"Judging from the smoke rising, the forward of the Ghost and Witch Department is only a hundred miles away from here at most!"

Qingyang judged the distance between the two sides at a glance.

More than 120 wild people settled and wanted to fight back against the unification of the Ghost and Witch Tribe, but they suffered more than 10,000 casualties in one battle, completely crushing the courage of all the wild people to resist.

Everywhere the Ghost and Witch Department went, they were invincible, and the speed of progress was far faster than expected, and they had to leave as soon as possible.

Uncle Zhong signaled: "Lord, you see, there are a lot of wild people fleeing over there, why don't you recruit them by the way?"

The terrain of the Great Wilderness is flat, and I can vaguely see more than ten miles away, groups of wild people, with the guardian totems of various departments as the core, fleeing in panic from east to west.

Qingyang understood what Zhong Bo meant, no matter how poor the wild people were, there were also one or two junior totem warriors, or eighth-rank and ninth-rank martial cultivators.

Taking advantage of the raid of the Ghost and Witch Department and recruiting a few more wild people, it is a great compensation for the overall strength of the Qing Clan.

After thinking about it carefully, Qingyang shook his head and said: "This matter is not advisable, there are already 14500 people from the three clans and prisoners of war at the moment.

I don't know how many wild people I will recruit, I must first integrate all the ministries and collect their hearts before I can continue to recruit!"

"Hehe, the old clock is big, and his brain is always insufficient!"

The Red Ghost Xin Yi smiled sarcastically and unceremoniously, "These wild people, they would rather flee than belong to the Ghost Witch Department, do you think they will defect to the Qing Clan?"

Even the city lord Cheng Tong and the middle doctor are not necessarily known by these wild people, and the Qing clan is just a mere sergeant, how can they convince these rebellious wild people?"

"Red Ghost Xinyi, how can you be rude to Uncle Zhong?"

Qingyang pretended to be displeased, but everyone understood that the red ghost Xin Yi was right, the wild people living in the depths of the Great Wilderness did not know much about Xing Guo, and would never easily defect to the Qing clan.

The team was integrated again, and the number swelled to 14,500 people, but fortunately, there were many cattle, horses, and livestock in the White Crane Division, so as not to slow down the speed of the team.

Qingyang thought for a while, and said to Crane Qianxue: "Patriarch He, I made an appointment with the old people to gather in Queshan, and you take people to inquire to see if there are Xingguocheng guards in Queshan!"

"Do your lord's bidding!"

He Qianxue looked puzzled, but turned around and left without hesitation.

For safety, she rode the seven-rank white crane, and three young people from the white crane department also rode the white crane to follow the left and right.

Less than two hours after the procession marched, Tsuru Chiyuki returned again.

She looked worried, and arched her hand: "My lord, I didn't see the city guards on Queshan Mountain, but thousands of wild people gathered.

I don't know if there were contradictions in the past, or for other reasons, they fought with each other and made a mess, and there was no one around to stop them, and they were afraid that they would be entangled if they wanted to go to Queshan!"

"Thousands of wild people gathered, but there were no city guards?"

Qingyang frowned, could these wild people be brought by Ziche Yanxi? But why didn't Ziche Yanxi and the city guards be in Queshan?

Thinking about it again, Qingyang said calmly: "Thousands of wild people, fighting each other, scattered sand, there is nothing to fear. I'd like to see what happened to Magpie Mountain?"

After traveling dozens of miles, the sun is approaching dusk, and the magpie mountain is already in sight.

The team began to move along the banks of the whirlpool.

In summer and autumn, the river floods and spreads, washing both sides of the river bank very flat, and at this time it is covered with foot-high wild grass, withered yellow and white, but it is also easy to walk.

The surging whirlpool, after bypassing the Queshan Mountain, the river surface suddenly opens up, the water flow appears to be much calmer, with the water and the wind, the heart is wide and happy, but there is also an artistic conception.

"Hmm, there's something wrong on the other side!"

