The Rong Mountain was the base of the Rong Mountain Clan. The Rong Mountain Clan was a mountain range that extended for thousands of miles, and was extremely rich in metal mines.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of metal slag. Inside the dimly lit stone room, people were sitting around the dark fireplace. Tie Shan, the leader of the Rong Mountain Clan, cut a piece of fat and greasy beast meat and handed it to Yu Mu.
Ji Hao was sitting beside the fire pit with his legs crossed, holding a large wooden cup and drinking steaming hot tea. He smilingly looked at Yu Mu, who was wolfing down the meat, and said delightfully, "Leader Tie Shan, when are we leaving?"
Tie Shan stuck the sharp dagger into the grill, looked at Ji Hao from head to toe with his sunken eye sockets, then responded with a resonant voice, "Tomorrow, once the sun rises, we will leave. My dear guests from the Magi Palace, we hope that this time, during the exploration of the new territory of our Rong Mountain Clan, no more than five thousand of our clansmen will die. Then, you will have accomplished your mission. "
Ji Hao seriously bowed to Tie Shan and said, "Don't worry, since we have accepted this mission, we will certainly try our best to accomplish it."
Tie Shan nodded satisfyingly, while stroking his yellow-white long beard.
The overall power of the Rong Mountain Clan was not strong. It was only a small clan that had split from the main clan five hundred years ago. After hundreds of years of recovery, the total population of the Rong Mountain Clan was less than two-hundred thousand. This time, the reason why they had decided to send thirty thousand people to explore a new territory was that the three tungsten steel mines were way too attractive.
The total number of Senior Magi in the Rong Mountain Clan was less than fifteen people, and they were more focused on forging magic tools, instead of fighting. For this exploration of the new territory, Tie Shan and a group of elders had spent quite a long time preparing, and only one Senior Magus from the clan was able to join this mission.
Therefore, whether the exploration of the new territory and the construction of the new village would be successful or not, would depend on the efforts of Ji Hao and his team.
Except for Man Man curiously walking into the forging workshop of the Rong Mountain Clan and learning how to forge iron, she hammered a huge hole into a forging table and nearly destroyed half of the workshop, nothing too serious happened during the night.
However, Man Man's accidental hammering made Tie Shan and the other elders of the Rong Mountain Clan full of confidence for this exploration of the new territory. Even the most powerful Senior Magus in their clan couldn't destroy that forging table with a single strike of his hammer!
Man Man was even stronger than the most powerful Senior Magus of the Rong Mountain Clan!
Once the sun rose, Ji Hao and the others mounted on the backs of the Curly-Horned Bulls, which had been prepared by the Rong Mountain Clan, and stood in the front of the Rong Mountain Clan troop.
The elderly Maguspriest of the Rong Mountain Clan was waving his ancestral bone wand, which had been inherited by his ancestors. He stood in front of the gate of the clan and began a dance of praying to the gods, while singing a spell of blessing. A group of Rong Mountain Clan's warriors grabbed those struggling wild beasts, pressed them against the gate and beheaded them one after another, dyeing the ground in front of the gate red with their blood.
The Rong Mountain Clan people, who were responsible for opening up this new territory, kneeled down one after another, kowtowed towards the gate of the clan, and pressed their foreheads hard against the ground.
Following the old Maguspriest's voice, they started singing the ancient song of blessing.
Some of the elders in the group had hot tears streaming down their faces. They looked at the houses and the people of the tribe reluctantly. This was their homeland, which they had lived in for their entire lives. However, they had to follow the decision of the clan and lead their clansmen to open up a new territory for the clan, a new living space.
Ji Hao sat on the back of the Curly-Horned Bull, listening to the old Maguspriest's long and drawn-out spell of blessing. He felt goosebumps all over his body.
He remembered that during the past countless years, the ancestors of the humankind had been living in this fertile land, just like the Rong Mountain Clan today. They had started from small clans, and when their clansmen grew stronger and stronger, they would send out a group of clansmen to open up new territories.
New clans had been built one after another, and this barren land had become a fertile land for people to live and work in peace and contentment with the diligent hands of these ancestors of the humankind. The bloodline of the humankind had been multiplying and spreading in this kind of continuous division and development.
When the old Maguspriest's spell slowly dissipated in the wind, a few elderly men, who were kneeling on the ground, tremblingly stood up, raised their wands high. They were the oldest ones, who had white hair and couldn't even walk properly.
"Kids, let's go!" Yelled the tallest elderly man, "Remember, the Rong Mountain will always be our hometown. Now, let's go! "
Over ten-thousand Curly-Horned Bulls, which were carrying a huge amount of resources on their backs, started moving forward. These dozens of feet long, strong, and extremely obedient big guys lined up in a neat formation, letting out long roars one after another in response to each other.
Most of the thirty-thousand Rong Mountain Clan clansmen were mounted on the backs of these Curly-Horned Bulls. Only a small troop of warriors, which consisted of less than a thousand warriors, were riding on iron-teethed battle leopards, running on both sides of the troop, to make sure that not a single Curly-Horned Bull would be left behind.
Ji Hao patted hard on the head of the Curly-Horned Bull that he was riding on, then yelled out loudly, "Hoo hoo! Big guy, let's go!"
This especially muscular Curly-Horned Bull, which was over six zhangs tall when it stood up, gave a loud snort towards the sky, then stomped hard against the ground with its thick and strong legs, and started moving quickly.
From the village of the Rong Mountain Clan, a long and resonant horn sound came, along with deep and muffled drumbeats.
A few Maguspriests of the Rong Mountain Clan stood on the fence wall of the village gate, raised white soul-calling banners with both of their hands, and slowly waved them towards the troop.
In this era, every expedition was risking one's life. Even with the help of Ji Hao and the others, the Rong Mountain Clan clansmen had already regarded these clansmen, who were traveling far away, as dead people. The soul-calling banners were swaying in the wind, telling the clansmen that if they died in the outside world, they had to follow the guidance of the soul-calling banners and come back to the Rong Mountain, despite the long distance!
The herd of Curly-Horned Bulls started running with small steps. These animals were huge and muscular, and had great stamina. Within an hour, they could run for over three hundred miles. Even in the mountainous area, they could easily climb over forests as if they were walking on flat ground. Within an hour, they could also run for over two hundred miles.
The troop started moving when the sun had just risen, and by noon, the troop had already left the mountainous area of the Rong Mountain area and reached the plain area outside the mountain.
The elder of the Rong Mountain Clan, Iron Yan, who was in charge of leading this troop, gave an order. Following which, the over twenty miles long troop stopped beside a small river. The clansmen of the Rong Mountain Clan jumped down from the backs of the Curly-Horned Bulls, set up bonfires and started cooking.
Ji Hao mounted on Mr Crow's back, darted into the air and looked around, in case any wild beasts would attack the troop.
Feng Xing was also standing on Mr Crow's back, holding a roughly shaped longbow, while looking around and helping Ji Hao to keep an eye on the troop.
After leaving the Rong Mountain, Ji Hao and the other clansmen's hearts had been tightened.
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