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Hannibal established the First Nations policy after he established himself in the abandoned highlands, and he used soft subduing the Anglos, giving them food and livestock the necessary protection, and using strong power against goblins and dwarves, Hannibal wanted to squeeze them as much as possible, so that they all became slaves, and farmed and grazed their own land.

Hannibal exchanged a thousand sheep and a promise for the allegiance of 3,000 strong Anglo warriors, who promised him that he and his family would never starve.

The first step -- to clean them and clothe them in warm clothes -- cost Hannibal more than 6,500 gold coins! In winter, cotton clothes are especially expensive.

Step 2 - Training, in one day Marcus performed "primary enlightenment" on 300 Viking warriors, so that 303 of Hannibal's men (plus Jobs) knew the Anglo language and could command coordinated operations, that day was a day that Marcus would never forget, and he swore that he would never use this magic again in his life, because when he heard the word enlightenment, he wanted to vomit.

300 Viking warriors, each responsible for the training of 10 Angles, do not seek to make them like the Viking warriors in an orderly manner, with tacit understanding, as long as they can launch a fierce attack according to the goals given by the Viking warriors.

The third step - equip them, now Hannibal can be bothered, after seeing the power of the Ottoman infantry multi-arm combat together, Hannibal wants to work in that direction, but he does not have the matching equipment, let alone the iron armor and all-metal shields of the hoplites, he even has the metal head and wood-handled spear of the spearmen. Also, these Angles were strong enough, but like Jobs, they couldn't shoot arrows! They hunted mainly with their legs and spears! Eventually, Hannibal gave each of them a wooden shield and, and 、、、、 and the stone hammer they were already using (Hannibal blushed). Second, Hannibal did not have any talent around him who could train them to fight together.

The team has been formed, and there must be a name!

Hannibal waved his hand: "Stepson!"

The Anglo warriors all exclaimed: "Oh yes! It turns out that we were raised by our stepmothers! No wonder the equipment is so poor?

Under Marcus's supervision, the first crop of sweet potatoes and potatoes was buried in the icy ground by groups of Anglo women and children, who were unbelievably 1.8 meters tall and had thick fluff on their bodies.

The decapitated Anglo warrior snickered every day, and his wife said that he was super sexy after shaving!!

Now Hannibal took Jobs around the various Anglo tribes, and took Jobs because one of the Anglo warriors casually said: "According to the Anglo aesthetics, the squint-eyed giant - Jobs is the most beautiful man among the beautiful men!" and the Anglos are a matrilineal clan society, and most of the patriarchs of the family are women, so Jobs has to sacrifice when 、、、、necessary.

Hannibal had already made a plan in his mind, and when spring began and the first grain was harvested, he would attack the dwarves and goblins. Hannibal was going to follow their example, too, and to do the slave trade!

The height of the Anglo men is generally between two meters and two meters, and the height of the women is between one meter seven and five to one meter eighty-five, which is related to the environment in which they live for a long time, and the gravity of the abandoned highlands is less, so the species here, including goblin dwarves and orcs, are slightly taller than the outside world.

After a period of contact with Hannibal, he also found that these Angles also believed in the god of war, but they were too backward to build a temple with a stone statue of the god of war, and instead they were filled with interesting cave paintings. They prayed daily to the portrait of the god of war in the cave. This reassured Hannibal of their loyalty, as they swore allegiance to themselves in the name of the god of war, allowing them to come and go freely in and out of the fortress every day to train and receive supplies for the winter.

Although the Anglos are not very intelligent, they are very honest and committed like the barbarians of the wasteland, speak like Jobs, and occasionally have a very lame and cautious eye.

Many things happened in the winter of this year, starting with the first heir to the Viking Empire, Prince Naloulai, who married Princess Aurora of the Turkic Empire.

The king of the Huns, the illegitimate son of the gods, the whip of the god of war, Attila defeated the rebellion of his younger brother the prince of Huercha in one fell swoop in the royal court of the Huns, and tens of thousands of corpses were scattered around the court of the Huns, and Hulca only led more than 1,000 people to flee to the desert country in the west, and three days later, seven of the nine sons and three daughters of Huercha who were taller than the wheels were beheaded, and the rest were reduced to slaves. As many as 500,000 nobles and Hun civilians were implicated, half of whom were reduced to slaves, and half were killed.

Byzantium finally took the initiative to negotiate peace with the Gallic Empire, and the two sides signed the Treaty of Fornia, in which the Gallic Empire took out the alchemical scientific and technological achievements that caused the dispute to be shared with Byzantium, and Byzantium compensated the Gallic Empire with 3 million gold coins for the war reparations.