Zhong Bo reminded in a low voice, "Look, my lord, isn't that group of giant beasts a great wilderness?"

Qingyang looked carefully, the whirlpool was vast, and the grass and trees on the opposite bank were luxuriant, but he couldn't stand a group of giant beasts.

Under the setting sun, a group of blue-gray giant beasts, as high as two zhang and five zhang long, slowly marched in the wilderness, their movements were calm and calm, and from time to time they let out a low roar.

"Strange, the green rhino has always been in the depths of the wilderness, the favorite Daze water grass, one or two appear here, it's normal, there are hundreds of green rhinos, come here together, why?"

Although the green rhino is not as powerful as the giant rhino, the woolly rhinoceros, and the lacquer carving beast, and it is not as powerful as the saber-toothed giant elephant, as long as it is an adult, it is a seven-grade beast, and the leader has six or five grades.

Could it be that it has something to do with the Ghost and Witch Ministry?

No, such a group of giant beasts, once they get angry, even if they are in the Ghost Witch Department, they will kill and injure dozens of middle-level totem warriors, which is not worth it.

"Forget it, the time is urgent, let's go to Queshan first!"

Qingyang shook his head, dispelling the curiosity in his heart, the ghost and witch department was less than a hundred miles away from here, and the Queshan Mountain was in a mess, I don't know if there was an accident in Ziche Yanxi, he was inevitably worried in his heart.

The closer he got to Queshan, the more Qingyang's brows were twisted, and he found that the appearance of Queshan had changed greatly just by looking at the distance.

The magpie mountain within a radius of ten miles was originally densely forested, and the magpie birds gathered like clouds, but at this time it was mottled and messy, and the mountains were full of wild people.

I don't know that there are thousands of wild people, cutting down patches of trees, using trunks, branches, and thatch, to build large shacks in a mess to shelter from the cold of late autumn.

Groups of dirty children, wrapped in shabby animal skins, ran around among the dilapidated grass huts, all looking very happy.

There were also children who were clutching roasted birds and munching on them, but there was a long slug in their nostrils.

What makes Qingyang most upset is that at the foot of Queshan Mountain, there are five or six groups of wild people, fighting each other, and thousands of wild people around are shouting loudly, the scene is extremely chaotic, and there is a lot of commotion.

"Uncle Zhong, let them be quiet and ask where the Zichejun Sima is!" Qingyang commanded lightly.

With a sneer on his face, the giant man pulled out the Star Shattering Knife, his whole body suddenly rose high, his eyes were like electricity, staring at the crowd, and he immediately roared.

"Drink~"

A huge knife with a long door panel, with a thunderous sound, suddenly split the ground, a crack stretched for dozens of meters, raising a large piece of sand and gravel, hitting the group of wild people, ghosts and wolves howl.

The sudden accident made this group of excited wild people stop in fright and glare at each other together.

But I saw a giant man who was one foot tall, with a majestic expression, like a god and a demon, which made people dare not look directly.

"Roar~"

A green wolf, a red deer, a white horse, and three strange beasts rushed out of a forest on Queshan Mountain, roaring in a low voice, but the little red bird chirped softly, and immediately retracted into the woods.

"The Qing clan leaders are here, who is going to commit it?"

On the magpie mountain, there was a sudden roar, the voice was loud and full of confidence.

With the roar, a big man rushed out of the woods, with the strength of the seventh-rank upper rank, and there were more than ten eighth-rank and ninth-rank martial cultivators behind him.

When Uncle Zhong saw the big man, he smiled instead, and shouted unceremoniously: "Even if you are a leader of the Qing clan, why don't you come to meet the lord?"

As soon as Dahan saw the people of the Qing clan, he was immediately stunned, and then rushed down wildly, and said excitedly to Uncle Zhong: "Brother Zhong Kai, you are finally back!"

The people behind him also looked happy and shouted, "The lord is back, the lord is back!"

With this shout, thousands of wild people up and down the entire Magpie Mountain immediately moved.