This is the manor of the baron of the fire raven, which is a mess at the moment, full of corpses, incomplete corpses, especially beside the big wheels. There were no children here, so none of the Vikings were left alive.

Suddenly, the door of the room where Hannibal slept last night opened, and a girl of average figure and appearance walked out, his dress was torn into wisps, but the important parts did not move, the base of his thighs and chest were covered with blood, and he was the girl who had talked to Hannibal all night.

She slowly poked half her head out of the room, and after only one glance, she was frightened by the piles of corpses in the courtyard.

She sat in the corner and began to think about what had happened this morning, when the savage closed his eyes and slashed at his own wrist with a single blow, then wiped the blood from his arm on his chest and the base of his thigh. When he opened his eyes, he smiled at himself with a row of neat white teeth. Then he had to tear his clothes into strands, and finally made a boo gesture to himself, and then helped himself to recline on the bed. Then I knocked on the door and left.

He's here to save me!, and finally the girl came to a conclusion.

Cut his own arm in order to smear the blood on himself, so as to deceive his companions. It seems that this barbarian, who is not a few years older than himself, is not as murderous as he seems. It's just a little out of tune、、、、、

Just as he was thinking about it, the sound of the hooves of the two war horses pounding on the ground angrily sounded. The girl was frightened and was another spirit.

After the sound of horses' hooves passed, there were two sounds of objects resembling sacks falling to the ground.

The girl cautiously opened the door, poked her head out, and instantly dilated her pupils: "It's him!!"

That's right, not far away, in the clearing, there were two bloodied horses, it seemed that they were not seriously injured, and they were still gnawing on the blood-stained weeds on the ground, and on the ground lay two Viking warriors wearing horned helmets, one of whom was Hannibal, who had talked to him all night last night and had used tricks to keep himself alive this morning.

Both of them were unconscious, and it looked like they were covered in blood, and the wound on the abdomen of the old Viking on the left was horrifying.

The girl rushed to Hannibal for the first time, leaned down nervously and reached out to probe, fortunately there was still a snort, and then probed another, still dead.

The girl had little strength and weakness, and it took a long time to move Hannibal into the room where she was.

At this moment the sound of horses' hooves sounded again, and the learned and intelligent maiden quickly judged that there were at least 400 war horses, and although they were loud, the effect of running together at that time was at least ten minutes away from them.

The girl's brain turned rapidly, only three seconds, the girl quickly pulled out a dagger on Hannibal's waist, three times five divided by two to cut off the pigtails on Hannibal's head, and then began to pick up his clothes, in the process Hannibal woke up faintly, opened his eyes and reflexively grabbed the girl's hand, and with the other hand, pinched the girl's neck, with a murderous face, the girl's face instantly turned red.

The girl struggled to squeeze out a few words from between her teeth: "I、、、、、 I just want to save you!"

Hannibal let go of his hand.

The girl took several deep breaths before she evened out her breath, and then continued to undress Hannibal.

It didn't stop until Hannibal stripped off his underwear.

Then he turned back to Hannibal and said coldly: "If you want to live, do as I say!"

Hannibal nodded distractedly, then pulled out the three arrows from his shoulder and threw them under the bed.

Then the maiden took Hannibal's equipment and put it on another midshipman who was similar to Hannibal's size, and helped him onto his horse. Then another dead Viking warrior was also lifted onto the horse and tied with rope.

Then she magically took out two wooden mouse traps, yes, the shelf used to clamp mice in the room where she was, because the iron ones were more valuable and not easy to build, so they were replaced by wooden ones.

The girl quickly picked up two "fragile" wooden sticks that were only the thickness of chopsticks, propped up two mouse traps, and wrapped them around the tails of the two war horses.

Then coax the two horses to the backyard.

After doing this, the girl was already sweating profusely, especially the two big men weighing more than 160 pounds on the war horse almost made her collapse, the sound of the horse's hooves was getting closer and closer, and the girl ran back to her room and closed the door.

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"Your Royal Highness the Prince, although the distance I saw with my own eyes is very far away, it is a little blurry, but I am sure that those two barbarian cubs are running here, maybe hiding in which room!"

Hannibal and the maiden heard a hoarse voice shout.

"Search!"

The other was so majestic that it almost did not allow the slightest disobedience or questioning to be heard.

This was followed by the sound of knights neatly jumping off their horses, and the clanging of weapons being drawn to guard their guards, followed by the sound of doors being violently kicked open, and then turning over cabinets.

