The Magus Era - Chapter 436

Chapter 436: Migratory Clans
Translator: Law Editor: Hitesh

In the next few days, the captive-escorting troop was all in peace, with nothing
big happening at all.
On the straight road paved with flagstones, this large troop had been moving
directly south. One couldn’t see the head or tail of this troop, and could only
hear rumbling footsteps that even made the ground shake constantly. From
time to time, one could hear those non-humankind slaves’ howls and yells,
human warriors’ excoriations, and the sounds of whip lashes.
During these couple of days, Mo Shan and Mo Shui had been extra attentive to
Ji Hao. Every day, they would show up around Ji Hao for a few times, either
bringing Ji Hao some wine and grilled meat or fresh fruits collected by Ink Ape
Clan warriors from quite far away. Anyway, they were so complaisant to Ji Hao,
as if Ji Hao was their true blood father.
However, no matter what they presented, Ji Hao would always accept it in front
of them, then burn it all out with fire after they left.
Even Man Man, who had the simplest mind, and Taisi, who was a bit
muddleheaded, had both realized that something was not right. They
subconsciously raised their vigilance, and by now, they were rather cautious
when doing anything. Besides, except for Feng Xing, who had been hiding God
knew where, the rest of them had been trying their best to stick together, no
matter what they were doing at the moment.
Another three days passed as fast as the blink of an eye. Abruptly, the moving
speed of the frontal side of the troop slowed down.
Ji Hao wasn’t counting on those Ink Ape Clan warriors for coming and
reporting the problem. Instead, he leaped up into the air, feet trodding on a fire
cloud while looking into the distance from a high place. Dense clouds of smoke
had risen from the front, straight up into the sky. Large groups of animals
were roaring loudly while crossing this straight road slowly.
Ji Hao’s face darkened instantly. This straight flagstone road was built by Magi
Palace’s senior Magi by the use of their magical powers.
On regular days, this road would be hiding deeply underground, so that the
sunshine, rain, and the wind wouldn’t cause any damage to those flagstones
paved on this road. Once war was started, Senior Magi of the Magi Palace
would activate the spell and raise this road from underground. Starting from
Pu Ban city, this road led directly to the northern side of Chi Ban Mountain. It
was the most important arterial path for transiting warriors and other
logistics services. This road even mattered to the outcome of war.

Therefore, regarding this straight road, the humankind had set an extremely
strict rule:
During the war time, all unrelated people were forbidden to enter into the
areas within five-hundred miles of both sides of this road; anyone who
violated this rule would be seen as a spy of the non-humankind and would be
executed.
Although the war had stopped by now, elite human army forces were still
stationed in Chi Ban Mountain, watching out for the non-humankind armies
in the north, in case they were only feigning defeat. They were ready to counter
any sudden return and surprise waves of attacks on the human army.
Therefore, although a part of warriors from small clans, who were not so elite,
had already begun leaving the Chi Ban Mountain area in succession, this great
war wasn’t completely over yet. It still required another couple of months only
until those high-level core leaders of the human army such as Emperor Shun,
Si Wen Ming, and Huaxu Lie began leaving in small batches this great war
could then be counted as truly over.
“Which clan do these animals belong to? How dare they obstruct the marching
on this straight road?” shouted Ji Hao in a harsh tone.
No one responded Ji Hao. Those Ink Ape Clan warriors stopped walking slowly
as if they didn’t even see Ji Hao. Some warriors had even leaped down from
their mounts, sat down by the roadside and began resting while laughing and
joking. Some other warriors wielded their long whips while shouting at those
slaves and slave warriors, ordering them to stop and take a break.
“Shame! Go take a look!” Looking at these lazy Ink Ape Clan warriors, Ji Hao
sneered then gave a shout.
The middle-aged slave warrior named Zhamu, who had nearly died in the
hands of those Ink Ape Clan warriors a few days ago, whose daughter was
almost raped by those warriors, gave a loud and clear shout in response to Ji
Hao’s order. He was armed to the teeth. He darted out with big steps and with a
few rises and falls, he moved several miles forwards, reaching speedily where
the large groups of animals were crossing over
Shame was one of the ‘dark-kind.' The name of this race probably had
something to do with the color of their skins.
The dark-kind was an appendage of Yu Clan. Dark-kind people were an

