For the next few days, the escort team was too peaceful, and there was no major movement.
On the stone straight, the invisible procession followed the straight straight to the south, and the rumbling footsteps shook the ground, and from time to time there were the shouts of spirit slaves, the shouts of Terran warriors, and the sound of leather whipping.
In the past few days, Mo Shan and Mo Shui have been very attentive, and they will show their faces in front of Ji Hao several times a day.
They either sent wine, barbecue, or fresh fruits collected by the warriors of the Ink Ape Tribe, in short, as if Ji Hao was their own father.
But no matter what they sent, Ji Hao accepted it in person, and all the fire behind it was burned clean.
Even if it is the most innocent barbarian, the Taiji who has little roots in his brain has noticed something unusual, they subconsciously raised their vigilance, and they are careful in what they do, and several people don't know where to hide except for Fengxing, and everyone else tries to be together no matter what they do.
In the blink of an eye, another three days passed, and the pace of the march ahead suddenly slowed down.
Ji Hao didn't expect those warriors of the Ink Ape Department to take the initiative to report the situation to him, he stepped on the fire cloud and rose into the air and looked ahead.
Smoke and dust were rising in front of them, and large herds of large animals were shouting loudly, slowly crossing the straight.
Ji Hao's face became gloomy, this stone straight road was built by the great wizards of the Witch Hall with their magic power.
On weekdays, this straight road is buried deep underground to avoid the damage caused by rain, wind, sun and rain to the stone slabs.
Once there is a war, the great wizards of the witch temple drive the witch charm, this straight road rises from the ground, from Kasaka to the north of Akasaka Mountain, is the most important troop transportation and logistics main road of the Terran tribal alliance, related to the victory or defeat of the frontline war.
Therefore, around this straight road, the Terrans have set up extremely strict precepts: During the war, it was strictly forbidden for anyone to approach within 500 miles on both sides of the straight; If there is any violation, all of them will be regarded as alien spies and will be put to death.
Now although there is a truce at the front.
However, the elite legions of the Terrans are still stationed in Mt.
Akasaka, monitoring the movements of the alien races in the north, lest they go and return with a false shot, and catch the Terrans off guard.
So to be exact.
Although some small and medium-sized tribes are not very elite warriors and have begun to evacuate Akasaka Mountain, this war is not completely over.
At least there are still a few months to go, and this big war will not really end until the direct troops of the core high-level of the human race, such as Emperor Shun, Ji Wenming, and Hua Xulie, begin to retreat on a small scale.
"Which tribe do those cattle belong to, how dare they stop the straight march," Ji Hao scolded sharply.
No one paid attention to Ji Hao.
One by one, the warriors of the Ink Ape Division stopped, and some of them jumped off their mounts and sat on the side of the road to rest.
Others waved long whips and ordered the servants and slaves to pause and rest their legs.
"Zamu go take a look" Looking at these lazy Ink Ape Warriors, Ji Hao sneered, and then shouted.
A few days ago, the middle-aged servant soldier who almost died at the hands of the soldiers of the Ink Ape Tribe, and his daughter was almost violated by these guys from the Ink Ape Tribe, said yes, and he was fully armed, and he took a big stride, and he jumped out of several miles with a few ups and downs.
Quickly run to the place where the large herd of cattle in front of you passes.
Zhamu is a member of the Yan tribe, and the origin of this name may be related to the color of their skin.
The Yan people are the vassal groups of the Yu people, and the Yan people are an extremely important part of the large formal army of the Yu people.
In a formal legion of the Yu tribe, more than ninety out of five of the warriors are Yan people.
The fighting talent of the Yan tribe is far inferior to the Jia tribe as a whole, but the racial qualifications of the Yan people are also very extraordinary, on average, for every 100 people, there will be a clansman with outstanding qualifications, who has cultivated hard.
They can easily possess the strength of the Great Witch Realm or even the Witch King Realm.
Among the Yan clan, there is even a lack of witch emperor-level existence.
Zhamu is a great warrior of the Yan Clan, although the cultivation system of the Yan people is different from that of the Terran, but he has the strength of the peak level of the Great Witch.
It's only one step away from the Witch King level.
In the private army of the Qian clan, Zamu was a captain of ten thousand people.
Because it was a private legion, Zamu and his soldiers had been stationed in the private territory of the Qian clan in the past, responsible for guarding the cities of the Qian clan, and had never fought with the human race.
In a sense, Zamu and his warriors had cleaner hands So that night.
After Mo Shan and Mo Shui led people away, Ji Hao, who felt that he was short of people, simply paid out of his own pocket and directly bought out Zamu and his soldiers, as well as their families, into his own slaves and private slaves according to the market price of Pu Han.
In Akasaka Mountain, Ji Hao extorted a huge amount of wealth from the Emperor Shi clan, and with a large number of jade coins rewarded by Ji Wenming, he easily bought out Zhamu and nearly 10,000 Yan warriors under his command.
After using the secret method of the witch hall and controlling the life and death of Zamu and others, these people have become Ji Hao's most hardcore slaves.
As a captain, Zamu had enough experience that he ran back quickly after a short time.
Kneeling heavily on his knees, Zamu touched the ground with his forehead, and shouted respectfully, "Respectful and merciful master, it is a few wandering Terran tribes passing by.
They were eight tribes, with a total of more than 40,000 people, and raised millions of large animals for food. ” Taking a breath, Zamu said in a deep voice: "According to them, all the grass in their original pasture has been eaten, and they have to rush to the next pasture, otherwise their livestock will lose fat."
But your lowly servant Zamu thinks there's something wrong with that. ” "Hmm, what's the problem" Ji Hao stood on the chariot and casually put a ban on it, isolating the sound so that Zamu's words would not be heard by outsiders.
"The first one, Zamu also knows that this straight road is the main route of the Terran war, and the wandering Terran tribe is the tribe with the lowest status of the Terran race, and they have no power, let alone the guts, to cross this straight road during the war."
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"Second, if it is really a wandering tribe, why are there only young and strong people among their more than 40,000 tribesmen, and there are no old people and women?"
"Thirdly, I found heavy armor, strong crossbows, and longbows on their carts transporting supplies, and wandering tribes who were engaged in animal husbandry, and they did not need heavy armor, nor did they need long-range ordnance.
They, there is a problem. ” Although he saw the glimmer of light released by the prohibition of sound isolation, Zamu still cautiously lowered his voice.
Ji Hao looked at Zamu, was silent for a while, and then took out a handful of jade coins and threw them in front of him.
"Well done, Zamu, your experience can help me do a lot in the future.
Work hard, these jade coins, you can go and change your daughter into a few beautiful new clothes. ” "Greet your men and prepare to be armed.
Tonight, prepare to kill. ” Speaking of the word murder, Ji Hao's eyes suddenly flashed with a ruthless color.
To be continued
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