The end of March 1099 in the Dream Relic Continent Calendar!

The most barren part of the Abandoned Highlands, somewhere inside a fortress!

Hannibal picked up the water bag and poured a sip of wine into his mouth, his brows were furrowed, the water bag was not mare's milk wine for a long time, the mare's milk wine was short as the end of February, Hannibal's kettle was filled with cheap western cider, which was slightly sweet like mare's milk wine, but it was full of astringency, and the alcohol content was not as high as mare's milk wine, and it was described as "not as strong as horse pee!"

"Little Joe, go and find out how many livestock there are!"

Jobs, who was sitting next to Hannibal and buttoned his toenails, took a big stride out of the large dormitory covered with coal smoke and cow dung.

"Village chief, except for two mammoths, 30 camels and war horses, there are only 43 sheep and one cow left to eat!"

Jobs went back and reported in less than a minute, Jobs could only count to 99, and after a hundred he wouldn't count, he could come back so quickly Hannibal had already guessed this result!

"No! It's 42 sheep! Someone just erected one!" Jobs sniffed hard in mid-air.

After speaking, he turned around and ran out desperately: "Ya, leave me some!"

Hannibal looked at Jobs' back and then looked at Marcus on the side: "Little pony, how much money do we have?"

Marcus put the money bag on his waist down, and said lightly: "Less than 800!"

Hannibal poured another sip of astringent cider. He frowned and raised his neck vigorously before swallowing.

At this time, even the abandoned highlands, which are known for their harsh climate, have begun to warm up into autumn, and Tohannibal's blessing is that this winter, not a single Anglian died of hunger within five hundred miles of Fangyuan, and not a single Anglian tribe was harassed by goblins or other tribes who survived the winter by plundering. After such a blissful winter for the Angles, their loyalty to Hannibal increased again, almost as if they were gods.

But the problem also comes, there is still at least a month and a half before the first wave of potato harvest, and Hannibal is now out of money and food, and he will kill the war horse long ago if he continues like this!

Hannibal, as a descendant of nomads, this is the last thing he wants to see. And once the food supply is cut off, Hannibal will break his promise to the Angles! Hannibal can't afford it!

"How many stepsons are there?"

Marcus smiled and shook his head: "The leader of the stepson group is Xiao Qiao, you ask me??"

Hannibal got up and walked to the door of the big dormitory, and lifted the curtain: "Little Joe, get out of here!"

Holding the back half of a whole sheep, Jobs knocked over three Viking warriors and two Anglo warriors left and right, and ran towards Hannibal while gnawing on his mouth: "I'm here!"

"Here, the village chief, leave you the sheep eggs! Eat that and make up for that!"

Jobs gnawed on the sheep's buttocks, and a pair of greasy hands pinched the two bloodshot sheep testicles in his hands, smirking and reaching out to Hannibal!

Hannibal took two roasted half-cooked sheep testicles, held one in his hand, and threw the other directly into his mouth, chewing like a hard-boiled egg: "Hiss、、、 smell is so big! But it's really enjoyable! Hiss, I ask you how many people are in your stepson??!

Jobs stretched out his fingers and pulled for a long time: "One, two, three, four、、、"

Hannibal looked at his stupidity, and he was angry and was about to take his ass.

"Twelve thousand eight hundred and seventy-seven!"

Jobs quickly revealed an accurate number!

Hannibal: "、、、、"

"Aren't you only going to count to 99?"

Jobs cracked his mouth and smiled: "I can gather them together, find someone to help me count, and tell me after counting, I can memorize it like a text, I'm not stupid!

Hannibal: "、、、、、、、、、、、、、、"

"Blow the trumpet!"

Woo、、、 woo、、、、、、、、、、、、、

Jobs took off the huge horn from his waist and puffed out his cheeks to blow hard.

Hannibal's 3,000 Viking warriors assembled in front of Hannibal in less than a minute, divided into two parts, the 1,500-strong group on the left and the 1,500-person group on the right. There was a gap of 100 meters between the two regiments! The right hand clenched into fists in unison across the chest, and although the equipment was strange, it could be seen that their extraordinary combat strength could be seen by the ability and speed of the assembly without the slightest drag.

There was a sparse running, panicked footsteps, invective with a very heavy dialect, pushing and shoving each other, standing in the wrong position and accusing each other, and even a dozen scuffles.