Jobs knocked and took a big step, ran to Hannibal and knelt on the ground, quickly removed his shirt, and a pair of linen shorts that he only wore on his lower body, naked, and let the dense and intricate scars on his back and buttocks and thighs be exposed to everyone's eyes, some of these wounds have been powdered, which is a precursor to healing soon, and some are still very new, especially the brand on Jobs's buttocks, with blood scabs, but these are not the most eye-catching, the most eye-catching is the dark and shiny and huge guy under Jobs's crotchThe slave girls who were working in the fortress in an instant, including Ellie, who had been silent and melancholy behind Hannibal, were all blushing and heartbeating, and several slave girls who were waving wood to chase and hit potatoes lost their tools in distraction. The crotch of Jobs, who is two meters seven or eight tall, is directly proportional to his height, and the thickness of the guy is almost as thick as the half of the stake that Hannibal got back.

Marcus, who was concentrating on the stake in his hand, held the half of the stake up so high that it almost touched his face, squinted at Jobs's dick style, and then at the half of the stake in his hand facing his mouth.

"Phew!、、、"

With a look of disgust, he threw the stake away、、、、

Hannibal circled around Jobs and kicked him in the ass: "I want to see your injuries, I didn't let you strip naked, are you showing off your dick again?"

Jobs touched his head and pointed to the side: "Is it big? It's far worse than my husband than me!"

He was referring to the last remaining female mammoth beast、、、

The female mammoth looked at Jobs' crotch with disdain, and then began to graze complainingly、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、

Hundreds of slave girls stared at the bowl, twisted their bodies, around the bonfire, sometimes the lotus step moved lightly, sometimes the movement was fierce, and the bonfire dance, Hannibal sat firmly in the middle, Jobs and Marcus on the left and right, and then Stewart, big **, and then more than a dozen Anglo tribal patriarchs, all of whom were women, and several began to tease Jobs with the strength of wine、、、

A few Tatar barbarians closed their eyes and played the horse-head fiddle in their hands, and the tune was still in line with the loneliness and desolation of the wasteland. The braids on the back of their heads are not missing, so their current status is still that of slaves, although they will be equipped when they fight, but when they are idle, their status is no different from that of those female slaves. They all crave war.

Hannibal is undoubtedly the leading wolf, and Jobs and Marcus are his most trusted loyalists.

There was a small crisp sound, but the whole banquet was instantly quiet, and it could even be said that the atmosphere began to be a little awkward.

It was a stone wine glass that was violently thrown out and collided violently with the ground, and it can be seen that the arm strength of the person who threw the wine cup was amazing, and the fragments of the wine glass were scattered and punctured the slender calves of several slave girls dancing in the campfire.

"Why hasn't this woman been put to death yet?"

It was Alexandre Dumas who spoke, and his body was already a little shaky, and this sentence was obviously addressed to Hannibal, who was clearly referring to the prisoner of war - Elijie, who was naturally a slave trader who had plagued Alexandre Dumas's tribe, and Hannibal had vowed to wash away their hatred with blood.

The four or five slave girls in front of him, who were in charge of dancing and buying wine for their masters, were so frightened that they quickly screamed and dispersed.

"Big**!"

Hannibal didn't even look at Alexandre Dumas, who was drunk, and continued to toast each other with several patriarchs, casually reminding Da **, be optimistic about your cousin.

Da ** stood up in a panic, ran to Dumas's side and grabbed Dumas's shoulders, blinking his eyes: "Cousin, you drank too much, come and I'll serve you to go back and rest!"

"Get out of the way! I've got an explanation today!"

Alexandre Dumas roared and vigorously pushed the big ** to the ground.

This push was too violent, and the big ** was caught off guard, and was pushed out three wheels in a row, knocking over three low tables, and this banquet was half ruined.

Almost everyone stopped and looked this way, there were Hannibal's old tribes, the new barbarian slaves, the Angles, and the goblins and human slaves.

"Little Joe!"

Hannibal finally raised his eyelids this time and shouted softly, and you could hear a slight anger in his tone.

"I understand the village chief!"

Xiao Qiao quickly stood up as he spoke, pulling his arms left and right, pushing away the two slave girls in front of him who were responsible for pouring wine for him.

Pedal Pedal 、、、

"Grass mud horse!"

Little Joe leaned down, stood in front of Alexandre Dumas, who was still messing around like a child, and burst out with a slap "Grass and mud horse!" A slap on Alexandre Dumas's cheek, with so much strength that the Anglo warrior who weighed 240 pounds was also slapped and hung in the air for three weeks, and after landing, he rolled out a full five meters away.

