Hannibal then turned to Stewart and said, "Take care of the farms, don't do heavy work! Leave only the women and children, what we urgently need now is the problem of livestock and equipment!"

Stewart nodded vigorously: "Lord Wang!"

But then he frowned and said, "Then they have to eat and, they can't do it without a pot!"

Hannibal: "Distribute the rest of the old people, women, and children equally to every Anglo family as slaves, and we don't need them to make food, we will do the rationing system!

"But, my lord, we Anglos will not be anyone's slaves, nor will we treat anyone as slaves!

It was Hannibal's big ** who was munching on the pig's head meat next to him, wiping a handful of lard on his face with his hand, and said with a smile.

"Yes, my lord!"

The other Anglos also stood up one after another, looking at Hannibal in agreement, don't look at them all smiling honestly, but in their hearts they are very resistant to Hannibal's slavery, this is a race with a low average IQ but extremely stubborn and stubborn, and it is difficult to change what they recognize!

Hannibal was in a dilemma, looking around at the Anglo warriors who disagreed with his approach, muttered, "This 、、、"

Suddenly, Hannibal slapped his thigh, spread his hands, and said to the Anglos: "You can think of it this way, these are my slaves, not yours, and have nothing to do with you, and you are my loyal servants and guards, and you are only responsible for helping me to watch over them and supervise them to do their jobs well, it makes sense!"

Big ** used his limited IQ to think for a while and said blankly: "Hey、、、 it seems to be like that, since that's the case, then I'll take them back, and if you don't work hard, I'll smoke them!"

"It makes sense to do this, it's the slave of the prince, not ours, and it's not a violation of the ancestral system!"

"Yes, yes, the slave belongs to the prince, and we are only responsible for taking care of it!"

"Sensei nonsense, eat!!"

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Hannibal wiped the sweat from his forehead, sometimes fools are actually more difficult to control than normal people, normal people's values are normal, and foolish ghosts know what they are thinking, and it is possible to break something big for some inexplicable reason.

When Hannibal had just finished nibbling on three chicken butts and one chicken leg, the "eldest sons" who were responsible for cleaning the iron tools also completed the task, and countless iron pots and other iron tools were gathered together.

"Lord Wang! I'm done searching, and I didn't even leave a nail clipper according to your orders!"

Stuart went to check it out, then stood in front of Hannibal and replied.

Hannibal threw him a roasted chicken leg and said in disbelief: "I haven't found a single gold coin???"

Stewart nibbled on the chicken leg and couldn't deny it: "That's right, not even a single gold slag!"

Hannibal said in his heart: Impossible, such a large tribe, and perennial raids of caravans and adventurers, a big son is not there??

"Which of you is the leader?

Hannibal glanced at Stewart, who was almost 40 years old, and had brushed shoulders with death several times, but he was a good man, very good at reading words and feelings. Hannibal glared at him, and Stewart immediately shouted at the goblins.

"Hurry up and stand up yourself! Don't bother us princes!"

"Damn, do you want to die??"

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The "eldest sons" who surrounded the goblins also pumped the air with their horsewhips, making a terrifying crackling sound and shouting viciously.

"I am the patriarch of my tribe, Howard, and I wish you a good day, my most honorable lord!"

The goblin crowd consciously made a way, and a goblin about 60 years old who was full of wrinkles and wore silk pajamas walked out like a moon. Although this goblin said very flatteringly, his expression when he looked at Hannibal was very reserved and calm, it can be said that there was still a trace of arrogance, he was very clean, and he was refreshing.

Hannibal swallowed hard and stared at Howard's silk pajamas: Damn! I'll pick it up in a while! Wash it, I have to make a silk panties!

After Hannibal became the head of the village, he didn't have time to save enough money to buy some silk to wear, and he went to this realm that was more desolate than the wasteland to develop, you must know that it was a status symbol, Hannibal from the first time he saw the old village chief Leo who had died in battle, and he had been thinking about it, which almost became Hannibal's highest ideal for a period of time.

Hannibal was really afraid that he would change the other party's silk nightgown into underwear, and when he put it on, he would be tempted to pull off his belt and say to whomever he wanted, "Silk!"

"Come forward and talk back!"

Stewart craned his neck and yelled.

"Old man, you see that this is all the time, you are a slave when you sit down, and you simply take out your savings over the years, and save your pain and my brother will also suffer (torture)!"

Howard had just walked up to Hannibal with his slow and old steps, and Hannibal said in a low and gentle voice.

"Hehe, young and noble lord, you are really good at enlightening people, not at all like the barbarians of the wasteland!"

Howard smiled faintly and said as he looked at Hannibal in disgrace.

