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The wind in the wasteland is not very strong today, but it can be regarded as a breeze, the sky of the wasteland is always the most beautiful, the breeze blows a few faint clouds and drifts away, and the light blue sky is in full view. Several eagles hovered over a shot slave, whose corpse had begun to decompose, white maggots crawling back and forth over the wound. A pool of dried blood on the ground.

Under the leadership of Leo, the village chief, a hundred Viking warriors, waving weapons in their hands, carrying about ten catties of air-dried meat on their backs and a large piece of cheese in their arms, galloped away with a whining and screaming bed, without anyone looking at the corpse of the slave who was also a human. It's as if it were an inconspicuous stone.

A bison was targeted by more than a dozen hyenas not far from the slave carcass, hyenas are social animals, each hyena is responsible for taking turns to pursue this bison for a while, in order to save the body of other hyenas, it generally takes an arc or S-shaped route, the line segment between two points is the shortest, the other hyenas walk in a straight line, and when they are tired of replacing a hyena, and finally the bison body is exhausted, which is when they feast.

The barbarian has the cunning of the barbarian, and the beast has the wisdom of the beast.

The bison not far away was an adult bison, with a strong physique, two horns as thick as an adult man's arms, and it had already picked up three hyenas, but its own intestines had also been bitten out of the asshole by the hyena、、、、、 (as seen by the animal world)

Hannibal felt a tap on his shoulder, and tilted his head not to ask who it was: "What?"

"Hey, hey, little mud, do you want to make a bet with me?"

He was greeted by a black face as black as the bottom of the pot.

It's the same Viking warrior who taught Hannibal how to choose a slave girl and what position last night.

Hannibal let go of the reins, and with only his feet drove the horses under his crotch, rubbing his hands and raising his eyebrows: "Bet on what?

The black-faced man: "Five sheep! I bet you won't be able to shoot any of the hyenas over there!"

Hannibal closed one eye and stretched out his thumb to measure the distance: "Bet!

The black-faced man thought for a moment and said, "Bet!"

As he spoke, he knocked the horsewhip in his hand and the whip in Hannibal's hand heavily on each other, this is a courtesy, and no one can go back on hitting each other's horsewhips!

Hearing this, several Viking warriors around him also began to make noise and bet one after another.

The Viking warriors in the back and in front, hearing the sound, also rushed over to finish the bet, and then rushed back to their positions.

Hannibal quickly took off the iron-tired bow from his back, and then drew an extremely sharp wolf's tooth arrow from the side of the saddle, and the bow pulled the full moon, and for a while, on the bumpy back of the horse, Hannibal's mighty curved bow was full of heroic momentum.

When Hanni drew his bow to its fullest, he suddenly lost his strength, withdrew the wolf's tooth arrow, and nodded to himself: "Yes!

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The Viking warriors around him all stumbled and almost fell.

When the Viking warriors around him began to laugh and curse, Hannibal made a shocking move, he raised the iron-tired bow horizontally, and the bowstring was pointed squarely towards the hyenas opposite, and then he tore a small piece of cowhide from his leather armor and placed it on the bowstring.

All the Viking warriors, including the village chief Leo who was watching the play, are stupid, what else is going on?

Hannibal reached into the pocket of his undershirt with his right hand, grabbed a handful of stones the size of a fingernail, put them all in the cowhide, and pulled the bowstring of the iron-tired bow back.

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The black-faced sweat who bet with Hannibal turned slightly white (sweaty): "This...... This Nima is a slingshot!"

Hannibal's face was flushed, and it would have taken at least three times as much effort to pull the bow as such.

Hannibal pulled the bowstring of the iron-tired bow horizontally to the maximum, and slammed it away.

Patches of stones flew towards the herd of hyenas hunting bison.

Woohoo、、、 woohoo、、、、

There were a few screams, and although the hyenas were not seriously injured, a few of them suddenly had blue noses and swollen faces. No longer like a cruel hyena, more like a poor reservoir dog. It's miserable to be bullied.

Hannibal shook his pigtails proudly, passed by the black-faced man without looking at the other party, and said, "When the battle is over, remember to drive the sheep to our house!"

After saying that, he clamped the horse's belly and accelerated and ran forward.

As he ran, he shouted, "Uncle Leo, I finished chewing my jerky an hour ago, so I'm going to have your cholesterol too high!"

Black-faced man: "、、、、、、、、、、、"

Hannibal is simple, which means that he thinks things are very simple, to put it bluntly, it is simple and rude, cunning is another characteristic of him, who the has stipulated, simple people can't be cunning??

Hannibal and his party continued to gallop away, and the bison finally fell, his asshole was torn open enough to the size of a human head, and his intestines dragged to the ground.

As they spoke, the three eagles tore the slave's body into three pieces and took them away.

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That night, Hannibal and his party finally arrived at the tribe when they heard the howl of the Wolves of the Wasteland rallying their companions.

There are hundreds of tents here, and there is a fence made of simple wooden stakes on the periphery, only two exits at the front and back, and there are heavy guards, which is equivalent to a city, but it is too simple.

