Cyrus said with a playful expression: "Hehe, the first time I became a man, I was also with my maid, but I was not as lucky as you, she was buried alive by my father's order the next day!"

As he spoke, he took a few steps forward, sat at the head of the bed, took out a bag full of rising money from his pocket and put it at the head of Hannibal's bed, looked at Hannibal, and said with a stern face: "You are a nobleman, you must look like a nobleman, use this money to run the manor left by your father!

At this moment, Cyrus would never have imagined that the silly-looking young man in front of him would invade his land and subvert his dynasty with an army of millions in the future, and his relatives and even himself would become slaves of this young man、、、、、、、 (sorry for my spoilers!i'm-sorry!)

If God gave him another chance, he would kill this young man the moment he entered this manor, kill him completely, and kill him at a great cost.

At that moment, two terrible neighing of horses were heard outside the house、、、、 followed by a burst of shouts.

"Found those two damn barbarians!"

"Oops, they're running back!"

"Chase, chase, chase!"

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Prince Cyrus. Hearing the sound outside, he quickly got up, looked at Hannibal on the bed and the girl standing on the side, and bowed slightly: "I wish you happiness!"

After speaking, he took fifteen Ottoman court guards and strode out of the door!

Soon in the sound of the whips, it was clear that all the Ottoman cavalry had left, chasing the two Viking horses that had been deeply caught in the tail of the horse, and were galloping in pain. The words just now and the use of two fragile wooden sticks to support the mouse trap, so that the mouse trap delayed the eruption, has achieved the effect of delay, quickly shaved off Hannibal's pigtails, did not let Hannibal speak, and so on, this girl actually only took three seconds、、、、、 three seconds to think.

What a thoughtful girl this is、、、、

At the moment when Prince Cyrus led the pursuing force away, the whole manor fell silent again, except for the crows, who cried merrily at the discovery of a large amount of food.

The girl fell to the ground in an instant, the blood on his dress, which was already dry, and at this moment, he thought that he was too frightened, and was wet again with cold sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.

Hannibal is the same, the difference is that Hannibal's cold sweat is the blood that constantly flows from the wound.

The girl's limbs were numb from excessive nervousness, and at this moment she turned her head elegantly with a cold expression, and looked at Hannibal: "I owe you all the money!"

Hannibal nodded vigorously. Then you have to struggle to get up.

Girl: "Don't move yet, I'll go find some wound medicine, it will take at least half an hour for them to catch up with those two sore war horses, let's bandage the wounds on your body first, and then leave quickly, they will rush back as soon as they find out that they have been fooled!"

Hannibal waved his hand and said weakly: "No, it will take at least ten minutes for you to spread medicine and bandage, and with my method, five minutes will do!"

The girl grew her mouth: "You mean, light a fire, and then seal the wound with a red-hot iron tool!"

Hannibal grinned, not knowing if it was from the pain of the wound, or if he had been lying down for too long and cramping.

Outside the door there was a half-burned bonfire, which could be lit with a slight touch, and it was left behind by Hannibal and a hundred Viking warriors, and Hannibal was the only one alive at the moment.

Hannibal took the burning, red-hot dagger that the maiden had handed him, and ironed it directly into the wounds of the three arrows on his shoulder、、、、、

With a burst of sizzling sounds of flesh being fried in a pan, Hannibal's wound began to mist, a symbol of the heat of the red-hot dagger itself.

The girl turned her head, not daring to look at this extremely bloody scene.

Hannibal had a wooden stick in his mouth, which Hannibal had bitten off from it.

Hannibal returned the dagger to the maiden, which had lost its heat and had dried human fat and blood.

The girl took the dagger in Hannibal's hand, and then handed another red-hot dagger to Hannibal, who did not hesitate in the slightest, but only roughly wiped the sweat from his face.

Woohoo、、、、、、、、、、、

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The constitution of all barbarians can be described as brutes, and the long-term use of dairy products and meat not only makes them taller than the Westerners, but also has greater strength than them, and even their endurance will be much stronger than theirs.

After Hannibal had ironed all the wounds on his body one by one like ironing his clothes, he poured a few sips of mare's milk wine hidden under the bed, and although he could not run around at will, he could still walk, and the maiden brought Hannibal some clothes from the time of his death, and Hannibal put them on.

The girl watched Hannibal put on one by one, aristocratic clothes in front of her, and Hannibal's iron pimple muscles made the girl blush for half a second, and her heart beat faster.

