Lin Fan was not angry about this because of a wall evacuation. Neither Zhigewei nor Zhuquewei had any experience in attacking the tough situation. Moreover, the other party was not an ordinary tribe, which could drive birds of prey, and there was a tribe of Hundred Caves hidden in the dark.

Zhiming is not good at solving combat problems: "King of Han, what should I do now?"

"I have been staying in Luocheng for a long time and I have gained a lot of weight. I went out to have a breath of wind." Lin Fan returned to his seat, picked up his pen and wrote, Zhiming said in confusion: "Did the King of Han want to go to the east bank in person, why do you still have to write a letter?"

Lin Fan chuckled: "I really just went over to blow the wind. Bailing and the others got this letter, it doesn't matter whether I am here or not."

Lin Fan's rude appearance made Zhiming's inner admiration deeper. "The King of Han is resourceful. I wonder if I need my company for this trip?"

"Do you have free time? You should stay in Luocheng to study more? You can read the books I have written. You are very important to Luocheng." Lin Fan's sentence made Zhiming, who was over thirty years old, burst into tears.

"Knowing that destiny will not disappoint the King of Han!"

The city lord was frustrated on the east coast, and the news that the King of Han was going to the east coast quickly spread in Luocheng. The reserve team and some city guards were excited. This was an opportunity.

The crescent moon hangs in the night sky, "In the early morning, I would like to ask the King of Han on behalf of everyone. I don't want to be a skin hunter forever!" The iron fist was hammered on the table, and the oil lamp was almost overturned by him.

"That's right, there are thousands of people in Luocheng. There are at least 700 strong men like us. We only have all the strength. Apart from occasionally working for craftsmen, we can only rely on hunting to earn copper coins."

"It's worth it if I can go out to fight with the King of Han this time!"

The man in the lead raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. He took out a white cloth and a pottery bowl. The dagger cut his palm, and bright red blood dripped into the bowl. The others cut their hands when they saw this.

In the early morning, a young man who temporarily acted as the head of the Ministry of Revenue was instructing people to carry the wooden box onto the sled car. More than 40 sled carts in Luocheng were all out, and slave wolves were not enough, so some horses could only be put on the top.

Lin Fan woke up and before he could take over the hot cloth from Chunxia's hand, he heard the Guards report: "King of Han, dozens of people kneeling outside the door."

"Um?"

"Bang!" The guard bent over and shook the thing in his hand. Lin Fan saw the bloody word "War" written on the white cloth, "They said that if they could not shed blood for the Han Dynasty, they would rather die in the wilderness!"

Blood book?

This behavior is undoubtedly forcing the King of Han to agree. During the tribal period, it is to question the authority of the leader. Even the two girls in Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter understand this truth. Are those people really not afraid of death?

Lin Fan did not reveal any emotions. He calmly took the hot cloth to wash his face. Chun Xia carefully served Lin Fan to put on his clothes, "What are you still holding up? Are you not sore in your hands?" Lin Fan's words made Guard breathless. The tone of the Han King seemed to be angry.

"Crack--"

Lin Fan pushed open the door and saw dozens of strong men kneeling on the ground. There were still many people watching not far away. If the road in front of the yard was not wide enough, there would definitely be thousands of people watching the fun.

Don’t worry about lack of weight but not unevenness.

In the past, being able to hide safely in a cave to eat and drink, and avoid wild animals was the excitement of people's dream of living. Now they have seen a more gorgeous picture of life, and pursuing beauty is a normal reaction for human beings.

Zhiming hurriedly ran over: "King of Han..."

Lin Fan reached out to interrupt him: "I know what I know."

He pulled out the Zhenhe Sword and walked towards the person kneeling in the front row. The sword was unsheathed, and the morning light shone on the sharp blade and emitted a cold light. The King of Han walked towards the man step by step, and the people around him instantly held their breath.

Is the King of Han going to kill someone?

The person in the front row was the first man who dripped blood last night. He saw the King of Han coming with murderous aura, his pupils shrank slightly, and his heart was beating wildly. Could it be that the King of Han really wanted to kill himself directly regardless of the feelings of the people?

The people watching from afar all widened their eyes, "It's over, the King of Han is angry."

At this moment, the air seemed to solidify the painting. Only Lin Fan walked slowly in the painting. The person kneeling behind the face was pale. Some people even shook and wanted to stand up, but found that their bodies had long been frozen.

The long sword fell on the man's shoulder, "Who taught you how to write a blood book?"

The man could not feel any emotion in the tone of the King of Han, "I thought of it myself when I returned to the King of Han!"

"Hmph, the idea is good, but you have considered your behavior to question me. Are you not afraid of death?" Lin Fan said coldly, the sword in his hand moved slightly to the right, and the man felt the chill of the sword on his cheek.

He endured his fear: "The King of Han created the word "dream" in Luocheng, and contributed to the Han Kingdom and the King of Han, and created a better life for his family. This is our dream!"

"What a dream." Lin Fan shouted loudly, scaring the man's body trembled, "But it shouldn't be the reason why you knelt at the gate of our yard together."

These passionate men suddenly became dim and felt regretful in their hearts. This behavior would indeed violate the dignity of the King of Han.

"Thinking of your first crime, in order to punish your fault, the leader will whip ten times and the other five times!"

When they began to regret, Lin Fan shouted again: "After the whipping, we will be organized into the expedition team and make up for the merits!"
Chapter completed!