Chapter 40: Purgatory
Hannibal pointed to the 200 men who had been selected behind the three men to fight the most bravely: "You are all centurions of men and women, and you can find a mile of territory for yourself, and each of you will be rewarded with 200 sheep, 10 oxen, 1 camel, and 100 slaves!"
As he spoke, Hannibal slowly took a red-hot soldering iron from the stove beside him: "Phew,"
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Hannibal's saliva was instantly burned by the red-hot soldering iron tip.
"Now come up and receive your brand, this is the glory I have bestowed upon you!"
The first to come up was Stewart's three commanders, each of whom received a saber and double-edged axe that symbolized the identity of the commander, Stewart's was branded on his arm, the big ** was branded on his chest, and Jobs asked for γγγ
"Village chief, I know what it means to be low-key, you can brand me this!"
In front of nearly 100,000 people, Jobs took off his pants and exposed his swarthy ass, shaking at Hannibal.
Ai Lijie, who was standing in the slave pile, instantly overflowed with saliva, and many female slaves beside him also blushed and heartbeat!
Hannibal kicked Jobs in the ass with a helpless face, and then pressed the brand on Jobs' right buttocks.
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There is a difference between the branding of the 200 centurions, the Anglo warriors get the brand with two double-edged axes, the Viking warriors get two sabre crosses, and the four Anglo female soldiers get a shield and a double-edged axe cross,
After Hannibal finished branding the last centurion, he threw the soldering iron back into the coal-burned stove, and picked up half of the roasted brown sweet potato from the stove.
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Tossing from side to side a few times, breaking from it, sitting on the edge of the city wall while eating, dangling his legs: "It's time to talk about you now!"
Hannibal refers to those who have not been rewarded, including the barbarians of the wasteland who have just been exchanged by Hannibal for goblin slaves and bandits.
"Now you all have 100 braids on the back of your heads, I will personally cut off a braid for you when you kill an enemy, and those who kill 20 enemies will receive a set of plate armor and more sophisticated weapons, and get a brand, and those who kill 50 enemies will be given one mile of the centurion's territory, and when the braids on the back of your heads are cut off, it will be a thousand households, and the territory will be five miles. Comb the braid from the new, and cut the still alive Feng Wanhu Hou again, there are not many opportunities on a first-come, first-served basis!"
"As for you, those compatriots I just exchanged for Westerners and goblin slaves, although I am from the same wasteland as you and believe in the supreme god of war, I can't let you be treated the same as my servants who have been born and died with me as soon as you join, so your status is still slaves, and you still have to do rough and dirty work, but I also give you a chance, you have to comb 100 braids, kill 20 enemies and get rid of slavery, kill 50 enemies and get rid of slavery and get a set of plate armor and more sophisticated weapons and get branded, and kill 100 enemies to seal the centurion territory for one mile and become an official member of the eldest or second son regimentFight anew, kill 100 more enemies and become a commander alive!"
Hannibal didn't care about the image and nibbled on the sweet potato in his hand twice: "Think about it, this is a good deal!"
"Also, those who cut off their braids without permission will be killed! I will send someone to record it!"
"Get your equipment!!Whoever obtains the brand will receive plate armor and better weapons!"
"The newcomers! Those who can make mare's milk wine, stand up by themselves! Those with special talents also stand up! The prince has a reward!"
Stewart looked at this group of newcomers with dishes, these slaves that Hannibal had just changed all looked depressed, although they were tall, they were generally very thin, neither in terms of momentum nor appearance, they did not look like the barbarians of the wasteland at all, I think they had not eaten enough after falling into the hands of slave traders or buyers, you must know that not every slave owner and nobleman made the slaves like the Vikings could afford to eat meat, but their eyes revealed a strong flame of hope, for the fire of getting rid of their own and their family's slave status, this is the fire ignited by Hannibal's words just now and the system of rewards for killing enemies that can quickly take effect, killing every enemy on the battlefield, one step closer to freedomγγγγ
"I can carve!"
"I know how to build, but I'm just a junior architect, and I can only build simple buildings out of stone~"
"I can make mare's milk wine, it was taught to me by my grandmother, the ancient method of brewing, the mare's milk wine is absolutely strong and sweet!"
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Hundreds of barbarians of the wasteland who claimed to have special talents (as I will call them in the future, otherwise it would be too much chaos!) surrounded Stewart.
Stewart was overwhelmed by the crowd almost instantly, and all that could be seen was his arms raised in the air, and his shouts of order were desperate to maintain order.
"Come one by one! don't drag me!"