Bang!

The door to the room where Hannibal and the others were located was kicked open by an Ottoman court guard in plate armor.

Hannibal's right hand holding the dagger began to tremble, but the girl gave Hannibal a look and signaled him to relax, and then Hannibal's arm holding the dagger no longer trembled, but it was held more tightly, and cold sweat began to appear on the faces of the girl and Hannibal.

The Ottoman court guard was obviously a very cautious man, and after only glancing, he saw the girl and Hannibal lying on the bed, and then quickly jumped out of the room, pulled out the pocket crossbow from his waist, and shouted inside: "Who is it?"

The girl returned unhurriedly: "We are Ottomans! This is my young master, and I am his maid!"

Immediately, the Ottoman court guard outside the door shouted: "Your Royal Highness, there are people here, but it is a girl and a noble young master!"

Soon, about fifteen Ottoman court guards armed with pocket crossbows quickly ran in to fill the already small room, instantly filled, and the pocket crossbows in their hands were all aimed at the girl sitting at the head of the bed and Hannibal lying on the bed, if the two of them made any abnormal moves, they would be shot into a sieve instantly.

After fifteen Ottoman court guards had taken complete control of the room in their own hands, the handsome Prince Cyrus walked in with graceful steps, and in his hand another handkerchief embroidered with gold thread, the room did not taste very good.

At the sight of Cyrus, the maiden stood up first and made a standard curtsy to Prince Cyrus.

"What shall I call you, handsome noble lord!"

The girl looked at Prince Cyrus with small but pure eyes, and said without a trace of nervousness, as if the fifteen pocket crossbows aimed at her did not exist.

A faint smile began to spread across Cyrus's face.

"This is our first Ottoman heir in line to the throne - His Royal Highness Prince Cyrus, you should kneel!

One of the palace guards beside Cyrus said in a majestic voice.

The girl instantly knelt on her knees and lowered her head deeply: "I wish you good health, my most honorable prince!"

Cyrus clapped his hands and motioned for the girl to stand up, and said kindly: "Although your appearance is very ordinary, your manners are really impeccable!

After the girl got up, she curtsy again, and then she stood still, and with a soft and smooth little hand, she once again lifted Hannibal's face, which felt like a lover's touch.

His Royal Highness Prince Cyrus pointed to Hannibal, who was staring at the roof without any reaction on the bed, and said, "He is your young master!"

The girl bowed slightly, "That's right! He is the son of the master of this manor, the Baron of the Fire Raven!"

Cyrus: "Then why didn't he speak, and what about his wounds?"

The girl caressed Hannibal's face again with a look of pity and said, "He's mute, and here (patting his temple) 、、、、" The girl was afraid that Hannibal's mainland lingua franca with a strong Viking accent would be ruined as soon as he spoke. The two will be killed at the first opportunity.

Cyrus understood, the young man on the bed who was already a little silly in his appearance turned out to be a mute and imbecile, which is common in aristocratic circles, because the circle of Ottoman nobles is so large, coupled with incest and other factors, often appear, all kinds of deformed offspring, his youngest brother - Prince Alfred is not an idiot?

Cyrus then asked, "Then how did you escape the raids of the Vikings? I know that the Vikings were killed by the custom of killing anyone who was taller than a wheel, and he (pointing to Hannibal on the bed) was clearly taller than a wheel!"

The girl returned without changing or hurrying: "Your Royal Highness, you should know that except for some of the people who resisted at first, the Vikings only started to kill when they were leaving! Last night, there was a Viking who tried to rape me in vain, and the quiet young master suddenly went crazy, knocked the Viking to death, and then carried me to the back woods, the Supreme God did not give him any wisdom, but gave him great strength, and we ran for half the night to escape the pursuit of the Vikings!

"Although my little master is very stupid, he is the most dedicated man I have ever met!"

The girl blushed, leaned down, and kissed Hannibal on the distracted cheek, and Hannibal trembled nervously.

When Prince Cyrus heard this, he waved his hand and motioned for the guards to lay down their weapons.

Cyrus said with a playful expression: "Hehe, the first time I became a man, I was also with my maid, but I was not as lucky as you, she was buried alive by my father's order the next day!"

As he spoke, he took a few steps forward, sat at the head of the bed, took out a bag full of rising money from his pocket and put it at the head of Hannibal's bed, looked at Hannibal, and said with a stern face: "You are a nobleman, you must look like a nobleman, use this money to run the manor left by your father!