Hannibal got dressed and walked back and forth a few times, the wounds on his body were still hot and painful, but they no longer bled out, this is a good thing, blood represents energy and vitality, at least his own energy and vitality are no longer lost. Then the chances of survival increase a lot.

The girl greeted Hannibal with a smile and gently arranged his collar for him: "Let's part here!"

Hannibal was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, the girl is very smart, although she is strong, and her force is stronger than her, but at this moment she is injured, and I believe that the speed of escape will not be faster than this girl. The main thing is that having lost the war horse at the moment, she will only be a burden, and the maiden has made it clear that she owes Hannibal all the money, and she is not obliged to take care of herself anymore.

The girl said this, Hannibal did not have a trace of loss and sadness, the Vikings were like this, others owed me the oath to get it back, but even more hated to owe favors. Without herself, the chances of the girl surviving will increase a lot.

"Good!"

Although the girl was young, she was a vigorous and thoughtful master, and she herself changed into a clean dress.

"Give this to me for self-defense!"

As she spoke, the girl took out Hannibal's serpentine dagger and raised it!

Hannibal's entire armament consisted of armor, a Viking symbol of the horned helmet, a shield, and two one-handed swords tied to the corpse that had been carried away by the "White Snake", and at this moment Hannibal was left with only one musket, projectiles and gunpowder, three daggers, and this serpentine dagger!

Hannibal opened his mouth again and smiled wildly: "Of course!"

For some reason, the girl's heart beat faster every time this barbarian smiled with such a silly but strong male hormone, and the smile of this rude barbarian at least seemed safer than all the men in this country. The girl was a little entangled at this time, whether she should be separated from him.

"Good luck then!"

While the girl was thinking, Hannibal left the room and stood about 50 meters outside the door and waved at him with a stupid laugh. After speaking, he slowly left by himself.

Girl: "、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、"

"Why so fast? Have I been thinking about it for a long time?"

Like a frightened (fertilized) old fox, after leaving the manor, Hannibal slept during the day and went out at night to forage for food, and occasionally caught a living creature and did not dare to make a fire. Fortunately, Hannibal never likes to eat overcooked meat, and medium-rare is his favorite, but this is very different from drinking blood, which is eaten raw. At first, Hannibal was very unaccustomed to it, the smell of blood was extremely disgusting, but the next day, he forced himself to eat it, because of the injury, he bled a lot, and his body was in need of energy at the moment.

Hannibal was holding a skinned rabbit with its gray fur hanging aside, and Hannibal was gnawing at the rabbit's neck, his mouth full of flesh and blood, making a sound of teeth and muscle fibers rubbing against each other.

There was a good quality dagger stuck in the ground, and the blood stains on it proved that this rabbit was a very healthy and energetic rabbit.

Despite eating, Hannibal's eyes kept looking around, and his choice of squatting position was also very practical, allowing him to move suddenly from all directions. Dodge the sudden onset of arrows.

Hannibal, who is about 1.8 meters tall, eats an astonishing amount of food, and this half-sized rabbit can only fill less than half of his appetite.

Soon, under the friction of Hannibal's two tiger teeth, the rabbit turned into a white bone with blood and a little bit of broken flesh.

Hannibal took the whole rabbit skin and wiped it all over his face, there was no water nearby, and Hannibal was thirsty.

Raising his head and looking at the full moon in the sky, his heart began to be confused.

Hannibal was just a small man, and if he died, the only people he would cry for him would be Lydia, who was not his own sister, and his aunt, and as for the old man, he would probably only be sad that he had not fulfilled his promise to his father.

Now Hannibal has only a few limited options, one is to find a place to hide and become a wild man, two to pretend to be dumb, to find a closed village, and to live the rest of his life, three to find a way to contact the large army, and four to find a way to smuggle back to the Vikings himself.

After a little thought, Hannibal directly denied the fourth, not to mention that now the border line has been strictly guarded by the army, even if he smuggles back, it is a coward and a coward in the eyes of the Vikings, and he will never want to raise his head in the Vikings for the rest of his life.

The first one is also denied, then the second and third are left!

The second Hannibal didn't want to do it either, it was too bland, it wasn't his character!

In the end, there was only the third rule left - to contact the large army, but the contact method was only known to Leo, the old village chief who had been reduced to minced meat and believed that he was rotten at the moment、、、、、、、