"Malay next door! If you drag me, drag me, why are you dragging!"
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"You said you could carve ??"
The barbarian who had just shouted that he could carve was stunned, someone was patting him on the shoulder, and when he turned around, he saw a young man in blood-colored chain mail looking at him with a smile.
"Yes, Lord Wang!"
Although he was far away from Hannibal just now, it was obvious that this barbarian had good eyesight, and he recognized this young man as his current master at a glance.
"You have good eyesight, you were standing in the back row just now!"
Hannibal continued, pulling out a cigar, lighting it himself, and giving another one to the other.
"Heredity, my father is the famous "Eagle Eye" of our tribe! I am a Tatar, we are good at riding and shooting, this is the blood! heheγγγ"
The barbarian was not polite, took the cigar handed by Hannibal, ran to the side and bent down, lit it in an extremely obscene gesture, and ran back with a simple smile.
"Then γγγ statue of the god of war, can you carve it?"
"Lord Wang, you have to tell me specificallyγγγ there are three forms of the God of War statue in folklore, one is to drive a charioteer pulled by two dragons and hold a battle axe, the second is to ride a horse and hold a long sword, and the third is to stand on the ground and throw a spear, I can't do the first one, and your current economic foundation can't get such a huge and flat stone, I can carve out the second and third kinds!"
"Then I want the second one, how long will you be able to carve it?"
"If you give me a full set of tools, three weeks!"
"Very good, I'll go to the black market to buy tools for you, and if you carve a statue of the god of war for me within a month, I will let you and your family become free people directly!"
"Thank you, thank you!"
In the southern part of the continent, the strongest of the seven elven kingdoms, there is a huge rift in time and space near Mount Florence on the east side of the Mayan Empire, which leads directly to purgatory, which is feared by people and gods.
In the summer of 809 in the Dream Relic Continent, the three demon lords of Purgatory led an army of nearly 700,000 purgatory, and directly crossed the rift in time and space to come to the Dream Relic Continent.
At that time, the pattern of the continent was still undecided, and all the creatures on the continent were still fighting for space and resources, especially human beings, and almost no country was neutral, and there was no family that was not conscripted. There was civil strife, strife, and wartime everywhere.
At that time, the pope of the Holy See and the high priest of the temple (the temple was very strong at that time), and at the same time saw the crisis on the mainland, and sent more than 100 messengers to demand that all countries of all ethnic groups and ethnic groups on the mainland stop the war and unite with the outside world, otherwise they would join forces to send all the armies of the two religions to carry out a military operation against this country that is no different from exterminating the infidels.
There is no doubt how far-sighted the pope and the high priest were at that time, and the situation at that time, if it was soft, I believe that no belligerent country would listen, it is better to come directly to the hard, and there was really no time at that time.
More than 100 countries and tribes sent their most elite troops, and the Mayan Empire gathered in the territory of more than 5 million continental coalition troops.
In that battle, the Continental Coalition lost more than 1.7 million, but the Purgatory Army only lost 300,000.
When he was about to retreat, one of the demon lords stood on the mountain of Florence, blocking the continental alliance forces, and letting his troops and the other two demon lords withdraw to purgatory in an orderly manner, in front of him were the corpses of thousands of the continent's elite troops, including humans, dwarves, elves, orcs and other intelligent species, and there was not a single trace of blood and dust on his body. A bored and contemptuous smile was maintained from beginning to end.
When all the armies except himself had returned to Purgatory, the Demon Lord had taken a look at the world he had come to for the first time but liked very much, and one of them said in a very magnetic and grand voice: "I don't know how many creatures of your plane are there, and what ridiculous names they will be called? β
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"I am only ranked seventeenth among the rulers of that plane, and we still have an army of more than 100 million in Purgatory!"
"This invasion is just a temptation, and the next time we come, it will be your end!"
I don't know how he learned the continental lingua franca, although it was still a little jerky, but the continental alliance forces in the entire valley still heard it clearly, every soldier, every general, and even a few continental kings and popes and high priests present, not only were they frightened, but the army of more than 100 million people, plus these demon lords whose strength was close to that of demigods,γγγγγγ
After the demon lord finished speaking, he looked at the reactions of everyone below, and seemed to be very satisfied with the effect of his words, and shook off his hair and spotless blood-colored cloak extremely handsomely, and turned around suddenly, but he was tripped to the ground by a stone under his feet, and plunged his head into a large pile of manure drawn by a war horse!
"I'll definitely be back!"
After getting up, he said, and returned to his own world with a foul smell.
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