The rain was getting heavier. Thumb-sized, transparent raindrops poured down from the sky, smashing against the ground and causing a series of clapping noises.
The mud on the ground was already over a foot thick. Carts moved forward with difficulty in the mud. Large animals that were pulling the carts let out deep gasps from time to time. Sometimes, after taking two steps forward, they would be dragged back by the heavy carts for a big half step.
Ji Hao stood on the roof of the carts, looked at the thick dark clouds in the sky, then glanced at the carts that were moving slower and slower in the mud. He locked his fingers together and waved towards the sky. Following his moves, a human-head-sized fireball rose into the sky and exploded miles high in the air.
The thunderous boom spread for hundreds of miles. Ji Hao boosted up his power and let his voice spread out like a dragon roar, "Set up camp here and rest! Boil some ginger soup to keep the cold out! Especially the women and children, he had to settle them down properly first! Patrol teams, be extra vigilant! "
All people in the migratory troop let out a long breath simultaneously. In such a heavy rain, powerful Junior Magi and Senior Magi surely wouldn't be afraid, but ordinary people and those kids had already been frozen by the cold rain, and couldn't even breathe.
The heavy supplies tied on the carts were untied, and large numbers of wooden and bamboo poles stood upright. Soon, enormous tents were set up. Water drains were dug around the tents, and the ground inside the tents was dried with a magic, making it hard and solid. Soon, a comfortable tent that could shelter people from the wind and rain was built.
Under the opened curtains, large bonfires were blazing. A huge earthen pot was filled with rainwater. Large pieces of old ginger, wild onions, and some cold-repelling herbs were thrown into the pot. Along with some meat, bones, and broken promises, the aroma of the stew soon filled the air.
Ji Hao stood on the roof of the carts and looked around. Tens of thousands of different sized tents were set up in the large migratory troop, and all women and kids were settled down as soon as possible.
Those strong young men had been working hard in the rain to build fences, driving those large animals into temporary animal pens.
Patrol teams moved around more and more frequently. Some Magi borrowed from the Magi Palace had been casting magics around the campsite, splitting the ground and building trenches. Two-hundred-zhang wide and three-hundred-zhang deep trenches were thickly covered in sharp rocks. Ordinary animals and attackers couldn't even approach the campsite.
The components that were ordered in advance in Pu Ban City were taken out. Craftsmen in the campsite hammered for a while, and soon, over a hundred hundreds of meters tall arrow towers were erected in every corner of the campsite. Hundreds of archers and sentinels climbed up the arrow tower, eating their rations while looking around vigilantly.
The sound of heavy footsteps could be heard. Yu Mu covered his head with his big iron pot and ran towards them with big strides.
This guy was getting fatter and fatter. Every time his heavy steps landed on the ground, he would explode the mud like a bomb. Along with a series of loud popping noises, Yu Mu quickly ran to the cart and shook his body. His muscles writhed and the rainwater splashed out from his body.
"Ji Hao, there's something up ahead! Feng Xing has already rushed over with his people! "
"Is there something going on?" Man Man excitedly squeezed half of her body out of the window. Before Yu Mu responded, she dashed out of the window, carried the pair of hammers and rushed towards the front of the troop.
Swoosh! Man Man ran as fast as she could, just like a raging dragon dashing across the rain, leaving a hundreds of zhang long clear trace behind her.
"Shaosi, Taisi, you stay in the campsite and keep an eye on them!" Ji Hao patted on the roof of the cart. A watery cloud rose from under his feet, carrying his body and flying forward at a high speed.
Zhamu, who had already pledged his loyalty to Ji Hao, gave a resonant shout and quickly gathered a few patrol troops. Over two-thousand warriors mounted on their battle beasts, closely following behind Ji Hao. After every short distance, Zhamu would let out a resonant growl. Therefore, warriors in the campsite would become more and more spirited.
When Feng Xing was scouting in the front, over ten men and women rushed over in embarrassment. Before they approached, Feng Xing pulled his longbow open and released three arrows in a row, deeply sinking into the ground three feet away from the feet of a man in the front.
"Don't come any closer! Are they enemies or friends? This is Earl Yao's troop. Do you want to attack Earl Yao? " Feng Xing growled loudly and harshly. Meanwhile, the cavalrymen behind him had already pulled out their long spears and were ready to attack.
Ji Hao had offended quite a lot of people in Pu Ban City, especially when he beat up Wuzhi Qi in the celebration banquet. Who knew what that fierce monkey would do?
Therefore, except for Ji Hao, Po, Man Man and Taisi, all the others in the troop had been on edge all the time. Even the slightest sign of trouble would cause them to react excessively.
The faces of the over ten men and women had already turned deathly pale. Being startled by the arrows released by Feng Xing, they staggered and fell into the mud. A man rolled for a few times on the ground, his entire body was covered in mud. He finally raised his head and screamed hoarsely, "Help! Help! Oh my, how can they be our clansmen? They're even fiercer than the fiercest monsters! "
"Lord, please save our clansmen! Save us! "
The group of men and women screamed hoarsely, crying and begging Feng Xing to save them.
Feng Xing quickly sent a warning signal to the rear. His eyes sparkled with a cyan light while he vigilantly looked at these people from head to toe. The over ten men and women were not powerful. The strongest middle-aged man was only at the first or second level of the Junior Magus level.
Feng Xing listened carefully. A fierce gale roared across, and a faint cyan-colored whirlwind emerged around his ears. The mysterious power contained in his bloodline was activated. Even in the middle of a thunderstorm, Feng Xing could still clearly hear any sound within the radius of over ten miles.
The sound of the wind, the sound of the rain, the sound of small beasts running across the mud. Apart from these sounds, nothing seemed to be wrong.
"Who are you? What happened? " Gripping the longbow, Feng Xing pinched an arrow between his fingers and pointed at the middle-aged man, who was the strongest among the group.
"Lord, we're Earl Ji's people! Our leader is the youngest son of Earl Ji. In this great war, our leader and all powerful warriors of our clan have died. Now, our leader's brothers want to kill our young leader and divide our clansmen and territories! "
Feng Xing's look turned weird. His brother had died in the war, and now, his brothers gathered together and wanted to kill their brother's heir and divide his clansmen and territories? This kind of thing was not rare in the Midland and the four wastelands!
However, Pu Ban City was the core city of the humankind. This was a place where people needed to be reasonable. This was the first time that Feng Xing heard about something like this happening around Pu Ban City!
"This place is not far from Pu Ban City!" A cyan light suddenly flashed across Feng Xing's eyes, "How many clansmen do you have?"
The middle-aged man spread his hands and responded bitterly, "Lord, we are divided into nine clans and thirty-seven villages. Our clansmen are over one million and two hundred thousand in total!"
Feng Xing's eyelids twitched, then he looked back.
The breathing of the light cavalry soldiers behind him suddenly became much heavier.
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