The understanding of Han State can only be learned from the narrative of the deserter, which is also the reason why Yexue tribe dared to wander around the Han State camp.

Lin Fan was unwilling to accept his kindness. The young man inherited the brave blood of the North. He shouted a sentence in his tender voice, and the old man translated: "Do you dare to accept the challenge of inserting the flag!"

"Tailing a flag challenge?" The leader who Lin Fan knew was fighting alone usually occurs when the tribes traded, and is generally to resolve disputes over exchanging goods.

Lei Xiong explained: "King of Han, the king of Han, is a battle method for the tribes of the two sides to fight for territory to avoid large casualties. Generally, the most powerful warriors in the tribe will be sent to fight!"

Lin Fan turned to look at Lei Xiong: "Have you ever fought before?"

"Dongdong--"

"I haven't lost!" Lei Xiong hammered his chest, and Lin Fan nodded: "Then let's play with them once."

The strong wind was dancing on the ground with snow and sand, and the figures of Yexue tribe appeared one after another on the hills. The boy's bone flute summoned a larger snow wolf. A burly man sat on the back of the snow wolf.

The burly and strong man held an animal-skin flag in his hand, with a wolf head painted on the gray-brown flag. The man turned over and fell to the ground, nearly 1.9 meters tall, and was carrying a huge stone battle axe on his back, and his gray eyes showed coldness.

He inserted the battle flag into the snow and let out a roar. The Yexue tribe members on the hillside responded to him, "Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Seeing that the other party was not weak, Lin Fan ordered the guards: "I was a little sleepy early in the morning. Give me a bomb and wake up!"

"Spit—" The lead ignited, and the guard threw the bomb in his hand into the distant open space. The people of Yexue tribe looked puzzled, and the old man Yexue urged: "Aren't you Han soldiers coming out yet?"

"Bang!"

The deafening explosion sounded blown the snow on the ground, like white water splashing everywhere, and the thunderous sound made the old man and the young man pale. The two snow wolf at the close distance made a whimper and lay on the ground.

The burly Yexue warrior was half-squatting on the ground, holding the battle axe with both hands, and his gray eyes revealed a human fear. He would not understand that this thunder was the way Lin Fan cheered the Thunder Bear.

Even the Xifeng tribe members next to them were scared. Fortunately, they knew the existence of the bomb and would not have sat on the ground.

Still want to compete with me? Lin Fan chuckled at the restless Yexue tribe members on the hillside.

"Give me the guard flag!" Lei Xiong was full of fighting spirit at this moment. The flag bearer handed the guard flag to Lei Xiong. Lei Xiong took the battle flag and walked towards the Yexue Warrior who was taller than himself.

"Chew!"

The battle flag was inserted into the snow, and the Thunder Bear took off his meteorite warhammer. He looked at the panicked Yexue warrior in front of him and whispered: "It's not a good thing to have fear before the war, come on!!"

The Yexue warrior took a deep breath, roared and encouraged himself, rushed towards Thunder Bear with his battle axe. Thunder Bear held the battle axe with both hands and kept moving, his legs bent slightly, and he held his breath and concentrated.

The moment the enemy's stone axe came, the meteorite battle axe went from bottom to top from the right side of the Thunder Bear.

"clang--"

People around him saw the meteorite battle axe shattering the slashed stone axe, and the gravel splattered. The Yexue warrior's stone axe failed to block the meteorite battle axe. His right shoulder was cut by the meteorite battle axe with enough strength, and he lost his balance and plunged into the snow.

Thunder Bear's cheek was scratched by stones, and his arms were numb, but it did not prevent him from continuing to attack. He put down his battle axe and came to the Yexue warrior who had just gotten up, "Bang!"

A powerful punch brought Yexue warrior to the ground again. He bent down and hugged Yexue warrior's thigh, squatted and exerted force, throwing Yexue warrior more than ten meters away.

When the Yexue tribe members saw this scene, they collectively exclaimed. They did not expect that the powerful tribes who had never lost their achievements in the north had no power to fight back in front of the Han Dynasty.

Young man Yexue was still calm. He was glad that he did not fight directly with the Han people. He looked up at Lei Xiong step by step towards losing the tribe members in the battle. He could not save the tribe members' lives because the duel of the flag planting must end with one side's death.

"Thunder Bear is enough, let him have a way out." Lin Fan fell in love with the snow wolf of the Yexue Tribe. The snow wolf is larger than the slave wolf domesticated in the Han Dynasty. It is nearly 1.5 meters tall and may reach more than 2 meters in length. They must be running faster in the snow than the angry wolf.

The old man translated Lin Fan's words to Young Man Ye Xue, but the young man was a little angry: "You violated the rules of the flag-planting duel, and you will be punished by two totems!"

"There is no totem in this world that dares to impose punishment on me. I am the incarnation of the strongest totem!" Lin Fan looked down on everything, and Lin Fan's figure gradually became great in the young man's eyes, surpassing his most admired father.

The Yexue tribe left with the injured soldiers. Lin Fan allowed them to settle down fifty kilometers away, but they could not get close to the salt lake for no reason.

There is ice layer around the salt lake, which is not worth Lin Fan's long-term excavation. The location was determined on the map, and someone put a pot of salt lake water on it, and the team drove back to the Xifeng Tribe.

Gou Mang and Qingyi spent four days cleaning up the cannibals around the volcano and captured more than 50 cannibals. The Xifeng tribes had never experienced the pleasure of fighting through armor. They cleared out five cannibal tribes and killed three people per person.
Chapter completed!