Jobs and Stuart played rock-paper-scissors, lost several times in a row, probably in a hurry, and accidentally made a move that could scare more than 300 people on the opposite side, he pulled out the two-handed sword at his waist easily and quickly with one hand, and pretended to cut it down at Stewart: "Don't go out slowly!

The Gallic adventure team on the opposite side saw it really, yes, the squint-eyed sweat who was about two meters tall and seven or eight meters tall, easily holding a two-handed sword in one hand, was threatening his companions, and his saliva was splashing、、、、、、、、

"That's enough, let's play and cut you both into seven portions, and use the smallest one to make soup、、、、、、、、、、、、、、"

Hannibal sat in a more comfortable position, tilted his feet to the side and cursed.

Anyone can see that Hannibal dares to do a double robbery (robbery of wealth and color) here, and naturally he has some family background, this very fashionably dressed barbarian, just playing with the Gallic adventure team opposite.

The team on the opposite side really stopped quickly, and after more than thirty seconds of whispered discussion, a handsome, tall old gentleman of about 50 years old with ten heavy cavalry, walked towards Hannibal, his face did not have a trace of panic, very calm, it seemed that he was an old Jianghu who had experienced a lot of things, but he estimated that no one dared to make up his mind in the abandoned highlands for an expedition of this size, he thought that even tens of thousands of goblins were not enough to shake his adventure team, the number of people was not important, the key was his team equipment and overall quality. 150 well-trained heavy cavalry, 150 infantry who can form a phalanx and cooperate tacitly. There are also two magicians, plus four of the most elite "tidal warriors" of the Gallic Empire. The leader of the Gallic adventurers, Ratche, thought so.

"The Lord of the Barbarians. I apologize to you in advance, maybe this is your territory, and we passed by without knowing it. Don't you mind!"

Ratchet came to Hannibal for a distance, stopped his horse first, and walked to Hannibal alone, this man was very thoughtful, and did not ride the horse directly in front of Hannibal, in that case, it is estimated that Hannibal raised his hand directly. Jobs' trident flew over、、、、、、、、、、

Rage also politely called not Hannibal a barbarian, but a barbarian, a man of an extremely delicate mind. Do things in a measured way. He is very good at playing to his strengths and avoiding weaknesses, and uses his own advantages to touch the enemy's weaknesses、、、、、、、、

Hannibal gasped: "Hey、、、、、、、、 why are you so listening!"

Hannibal stood up and stretched, tilting his head and spitting at random.

"Behold, though I am a barbarian. But it's not unreasonable. You tell me that it costs a lot of money to raise such a helper who can eat meat and drink. Especially this kid 、、、、、、、、 still eat 、、、、、 Nyima (Saying that, Hannibal turned to Jobs, who took out a roast leg of lamb out of nowhere, and gnawed on it, and took off his boots and slapped his face. ）”

Hannibal walked up to Lachey with one foot, and Hannibal clearly saw Lache staring at Hannibal without boots, who hadn't washed for a long time, the black oily mud on his heels, and the muscles on his face twitched vigorously、、、、、、、、

Hannibal walked slowly to Lachey with one bare foot, probably feeling that his foot was a little itchy, and scratched the mud between his fingernails. Then the hand casually rested on Ratche's shoulder.

"You said that this realm should be maintained, right, and the intricate relationships around this place should be maintained, right? It's all money, and it's not easy for me! Otherwise, you say you've been so peaceful all the way, right?"

Out of the corner of his eye, Rage peeked at the hand that Hannibal had just finished picking at his foot and was resting on his shoulder、、、、、、、、、、

"Yes, yes, it's not easy, it's not easy!"

"Little Joe, give me the boots!"

Boom! Little Joe threw his boot over and hit Hannibal in the back of the head.

Hannibal put on his boots with the back of his head and made a big mouth twitch at Jobs, who pretended not to see it, bowed his head and drew circles on his toes.

"In this way, you see, it's not easy for you to come here, I also know that you must have found a ruin of a large scale inside, and there must be no less things in it, so that each person will have 3,000 gold coins for tolls, and half of the armor, weapons, and war horses will be left, just like that, it's not easy!"

Hannibal looked like the big brother let the younger brother take advantage, and relieved the tone and expression of the younger brother.

"Let that chick stay with me for another night!"

It was Rihanna who spoke, and she suddenly appeared behind Hannibal at some point, said an extremely innocent-looking western woman in the Gallic adventure party.