Hannibal and his party arrived late, and the chiefs and warriors of the other surrounding villages had already begun to light bonfires and set up lambs.

Several wheat-skinned Viking girls began to stir up a folk dance with fighting movements around the bonfire. 1,900 Viking warriors and 19 village chiefs have already gathered in a circle to drink.

The art of the barbarians is killing, and practicing dance is a fighting action on the battlefield.

But these Viking maidens, dressed in thin coarse linen clothes, had a special style when they danced this very savage and masculine dance, and their waists twisted with each fight.

This is our family's tribe, the residence of the patriarch of the great nobles, he has 180 guards, 27 wives, nearly 2,500 slaves, and within fifteen miles of Fang Yuan are his territory and cattle and sheep, these are also his private property, protected by the traditional system of Viking, and no great nobleman can take it away.

Under his rule, there were 20 village chiefs and 2,000 households (civilians were not slaves).

The Viking tradition stipulates that nobles with fiefdoms can have their own private armed guards, and the village chief cannot exceed 30, the patriarch cannot exceed 300, the marquis of ten thousand households cannot exceed 1,000, the banner owner cannot exceed 3,000, and the iron hat king cannot exceed 10,000. Once discovered, an extermination order will be issued directly!

Every tradition has its uses.

Da Dan Yu can have no more than 50,000 of his own armed forces, and this determines that if anyone dares to rebel, Da Dan Yu will have the absolute power to destroy Ya Ting! As for the commoners under the command of those nobles, if Da Dan Yu does not revoke the fiefdom system, it is estimated that he will not follow his master to rebel.

Hannibal and several people were checked by the sentry and put into the tribe, just in the middle of the big tent, surrounded by a group of women of different ages, the patriarch who had already drunk and blushed - Moilima, this old boy is a well-known old pervert, Da Shan Yu only married 9 wives, he actually married 27, three times that of Da Shan Yu, Moilima is older than Leo Village Chief, already 65 years old. However, it is said that this old man has maintained the habit of the three maidens of the night so far, but he doesn't know the length of time、、、、、、、

Moylima hugged a Viking girl on the left and right, and hiccuped: "Tonight, little beasts, enough wine and meat, go to the back of the tribe, find a female slave, say okay first, the number is limited to 500, first come, first served! It's really not good to be a brother-in-law with three or four people (everyone understands), that feels very cool, I used to work as a slave hunter in the western Yankee when I was young, and once I caught a female elf, we fourteen old men, that night to play、、、、

Moylima's arguments for the old disrespectful faction drew bursts of wild laughter from bohemianism.

"But if that little beast drinks too much and can't tell the difference, he gives my woman or daughter or granddaughter, and it's okay, if you fall in love with my woman, you will be my brother, if you fall in love with my daughter, and if you fall in love with my granddaughter, you will be my grandson, hahahahaha、、、、、、、"

"By the way, Leo, this little cub, is not here yet!"

"Old patriarch, I'm not here, my territory is the farthest away, who do you blame?"

The old village chief Leo grinned and greeted him underground.

The old man Moilima, burping again, rubbed violently on the breasts of the two girls who were supporting him left and right, so that he could sober up a little.

Moilima shook his head: "Oh boy, dare to talk back!

Leo stepped forward with a grin, Moilima grabbed the other party's ear, shook his head and looked at Leo carefully: "Yes!

After speaking, he shuddered and pushed Leo away: "Let me see the little beasts you brought!"

Begin to look at the Viking warriors behind Leo.

All the Viking warriors bowed their heads and said, "Old Patriarch!"

Moilima nodded in response. His eyes finally fell on Hannibal, and he hooked his finger at Hannibal and motioned for Hannibal to come over.

Hannibal looked at Leo, who nodded and said it was okay.

Moylima touched Hannibal's little face with intense drunkenness: "How old!"

Hannibal shouted, "Fourteen!"

Moilima: "Ya's little dot sound, I have shocked your master and me!"

Hannibal immediately whispered in his ear, and whispered softly in Moilima's ear: "Fourteen!"

Hahahaha、、、、、、

Hannibal's gesture elicited a coquettish smile from the two young girls around him, especially Moilima, who were responsible for supporting him.

Moylima was also amused by Hannibal's actions, pointed at Hannibal and said to Leo: "This kid, your brain is fine, can you go to war?"

Leo laughed with him, patted the back of Hannibal's head dotingly, and said, "Don't worry, old patriarch, this kid is more cunning than the jackals in the wasteland, and he is a little silly occasionally!"

Moilima nodded and looked at Hannibal again: "Han Hao!, old man, I like Han boy, and I have emasculated those who are clever with me!"

"Have you ever been circumcised?"

Hannibal: "No!"

Moylima asked again, "Have you slept with a woman?"

Hannibal scratched his face innocently and stretched out his head: "Does it count with your mouth?" (Is it true or false, can't see through you? can't see through you?)

Moilima: "、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、"