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

"No, I'm not."

Zhang Ada covered his face with his robe sleeves. He used to wear hemp clothes and short tunics, just like other land reclamation households.

But ever since the King of the North recognized him as Great Aru, he also had a position in the army, and he changed into wide robes and long sleeves, rode a tall horse, wore a red flower, and traveled through dozens of villages.

It is said that the imperial court will soon issue an edict to give him a seventh or ninth-rank official position.

I've also secured a promising future for myself.

But Zhang Ada knew in his heart that his identity as Da Aru was fake.

Many people in the military camp knew this, and the fact that he swaggered through the streets on horseback in front of the people was the reason they despised and ostracized him.

Now, the villagers who had reclaimed the land recognized him.

But how can I lead them to fight against the barbarians when I stole this Great Aru?

When he saw barbarians, his legs trembled just like theirs.

Go home first, go home first, go see your wife and children.

He patted the horse's rump and practically fled.

Along the way, people kept recognizing him and calling out "Da Aru," but Zhang Ada didn't dare to respond at all.

The crowd continued to follow him, growing larger and larger.

……

Huyan Chigou led his people straight to Huai Shupo.

There were more than a dozen dark figures standing in front of the gate. The light was too dim and the distance was too far, so they couldn't be seen clearly.

"Who goes there!" Huyan Chigou waved his hand. "Go scout them out!"

Immediately, two shrewd and capable barbarians rushed over, and soon after, they waved loudly in this direction, "Chieftain, it's Ironback and the others!"

"Isn't Tiebei dead?" Huyan Chigou's eyes suddenly lit up. "I knew it. Tiebei wouldn't die so easily. There's no one as tough as him among the Southerners."

The tribesmen behind him had already rushed over in a flurry.

Several of them were close friends with Ironback, and they often hunted and drank together.

Huyan Chigou was also eager to rush over and find out what had happened and why someone had said that Tiebei was dead.

At that moment, he realized something was wrong while riding his horse.

Although Tiebei and the others were still standing, they didn't say a word, their movements were stiff, like walking corpses.

Just then, a bell rang out.

"Come back, come back quickly!" Huyan Chigou roared from his horse.

But it was too late. Suddenly, the barbarians, including Tiebei, drew their swords and swung them in unison.

Several people who were close by and had the best relationship with Tiebei and the others were immediately slashed with bloody gashes.

Some people, even after being stabbed in the face, still refuse to believe that their brothers, with whom they once shared life and death, would turn against them.

"Scatter quickly! Fire arrows! Fire arrows!"

Another burst of shortbow fire followed, and Ironback and his men were riddled with arrows, yet they remained in combat readiness.

A bloody smell filled the air, and everyone automatically dispersed into a circle, only to find seven or eight more corpses on the ground.

"They're possessed by evil spirits," someone whispered.

"They're not possessed; they're already dead." Huyan Chigou, being a man of many experiences, stared at the village in front of him with a grim expression.

Before they even met, the other party gave them a hard time.

Perhaps there really is a master in the village.

At this moment, the bells rang again, and Tiebei and the others, their bodies riddled with arrows, actually moved towards the gate of the stronghold.

"Chieftain, should we stop them?"

"No need."

Huyan Chigou narrowed his eyes and said, "This stronghold is not simple. Tiebei and the others must have underestimated us. We must not make the same mistake. Everyone, be on your guard."

"Yes," the barbarians replied in unison, their voices like thunder, which even dispelled much of the eerie atmosphere around them.

"There must be something prepared behind the main gate. Let's circle around and see if there are any other entrances," Huyan Chigou began to give orders. "Also, watch out for the person ringing a bell; he might be the mastermind."

The barbarians behind him immediately sprang into action.

In the barbarian era, people lived by hunting and herding. No matter how powerful the prey was, as long as they took it seriously and worked as a team, they could always find its weakness.

This earthen village before us is nothing less than a colossal creature lurking in the shadows.

"Chief, there's an entrance here."

Soon, the barbarians found a gap in the village wall, just big enough for one person to pass between two logs.

"If we go this way, we won't be able to ride horses," someone warned.

"Let a few people go in and scout ahead," Huyan Chigou said calmly.

Three barbarians slipped inside; their movements were swift and silent.

Huyan Chigou and the others were waiting outside.

"what!"

Suddenly, a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, came from the gap.

Everyone was startled, and some immediately tried to crawl in to rescue the person.

"Wait, don't take the risk." Huyan Chigou stretched out his large hand to stop everyone, his palm trembling.

The screams grew louder and louder, assaulting everyone's eardrums.

"My second brother is still inside. Let me in. I want to go in."

Suddenly, a hand reached out, followed by a person's head.

"Second brother, come out quickly, I'll help you up."

Seven or eight people worked together, but they could only pull half of the person out; the other half remained inside the wall. The section in the middle was a bloody mess, with intestines spilling out.

"What's going on inside? Tell me, tell me now!"

"Snakes, so many snakes..." He stopped breathing before he could finish his sentence.

Everyone's faces darkened. What kind of snake could have bitten his body in half?

And there are many more snakes like this!

The group returned to the main entrance.

The gate was wide open, as if inviting someone into a trap.

But nobody knew what awaited them behind the gate.

"Watch out for the snakes once you're inside," Huyan Chigou warned.

"Chief, it's too risky to go in now!" someone advised.

"Let the dog in first."

The Red Dog tribe keeps red greyhounds, which are good helpers when hunting.

The group untied the chains from the greyhounds' necks, patted their heads, and the dozen or so greyhounds rushed inside like a swarm of bees.

The sound of dogs barking echoed from the village.

Then, as if they had discovered something, the greyhounds suddenly began to howl loudly.

"Found it!"

"They must have spotted the enemy."

"It bit so hard, it's probably been torn to shreds."

Huyan Chigou's eyes lit up: "Let's go in."

Roar!

Suddenly, a tiger's roar came from the village, as if the mountains were collapsing and the earth was splitting. In an instant, all the barking of the dogs fell silent.

Huyan Chigou had already ridden to the gate of the stronghold when he reined in his horse and stopped, his brows furrowed deeply: "There are tigers inside!"

He found it hard to imagine why a farming village would need to raise tigers.

"Chieftain, shall we go in?" someone whispered.

The Red Dog Clan uses the red dog as their totem, and dogs are inherently afraid of this mountain king.

Huyan Chigou remained silent for a long time; he hesitated.