Hannibal squinted and looked, the woman Rihanna pointed to, with big golden wavy curly hair, skin like mutton fat, almost no flaws, very transparent, about one meter six or eight tall, this height is petite in the eyes of barbarians, huge breasts, and sharp-eyed Hannibal saw at a glance that it was a bamboo shoot type, although the jujube red mage robe with silver trim was wide, but it was difficult to cover her delicate body, holding a snow-white staff in her hand, after being pointed at by Rihanna, she looked shocked, and then hung her head shyly.

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After successfully defeating the Tatars, the city began his second construction, and the two countries that had been fighting for sovereignty over the city's high taxes could not be cheeky to return.

At the gate of the city, hundreds of cows, strong and powerful four hooves, kept stepping on the ground, stirring up dust, but they could not affect the boulders blocking the city gate、、、、、、、、、、

The whip dipped in sewage left striking scars on the back of the ox, like wind marks on the sand dunes, and the loud sound of the whip resounded throughout the city, as if to warn them of who kept them alive and who made them reborn.

These stones, bricks, and logs are easy to clean, but what to do with the countless dead bodies piled up outside the city, seeing that the weather is getting hotter and hotter, if it is not cleaned up in time, it is likely to cause a plague.

Fortunately, the city walls and all the important facilities in the city have been almost lost, the water source has been reorganized, and now there are tens of thousands of Wood family soldiers (yes, these are Wood's private troops now, and they are very loyal. Carrying buckets and brushes, they cleaned up the blood stains on the city walls, and they cleaned up, playing with each other, yes, there is nothing happier than the rest of their lives, a soldier stopped what he was doing, sat on the ground and looked up at the strong sun, showing a simple smile.

Originally a slave, a Westerner, his ancestral home could not be traced, he was sold to the city of Tauntland, and it happened that the Tatars wanted to slaughter the city, and it was he who was the first to receive the bread distributed by Eastwood、、、、、、

Being a slave will not be happy, he is naturally not happy to be killed by the Tatars, now he doesn't have to do both, so his eyes looking at the sun are full of positivity, positive energy, and gratitude, people are like this, the bigger your ambition, the more unhappy, the more tired, like the Hun king Attila, even if he agrees to the whole wasteland, what can he do, he will not be too happy, but this soldier, only need to meet him two points, one life, two freedom, he is very satisfied、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、、

"Hey, what are you thinking?"

"Get to work!"

The companion next to him poked him and said that everyone here worked hard and spontaneously.

"Don't take down the bricks and tiles that have been raised in the city, find craftsmen to strengthen them, so that they fit in with the original city walls, and as for the city center council, it must be completed within a month, and the houses can not be repaired for the time being!"

Eastwood still wears his black cloak in the city, and if someone pretends to be him one day and gives orders to the people below, except for the "silencer" and a few high-ranking officers, it is estimated that the others can only judge whether it is him by their voice and demeanor.

At this moment, Eastwood was discussing with several high-ranking officers who had been slave owners in the pavilion, and the "silencer" could not speak, so he had to wait for tea and water.

Eastwood put his right hand in the center of a city map on the stone table, and tapped vigorously: "This is it, it must be completed for me within a month!"

"Yes, Lord Wood, we're going to finish it without sleeping!"

The streets around the pavilion are also full of busy figures, and they are all about to start anew、、、、、、

"One more thing!"

As the senior officers were about to leave, Eastwood said with a slight rise in the corners of his mouth.

The words kept the senior officers in place, and each of them twisted their necks back and looked at Eastwood, the man he had sworn to serve wholeheartedly、、、、、、

"In the future, Xiluo City will still be in the slave business, but I think it's 、、、、、、、、、"

Eastwood said with a sudden pause.

"It's not big enough!"

"That's right! our slave business isn't big enough!"

As he spoke, Eastwood patted the "Silencer" on his left shoulder, and the two "Silencers" swooped out a drawing, which was the drawing of a building, a building that looked extremely magnificent from the drawing, several times larger than the parliament in the city center.

Several senior officers craned their necks and looked over, and one of them reached out in vain to touch him, but was slapped on the hand by Eastwood and beaten back、、、、、、、

"This is 、、、、、、、 this is 、、、、、、、、 gladiatorial arena!"

One of the senior officers suddenly said excitedly. (To be continued......)