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

The sun is setting in the west.

Shen Ying trekked toward the white smoke in the distance, with Qian Damu following behind her without saying a word.

quack!

A cawing sound caught her attention. She looked up and saw a flock of crows circling in the distant sky, making a piercing and annoying noise.

Shen Ying stopped and asked, "Have you noticed that there are more wild animals around here?"

"Hmm." Qian Damu also noticed that there were suddenly more wild animals such as wild boars and yellow wolves around, and they could be encountered almost every short distance.

This is something that didn't happen in the past few days.

"Let's hurry up and take a look ahead." Shen Ying subconsciously quickened her pace.

A bell rang, and Shen Ying turned around to see a group of barbarian cavalry charging towards her.

She intended to dodge, but unexpectedly, the barbarian cavalry charged straight at her. The horses were gaining speed, and just as they were about to crash into her, she suddenly reined in her horse and stopped. The rider on horseback burst into laughter.

"Little girl, I am Wu Yanbo from the Red Bone Tribe. Come with me, I'll come and take you back."

Qian Damu, carrying a barbarian saber, stood protectively in front of Shen Ying.

"What little girl? I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Hahaha." Wu Yanbo burst into another round of wild laughter. "You don't know yet, do you? Your people have already given you away to the grasslands as a prize."

"What!" Shen Ying was immediately shocked.

Wu Yanbo pointed his riding crop at the setting sun: "By sunset, you southerners are doomed to lose, and you are the stake this time. Actually, as soon as you entered the grasslands, I was ordered by my master to keep an eye on you, but you were still dreaming and completely unaware, hahaha."

Shen Ying felt a chill run through her, realizing she had fallen into a trap of conspiracy. Although she was caught in the maze and couldn't see the whole picture, she sensed the danger.

If the barbarians seize the opportunity to abduct her, they will surely threaten her father, and in turn, Qingniu Pass.

Qian Damu stood there with his knife in hand and said in a low voice, "Miss, you go first, I'll protect you."

Shen Ying trembled, unable to tell whether it was anger or fear. She had once felt a sense of déjà vu, like looking at flowers through mist or the moon reflected in water, but now, standing here, she truly understood how chilling the autumn winds of the grasslands could be.

Wu Yanbo and his men did not harm anyone. They rode their horses around like they were playing with small animals, surrounding Shen Ying and Qian Damu.

Qian Damu protected Shen Ying, constantly looking for an opportunity to make a move.

If he could seize a horse, help the young lady escape, and then desperately hold off the remaining people, there might still be a sliver of hope.

"The sun hasn't set yet, and the outcome is still uncertain!" Shen Ying said anxiously, pointing to the sun on the horizon.

Wu Yanbo and the other knights reined in their horses and, upon hearing this, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"According to your Southern dialect, there's only a little over an hour until sunset. You're doomed to lose. What chance do you have left?"

"Even with only one hour, it's still an opportunity," Shen Ying said.

"Ridiculous, ridiculous! You southern woman are truly laughable. Even the donkeys in the circle see the situation better than you..."

"What are you doing!"

Suddenly a loud shout came from afar.

It was Zhang Ada and his gang, armed with weapons, who charged toward them.

Seeing that the enemy outnumbered him, Wu Yanbo didn't linger in battle. He patted the horse and said, "Little girl, you should learn how to milk a horse first, so you can be a good woman for the barbarians in the future."

Having said that, he let out a long laugh and left.

Zhang Ada and his group rushed over in a great commotion, only to find Shen Ying standing there, her face turning deathly pale with anger.

"Little girl, he bullied you! Luckily you ran fast, otherwise you would have been slow and I'd shoot you."

"These barbarians are going too far!" Shen Ying gritted her teeth, then suddenly realized something, "You noticed too?"

"What did you notice?" Zhang Ada pointed to the people behind him. Besides the reclaimers, there were also some soldiers. "These are the people we met on the road. None of us gained anything."

Shen Ying quickly composed herself and pointed to the flock of crows ahead, saying, "We see a flock of crows gathering there, and all the wild animals we encounter on the road are heading that way. Perhaps something strange is happening. Let's go take a look over there."

"good!"

The group merged together, each armed with weapons, and headed towards the direction where the crows were circling.

Shen Ying walked at the front, partly because she was anxious, and partly because she didn't want anyone to see the tear stains on her face.

Although Wu Yanbo was arrogant, what he said was probably true.

Does this mean I'll really have to stay on the grasslands, become a barbarian's wife, and cut wool and milk sheep every day?

She wasn't concerned about her own safety, but she was worried that others would use her to blackmail her father.

If they were to fall into the hands of barbarians, they would likely face certain death.

Having made up my mind, I felt much more relaxed and quickly climbed the grassy slope in front of me. I was now below the flock of crows, and the scenery before me was breathtaking.

She suddenly froze.

Qian Damu and Zhang Ada also climbed up with her, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they showed the same shocked expression.

Under the setting sun, on the grassland, lay the corpses of wild beasts.

A figure crouched beside the wild beast, tying red ropes to its left hind legs one by one.

A gentle breeze blew by, allowing Shen Ying to see the other person's face clearly; it was none other than Li Qingshan, whom she had only parted from not long ago.

……

Lake Sainte.

A leopard was placed on the ground with a heavy thud.

Ulemon's eyelids twitched, and he continued to laugh, "It's just a mere leopard. Southerners aren't good at hunting. It's not bad that we managed to catch one beast in five days."

"Report!"

The bells rang, and a fast horse galloped in, carrying a wild boar weighing several dozen kilograms on its back, with a red rope tied to its left hind leg.

Report.

Another fast horse appeared, with a yellow wolf on its back, which was also thrown to the ground, placed alongside the wild boar and leopard.

"Um……"

The previously listless King of the North narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face regained its radiance.

"Let me see what's going on."

The chieftain of the Blue Wolf tribe stepped forward, stared at the prey on the ground, and asked in surprise, "Why are all these prey wounded in the back, and all of them killed with a single blow?"

The chieftain of the Canglin tribe squatted down, looked at the bloody holes in his prey, and frowned, saying, "The same location, the same wound. The person who did this was not only very strong, but also incredibly accurate."

Ulemon looked at the King of the North: "I wonder who possesses such abilities?"

"Is it that scary?" The King of the Northern Border yawned as if he had just woken up. "Our Great Yan is full of experts, and there are countless talents like this. If you ask who did it, hehe, I really don't know."

But he was surprisingly clear-headed. Kid, I knew it was you. My trump card has finally been played.

Things have now taken a turn for the better, but it remains to be seen whether the situation can be reversed and victory secured before sunset.

One after another, swift horses galloped in, tossing their prey, whose legs were bound with red ropes, onto the high platform:

Bison, lizards, golden eagles, fawns, black bears...

The prey piled up like a small mountain, getting higher and higher, and Ulemon's face grew increasingly grim.