Chapter 9 I want to **ten

Heinrich also fell to the ground and shouted with white foam in his mouth: "I want ten grass!" (from Donnie Yen Dan Ye asked "I want to beat ten!")

Hannibal was in the cave at the moment, probably because the wind blew all the way just now, Hannibal was a little sober, he shook his head, and looked at the strange scene in front of him in Jobs's arms, he didn't know anything about it, but it was actually established after he was ambushed, and Hannibal didn't know at all.

"What kind of creatures are these dwarfs?"

Hannibal patted Jobs on the head, and Jobs half-knelt on the ground and placed Hannibal on the ground. Hannibal looked left and right at these strange races with thick legs and huge eyes.

"Lord, they are hobbits, skilled in jewelry forging and cooking, a race that has been extinct on the mainland, and they were built by you while you were recuperating in the temple!"

Marcus introduced Hannibal.

Hannibal stumbled and almost fell, and Jobs hurriedly pressed a finger against Hannibal's butt groove.

Like a kangaroo, Hannibal stumbled to a hobbit who was wholeheartedly making zuΓ² jewelry.

The artwork and jewelry made by the hobbits are very strange, even if they are imitated by humans, they do not have that strange aura, which is why they sell so well.

"Lord, we want to grow, develop the army, buy livestock, all of this needs money, this will be our economic pillar in the future, although it is not yet mature!"

Marcus followed Hannibal back and forth, accosting him a conversation.

Hannibal slammed his mouth: "If you don't have money, you will rob it, and if you don't have herding animals, you will take slaves and exchange them!"

Marcus smiled: "That's not a long-term solution! No matter how many slaves there are, there will be a day of grabbing and playing, and robbing us will be risky and lossy! I believe you don't want to see the army you have worked so hard to bring out and equip be damaged, right?"

Hannibal's eyes became clearer and clearer: "How many weapons and armor can I change?"

Marcus: "A lot!"

Hannibal was about to say something with a happy face, when the big tree with metallic branches and leaves began to wilt and shrink little by little, and gradually turned into a barbarian child in a thong, this is what Hannibal recognized as his godson, the "artificial alchemical war lifeform"--little mud. I didn't see that Xiao Mu's height had not changed for a few days, but his originally thin hair had become extremely luxuriant, shiny, and like Hannibal, he had raised small braids the thickness of his thumb and floated at random on the back of his head.

The little mud slammed into Hannibal's arms: "Daddy!" The strength of the foot almost knocked Hannibal down, and the young and strong Hannibal felt as if he had been hit in the chest by a yak.

Hannibal grabbed the flesh at the back of the little mud's neck, picked it up like a kitten, and hung it high in front of his eyes (like he didn't do it like a puppy he raised when he was a child?) Hannibal slapped his other hand on the little mud's buttocks, and just about to say something, the little mud opened his small mouth, revealing a pair of small tiger teeth, bit Hannibal's wrist again, and sucked Hannibal's blood with strong alcohol.

The little mud shook from side to side a few times, and in a few seconds when Marcus and the others were stunned, he fainted.

In the past few days, the man-made war lifeform, Little Mud, has been digging up the mineral deposits under the high ground by himself, saying that he is digging and eating it himself as soon as he finds it, but in fact, he can now produce battle dwarves! However, from his point of view, Marcus thinks that the hobbit is worth more people, after all, the weapons and armor made by the dwarves can be bought with money, and they can all be bought, but the art and jewelry made by hobbits are indeed the only one in the entire continent.

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The Xiongnu Empire evolved from a small race of nomads, who for nearly a hundred years continued to annex and assimilate other surrounding nomads, a process that was full of words that were not enough to describe blood, and the territory is now the second largest in the wasteland, after the Vikings.

With a population of 80 million (only civilian slaves are not recorded), an army of 3 million to 4.5 million can be summoned at any time, in addition to a colony in the southern jungle, which is a conquered elf empire that can recruit an army of 300,000 elves at any time, and there is a desert human colony close to the desert, which can recruit no less than 500,000 troops. The colony had been conquered just a month earlier, and at the moment a splendid procession like a hungry python was heading.

