There is no cloud in the blue sky, and a row of huge suspended peaks in the distance are like a string of beads, being blown by the strong wind and slowly flying towards the north. In the far distance, the sharp cry of an eagle fighting against the strong wind could be heard.
A dozen huge colorful birds galloped overhead. The archer sitting on the bird's back was in high spirits, laughing loudly and waving to the large group of people on the ground marching slowly southward.
Ji Hao raised his head and watched the archers galloping past. After flying forward for more than a hundred miles, they circled and drew a huge arc, and then looked towards the rear of the team.
Not long after, more than a dozen large eagles flew by. The warriors on the eagles' backs were laughing and carrying wine bags, and were drinking heavily. Their faces were all red from drinking, and they were obviously already 70 to 80% drunk.
"Gulu, Gulu", Ji Hao sat on a four-wheeled chariot, and the hard wheels hit the ground, making a harsh sound. The frame was very strong and vibrated greatly, causing the bodies of Ji Hao and others to shake slightly.
Ji Hao and several of his companions were sitting on a chariot, surrounded by hundreds of elite warriors wearing heavy armor and riding ferocious tigers.
Although they are said to be elites, these human warriors are only equipped with excellent equipment, but when they march, they are all laughing and drinking wine bags made of animal skins. They are completely like a mob.
Although these soldiers were Ji Hao's subordinates, they were only temporarily transferred to Ji Hao's command in accordance with Si Wen's military orders. The right of ownership of these warriors still lies in the tribes from which they originate.
Once these warriors return to Pusaka and return to their own tribes, they will no longer have anything to do with Ji Hao. Ji Hao will no longer be able to command them, and he will become a complete polished commander.
Ji Hao could only shake his head silently after taking a look at these human warriors who were dissolute and even a little unscrupulous and having fun because of the human race's great victory. In Kasaka, without the closest clan members, things would be like this.
Large groups of alien servants and slaves lined up with expressionless faces. The tall, strong, dark-skinned servants had a bit of fighting power, and there were many powerful wizard-level warriors among them. Therefore, these servants were tanned with animal tendons, and their shoulder blades were penetrated with ropes blessed by witchcraft. The shoulder blades of thousands of people were strung together in a row, and they were also given witchcraft medicine that made them weak.
These servants were silent, still maintaining the style of an army, moving in unison, and still vaguely forming their own system according to their organization in the foreign legion. Just looking at the performance of these servants, they are more like soldiers than the warriors of the human tribe.
And those alien slaves are simply a mess.
They were born like giant monkeys and had hideous and ugly faces. They were of low strength and were shouting and making noise all the time. Because of their weak strength, the human army did not take any measures for them and allowed them to line up in a haphazard manner. Forward.
Compared with the orderly queue of servants, the queue of these alien slaves was as messy as a group of wild beasts, with a pile in the east and a pile in the west, and they were sparse and messy.
Especially when they were walking, they couldn't control their mouths. They were chattering without knowing what they were saying in the dialect of their own race. The sharp and mixed sound was "buzzing", making people's heads hurt.
In this battle at Akasaka Mountain, the human race finally won.
The Blood Moon lineage was forced to leave all their servants and slaves to the human race. Afterwards, according to the conditions drawn up by Si Wenming, several big families of the Blood Moon lineage continued to send their slaves to Akasaka Mountain. As war reparations.
These servants and slaves are the trophies of the human race, and it is also very troublesome to send them back to Pusaka all the way.
Ji Hao was unfortunately selected and joined the transport team with more than a thousand human warriors. He only had more than a thousand people under his command, but he had nearly a hundred thousand servants and slaves to escort. Sparse human warriors were running back and forth, and the messy slave team was like herding ducks, making everyone anxious and worried. There was an inexplicable anger in his belly.
During such a messy march, more than a hundred soldiers around Ji Hao could barely be considered elites, but they continued to drink and have fun. Faced with such a messy situation, Ji Hao was speechless.
Suddenly, three or four miles ahead, more than a hundred earth spirit slaves with tan skin and dense gray spots were howling and howling, and a group of frog spirit slaves with dark green skin and dense dark red stripes didn't know why. Something broke out. More than a hundred short elf slaves, who were more than three feet and less than four feet tall, grabbed rocks on the ground and fought fiercely.
More than a hundred slaves were beaten randomly, and soon dirty blood was spilled all over the floor.
The servant soldiers who were rushing in all directions remained motionless and were still lining up to move towards the south. But those monster slaves seemed to have been suddenly given a shot of blood. They rushed forward one by one, yelling and yelling at each other with obscene words. They danced and danced to cheer up the fighting slaves!
With a loud laugh, a heavily armored warrior beside Ji Hao's chariot suddenly jumped up and took two steps for more than three miles. He drew his sword and waved, and heard a miserable howl. Those who were only about the same strength The spirit slaves who were different from ordinary shamans were chopped to pieces, and their dirty internal organs were sprayed all over the ground like raindrops.
In just a few breaths, in addition to the more than a hundred spirit slaves fighting each other, three to four hundred of the onlookers were killed by this warrior.
The heavily armored warrior who was already a little delirious from drinking laughed wildly, and suddenly struck out with a sword. A group of dozens of feet away was lining up. There were more than a dozen servants in the queue who did not participate in the fight or watch. The defenseless servant was split into two pieces by his sword.
The surrounding servants suddenly stopped. Their faces tightened and they looked at the human warrior with cold expressions.
The red-faced human warrior raised his sword and yelled at the top of his lungs: "A group of murderers, what do you want me to do? Why don't you hurry up and hurry up? If you dare to delay the journey, we will kill them all! Bastards... If you weren't dragging us down, we would have gone back now. I’m looking for a woman in Kasaka!”
A dozen human warriors rushed over from a distance, waving their long whips and lashing out at the servant warriors.
The whip was so heavy that the servants were covered in bloodstains, and several of them fell to the ground unable to move with broken bones and tendons.
Ji Hao watched the movement here from a distance, finally stood up and said calmly: "That's enough. Send them back to Pusaka. They are all valuable. If you kill them, will the money be deducted from your heads?"
A group of human warriors laughed happily. They stopped and looked at Ji Hao up and down with a hint of ridicule and disdain.
"Little brat, what do you know?"
From the crowd, the mocking sneers of these human warriors came.
(End of chapter)