Only Hannibal did not smile, touching his chin and squinting at the peeing of his pants.

Everyone around wondered, how did the lively Hannibal turn sex?

Hannibal said in the tone of an academic professor: "From the position of his urine, I can conclude that his "thing" is habitually placed on the left!"

All the Viking warriors were stunned for a moment, and then 、、、、

Hahahaha、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、

This time the laughter was miserable, and three of them fell off their horses. After falling to the ground, he still clutched his stomach and laughed wildly. They helped each other to get up.

Hannibal slapped the Viking warrior next to him again: "Brother-in-law, gamble again!"

The Viking Warrior: "、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、"

"I'm not betting on such an obvious thing!"

"They're 、、、、 kill them! We can't 、、、 carry it!"

When Hannibal and the others were only about 100 meters away from the more than 300 strong men gathered at the entrance of the village, the sabers in the hands of Hannibal's people, and the lazy but murderous eyes were also more obvious in front of them, and the farmers finally resisted the fear in their hearts, and I don't know who was the first to shout, and in an instant, the whole crowded formation exploded, and the panicked farmers rushed for their lives, wolves rushed to the pigs, and the wine barrels (farmer-style horse rejection array) at the forefront were also overturned to the ground.

"Whew~~"

Strange shouts resounded in the sky, the first to swing the saber forward in his hand was the old village chief Leo, when he saw the other party scattering and fleeing from a distance of less than 50 meters, the horse's hooves struck heavily on the dry and hard ground, and suddenly billowing smoke and dust, flying in the sky in the smoke and dust.

It was the first village that Hannibal had sacked since he joined the army. So he remembers everything that happened here very clearly、、、、、

"Don't scatter!

"There is no difference between selling the back to a barbarian on a horse and sending him to death!"

The old chief of the village seemed to have gone through a lot of things, and kept shouting, trying to stop the scattered strong men.

"Don't 、、、、"

Before the old village chief finished speaking, a Viking warrior beheaded him with a knife, and the blood spurted out of the old village chief's neck stained the Viking warrior's body and face, and half of the horse's body was red. The head of the old village chief floated in mid-air, until it landed and rolled out half a meter, and actually finished the second half of the sentence: "Disperse 、、、 open!"

Hundreds of Viking warriors scattered like wolves in the sheepfold, and the "sheep" who had just gathered in vain to resist were now left to flee and hide.

There are a few tall teenagers who are about eighteen or nineteen years old, it is estimated that they have read a lot of knight novels in their usual times, and they are just strong at this age, since they are dead on the left and right, why not fight to the death with these barbarians?

On horseback, the vicious face of the Viking warrior is clearly visible~~

"Kill!"

Several Ottoman teenagers gathered together, armed with various weapons, jumped up and shot out like lightning.

"Ah~~"

"Wow~~"

"Ahh

Amid a terrible scream, an Ottoman boy pauses in mid-air, then falls, falls into the dust, and is quickly trampled into a pulp by the horse under the crotch of the Viking warrior. The rest of them were also beheaded at the moment of jumping, and the Viking warriors sent by every household in Hannibal's village were all veterans, and they didn't dare to say that they had survived a hundred battles, and they had experienced more than ten or twenty battles. The force with which they swung their knives was just right, and with a single swing, they just cut off the connection between the heads and necks of these brave Ottoman boys, but they did not break the rough forged saber blades by the shin bones on their necks.

Several fires tumbled and tumbled in the air, falling into the haystack, and the thatched haystack burst into flames、、、、

"No! Don't !!!"

A woman who was so good-looking that she didn't have time to hide in the church floor ran out of the house, running wildly, describing the sorrow、、、、

"Hahaha!! when you say you don't want it, you'll be drunk!"

A Viking man chased after the woman with a lewd smile on his face, caught up with the woman in two steps, turned her completely sideways and carried her on his shoulder, stretched out his hand and slapped the woman's round and plump buttocks, and let out a pleasant laugh again, and the laughter was full of pride and arrogance、、、、、

"Grandpa!!"

A cute child about eight or nine years old came out of the haystack, cried and ran to an old man's side, desperately shaking the old man's flesh and blood, trying to shake the old man awake, but the old man could never wake up, just a moment ago, after the old man had just hidden his grandson in the haystack, a Viking warrior slapped his horse and killed him, and the sharp scimitar ruthlessly opened his abdomen、、、、

"Grandpa!!!

The child's cry attracted the attention of another Viking warrior, and suddenly the horse galloped in.

"!!"