Next time you dare to talk to the village chief like this, I'll make your skull into a crotch protector and wear it inside!"

Xiao Qiao looked at Dumas, whose right cheek was bulging fast and as high as his chest muscles, and still dropped a cruel sentence in a menacing manner.

"It's too small! hum," (This sentence is whispering to himself, and it actually has a tsundere energy.) ）

After speaking, a pair of big hands patted his buttocks to prepare, walked back, suddenly felt a slight pain in his palm, raised his hand to see, it turned out that his slap was too fierce, and one of the other party's front teeth was pierced in his hand, and it was a centimeter deep、、、

Jobs pulled it off like a thorn in the wood.

Hannibal stood up, raised his glass, and looked around, and a circle of people bowed slightly: "Everyone go on!"

After drinking the wine in the glass, several other Anglo tribal patriarchs also drew gourds in the same way, and then the sea bowl was facing down.

"In three months' time, we'll be able to eat the food grown from the corpses of our enemies as fertilizer!

As soon as Hannibal finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter.

"I promise you that not a single person will go hungry! This second winter, the birth rate of Anglo babies will be very high, and it will be one by one! The Anglo men will have to work hard to sow seeds!"

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As the center of the whole incident, Elejie always had a blank expression, kneeling behind Hannibal, helping to pass the wine and food like other slave girls, she just wanted to keep the name of her brother Satsuma, otherwise she would have been killed by Hannibal with her fierce and stubborn character.

In fact, Hannibal did not kill Elijie, and there were many people who were dissatisfied with this matter like Alexandre Dumas, but no one dared to provoke Hannibal、、、 a young barbarian who was just 15 years old.

"Lord, come on!"

Hannibal had just picked up the mare's milk wine in the bowl of the sea again, and Marcus on the side quietly pulled Hannibal's belt and whispered, Marcus looked excited, and obviously restrained, if he hadn't restrained, he would have kicked off the low table and danced with the slave girls in the campfire.

Marcus was motioning for Hannibal to come with him, and there were some secret things to discuss.

Hannibal nodded, then drank the sea bowl in his hand again, and stood up with the shoulders of the two slave girls on the left and right: "I'll go pee and pee!"

"Hehe, it seems that the village chief's kidney is not dripping!"

As soon as Jobs finished speaking, Hannibal flew over with a cowhide shoe.

Outside the revelry crowd, two figures began to move swiftly towards the silent sentry somewhere on the periphery.

"You five go have a drink, find a slave girl and shoot it!

When Hannibal's face was reflected in the campfire at the sentry, the two Anglo warriors standing guard put down their muskets.

"Yes!

"Yahoo 、、、、"

"No! Shangya Wang Ye is in charge, five bubbles of urine and one cup of drinking is enough, and one shot is a little tighter!"

"Don't you run away quickly! The prince regretted it for a while!"

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After the two Anglo warriors have run away.

"Tell me!"

Hannibal's cheeks and neck were pink, he was a little unsteady when he stood, and he had a big tongue when he spoke.

Marcus: "Which site did you get this thing from!?"

"Nonsense!"

"What the hell is this?"

"It's a stake! But it's a whole new life form, it has its own mental consciousness, and it's no different from the intelligence of us humans and other intelligent races!"

"I don't understand!"

"I can now conclude that thousands of years ago, the abandoned highlands absolutely existed a human empire with extremely strong military and technological power, which annexed one-third of the territory of the entire continent and enslaved hundreds of intelligent races, including elves, orcs, dwarves, goblins, dragons, non-native humans, etc.! But then for some reason this empire was subverted and disappeared!"

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"The technological level of that empire is so high that even the most advanced Gallic Empire will not be able to surpass it in another five hundred years!"

"Still don't understand!"

"And what are you talking about this stake?"

Marcus: "This, this is useless for the time being, it's no different from a normal stake!"

"What do you want it for? Burn it, burn it!"

With that, Hannibal snatched half of the stake from Marcus's hand and raised his hand to throw it at the campfire.

"Don't burn me, don't burn me! I'm useful, I'm useful!"

"Who's talking? The Malay next door dares to eavesdrop on the prince's conversation with me, little Qiao! Xiao Qiao! Where is the rabbit cub, screw the girl's head off for me and put it on the spear!"

"It's me!

Hannibal looked down and found that the half of the stake in his hand was a very cute baby face outside the bark, and the mouth on the baby's face was opening and closing, and he looked panicked.