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In the distance, a number of Shamans were setting up camp. From afar, one could see a ten-zhang-tall platform was under construction. It was the main camp’s altar. Judging by its scale alone, it was clear that they were preparing for a head-on clash against Qingming.
At the same time, tens of thousands of Shaman troops were being deployed outside the boundary. The vanguard consisted of a dense mass of ordinary fighters.
Wei Yuan observed them using his Qi Viewing spell. These ordinary fighters were constantly emanating green qi and wrapped in blood red light. Although they were easily the weakest troops of the army, the green qi they were radiating were more abundant than that of the nobles or the Warlocks.
The green qi was visible through the Qi Viewing spell. This meant that the cannon fodders exerted a far greater effect than the nobles or the Warlocks in terms of transforming the world around them. No wonder the Shamans always brought large numbers of cannon fodder into battle. They reproduced quickly anyway, so it did not hurt them even if they were to lose countless.
Tens of thousands of ordinary fighters were gathered in that direction right now. The green qi they emanated were forming a slow-turning cyclone that pushed back even Qingming’s domain by a full li.
It was at this moment the sound of distant, resonant horns rang out from the Shamans’ ranks, and the main force began to advance slowly. At the same time, another Shaman force—roughly ten thousand—appeared on the western flank and charged in.
Wei Yuan swung himself onto his horse, his expression solemn. This would be a battle of life and death. Whether or not Qingming could hold its ground depended entirely on this clash.
Behind him, sixteen young masters and ladies were fully armed and ready.
Directly ahead, the encroaching army was forced to narrow its formation...
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