Reclaiming Wasteland and Farming: My Haunted Fields Are Spawning Monsters Infinitely

Chapter 123 Fox Transformation

"I asked the same question the prince asked, and the same question the prince asked. Is that so hard to understand?"

"you!"

Jin Wuji was so angry that his eyelids twitched, but he couldn't do anything about Li Qingshan.

The prince is still in the hands of this land reclaimer, and they still need to rely on the prince to deal with the barbarians.

He suppressed his anger and told Li Qingshan the news he had received.

Jin Wuji was in charge of intelligence work. Over the past three days, he divided his Qingyi Guards into several groups to search for the small paths in the vicinity that the barbarians might have infiltrated.

After asking some peddlers and local villagers, I did manage to find out about some smuggling routes. But none of them were roads that could support a large infiltration of troops.

"Now, these paths are all guarded, ensuring that not a single barbarian can get in."

Li Qingshan rested his chin on his hand, pondering whether he had guessed wrong.

"Please tell the Prince that continuing this investigation is exhausting our manpower. We've sent people to every small path, which severely disperses our forces," Jin Wuji said. "The battle at Jue Long Valley is still very intense."

Li Qingshan said, "Keep investigating. I'll teach you another method: go ask the refugees in the north. They've all come from all over the country and have a wide network of information. Maybe you can find out something."

"Is this your order or the Prince's order?" Jin Wuji said. "I'm not following your orders."

"Not now, but it will be soon. Understand?" Li Shushan said with a stern face.

"greasy----"

Before Jin Wuji could utter a word in the barbarian language, Li Qingshan had already turned and left.

With nothing else to do, he went to the blacksmith's shed, lit the furnace, and prepared to kill some time.

blah blah.

The little skeleton ran over and helped Li Qingshan add firewood to the stove.

Huh?

Li Qingshan watched this scene with delight. This little skeleton was very clever; it could work on its own without any instructions.

"Let me give you a name," Li Qingshan said after thinking for a moment. "I'll call you Number One."

He thought to himself that if he had the chance to go to the underworld again, he would pick a few more melons and form a skeleton squad.

The thought had barely formed when a string of words suddenly appeared before my eyes.

Time until the Gates of the Underworld open: 2 days, 23 hours, and 59 minutes. Huh?

It's true what they say, speak of the devil and he appears.

Outside the Dragon Valley, the Red Bone Tribe.

A man sat before the high priest. Unlike the burly Ulemon, he was extremely thin, seemingly without any fat, just a skeleton covered by a human skin.

The high priest looked at the new chieftain, who gave him a different feeling than Ulemon.

Ulemon is a solid blade, yet he is a long, narrow sword, inspiring both danger and unease.

"The Red Bone Tribe has protected our people for many years, and many of our people have received His blood," said the High Priest.

"He is going to die," Hetuge said. "The Blood Spirit Stone brought back from the Southerners cannot save His life. He will die sooner or later. We might as well open a path for our people."

The high priest's cloudy eyes were filled with sorrow: "He has been kind to my people—"

Suddenly, the high priest's eyes turned upside down, his chin became pointed, and white downy hair grew on his face.

A sharp, chilling voice came from her mouth: "I promise you."

-

Hetuge bowed his head in greeting, then raised it to quietly look at the half-fox high priest.

"One hundred thousand blood meals."

Hetuge nodded slightly.

Li Qingshan came out again from outside the locust tree slope.

"Call your leader over here."

"My general is busy and doesn't have time."

Upon seeing this, Li Qingshan knew that Jin Wuji had definitely not carried out his military orders.

He thought for a moment, then walked toward the group of refugees gathered together.

"Greetings, benefactor."

Many of them witnessed Li Qingshan's battle that night and followed him all the way here.

Li Qingshan waved his hand and said, "I want to ask you about some things."

"Please give me your orders, my benefactor."

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"Have you heard of any road that leads from here to the grasslands, or from the grasslands to here?"

After Li Qingshan finished speaking, they immediately started discussing it amongst themselves.

They gathered together, were well-informed, and quickly provided Li Qingshan with many routes.

However, Jin Wuji had already sent people to check these roads, and they had not seen any activity from the barbarians.

"I've heard of a road," said an elderly man with white hair, "but it doesn't go from the north to the grasslands?"

"Where is that?"

"Qingniu Pass".

The old man said, "On my way to the north, I heard that there is a road that can bypass Qingniu Pass, cross the vast mountains, and reach the grasslands."

"Is this road easy to travel?" Li Qingshan asked.

"It's difficult to climb," the old man said, shaking his head. "It's a sheer cliff called Three Thousand Feet, so high that it's impossible to climb. Only nimble herb gatherers can make it up."

"Three thousand feet?"

If it were truly a sheer cliff, impassable even to immortals, then the barbarian army would also be unable to cross.

But what if?

If the attack on Jue Long Valley was merely a feint, while the barbarian army secretly circled around to the rear, then the location of Qing Niu Pass would lose its strategic significance.

Li Qingshan's heart skipped a beat.

I'd better go check out the insurance.

Li Qingshan walked back to the front of the military camp and said, "Send your leaders out."

"What's all the noise about?" Jin Wuji picked his teeth as he walked, and seeing Li Qingshan's anxious look, he felt a sense of satisfaction.

Li Qingshan said, "After entering the pass, there is a place called Three Thousand Feet. Do you know it?"

"I know, what's wrong?"

"I suspect the barbarians might have come from there. Send someone to check."

Jin Wuji chuckled.

Have you studied the terrain and landscape of this area?

"no."

"I knew you didn't," Jin Wuji said, emphasizing his words. "My lord and I have thoroughly studied the mountains, rivers, and streams within a 800-mile radius of this area. There is only one path: Jue Long Valley. As long as we defend Jue Long Valley, the barbarians will not be able to enter."

"We've also studied that place you mentioned. It's true that it can bypass Qingniu Pass. But that place is a sheer cliff hundreds of feet high; even monkeys can't climb it, so how could the barbarians possibly get through?"

Li Qingshan said, "Sending someone to check out Three Thousand Feet won't take much time."

"What do you know!" Jin Wuji shouted. "Boy, military strategy is not a game. I know you have some strength, but war is not something to joke about. Release my prince now, that's your only way out."

Li Qingshan turned and walked towards the village.

He himself wanted to go there, but he couldn't leave Huai Shupo now.

"I just overheard you discussing whether there's anything I can do to help," said Dong Fang from Wan Juan Academy.

Li Qingshan's eyes lit up; he had almost forgotten about them.

"Behind Qingniu Pass lies a place called Three Thousand Feet. I suspect the barbarians might have come from there. Would you kindly do me the trouble of going there to take a look?"

"Okay, I understand." Dong Fang bowed and turned to walk out of the crowd.

At this very moment, the barbarian tribe, led by Hetuge himself, is traversing the mountains and forests.

A hunter who was hunting nearby looked up and saw this astonishing scene.

Armored in jet-black leather, with long swords wrapped in cloth, the three thousand men kept their heads down and marched on without making a sound.

Whizzing.

Two arrows suddenly shot out, one into the hunter's eye and the other into his throat.

"Chief, there is a village ahead," a scout reported.

"Kill them," Hetuge said coldly. "Kill them all, and don't let a word of it leak out."