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

Chapter 124 Barbarian Soldiers at Three Thousand Feet

Black mountain with withered trees, scattered rocks and wild grass.

A dried-up river valley stretched ahead. Ahead lay a dark cave.

When the river existed, water seeped into the bottom of the mountain from here, and the underground river washed over the mountain walls day and night.

The river has now dried up, and the valley has become a road.

The cave still exists.

The barbarian soldiers, wielding curved swords, cleaved through the bushes blocking their path and charged straight ahead.

Dong Fang had just climbed three thousand feet.

He tightened his robe. Because of his family's poverty, this cotton robe was bought with the money his wife had spent half a year weaving. It was torn by a sharp rock while climbing the mountain, which broke his heart.

At this time, it was just before dawn, and the mountains and rivers in front of us were shrouded in a vast expanse of white mist.

Why would barbarian soldiers pass through here?

Even I struggled to climb the cliff, let alone the barbarians.

We should send the message back as soon as possible to avoid worrying them.

rustle.

rustle.

Suddenly, I heard a strange sound coming from the bottom of the valley.

Huh?

Dong Fang looked down, but unfortunately the valley floor was dark and he couldn't see anything.

Only the rustling sound clearly reached my ears.

His gaze swept around, then he grabbed an ancient vine, pulled hard, and climbed down the vine.

When he had descended halfway down, it was already daylight, and he could vaguely see the bottom of the valley.

Barbarian soldiers!

Dong Fang was startled. He held his breath and looked down. He saw that the barbarian soldiers, carrying curved swords, had already reached the mountain wall.

A gaunt barbarian, wrapped in a fur coat, appeared to be the leader of the group.

He walked to the mountain wall with his hands behind his back, waved his hand, and the barbarian soldiers brought over a person who appeared to be a villager from the mountains.

Before the mountain dweller could even cry out, he was pinned to the ground.

The barbarian chief pressed his hand on his head, applying pressure with his five fingers while chanting incantations.

Click.

The mountain dweller's skull was suddenly crushed, and blood immediately flowed out, forming a black pool that enveloped his corpse.

The next instant, the bloodstains on the ground began to writhe, and the mountain dweller's body lay in a pool of blood, his flesh still growing.

Bang!

A force seemed to tear space apart, and in the blink of an eye, the mountain dweller's corpse grew into a ferocious beast.

This is a red fox.

Its massive body almost filled the valley, its fur was dry, it had several tails trailing behind it, and its eyes were full of sorrow.

Hetuge and the barbarian soldiers behind him knelt down simultaneously, shouting, "Welcome, Lord of Red Bones!"

Some of the barbarians even had tears in their eyes and kept pounding their chests with their fists.

"Is this the Red Bone Lord of the barbarians?" Dong Fang murmured to himself. "What is it doing here?"

After the Lord of Red Bones descended, he looked up at the mountain wall in front of him and suddenly let out a long howl.

It looked like a mix of crying and laughing.

Then it raised its head and slammed into the mountain wall in front of it.

boom!

Dong Fang gripped the withered vine in his hand and couldn't help but let out a gasp.

So this was the barbarian's goal; they actually tried to break through the mountain wall and carve out a road to get around to Qingniu Pass.

If this road is opened, the barbarians will be able to advance unimpeded, and then the capital will be in danger, and the whole country will be in danger.

We must get this message back as soon as possible.

boom!

Another impact nearly threw Dong Fang off.

"Who goes there!"

He Tuge had already noticed something was wrong. He looked up and his eyes met Dong Fang's.

Dong Fang didn't stop, pulling himself up the withered vine.

"Release the arrows!"

The barbarian soldiers drew their bows, and arrows flew one after another towards Dong Fang in the air.

Dong Fang climbed left and right, his body nimble and agile, like an old ape in the mountains.

Hetuge snorted coldly, pulled an iron arrow from his sleeve, lightly cut his palm, and dripped blood onto it.

The blood-stained iron arrow flew out immediately, as if burning with flames, shooting towards Dong Fang in the air.

Dong Fang sensed the murderous intent and pulled a piece of paper from his sleeve.

A sheet of paper filled with writing.

The white paper grew taller in the wind, and strokes emerged from it.

The strokes are as sharp as a knife, as gentle as a sweeping motion, as horizontal as a thousand-mile-long battle formation of clouds, and as ancient as a withered vine.

Ding ding ding.

The two collided.

Dong Fang had already taken the opportunity to climb three thousand feet, turned his head to look, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

puff!

Suddenly, the iron arrow split into a bloody spurt in mid-air, striking Dong Fang directly in the lower abdomen.

There were no visible wounds on his lower abdomen, but he had suffered severe internal injuries.

He dared not linger, turned around and climbed down the mountain, hurrying back to Huai Shu Po to report the news.

At Huai Shupo, Li Qingshan was waiting for news from outside.

A figure in the distance rushed towards them like the wind.

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"Mr. Dong, Mr. Dong—"

Tian Quan and Tian Ling from the Dragon Tiger Gate helped Dong Fang to the gate of the stronghold: "Mr. Dong, he is injured."

Dong Fang grabbed Li Qingshan's arm, and before he could speak, he spat out a mouthful of blood: "Three thousand feet, there are barbarian soldiers."

After saying that, his face turned dark and he fainted.

Tian Quan unbuttoned the undergarment around his abdomen and saw that his belly had turned purplish-red.

"This is barbarian sorcery; I'm afraid Mr. Dong is doomed," Tian Quan sighed.

Li Qingshan thought for a moment and said, "That's not necessarily true."

As he spoke, he took out a packet of red powder from his pocket and sprinkled it into Dong Fang's mouth.

"Keep an eye on him first. If that doesn't work, I have other options."

"Hmm?" Tian Quan was somewhat surprised; Li Qingshan had quite a few ways to save people.

Li Qingshan raised his head and strode towards Jin Wuji's military camp.

"Call your leader out here, I have something to say to him."

"Our general does not want to see you."

"So, do you want me to just storm in?"

"What's all the noise about?" Jin Wuji strolled out leisurely. "What's gotten into you now?"

Li Qingshan said, "We've found out that the barbarian soldiers are making moves at Three Thousand Feet. The attack on Jue Long Valley is just a feint; their real target is Three Thousand Feet."

"What makes you think that? What proof do you have?"

Li Qingshan pointed at Dong Fang, who was lying unconscious on the ground: "Can't he serve as evidence?"

Jin Wuji, with his hands behind his back, slowly said, "I'm also a little curious, how can he be used as proof?"

Li Qingshan snorted coldly and turned to walk towards the earthen house.

He returned shortly afterward, holding a military order signed by the King of the North: "Can this serve as proof?"

Jin Wuji took the document and glanced at it; it instructed him to allocate troops to assist in the defense of Qingniu Pass.

The seal belongs to the King of the North, and the courtesy name belongs to Lu Botong, but the military order came from the hands of this pioneer in front of us.

Only a fool would carry out such an order.

"What, you want to disobey orders?"

"Alright, I'll go take care of it right away." Jin Wuji turned and left.

Watching his retreating figure, Li Qingshan was still somewhat uneasy, so he went to find Tian Quan and Tian Ling.

"Go to Qingniu Pass and tell the garrison commander about the barbarian situation. Do not delay."

Tian Quan nodded heavily, then added, "We two are of little influence, and I'm afraid we won't be able to see the garrison commander."

Li Qingshan thought for a moment and said, "Then, you go find someone—"

Li Qingshan lowered his voice and said finally, "Ride my horse."

During the last barbarian invasion, he captured two of their horses, which now come in handy.