In the middle of the team is a huge chariot towed by 100 horses and 15 tropical elephants, the chariot is made of metal as a whole, and a huge cyan tent is on it, and the tent is surrounded by eight ballistas, the whole chariot is about ten meters long and nearly eight meters wide, and the weight cannot be estimated for the time being, but it is just a one-person palace, and there is only one person living in it, and there is not even a retinue of guards.

With an emaciated and yellowish face, a beard from sideburns to his chin, and a leopard-like sharp look, he is the king of the Huns, Attila, the saber, and the big single in German. Compared with the mace, he is much thinner and more introverted, unlike Da Shan Yu at a glance, just like a wild beast, Attila is very introverted and cautious, which is related to his upbringing, in fact, I know that so far, Attila has not been truly happy, the lack of care in his childhood, including family and friendship and other aspects of spiritual sustenance, because from parents to brothers to subordinate generals and strategists, along the way, there is no one who can make Attila really trust.

A man's lack in one area will desperately take possession of another area, and this is the case with Attila, who killed his youngest seven younger brothers, and became the youngest prince, ascending to the throne at the age of 31, expanding the territory of the Huns by nearly a third, yes, he was vain, Attila tried in vain to conquer a wise creature he saw and knew, and he tried in vain to be adored by all. If he had the strength, he would even conquer Purgatory, turning the demons of Purgatory into his slaves, and making them kneel to him under the living volcano that was originally theirs. But he was lonely、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、 Attila himself knew that he would be alone even if he conquered the continent and then Purgatory and all the other known territories、、、、、、、、、、、、

Around Attila's chariot, in a concave shape, distributed with white people with shackles but no imprints on their faces, very strange, they are all dressed brightly, their faces are clean and tidy, and they wear a variety of costumes and races, there are westerners, barbarians and desert humans, and at first glance they are great nobles, elves, dwarves, orcs, each of them is indeed a slave or a prisoner, but each of them is extremely healthy, it seems that Attila has raised them well、、、、、、、、、

The purpose of Attila's trip was to the newly conquered center of the desert colony, and he went there in person, first, to declare sovereignty, and second, to demonstrate military power to deter the colony.

"Treacherous cavalry" Attila also brought the Huns' ace troop on this trip, the treacherous cavalry is not actually a race of the Hun Empire, it is an evolution of a humanoid race that cannot find the origin at all, and it also belongs to a small nomadic race, this race was trained by Attila after the conquest of Attila, this race was humiliated and discriminated against in the wasteland, and was displaced for nearly a century and a half, and found a sense of belonging in Attila, who was respected by them as "Titi" , It means that the father is the same king, the treacherous cavalry is covered with a long black giant bear hair all the year round, and there is heavy armor inside, and the face cannot be seen, it is very mysterious, and the people who have survived the fight with them say that each treacherous cavalry is actually a beast tamer who can recruit no less than five tigers, leopards and bears and other fierce beasts at any time, because everyone in this race is born with an affinity with these fierce animals, the equipment of the treacherous cavalry is unknown, the number is unknown, some people say that it is not less than 100,000.

Naturally, Attila gave the best equipment to this group of most trustworthy soldiers, but it is unknown why they wear heavy bear skins all year round, and they do not even take off when they reach a desert country known for its heat.

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Covered with thorn-like scales, almost exactly the same color as the yellow sand, there is no better camouflage, the lizards in the desert, buried under the dunes, waiting for the opportunity to devour the prey that approaches, you can eat a bite for months without eating, in fact, sometimes the more complex and developed the brain, the more troubles and desires you have.

Attila's chariot first stopped in this piece of yellow sand, joking that such a large chariot could not enter the city.

With an army of nearly 800,000 Huns, the entire Long Snake team stopped. Several slaves who had been working hard because they had not been able to drink water for a long time suddenly fell to the ground because of the momentary stagnation, and it is estimated that they could no longer get up. Their duties in the army were the same as cattle, sheep and horses.

The welcoming procession outside the city was bustling, at least on the surface. Flowers and maidens are indispensable, and the music 、、、、、 is a well-known Arabic tune. It's just that the welcoming procession outside the city has been shouting for about three bubbles of urine to dry, and there is still no movement on the chariot. It makes the atmosphere look extremely awkward.