Judging from his age, the old Quentin's woman should have passed menopause for a long time! Could it be that the old Quentin, who is afraid of his wife and is afraid of coming home, gave birth to another woman???

Da Shan Yu once again circled around Hannibal, who was gnawing on a leg of lamb like a wild dog.

Moilima: "I only found out yesterday! He's the adopted son of old Quentin!"

The triplet princess curiously surrounded Hannibal, you poke it, I touch it, he pinched it, and his beautiful and pure eyes grew, and he was curious about Hannibal.

Moilima: "This kid is good at everything, but sometimes he is stupid!

Da Shan Yu smiled, shook his head and said, "Han, how can I see in this kid's eyes that all the cunning is stronger than the goblin??"

Da Shan Yu leaned down and asked, "Little mud! Let me ask you your father, how is old Quentin's health?"

Hannibal threw away the leg of mutton, which had already eaten only the leg bones, and said casually while sucking his fingers: "Abba!

"You know him?"

The nomads didn't have that fear of the powerful, and Hannibal asked with a wink of curiosity.

Da Shan Yu: "The old man in your mouth used to be my father, the chief of the guard of the Wuye Da Shan Yu, he watched me grow up!

"A few little (little mud)! Ride with us to the suburbs!"

"Yes!

"If you dare to run, I'll let my father castrate you! Don't run!

It has long been rumored that the jewel of the Germanic princess is beautiful, lively and cute, but there is something wrong with her and her speech is slurred.

Hannibal's face was sweaty, and he immediately laughed: "Pinyin! Come and read it to me, Xiyi Ao-Xiao! Nayi-Ni! Bo-ah-put! A few handfuls! Phew! Let you bring them!"

"You don't like us to call you a few handfuls (little mud), but don't all the people in your village and your clan call you that?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Hmm!"

Hannibal slapped his head again and said helplessly: "No, no, it's because you can't pronounce it accurately!"

"I'll say it again, Xiyi Ao--small!Feyi-chicken!Bo-ah-put!So you should pronounce ............."

The three princesses, with pure, bright big eyes, shouted in unison, "A few little ones!"

Hannibal fell instantly.

"You don't like us calling you a little smaller, do you?

"Little Hanhan!"

Hannibal smiled wryly and shook his head!

"Little Cock (Little Nini)"

Hannibal squinted and bit his lower lip and shook his head again.

"Little Nini!"

Hannibal was glad they had the right pronunciation, but why did it sound so awkward?

Finally, the three princesses said in unison: "That's still a few handfuls!"

"Let me out!"

In the backyard of the palace, Hannibal roared to the sky.

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The next morning, Da Shan Yu had just gotten up, freshened up under the service of several princesses, and strode out of his bedroom.

After opening his mouth and yawning, he found that he was kneeling directly in front of the gate, and he knelt on both knees, which was the highest etiquette of nomads, and generally only knelt down to the god of war or the high priest, and the slaves only knelt down on one knee.

Da Danyu scratched his head, took a step forward and saw clearly, it was the "fool" last night - Hannibal!

Hannibal's head hung down deeply, and he could only see the back of Hannibal's head and forehead, which was seen in his outfit and hairstyle.

"Little mud, what are you doing? You just the princesses last night! I won't kill you!"

Da Shan Yu laughed, of course, jokingly, he knew that Hannibal would not dare.

Hannibal still lowered his head and kowtowed to Da Shan Yu, "My noblest Da Shan Yu, I beg you to let me follow the warriors of the tribe to the front! ”

Da Shan Yu patted his ass and sat cross-legged next to Hannibal regardless of his image.

"Why?"

Hannibal looked up with tears in his eyes: "I can't stand it anymore!"

When I raised my face, I saw Hannibal, the scratches on my face at the moment, looking at the size of the triplet princess, and looking at the scratches, it was actually put together into a bow, except for the triplet princesses, who could have such girlish feelings、、、、、、

The funniest thing is that Hannibal has a bite mark on the left and right temples and on each side, which is very pale and purplish-red.

Saying that, Hannibal rolled up his sleeves with an aggrieved face: "This is still there!"

His arms are covered in bite marks and choke marks!

Da Shan Yu smiled and rolled up his sleeves: "They like you to treat you like this, my daughter I understand, if they don't like you, you just slap her, and she doesn't care about you!"

Hannibal saw that Da Danyu's exposed arm was also covered with pinch marks and bite marks, many of which had begun to fade and heal, apparently for some time. And the appearance and size and shape are also made by the triplet princess.

Da Shan Yu stood up with Hannibal's shoulder in his right hand, patted the dust on his buttocks again, and looked up at the sun domineering and lazily: "Look at this day, the Viking warriors of the four flags should have set off for three soaks of urine, counting the horse, it is almost to Baiyin Tara!"

The west side of the continent and other places have their own methods of calculating time, the west side of the main road is the hourglass, the east side is the stone monument, and the wasteland can only be calculated according to the time it takes for people to spill out a soak of urine and dry it themselves.

It takes about half an hour to soak the urine and then dry it, depending on the climate. Barbarians have their own wisdom, sprinkle more in the summer, and count the time for the urine to freeze in the winter.

Da Shan Yu saw that Hannibal suddenly put away his smiling face, and said sternly: "Black Flag Warrior!

Hannibal bowed down again: "In!

Da Shan Yu: "I personally led 5,000 mammoth cavalry, 10,000 royal court guards and 10,000 Tatar archers to meet the enemy on the flank, you go with you! You only have half a soak in urine to prepare, what equipment do you lack to take this to the quartermaster to ask for it!"

Da Dan Yu said as he threw a golden feather to Hannibal.

Hannibal was stunned for a moment, subconsciously took his hands in his hands, and nodded.

Da Dan Yu's hand opened slowly and domineeringly again, and the maids and concubines on the left and right quickly stepped forward to put on their battle armor. The huge gold crown and the silver false ears were removed, and a metal brown bear helmet was in the style of Hannibal's mount, and the brown bear's huge terrifying mouth was opened, revealing the rough face of Da Shan Yu, which was full of horizontal meat.

Da Shan Yu saw that Hannibal was still kneeling in place, and yelled: "Why don't you go soon!?"

Hannibal was frightened by Da Danyu's loud voice, and ran away.