The Viking warrior quickly rolled over and dismounted, and carried the child to the side of the straw-filled carriage wheel, during which the child kept waving his little fists and legs and hitting the Viking warrior, his cute look, helplessness and angry expression, which caused the Viking warrior to burst into laughter.

The Viking warrior placed the child next to the wheel, pushed it so hard that the child stood up straight in an instant, and then slashed down the top of the wheel with his saber in his hand.

Yikes!

The Saber in the Viking's hand slashed at the wheels, taking away a few strands of blonde hair from the child's head.

The Viking warrior nodded to himself, put away his saber, put his hands on the child's shoulders, leaned down and said with a smile: "Child, you are very lucky, your height is only slightly higher than the wheel, we Vikings never kill children who are short and short on wheels!"

As he spoke, he leaned his face forward: "Son, remember this face, and when I grow up, the Vikings will come to me for revenge! I am the Black Flag Warrior - Hannibal!"

Hannibal jumped on his horse and drew his saber again to find his next target.

The boy who had been spared by Hannibal had tears in his eyes, his expression gradually distorted, his clenched little fists trembling incessantly, his nails digging deep into the flesh.

The top of Hannibal's head that had been cut off by Hannibal's knife also began to bleed, and Hannibal's knife still cut off a lot of his scalp, this lovely child, staring at Hannibal's back like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.

"Lao Tzu fought with you!"

A good-looking strong man who saw his wife crawling out of the room naked and dejected, (the Viking warrior had broken her two hamstrings for convenience) picked up a stake and swept a Viking warrior off his horse, and was about to smash the Viking warrior's head with a stick, and two sharp sabers pierced him in the back at the same time.

The galloping war horse drove the saber and slashed through the majestic body of the strong man.In the blood splash, the strong man's body spun violently, and he fell to the ground, and there was red blood pouring out from under his body, and his bright and sharp eyes dimmed in an instant、、、 his face was facing his wife, this strong man, the farmer who cursed the nobles in the field just now.

This scene has been playing out for hundreds of years, once the Huns, and now 、、、、 the Vikings!

This qiē, in the eyes of Hannibal, who is a barbarian, is a matter of course, the weak are to be killed and plundered, when did the wolf and the eagle in the wasteland reason with the rabbit and the elk.

The woman who had broken her hamstring crawled step by step towards her husband's body.

"Yo! this girl looks good, I'll try the taste!"

Seeing this woman's hands stretched out with difficulty, she was about to touch her husband.

Another Viking warrior rode by, saw the woman's pretty face, quickly reined in the reins, jumped off the horse, picked up the woman again, and walked towards the house.

As he walked, he looked at Hannibal and said with a simple smile: "I'm done, the next you!

Somehow, the Viking warrior passed by Hannibal with the woman in his arms, and Hannibal faintly heard a weak but unusually firm voice: "Kill me!"

The voice was small and weak, and it was supposed to have come from the woman whose hamstrings had been severed.

Hannibal frowned and looked at the woman, who was also looking at Hannibal with a smile.

"Kill me!"

Hannibal could only judge from the shape of the woman's mouth this time! It was still a smiling face, and Hannibal judged that his tone was pleading.

"Kill me!"

Driven by these words, Hannibal drew the dagger from his waist and threw it at the woman's head.

Poof!

"Eh, why are you out of breath? Who did this? Lao Tzu is not happy, let me rape the corpse?????"

The Viking warrior who was holding the woman in his arms suddenly felt that the beauty in his arms had no reaction at all, and when he held it in his hand, he saw that there was a dagger in the middle of his forehead, and the dagger cut deep into it, almost without a handle. This force is not light, and what is even more strange is that the beauty in his arms actually has a comfortable smile、、、、

"Little mud, you're so 、、、 angry with me! Aren't you just cutting in line, aren't you?"

When the Viking warrior saw the dagger scabbard in Hannibal's hand, he instantly understood, and pounced on Hannibal like a mad tiger.

The other two Viking warriors rushed to stop them.

"Forget it, it's just a woman!"

"Little mud! It's still small! You let him do it!"

The Viking warrior was still angry, and his eyes widened to pounce on Hannibal.

Completely ignoring the other, Hannibal calmly walked up to the woman who was smiling to death, pulled his dagger from her forehead, wiped the blood and brains from the dagger on her chest, and remembered the way he had just crawled towards her husband's corpse.

"She's a good woman!"

Hannibal said quietly, bent down, pulled the woman's eyes down and blinded her, then unfastened his cloak and threw himself on the woman's naked body.

Leaving behind the three stunned Viking warriors, they continued to kill.

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