"Your Royal Highness, this is the original book in the arms of the Viking centurion!"

It was the middle-aged general on the day Hannibal was ambushed, holding a book with a blue cover in his hand, hanging his head deeply, and respectfully holding the book to Prince Cyrus.

At this moment, Prince Cyrus was very angry, his face was gloomy, he was deceived by the two men and women, and after catching up with one of the two frightened horses, he found that it was only a corpse, and it was obviously tied up on purpose, and there was a mouse trap at the tail of the horse. This is a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain. Prince Cyrus felt humiliated like never before. He took the rider to the head of the Viking horse on the spot、、、、、

By the time they returned to the manor, the dog man and woman had already left. After searching for three hours, they were not found.

Prince Cyrus took the book angrily, and roughly flipped through it and said blankly: "Byzantine Empire primary school sixth grade Chinese textbook!"

"Exactly!"

The middle-aged general bowed his head slightly with a forbearant smile.

Prince Cyrus shook his head and said with a wry smile: "These barbarians don't have their own writing, and their language is only a small part of it!

As he spoke, he took out a very torn strip of cloth from his inner pocket, which was densely covered with Arabic numerals, and began to rummage through the pages of the sixth-grade Chinese textbook of the Byzantine Empire Primary School in his hand.

"17-Swift!31-In!9-Goethe!11-Eze!27-Assemble!33-If available!26-Chasing!77-Yes!56-Delay!76-Must!

2--in!17-17!3-day!29-before!66-arrived!"

"Assemble quickly to the west of Goethe, and if there are pursuers, they can be delayed, and be sure to arrive before the 17th!"

After Prince Cyrus finished reading the textbook, he repeated it to himself!

Prince Cyrus pondered for a moment and looked up at the pale silver full moon in the sky: "This damn war can be over!"

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By the hazy moonlight, Hannibal walked about three bubbles of urine to dry, and saw a small village in front of him, which was obviously a small village that had not been plagued by his own people. If you look at the number of oil lamps lit in the houses, you can see that every house is lit, which means that the population of the village has not decreased, that is, it has not been looted.

Hannibal squatted on the hill outside the village, thought for a long time, and decided to go in to find some supplies, and most importantly, the wound at the base of his thigh seemed to be inflamed, and when he reached over his hand, it was a foul smell, and there was some yellow and green thick water on his hand. Hannibal was terrified that it was the kind of disease that the old man had told him called 、、、 venereal disease、、、、、、 and it was said that he could not a woman or give birth to a baby、、、、、、

Hannibal tiptoed down the hill and slid down a little bit, the dagger in his left and right hands was always pointed at the left and right, and if he were wearing a black night coat, he would be like a thief.

When Hannibal reached the entrance of the village, he saw by the dim moonlight that several men dressed as peasants were sitting on the ground, laughing from time to time, and Hannibal judged that the cups placed beside them should be the cheapest wheat wine.

Hannibal leaned against the wall, climbed over the low wall of a house like a leopard, and then quickly lay flat on the ground, and when he was sure that it was safe, he bent down and got up again, all the while holding the two daggers tightly in his hands.

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Hannibal was stunned by the scene in front of him as soon as he looked up, and through the crack in the door, Hannibal saw a couple "plowing the field" (having sex) in the female and male missionary positions.

Although the woman looks average, she has a hot body, while the man has solid muscles, sweating profusely, stretching into the woman's waist with a rough hand, and constantly rubbing the woman's tall and fat buttocks. The woman's waist writhed like a water snake. A foolish smile came out of his face. Both are about 30 years old.

Hannibal: "Phew! shameless! at least turn off the lights!"

Hannibal spat at the mouth hard, then slapped his swollen crotch vigorously, scolded himself for missing this time, and then touched the next room of the house, and Hannibal saw another scene that stunned him again.

An old man is about 50 years old, with a thin figure, wrinkles on his chest and neck, and a lot of age spots near his chin.

The old woman did not look much smaller than the old man, and she was lying there with her hands on the ground, and a pair of tits (tits, sons) were about to hang down to the ground. It was also a pleated face, and his body trembled forward with every impact of the old man、、、、、、、、

Hannibal: "Phew, stinky and shameless! old and unserious! no shame!"

