Hannibal turned a blind eye to this, he grew up in the wasteland, he was in the company of all kinds of fierce beasts since he was a child, if they didn't come to provoke Lao Tzu, it would be okay if they dared to come, Lao Tzu would take them to heal, at this time Hannibal had left Marcus's cave for a while, and on the way he cut a jackal that did not have long eyes, and the one on his arm, in order to save the "two forces" The minor wounds that were scratched out had healed, and there were no scars left, but Hannibal's thighs and shoulders were not light or serious wounds, and there was no sign of healing, and they were still very painful, and they were heart-rending without moving, and Hannibal just endured it. At this moment, Hannibal wished that the green stuff would pounce on him.

Hannibal pouted, stretched out his middle finger at the jackals, tigers, leopards and other things in the bushes, and spun around!

Whining

This very provocative gesture caused them to slowly retreat and hide into the woods.

Hannibal was quite proud and jumped twice happily、、、、

hiss

The throbbing touched the wound, and Hannibal immediately crouched on the ground to cover the wound.

Wait! What's that? A Viking! That's right! Horned Helmet, it's a Viking, but how can he have so familiar equipment? And the horses under him are so familiar, so thin, and so on!

Hannibal rubbed his eyes, it was the "White Snake"!

That's right, the very thin white snake that the old man chose for him, the knight on his back was a trainee knight in the manor of the Fire Raven Baron, and all the equipment on his body was Hannibal's!

At this moment, the "White Snake" was eating grass by himself, completely ignoring Hannibal!

The alert Hannibal quickly hid behind a large tree and observed his surroundings. After making sure that there was no ambush, he trotted all the way to the "White Snake"!

Double-click!

Hannibal used the dagger in his hand to tie the apprentice knight to the saddle, cut it, and helped him down!

He began to pick up his equipment, first by taking off his armor and putting it on, by hanging his shield, and by putting his two one-handed swords on his back! Then Hannibal carefully tied his "ambitious gentleman" to his waist! There were only four of a dozen daggers left! There were muskets and gunpowder bags of projectiles!

After doing this, Hannibal dragged the corpse into the grove, in order not to leave a trace, Hannibal took out a dagger on the corpse again, and stabbed a few times, this knight has been dead for a few days, but it is autumn so the rot is not strict, Hannibal stabbed a few times, and still shed a lot of black blood that has been semi-coagulated!

Hannibal believed that there would be all sorts of scavengers to take care of the aftermath!

After doing this qiē, Hannibal went to hug the neck of the "White Snake" and kissed him violently, I don't know if it was Hannibal's dazzled or what's going on, he obviously saw the disgust revealed by the "White Snake" horse's face (expression) for his action, is it so humane?

The "White Snake" shook his neck impatiently and shook off Hannibal, and continued to bend his head to graze!

"Are you despising me?"

The grazing body of the "White Snake" began to tremble, as if it was caused by trying to endure snickering!

The 160,000 Viking warriors who were gathering west of Goethe did not know that they had been locked at this moment, and groups of Viking warriors from villages and even entire tribes had fallen into the trap laid by the Ottomans!

After cracking the Vikings' contact information and code, Prince Cyrus deployed a heavy army near the city of Song, and they kept hunting down the small groups of Viking warriors who had gathered in groups of 5,000 to 10,000 people!

In just three days, at least 40,000 Viking warriors were killed, and almost every piece of land in the wasteland around the tiny Goethetown is buried with incomplete corpses of Viking warriors after their battles.

In order to prevent the sniper Viking warriors from sending information, each Ottoman hunting team was also equipped with three to five griffins, which were able to kill the Hai Dongqing they released in the air at the first time.

So I know that now, there are still groups of Viking warriors who don't know the situation, like moths rushing to a campfire, unaware of their fate and the danger ahead.

At this moment, about 170 kilometers to the east from Goethe, another group of about 2,000 Viking warriors who received orders to assemble were sealed into their pockets!

They were surrounded by a phalanx of 10,000 Ottomanes, five times the number of Vikings.

Prince Cyrus, dressed in a splendid costume, held a goblin monocular, and looked at the two sides that had already begun to fight on the opposite side, and under him were a dozen or so Ottoman soldiers stacking Arhats and building a human watchtower.

"Another big fish in the net!"

Speaking of Prince Cyrus, because of his overexcitement, his feet stomped heavily on the hands of the Ottoman soldiers who were stepping on his feet!

Prince Cyrus looked down at the soldier with a feminine smile and said, "I'm sorry!

The soldier was sweating profusely, obviously struggling, but more nervous, and stammered: "I 、、、、 my honor!

