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Chapter 1377

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Deactivating the nine dragons chariot, Ji Hao silently landed in Yao Mountain City with tens of thousands of elite warriors.

The people in Yao Mountain City, who had been preparing for war, instantly sighed in relief. Ji Xia laughed out loud and walked over with a large group of people. He punched Ji Hao's chest for a few times with his wine-jar sized fists.

"Ji Hao is back! Hehe, you're thinner, but not so dark. Well, it's dark these years. I can't get a tan even if I want to! " Ji Xia gripped Ji Hao's shoulders with both hands and carefully looked at his face. He quickly glanced at Man Man and Shaosi's lower abdomen, then gave a long sigh and said, "Eh, why are only a few old people back? I don't see any new people! "

What old people and new people? Ji Hao's face turned dark. He grabbed Shermie's neck and threw him into Ji Xia's arms.

Shermie put his long and slim arms around Ji Xia. His eyes nearly popped out of his eye sockets as he stared at Ji Xia.

"New people? Who said we don't have new people? This is Shermie, my disciple … Hmm, he's not simple at all. Perhaps, he's the strongest shrimp warrior in the world. Don't underestimate him. Among the water-kind spirit creatures under Gong Gong's command, over ninety percent are under his command. From now on, he'll be the chief commander of our Yao Mountain territory water-kind army. "

Ji Hao briefly explained Shermie's background. Hearing that Shermie was a crayfish, Ji Xia curiously stroked Shermie's smooth head and said, "Hehe, crayfish, hehe, crayfish … The kind of crayfish you find in the corners of rivers? Interesting, interesting. Such a small crayfish must have suffered a lot to grow into such a big man, right? "

Ji Xia was sincerely worried about Shermie. For some reason, Shermie felt a lump in his throat. He kowtowed to Ji Xia with all his heart. It had been so many years, when had anyone ever greeted and comforted Shermie like a kid?

Ji Hao was his Shifu, but in Ji Hao's heart, Shermie was nothing more than a powerful spirit creature with a great potential and a bright future. Ji Xia was the only one who had 'fatherly love'. Apart from Ji Hao, he shared his love with Shermie.

Ji Hao's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He threw a sideway glance at Ji Xia, then walked back to the main hall of Marquis Yao's mansion with his people. In Yao Mountain territory, a large number of ministers and commanders, who were responsible for the people's livelihood and military affairs, sat on the ground. Naturally, maids had been serving tea to them.

In the crowd, Ji Hao suddenly saw his old friend.

Heng Luo's face was slightly blushed. She leaned against Stone's leg, seeming to be around seventy to eighty percent drunk, giggling to Ji Hao. Stone was lying in a corner of the main hall with his arms and legs spread out, having a good sleep. In the courtyard outside the main hall, Old Blockhead had already comfortably planted his roots and was basking in the sun in satisfaction.

"Hehe, you're all here!" Ji Hao delightfully reached out his hand and greeted Heng Luo. Heng Luo, who was already drunk, giggled and raised her slim and beautiful middle finger towards Ji Hao.

Ji Hao rubbed his nose and murmured to himself, 'These people don't learn the good things, but learn the bad things instead.'

Sitting on the left side of Ji Hao, Ji Xia carelessly waved his hand, laughed out loud and said, "These years, the flood has been making people panic. Therefore, Yao Mountain City raised a caravan and made tens of trips to Southern Wasteland, bringing over many Gold Crow Clan people and our brothers from clans that are friendly with us."

Pointing at Heng Luo and Stone, Ji Xia grinned and continued, "I know they're your old friends. They're almost moldy because of the flood. So, they brought many of their clansmen to Yao Mountain territory with us."

Ji Xia scratched his own head, then continued in a confused tone, "What's strange is that, before, it took us one or two years to make a round trip to the Southern Wasteland, but as time goes by, the speed of our people is getting faster and faster. The latest troop came back in less than three months! It seems that Southern Wasteland is getting closer and closer to Midland, isn't it? "

Ji Hao smiled. He told everyone in the hall about the 'All Streams to the Final Land' great formation designed by Si Wen Ming in detail. Hearing that because of the 'All Streams to the Final Land' great formation, the four wastelands were rapidly approaching Midland, people in the hall couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

Many Gold Crow Clan people in the hall knew that the living conditions in Yao Mountain territory were hundreds of times better than those in Gold Crow Clan. But after all, Gold Black Mountain was the holy land of their ancestral temple, the origin of their clan. Therefore, they were still worried about Gold Black Mountain.

Now, the four wastelands were going to merge with Midland. This was great news. In the future, Yao Mountain people would be able to easily travel back and forth to Gold Black Mountain, wouldn't they?

Ji Hao had already released his spirit power. 'Did Heng Luo, Stone, Wood, and the others bring their clansmen to Yao Mountain territory?' Scanning across Yao Mountain City with his spirit power, Ji Hao found hundreds of mountain ghosts, thousands of stone golems, and tens of thousands of treemen.

Most of the stone golems had drunk some wine, and had found a quiet place to comfortably take a nap. Treemen were stretching their roots in streets and alleys, happily bathing in the sunshine. Mountain ghosts were all beautifully dressed, with all kinds of spirit beasts accompanying them, walking between markets, laughing and bargaining with roadside vendors, and selling some useless things in Ji Hao's eyes!

"Heh, a woman's nature will never change! Mountain ghosts, are they women? " Within one ten-thousandth of a second, Ji Hao pondered on this unsolvable question, then straightened his mind and put on a serious look.

Glancing around at the thousands of ministers in the hall, Ji Hao continued in a deep voice, "Yao Mountain territory will face a fierce war in the future. People, prepare for this war, which is a hundred times more serious than the flood. The non-humankind army outside the city is nothing but a vanguard sent by the enemy to test the power of our Yao Mountain territory. Have you found out who they are? "

Although human warriors were leading the way, it was obvious that the large-scale army outside the city belonged to a non-humankind army.

Judging from the number of commanders gathered in a flying fort, the non-humankind army outside the city was composed of at least a thousand different sized forces, and nearly a hundred of them were led by large forces.

Ji Hao was curious. Where did Gong Sun Bo and his people find such a motley crew? And the armaments of these people were not weak at all!

"They're slave-hunting troops." A Gold Crow Clan elder, Ji Que, stood up. He was slim and nimble, good at hiding and tracking. He used to be the best hunter leader of Gold Crow Clan, and now, he was in charge of the scouting troop in Yao Mountain territory.

"A total of one thousand, four hundred and thirty-seven slave-hunting troops from non-humankind chambers of commerce were persuaded to attack our Yao Mountain territory with a large sum of money." Said Ji Que with a dark face, "These aren't regular non-humankind armies, but they're very good at hiding, infiltrating, and fighting in small groups. These couple of days, our Yao Mountain scouts have fought against them for quite a few times. Over three-thousand of our warriors have already been killed or injured. "

Ji Hao's eye corners twitched. Yao Mountain territory lost over three-thousand warriors merely because of infiltrating and probing each other?

As he thought, this enormous army of slave-hunting troops came with unfriendly intentions.