After speaking, he hammered down even harder, his crotch, and secretly scolded himself for being useless, looking at a pair of old men and old ladies buried in half of the loess who love love, and can actually love love.

Hannibal touched the next room of the house again, glanced at it and looked at the sky helplessly: "Are you kidding me??"

In the room, a pair of boys and girls who are about the same age as Hannibal, no more than thirteen, still ploughing the field, the boy has a childish face, not about one meter seven tall, thin, but very handsome, the girl always develops earlier than the boy, the girl is about twelve or thirteen years old, naked, two steamed buns are not big, but snow-white and straight, this time the two use the old tree roots, the man stands in the corner, the girl has a pair of thighs, firmly locks the waist of the teenager, arms around the neck of the teenager, eyes Fan Chun, from time to time screaming, the teenager keeps kissing at her neck, the waist keeps moving！

Hannibal: "Phew, stinky and shameless! At a young age, you don't need to be in a normal position、、、、、、、、、、、、"

Hannibal pounded his crotch more than a dozen times this time before he stopped "Pochi" and softened.

Hannibal sighed, and went to the last room, and after just one look, Hannibal wanted to slaughter the whole village!

This last room was obviously a livestock room, and the Hannibal family used to make it in the winter, when the sheep in the flock gave birth to lambs, and they were afraid that they would freeze to death, so they set up a tent and put them in with the ewes to prevent them from freezing to death.

Inside are two fat big fat pigs, one male and one female, who are still "plowing the field", and I won't talk about the position used.

The sow kept snorting, and the boar was on its back, and it was also squatting.

Hannibal: "Phew, it's shameless, this 、、、、 this 、、、、 don't even know how to take off their clothes!"

Look at his crotch, he is actually "Pochi" again, he really wants to castrate himself at the moment, watch two pigs mate, and he can actually "Pochi"、、、、、、

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Hannibal eventually found a couple of corn cobs in a small shed in the middle of the yard, as well as a bunch of sun-dried dried fish, which Hannibal didn't want to eat in his mouth.

Hannibal thought to himself as he ate: If I plundered this village, if I eat these things, it will be for nothing, but I am not looting now, and if I eat their things, I will not owe everyone a favor, and if I can't do it, the Viking tradition must be maintained!

As he spoke, he took out a silver coin from his pocket and hung it in the place where he had hung the dried fish just now.

Viking paranoia and murderous are equally famous!

"I didn't expect you to be very principled!

An old but neutral voice immediately sounded from the courtyard.

Hannibal was startled, choked on the dried fish in his mouth, pounded his chest vigorously, and at the same time threw away the dried fish in his hand, and stretched out his left and right hands behind him at the same time, and held the two daggers in his hands in an instant!

Then a dodge and again against the wall. In this way, the area that can be hit by arrows can be minimized, and the barbarians do not need any training, and from the day they are born, the fighting talent has been integrated into their blood.

Hannibal used his dagger in the moonlight, and when the reversing mirror came, he saw a figure standing in the middle of the courtyard covered in black robes, which did not show any physical features, but judging from his rickety waist, he should be not young.

"Come out, barbarians! I have no ill will, on the contrary, I have a plea for you!"

The black robe said lightly again.

Hannibal popped up his head slightly: "You have red mouth and white teeth, who the believes you?"

"Barbarian, if I were to attack you, you would have already owned the corpse, because I am a magician!"

Hannibal is a spirit: "The magician ???"

Although he was a barbarian, Hannibal had read a lot of books about magic, magic was a very large branch and a magical thing that could not be touched, and often you touched it, and your time of death was also reached, and magicians were a rare and deadly profession. In fact, barbarians are very easy to learn!

Hannibal thought that people would have killed him if they wanted to, and besides, he was poor and white, what did he want, he would take it at most to burst the chrysanthemum、、、、 and so on, Hannibal, who was going to go out, suddenly stopped, can't it be an old glass、、、、、、、、

It is very likely that in Viking, it is said that the prince of Wuzhuo Umbrella, who is in charge of the Three Banners of the Northwest, likes little boys、、、、、、、、、、、、、

In the end, Hannibal walked out, but after going out, he held a dagger in his left hand, stared at the other party vigilantly, and covered his asshole (anus) with his right hand.

Hannibal scurried back, "What do you want to do??"

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