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However, it seems that this big fish in the mouth of Cyrus is a piranha, their combat effectiveness is very strong, and their equipment is also very good, this is obviously not an ordinary Viking raiding force, they are also very well equipped, after being surrounded, only one cavalry charge caused chaos in the entire encircled Ottoman phalanx. The hoplites of the first layer were trampled to death by their horses, and the encirclement that was tightening suddenly expanded outward a lot. It flicked outwards like a rubber band.

Prince Cyrus, who was watching the battle from the human watchtower, couldn't help frowning, turned his head and glared at the middle-aged general behind him, and asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter? Is the other party too strong, or are our Ottoman soldiers all waste? Or maybe I'm dazzled! Five! Five! Five times the number of soldiers were almost killed by them!"

The middle-aged general didn't dare to look at Cyrus, and replied in a low voice: "Your Royal Highness, this group of Vikings is different from the other Vikings encountered in the past few days, their combat effectiveness is very strong!"

"Different?"

Cyrus snorted, not knowing whether he believed the other party's explanation or did not believe it at all.

"Why don't you ......," the middle-aged general asked tentatively, "Let the other sniper force come for reinforcements!"

"No!"

Cyrus said confidently and coldly, "Although I can now be sure that there is a marquis of ten thousand households and even a banner lord in this team of Vikings!"

The middle-aged general was dumbfounded, and the cold sweat on his face fell wildly.

Prince Cyrus guessed right, and there is a banner owner in the 2,000 Viking warrior pile, the hyena banner owner, Akmund!

The 2,000 Viking warriors in the encirclement are divided into four teams, each team of 400 people, taking turns to charge to prevent the encirclement from shrinking, and the remaining more than 100 people stop in place, the horses and armor and the flesh and blood of the Viking warriors form a protective line, and in the center is the hyena flag owner - Akmund.

Akmund is the youngest of all the banner owners, only 25 years old, he just inherited his father who died in battle last year and became the banner master, as mentioned earlier, most of the barbarians in the wasteland are young son inheritance law, all the titles and wealth of the hereditary nobles will be passed on to his youngest son! Akmund is the youngest son of his father's previous hyena banner owner, and he has just inherited all of his father's qiē, titles, and even women (many nomads in history, this has happened, after the death of the king, his son ascends the throne, the concubines of the first king, the new king who has just registered can continue to use, this is very common in nomads, is true!).

Akmund is a weirdo, he doesn't like Lori like Hannibal, but he has no resistance to the sexy and ripe maidens, his father's three concubines who are eleven years older than him, after he tasted it, he never wanted to leave his big tent, the skills of those three concubines are too good! From Akmund's accession to the throne to the receipt of the summoning order to fight, in just four days, he actually lost six catties, which is the real three catties of meat squeezed out of two catties of oil、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、

Young Akmund, one meter ninety-two tall, as his father's youngest and most beloved son, he has been pampered since he was a child, has a whiter and tender face than almost all Vikings, no beard, and it is appropriate to describe it with a face like a crown of jade, how do you look like a Viking species, except for the dark patch on his chest, chest hair!

Akmund was very handsome and famously lustful, but he was very bloodthirsty and belligerent, he liked to rush to the forefront and slash, and he was also very talented in fighting, and he was good at using the scythe (a weapon slightly shorter than a spear, with a combination of a scythe and a spear at the top, which could be chopped and stabbed, but it was difficult to master), and at the age of fourteen, few of the thousands of battle-hardened guards in his clan could walk a few rounds in his hands, but he had little patience, he was tired of anything, and his temperament was lazy!

Akmund, who was protected by layers, yawned, and at this moment he wanted to pounce and slash happily, but his identity, he was now the banner master with the lives of nearly 100,000 compatriots on his back.

Knowing this, he persuaded his father to give this Laoshzi banner master to the second brother, he really wanted to be it!

Akmund yawned again, thinking resentfully.

"Interesting. Akmund tucked his chin and whispered to himself, "It's a bit of an interesting fight." ”

"I have a feeling!" (pointing to where Cyrus is holding a telescope) There are two viper-like eyes staring at us, and I feel a little chill in my back!"

That being said, Akmund had a faint smile.

After speaking, he looked left and right and said, "We still have a few Haidongqing!"

"My lord, there are 8 more!"

"Okay! Leave only one, let the others out, and say that the news of our assembly west of Goethe-Stadt has leaked! There is no need to rush to death! It is their task to continue to fight separately, to plunder and destroy!"

Akmund still didn't look awake.

"Yes, sir!"