"Retreat, retreat!"
"We didn't mean to offend Earl Yao, we will retreat right now!"
"Our Abba is Earl Yao, how can we possibly rebel?"
The three young men shouted out together, following which, warriors behind them rode their mounts back towards the north.
However, when they were still a couple of miles away from the flooded river in the north, a water wave surged up for hundreds of zhang high, from which, a large iron pot rose from the water. Yu Mu stood in the pot, letting the strong wind blow against the waves, but this large pot floated on the surface of the river without moving even a little bit.
Yu Mu raised his arms high, and the gray-brown river water rose ceaselessly along with a rumbling noise. Soon, it transformed into a three-hundred-zhang tall water wall, blocking the way of Earl Yao's three sons. Yu Mu slightly flicked his finger, following which, the gray-brown river water suddenly turned dark-green, emitting a weird and strong smell.
A few heavily armored Senior Magi wielded their weapons, attempting to forcibly break through Yu Mu's water wall.
Yu Mu waved his hand and a few dark-green streams of water swooshed out, violently landing on the bodies of the few Senior Magi. The poisonous water drilled into their bodies through the cracks of their armors, and the few Senior Magi suddenly let out hoarse howls. They hurriedly leaped down from their mounts and crazily took off their armors.
Everyone saw their bodies being corroded and badly mutilated. Large bubbles of poisonous water popped up ceaselessly, then exploded one after another. The poisonous water slid down along their bodies, burning their bodies and making white smoke puff out along with a sizzling noise.
Fortunately, the heavy rain had been washing their bodies ceaselessly. Added with the strong life-force of Senior Magi, they had been ceaselessly healing their corroded bodies. After around ten minutes, the few Senior Magi finally washed the poisonous water off their bodies, and the wounds on their bodies slowly healed as well.
Nearly ten-thousand warriors dared not to take even half a step forward. They hopelessly looked at the water wall in front of them. No one knew who took the lead, but following a series of clangs, a big half of these warriors dropped their weapons, leaped down from their mounts, and obediently squatted on the ground with their heads buried in their hands.
A quarter of an hour later, the most spacious hall in the city was brightly lit. Zhamu and thousands of warriors surrounded the hall so tightly that not even a drop of water could get through.
On the muddy ground outside the hall, nearly ten-thousand warriors were tied up like rice dumplings, lying in the muddy ground, letting the heavy rain wash them. If any one of them dared to even slightly move, the dark-kind warriors led by Zhamu unceremoniously turned their spears around and fiercely whipped them down, making them howl and beg for mercy.
In the hall, Ji Hao was sitting on a tall chair, looking at the three young men kneeling on the ground with a gloomy face.
The three of them looked haggard. Their faces were covered in bruises from the beating they had just received. Yu Mu sealed their powers with magic medicines, therefore, the three of them couldn't heal their wounds with their powers. Therefore, they looked quite embarrassed.
They were the sons of Earl Ji. The oldest one was Luo Feng, the second one was Luo Meng, and the third one was Luo Shen. When they heard that their fourth brother died in a battle, they hurriedly came with their people and attempted to take over all of their fourth brother's clansmen and properties.
Over ten elderly men with simple clothes were standing in the hall, looking at the three of them with grief and indignation. Just now, they were the ones who had beaten the three of them up. If Ji Hao hadn't ordered them to stop, the three of them would have been beaten to death long ago.
In front of Ji Hao was a seven or eight-year-old child. His shirt was taken off, exposing a fist-sized wound.
An arrow pierced into the child's heart from his back and came out from his chest, fiercely puncturing his heart and taking away his life.
"Earl Yao, our young leader is only seven years old, only seven years old!" An elderly man stood in front of Ji Hao and cried, "Our family leader took all of our warriors to join the war in the Chi Ban Mountain. They encountered the elite monsters of the non-humankind and lost all of our warriors. We followed the order given by our young family leader before he left for the war, and have been carefully assisting our young family leader, hoping that he could grow up and inherit our family."
The group of elderly men all cried out, looking at the dead body of the child on the ground.
"But yesterday, our young leader was killed by a sneaky arrow when he was hunting outside the town!" An elderly man couldn't stop crying. His eye corners were cracked, with blood mixed with tears flowing down ceaselessly, "The only son of our leader, he died just like that!"
Another elderly man leaped out, pointed his finger at the three men who were kneeling on the ground and trembling in fear, and growled, "Our young leader has just died. Three good brothers of our young leader, three good uncles of our young leader, came with their armies!"
"They dared not to go to Chi Ban Mountain and fight for our humankind. They even taunted our leader, saying that he was going to die in Chi Ban Mountain! They are a bunch of lowly cowards. When they bullied their own clansmen, they were so brave and good at fighting; when they bullied orphans and widows, they were so cruel and merciless! "
An elderly man abruptly dashed out and threw a heavy kick on Luo Feng's eye socket, bursting one of his eyeballs right on the spot.
Luo Feng howled out hoarsely, covered his broken eyeball with his hands and lied on the ground, crying and howling. The elderly man who kicked Luo Feng screamed hoarsely, "Where is our mistress? Where is our young leader's mother? Last night, you forced her to go to your campsite, where is she?! "
Ji Hao stood up with a darkened face, looked at the three men and growled, "Where is she?!"
Luo Feng, whose eyeball had been blown out, screamed out hoarsely. He raised his head, looked at Ji Hao and growled, "Our Abba is Earl Ji. Among the four of us, only the three of us can inherit Earl Ji's territory! Earl Yao, you're also a minister of the human emperor, what do you dare to do to us?! "
Ji Hao remained silent, pulled out the Flame Dragon Sword and wielded it. Luo Feng howled out in pain as one of his arms was chopped off.
The Flame Dragon Sword let out a raging fire. The great heat burned the skin and flesh around the wound, leaving a fire burning on Luo Feng's wound. A strong smell of grilled meat quickly spread out in the hall. Ji Hao looked at the three men and said in a cold voice, "My patience is limited, where is she?"
"Dead!" Luo Meng and Luo Shen responded together, "Our big brother did it! He has been thinking about our fourth brother's woman for many years. Yesterday, he tried to force himself on her, but our fourth brother's son was killed by our big brother. That woman went crazy, jumped into the river and attempted to commit suicide, but our big brother shot her dead with an arrow! "
Ji Hao remained silent with a darkened face for quite a while. Man Man stood aside, looking at Ji Hao's darkened face and carefully asked those elderly men, "Doesn't their Abba, Earl Ji, care about this? Ah, they bullied their own little brother! "
Those elderly men shed tears because of the pain.
Earl Ji's territory wasn't too large, and the population of the entire clan was no more than ten million. Each of his four sons was in charge of a clan, and the population of each clan was around a million. Earl Ji led the main branch of the clan himself, while maintaining the relationship between his four sons.
However, in the Chi Ban Mountain war, Earl Ji and his youngest son fell together, and they didn't even have the time to say their last words.
Before Earl Ji died, he intended to let his youngest son inherit his title. Because of this, Luo Feng, Luo Meng and Luo Shen argued fiercely. Earl Ji fell in the battle, and the three of them lost their restraints. Therefore, the first thing they did was to attack the territories and clansmen of their brothers.
"Earl Ji fell in the battle … Did his chosen successor die as well?"
Ji Hao looked at Luo Feng, Luo Meng and Luo Shen with a complicated look.
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