A hot land, and its name is the African continent. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the northern part of the African continent, near the Mediterranean Sea, there is a country called Carthage.

That is, the country that was abused as a dog by Rome, when passing through the city of Carthage, Ma Xiaoming and the three of them were all taken aback, because they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

Logically speaking, the defeated country should be very bleak, but looking at the majestic city in front of Rome, and the city in the city is more prosperous than Rome, it is hard to believe that this is Carthage.

Perhaps because of the defeat, the section of the city wall at the gate had been demolished, the road had become quite wide, and the soldiers defending the city were chatting nearby, and they would only cheer up and collect when someone passed by.

After paying the entrance fee, the three of them entered the city smoothly.

"Brother Sima, why did you say that no one came out to greet us this time?" The slightly chubby young man suddenly asked this question, which made Ma Xiaoming stunned.

Ma Xiaoming rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "Do you think we are really that worthy of others' attention? Whether it is Rome or Carthage, there are quite a few A-level plot powerhouses, although Carthage was beaten badly by Rome, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, how can you worry about us making trouble?"

"Didn't the Roman Inquisitor greet us before?" muttered the chubby young man. You must know that Rome is so much stronger than Carthage, and it is polite and courteous to them, but now in comparison, Carthage does not care about it, and this gap is very uncomfortable.

"Alas, don't you see that Scipio is the one who wants to recruit us personally? His position in Rome is also precarious, when there is Carthage as an enemy, Scipio can cover the sky with one hand, and now that the war has been over for a few years, his power has been greatly limited, so he urgently needs to replenish his strength, so that he can have more say. Ma Xiaoming explained.

As for Carthage, all the overseas territories have been lost, and the navy has a few ships left to guard against pirates, and its ambition has long been lost, although there are indeed many A-class masters, but the city defense should not be so lax.

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Carthage, night.

"Sofitel fled, Sofitel fled......" A loud shout spread throughout the night sky above the city of Carthage, and the originally dark city of Carthage gradually lit up with dots of fire, which was the torches lit by the soldiers in the city, and there were seven or eight powerful breaths rising into the sky, sweeping around the entire city of Carthage, as if to sense something.

The firelight gradually merged into a long dragon and snaked towards the outside of the city. Ma Xiaoming and the others in the hotel were also alarmed by the commotion, and after lighting the lamp, they checked what was happening outside.

Walking to the bottom of the hotel, the small living room was crowded with guests at this time, and it was obviously not only Ma Xiaoming and the three of them who were alarmed. Although Carthage was also peaceful for several years, the shadow of war still shrouded the city of Carthage, as soon as there was a disturbance, the people in the city were fine, and the nerves of outsiders could not help but tense up, they only came to Carthage to do business, and it was not worth it to die in Carthage in vain.

Ma Xiaoming and the three of them came to the most marginal corner, there was only a small table here, and a person wearing a hooded cloak sat at the table, although there was an oil lamp on the table, but the corner was still very dim, if it weren't for Ma Xiaoming's three people's eyes, maybe they wouldn't have found this place.

"Dude, it's good to share a table. The chubby young man stepped forward to discuss with the hooded man, and the hooded man did not answer immediately, but took a slender wooden stick and flicked the wick of the oil lamp, I don't know what kind of animal fat the lamp oil fluctuated a few times, and then calmed down again, and the light was on for a moment and then dimmed again, and the corner of the inn was even darker.

"You're welcome, just sit down. The hooded man's voice was low and rough, exuding the hardness of rock.

"Dude, who are those people outside the city shouting 'Sophie'?" the chubby young man was very curious, "Is it a prisoner or something?"

"Hehe......" the hooded man let out an incomprehensible laugh, "Sophie is not a prisoner, he is the honorific title of the consul." ”

The chubby young man was stunned, what is the situation? Sofitet is the consul, so why did he run away? It's too strange, isn't it? Before the chubby young man could continue to ask, the next words of the hooded man made Ma Xiaoming and the three of them suddenly realize.

"There are two Sulphites in the city of Carthage. ”

Well, now everything is clear, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, unless there is a male and a female. However, things are more cruel than this, involving power struggles, and it is common for husbands and wives to turn their faces.

The escaped Sufitel had lost the war with Rome, and when he returned, he launched reforms, hoping to preserve the last vestiges of strength for the city of Carthage, but it only aroused the fear of Rome, and Rome now demanded this Sufitel from the city of Carthage, and the other nobles in the city were almost unable to resist the pressure of the other party. The Hooded Man was overwhelmed by this.

"I'm afraid, it's not that Rome is afraid to flee, but ......" Ma Xiaoming looked at the hooded man in front of him, although the other party's entire face was covered in the hood, but under Ma Xiaoming's induction, his true face had been completely exposed, "It's that your reform has harmed the interests of the nobles in the city!"

The chubby young man and the second sister were shocked.

"Do you think I'm right?" Ma Xiaoming continued to stare at the hooded man, although it was a question sentence, but his tone was full of affirmation, "General Hannibal!"

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The corner of the inn.

The corner where the hooded man and Ma Xiaoming were seemed to be isolated from the whole world at this time, although they were chatting, but the other guests on the first floor of the hotel didn't hear them at all, obviously they were talking loudly, and the content of the conversation was also extremely sensitive, but no one paid attention to them.

The chubby young man was amazed, only the second sister understood that I am afraid this is a special use of the field, and Ma Xiaoming should also know it very well, otherwise it would be impossible to take them directly to find the person in front of them.

This was a Carthaginian hero, but now he is a fugitive.

Hannibal!

"I know every battle formation-level powerhouse in Carthage City, and I was confident that I would hide it from all of them, and then leave here quietly, but I didn't expect to meet you outsiders. The hooded man slowly lifted his hood, revealing a face of incomparable vicissitudes, and every beard on his chin seemed to be full of bitterness, "Sure enough, God doesn't bless me." (To be continued.) )