"I can tell you where we have the treasure, and you must promise me one thing!"

Hannibal squinted: "Tell me first!"

Howard pointed to a young goblin who had three similarities in appearance among the thirteen,000 adult male goblins singled out: "That's my son, my only son, and I pray that you don't sell him to the slave traders, even if you keep him with you to do your work!"

The corners of Hannibal's mouth rose slightly, and he smiled, and at the same time, he pulled a dagger from his waist.

Howard's face turned pale with fright instantly, and he knew he was going to be executed.

"Take it! Go and cut the rope that binds your son, and pick 1,000 muskets that are good at shooting!"

Hannibal slapped the dagger into Howard's hand, still smiling.

"You—You're not kidding, are you?"

Howard looked at the dagger in his hand and said with a questioning expression.

Hannibal: "Whoever has time to joke with you, these 1,000 people will be my musket team in the future, but they don't have to go to the battlefield, and they can live with their families, do farm work when they are busy, and let them be responsible for teaching my Anglo warriors to use muskets in their spare time, each of them is responsible for 12 Anglo warriors, and they must be taught within two months, and if they can't be taught, I will continue to sell him!"

Howard opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time, this rough-looking barbarian actually had such a meticulous thinking!

"Bunnies, go and get two muskets, one long and one short, and learn how to use them for me in two months?"

Hannibal shouted to the many Anglo warriors who had eaten and drunk enough to sit together and gossip.

"Lord, that thing, I, we can't learn it, and besides, that thing doesn't have a spear, and it has to be loaded with gunpowder, and it has to be 、、、."

The first to jump out, it was the big ** next to Hannibal who was grinding and chirping.

Before he could finish speaking, Hannibal kicked him in the ass and kicked him back with the words he had said.

"No more nonsense, I'll chop you into seven parts, and use the smallest part to make soup and aphrodisiac!"

Hannibal kicked the big ** in the ass again and said fiercely.

Da Hang scratched his head and looked at Stewart blankly: "What do you mean??"

Stewart made a knife with his hands, making a cut on his neck, two elbow sockets, the sides of his thighs, and his crotch. It means that the prince will cut you into seven parts and stew the soup with the smallest crotch.

Da Hang seemed to understand, and hurriedly hugged Hannibal's thigh and shouted: "Lord, I am wrong, don't stew my head!!!"

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Stewart was stunned for a moment, and then said to himself, "Damn! I forgot that his ** is bigger than his face!"

More than 10,000 Anglo warriors fed and cooperated, obediently went to the loot pile, jumped each with two daggers (goblin short swords, but the length can only be considered a dagger for an Anglo with a height of two meters), one long and one short two muskets, pinned a short one to the waist, and a long one diagonally inserted into the back, and then distributed gunpowder and projectiles!

The rude and ignorant Anglo warrior when he first got the dagger was the same as the big **, and he wiped it clean with vigor and then carefully put it in his arms, the Anglos have never been equipped with metal equipment since ancient times.

"Look at all of you turtles who have never seen the world!"

Da Hang stood in the pile of Anglo warriors and shouted at the top of his voice, and after shouting, he carefully took out the dagger that Hannibal had given him this morning, and the dagger in his hand was of much better quality and workmanship than that of other Anglo warriors.

"This is a reward from the prince! look at the many better ones than yours, right?"

The other Anglo warriors looked at the dagger in Dahang's hand with a look of humility, and then looked at their own, and they all put back the dagger they had received.

Surrounded Hannibal, he stretched out his two dirty hands and said confidently, "I want it too!"

"Can't be partial!

Hannibal: "、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、"

Gritted his teeth and said to Stewart: "I'll castrate that girl in a while!"

Stewart: "Do you need to cut it into seven pieces??"

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Howard took 1,000 goblins and brought twelve large chests to Hannibal: "Lord Wang!

As he spoke, Howard waved his hand, and twelve large boxes were opened at the same time.

Hannibal drooled and craned his neck to look at it, and was disappointed, it was all gold and silverware, and most of the twelve chests were only half full, and silver accounted for a large part. There were only two or three vessels set with very small diamonds.

Hannibal made a rough estimate in his heart, at most 50,000 gold coins, and then put aside the commission of Hehe and the black market merchants to huàn, it would be good to have 40,000!

Howard looked at Hannibal's disappointed face, and hurriedly explained: "Lord, there is no way that this is the most barren part of the abandoned highlands, it's good to have these, this is all that my grandfather has accumulated since then!"

"Within a radius of five hundred miles, other goblin tribes can't even take out a tenth of these!"

Hannibal waved his hand: "I know! I know! Don't worry, our barbarians will spit on a stake all the way, and they won't break their promise!"