Chapter three hundred and eighty first black soil
Lin Fan only saw the situation of taking off his clothes when he met. He never thought that he could meet a defeated tribe leader even when he met.
I have to say that the back curve of the Qiandi leader is very beautiful, and a pattern composed of blood marks on his back seems to exude an evil aura. "Every generation of Qiandi leader will have a bird picture on his back, mine is a white crane."
white crane?
Lin Fan couldn't tell that it was a crane, "Wear clothes, or die, you choose one." After Lin Fan arranged the matter of dealing with the flu, he came to take a look at the leader of Qiandian, but he didn't expect to enter the door.
I saw this scene.
A hint of panic flashed in the eyes of the leader of Qiandi, and she hurriedly fell to the ground: "Dear Lord of the River, our Qiandi custom is that the winner can look at the pattern behind the leader, so as to absorb the power of the Qiandi totem. My
I haven't even seen those men of mine before..."
Lin Fan sneered: "Your totem is not as good as a piece of meat to me, but is your Chinese fluent? Is it the method you came up with by yourself?"
The leader of Qiandeng wrapped his chest and waist with a few furs: "I learned from the great wisdom of the King of Han. Bai Nu admired the wisdom of the King of Han very much and longed to meet you one day. He didn't expect that this day would arrive so soon."
"White slave?" Lin Fan didn't understand that someone would use this name.
The Qiandou leader raised his head and revealed a strange light in his eyes: "My real name is Baiyu. When the King of Han stepped into this place, I became the most loyal slave of the King of Han."
Lin Fan felt a chill. The woman's eyes were not like normal people. She bit her mouth and blood was leaking, "Since you sincerely surrender, I will not kill you. You will be assigned to labor service and you can escape from labor service and become a free citizen.
Make more contributions to the Han Dynasty.”
"No, King of Han, I would like to be a slave lying at your feet. This time is a lifetime!" The leader of Qiandeng knocked his forehead to the ground.
Lin Fan frowned: "You are the leader I have seen with a more intelligent person. A few days ago, he brought his tribe members to resist me. At this moment, he said such words. Don't you think it's too hypocritical?"
The leader of Qiandeng raised his head, blood was left along her forehead, and she still had a smile on her face: "Two years ago, I swore to work hard to develop a tribe, either defeat the King of Han or fail, and become your lifelong slave!"
"There are no lifelong slaves in the Han Dynasty. You are a capable person. I hope you can see you shining for a day." Lin Fan said and turned around and left.
The leader of Qiandi was in dementia. She stared at Lin Fan's direction for a long time. Her extraordinary tongue licked the corner of her mouth. The smell of blood gradually calmed down her fanatical heart, "Hehe, he praised me for being capable...
..”
"The number of people with fever rose to 142, including 73 in the Qianbird Tribe. Logisticians and craftsmen can build four large wooden houses tomorrow."
Lin Fan put a piece of wooden man into the bonfire pit in the middle of the stone house, "Pharm is given to his own people first. The people of the Qianbird Tribe depend on their fortunes. Tell the people of the Qianbird Tribe to drink raw water and cut them directly."
"King of Han, it has been two days since the rest of the guards have not been ill. Can we withdraw from Luocheng to rest?" Ya suggested.
Lin Fan shook his head: "Don't worry, wait for two more days. Some people have strong bodies and no problems can be seen for a while. It will be more troublesome to bring the flu back to Luocheng."
"Abide by the order!"
As soon as Yaqiu left, Huang smiled and entered the stone house: "Captain, I found some good things."
A pile of diamonds, jade and unknown shiny minerals were scattered in front of Lin Fan, "These things can be exchanged for me, don't you feel sorry for giving them to me directly?" Lin Fan said with a smile.
"What's wrong with this? Everything I have will be given to the leader. Not to mention these things, even my life can be given to the leader!" Huang looked serious.
Lin Fan did not speak but stared at Huang for a few seconds. Huang gritted his teeth and knelt down on one knee: "Chief, I have a responsibility to commit crimes, and I am willing to accept punishment." Huang learned about Luocheng's counterfeit currency from the Blood Guard.
thing.
"I want to know, do you know about her counterfeiting coins?" Lin Fan's tone was plain, and Huang immediately replied: "I don't know, but this is my negligence. Please punish the King of Han!"
Huang did not call the leader but called the King of Han, and Lin Fan understood his mood: "The law of Han is only used on those who violate the law."
"As the city lord, someone in Luocheng casts copper coins, then I must have made mistakes. The King of Han should punish me," Bai Ling walked in and bowed.
Lin Fan couldn't help but sigh: "I know it's troublesome to deal with all kinds of things, but Luocheng is a city with more than 4,000 people. Not a tribe with a few hundred people at the beginning. If it is a slack, there will be big problems."
"I know I'm wrong. Please ask the King of Han to deprive me of the city lord. Bai Ling is willing to start with a Zhigewei." Bai Ling looked serious, and Lin Fan smiled helplessly: "Okay, you two know that I won't punish you severely.
, I'm still talking nonsense here, deducting Bai Ling's two months' salary is considered a punishment. Next time such a thing happens, I'll let you two go raise horses!"
Bai Ling sniffed: "I really want to be Zhi Gewei."
"Haha, as Zhi Gewei, you have to train every day and go out to hunt from time to time. Can you still play various games?" Lin Fan's words successfully made Bai Ling shiver.
"Then forget it."
Lin Fan asked the two to sit down, "The medicinal materials should be delivered in a few days. When the flu is cured, I plan to integrate the three major tribes and build a new city on this land."
Bai Ling heard this and questioned: "It seems inconvenient to build a city here, and you often say that you are not talented enough," said Mr. Han Wang."
Lin Fan nodded: "Bailing is right. There are indeed these problems, but have you noticed the soil here?"
"What's wrong with the soil?"
Chapter completed!