Chapter 268 Hunting Ground

The sun was shining and the sky was clear.

It had just rained, the ground was dry, and the sky in Xinzheng was filled with fresh air.

"Brother, today is already the sixth day, and the 100,000 military pay has not been accounted for yet. Why are you not in a hurry at all?"

There was a lot of people coming and going on the street, and Hong Lian was pestering Han Fei early in the morning.

King Han's eight-day deadline has now passed more than half, and there is still no news about the 100,000 military pay.

Honglian really doesn't understand why her brother wants to get involved in this muddy water, why can't she just enjoy the show?

"Don't worry, things have been arranged, and today, there should be a conclusion."

"Finished?"

Honglian didn't see the situation coming to an end. On the contrary, this matter was getting worse and worse. Her father had been angry for the past few days because of this matter.

Just as Honglian came to her senses, Han Fei was already gone, and she shouted behind Han Fei.

"where are we going?"

Han Fei waved in front of him, leaving Hong Lian with his back.

"Mo Family Guild Hall!"

"What are you doing there?"

Honglian was a little strange, but she still followed him in small steps.

Early in the morning, the street in front of the Mohist Guild Hall was a little deserted, and the doors were deserted.

Now that the Mohist leader has withdrawn more than half of the Mohist disciples, the Mohist guild hall has lost the momentum and bustle of the past, and is almost only an empty shell.

Several horses were wagging their tails in boredom at the stables in front of the door. Han Fei was a little surprised. Is there a visitor from the leader of the Mo family this early in the morning?

Han Fei walked into the guild hall and happened to meet two Mohist disciples who were walking out of the guild hall.

"Ninth Young Master, why are you here?"

Han Fei has been to this Mohist guild hall several times, and many Mohist disciples recognize him.

"I'm looking for the commander-in-chief!"

Han Fei said and wanted to go inside, but was stopped by a disciple of the Mo family.

"Ninth Young Master, our commander-in-chief has left Xinzheng."

"What?"

Han Fei's eyes widened in vain. Before he could say anything, Hong Lian beside him had already asked.

"Why did the commander-in-chief suddenly leave Xinzheng?"

"There are some urgent matters in Nanyang that need to be handled by the commander-in-chief. He left last night. Moreover, the commander-in-chief has decided to reduce the number of Mohist disciples in South Korea. We will leave here soon."

"What! Why do you have to leave when everything is fine?"

Honglian looked at Han Fei and saw that he looked a little confused, with an expression on his face that he had been fooled.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Didn't you say you were looking for the one hundred thousand soldiers' salary?"

Han Fei covered his head with his hands, feeling a little headache.

"It seems I'm still a little too young."

Honglian had rarely seen Han Fei look so defeated. For a moment, her curiosity about this matter even exceeded the whereabouts of the one hundred thousand military pay.

"Brother, what happened?"

Honglian had a smile on her face and pouted, looking like a melon-eater.

"Are you so happy watching your brother make a fool of himself?"

Han Fei looked helpless and felt very troubled about this sister.

"Honglian, do you know where Lord Hanyang is?"

"I heard from the palace people that the prince invited him to go hunting in the hunting ground today."

Korean hunting grounds.

"Hanyang Jun, please."

The prince of South Korea accompanied Zhao Shuang, walking around the hunting ground, and came to the stand of a circular martial arts field.

The Prince of South Korea was in high spirits today. Zhao Shuang followed him and watched as he summoned all the powerful men in the Prince's residence.

"Most people in Korea think that I am not good at military affairs. My father often tells me to read more military books. In fact, they don't understand me. I have studied hard and created a dragon trap formation that can capture fierce tigers."

"Oh? This formation must be very powerful."

Prince Han clapped his hands, and eight warriors wearing fine armor appeared under the stands, each holding bone claws made of fine iron, and the chains attached to the iron bone claws were very thick.

"I have always believed that all military strategies are secondary. In battle, the most important thing is the strength of the armor and the strength of the soldiers, so I specially ordered the best craftsmen in Xinzheng to create these special weapons."

Um?

Zhao Shuang turned around and was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this confused Korean prince would say this so clearly.

"The prince is indeed well versed in the art of war."

Prince Han was a little proud and clapped his hands.

As a noble, hunting in spring, hunting in summer, hunting in autumn, and hunting in winter all have the purpose of military exercises and have a military nature.

But obviously, this hunting ground does not have this function, but is used for entertainment by the nobles of Xinzheng.

This hunting ground is not big, there is only one hilltop, and the largest prey in it is elk.

As for large beasts such as ferocious bears, tigers, rhinos, and siskins, there is no shadow at all.

A dozen soldiers pushed a cage on wheels and brought it under the stand. The moment the soldier opened the cage, a huge tiger revealed a pair of ferocious eyes like copper bells, staring at the people on the stand.

"Xuanhu?"

"Han Yangjun has a good eye. This kind of tiger that grows near Ghost Valley is more than three times larger than ordinary tigers. I spent a lot of money to finally find one."

The Prince of Korea signaled his men to open the cage. In the circular arena, the huge iron door fell, and the rest of the people retreated. Under the stands, only eight of Prince Han's warriors were left.

"Today is the time for the Dragon Trap Formation to shine!"

"Wai!"

Prince Han seemed to specifically want to show off the majesty of his future Korean master in front of Zhao Shuang.

The moment the black tiger came out of the cage, the atmosphere of the entire hunting ground changed, and hundreds of birds flew away in the forest nearby.

The eight strong men shook the bone claws in their hands and flew out, locking the black tiger.

The sharp bone claws pierced into the skin and flesh, which seemed to anger the black tiger. It roared and tried to break free from the bone claws that bound itself.

The eight strong men were obviously under tremendous pressure and seemed to be struggling. Xuan Hu roared, and his huge tiger claws slapped on the iron chain, knocking a strongman away.

The situation suddenly changed, and Prince Han seemed a little panicked.

"Quick, lock it."

The iron bone claws detached and peeled away the skin and flesh, which in turn stimulated Xuanhu's ferocity even more. Without the restraint of a strong man, Xuan Hu's movements became more agile.

Soon, the remaining warriors lost control and were knocked away by the black tiger.

The abnormality here alerted the guards of the hunting ground, and the archers rushed over and surrounded the stands.

"Quick, shoot quickly."

The situation did not change with Prince Han's roar, and the game guards here obviously underestimated the power of this black tiger. Jumping up, Xuanhu jumped onto the stand that was more than three people high, only three feet away from Zhao Shuang and Prince Han.

"Stop it, stop it quickly."

Prince Han panicked and accidentally released the beast that he couldn't control, but it was difficult to end it. Watching the guards in front of him being killed by Xuanhu one by one, he fell upside down on the ground, ignoring the uneven ground, and kept moving his butt backwards.

In the chaotic situation, Prince Han discovered that the young man in front of him had been standing there without moving.

Is this kid crazy?

Prince Han thought so in his heart, but he also thought this was a good opportunity, so he turned around and ran backwards, not caring that the young man was his honored guest.

But after Prince Han ran far away, he looked back to see if the boy who was not afraid of death had been eaten. He was surprised to find that under the sun, the mysterious tiger that had killed dozens of Korean soldiers one after another was crawling. On the ground, he didn't dare to approach this young man at all.

With sharp eyes, Prince Han seemed to see the huge body of the mysterious tiger trembling slightly.