essential part of those great-scale official Yu Clan armies. In every Yu Clan
official army, more than ninety-five percent of warriors were dark-kind
people.
In terms of fighting skills and capacities, the dark-kind warriors were far less
talented than Jia Clan warriors. Nevertheless, the aptitudes possessed by the
dark-kind warriors were not ordinary at all. On an average, one extraordinarily
talented member would emerge from every hundred of them. With severe
cultivation, these, especially talented dark-kind warriors could easily achieve

the powers of senior Magi and even Magus Kings. There was even no lack of
Divine-Magus-level beings in the dark-kind.
Zhamu was a dark-kind big warrior, and although the power system of his
kind was different from the one of the humankind, it was obvious that he had
peak-senior-level power, and was only a small step away from the level of
Magus Kings.
Back in that family army of the Qian Family, Zhamu was a commander who
had ten-thousand warriors under his lead. As the army he belonged to was a
family army instead of an official army, he and the warriors under his
command had been stationed in family territories of the Qian Family all these
years, guarding the cities and towns belonging to the Qian Family, and had
never fought a battle against the humankind.
To some extent, the hands of Zhamu and warriors under his lead were
relatively clean! Those hands were never stained by the blood of human
beings.
Therefore, that night after Mo Shan and Mo Shui and all Ink Ape Clan warriors
left, Ji Hao deeply felt that he could actually use some trusted understrappers.
So, he took out his saved money and bought Zhamu and all the warriors under
his command, along with all of their families, as Ji Hao’s private warriors and
slaves. He bought them without further ado at the current market price of Pu
Ban city.
Back in Chi Ban Mountain, Ji Hao had extorted a huge sum of money from the
Dishi Family, and also had all those jade coins awarded by Si Wen Ming.
Therefore, he easily bought Zhamu and those nearly ten-thousand warriors
under his lead out. After he had taken control of the lives and deaths of Zhamu
and his warriors, these dark-kind people had now become Ji Hao’s mosttrusted
slaves.
As a commander of ten thousand warriors, Zhamu was experienced enough.
Soon, he dashed back to Ji Hao.
He thudded his knees loudly against the ground, then heavily knocked the
ground with this forehead and shouted with an extremely respectful and
cautious manner, “My respectful, merciful master, those are a couple of
migratory clans crossing over. They are eight clans and nearly forty-thousand
clansmen in total. They have over a million big-scale livestock with them,
which are for eating.”
Gasping for air, Zhamu then lowered his voice and continued, “According to
them, the grass of their old pasture was eaten up. Therefore, they are now in a
rush to the next pasture, otherwise, their livestock would lose weights.
However, I, Zhamu, your lowly slave thinks that there’re some problems in
this.”
“Hm? What problem?” Ji Hao stood on the chariot, conveniently casting a
forbidden magic to limit the voice from transmitting so that Zhamu’s words
wouldn’t be heard by anyone else but Ji Hao and himself.

“Firstly, I know that this straight road is an important path for the humankind
during wartimes, and migratory human clans are the lowest kind among all
human clans. They don’t have the right or the guts to cross this path during
wartime.”
“Secondly, if they are really migratory clans, why don’t they have elderly
people and women among those forty-thousand clansmen? Instead, all those
clansmen were young and strong.”
“Thirdly, I found heavy armors, large-scale crossbows, and longbows on their
supply-transporting vehicles. They’re migratory clans who are supposed to
live on animal husbandry. Migratory clans don’t need heavy armors or those
long-range, highly lethal weapons. Something is not right about them.”
Zhamu saw the limitary screen cast by Ji Hao emit a dim glow, but still, he
cautiously lowered his voice while speaking.
Ji Hao looked at Zhamu and remained silent for a while. Then, he took out a
handful of jade coins and threw them on the ground in front of Zhamu.
“Great Job, Zhamu. Your experience can help me a lot in the future. Just make a
good effort. With these jade coins, you can get your daughter some pretty and
brand new clothes.”
“Go tell your warriors… Put on armors and get ready. Tonight, we’re going to
do some killing.”
Speaking the word ‘killing,' a fierce and cruel beam of light flashed across Ji
Hao’s eyeballs.