He reminded the powerful figures that if they encountered any warriors of the Yi race, they should try their best to explain the current situation to them to avoid misunderstandings. He also arranged for another powerful figure to work with him to identify the demons and sort out those with combat capabilities, forming them into several teams.
He was busy at work when he suddenly stopped, and a clear shout came from the darkness: "Commander Lang!"
Lang Shuai shuddered and hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Princess Jinxiu leading several Yi tribe warriors gracefully appearing in the light of the campfire.
"Princess, I..." Upon seeing the princess, Lang Shuai's expression changed drastically. He stared at Jinxiu, stammering and unable to speak, just like a child who had done something wrong.
“As the clan chief, it is only natural for you to bring your people home, and you don’t need to explain anything to me,” Jinxiu said with a smile. “But you left in such a hurry, didn’t you? Did you prepare any provisions? You’re not like our Yi clan, who can go without food when we’re at war.”
As Jinxiu spoke, she waved her hand, and a group of Yi tribe warriors appeared. Each of them was followed by a fat worm, and each worm carried several bags on its back.
“You set off in too much of a hurry. I’ve received the news and stepped up preparations, but I’m afraid it still won’t be enough. You’ll have to make do for tonight. I’ve already made arrangements for the cities along the way to provide you with provisions. Eat some and take some with you. After you pass Xiaojuan City, you’ll have to find your own way,” Jinxiu said.
Upon hearing Jinxiu's words, Wang Yao realized that the secondary mother nest of the former Little Sparrow City had been rebuilt by Xiao Juan, and the city's name had been changed to Little Juan City.
"Jinxiu, it's all my fault for doing this. How can I ever repay you for what you've done?" Jinxiu's arrangement deeply moved Lang Shuai, and his voice choked with emotion.
"You...you're a clan leader, with your subordinates watching, what kind of behavior is this, crying like this?" Seeing Lang Shuai on the verge of tears, Jinxiu panicked and quickly tried to comfort him.
"Princess Jinxiu, it's been a long time. Has your injury healed?" Wang Yao asked with a smile.
"Is this the Old Man of the Moon? Jinxiu's injuries have healed considerably, it's a pity you were thinking of her." Jinxiu turned around and greeted Wang Yao.
"Commander Lang, Princess Jinxiu has sent provisions from afar. You should quickly arrange for your men to receive them, so that the girls of the Yi tribe can have a rest," Wang Yao said to Commander Lang.
Commander Lang then seemed to wake from a dream and hurriedly summoned the powerful figure who was assembling the team. He arranged for everyone to receive the provisions sent by Jinxiu and then distributed them one by one. Only then did the group of monsters slowly recover.
"Jinxiu, you go back first. After I conquer Tianchao City and restore the Zhanghuang clan, I will come to propose marriage to your mother." Looking at the blazing campfire in the darkness, Lang Shuai said softly to Jinxiu.
"To conquer Tianchao City and restore the Zhanghuang Clan, we'll rely on them?" Jinxiu smiled slightly, pointing to the incompletely evolved insect demons lying sprawled out in the desolate wilderness.
"There are still... I've sent out some powerful figures to scout ahead," Commander Lang said to Jinxiu, sounding somewhat flustered.
"How much is left? How confident are you?" Jinxiu sat down in front of the campfire, her beautiful eyes glancing sideways at Lang Shuai.
"Um..." In front of Jinxiu, Lang Shuai was like a boy who had just fallen in love, and he even became shy.
“My mother has long said she would help you restore your clan. Now that she is busy, I will naturally fulfill her promise. Although my Yi clan has suffered many wars and its strength is not what it used to be, I can still protect your flanks and share some of the pressure with you,” Jinxiu said.
"Jinxiu..." Lang Shuai looked at Jinxiu with deep emotion and called out softly, but he could no longer speak. He just stared at Princess Jinxiu in a daze.
Soon after, a powerful figure came to report that, after some screening, the tens of thousands of exiled people were divided into three teams: those who had received combat training and knew speed spells, those who had received combat training but did not know speed spells, and those who had not received combat training and were completely incapable of fighting.
"Very good." Commander Lang nodded. "Those who know speed magic will be assigned to the Attack Battalion, with each 5,000 forming a team and each team led by a level 5 or higher expert. Those who do not know speed magic will be assigned to the Guard Battalion, also with each 5,000 forming a team and each team led by a level 4 or higher expert."
"The rest of the camp will be organized into teams of 10,000 people each. Those who know speed magic will be selected to be responsible for logistics and transportation. These teams will be led by powerful beings below level 4. You will stay here and wait for the Grand Elder to return. Organize all the exiles from the northern settlements into teams, and then head south to Hecheng."
As they were talking, Commander Lang found another powerful Fu-type warrior. Although this man had never fought in a battle, the Fu-type had an extremely fast short-range flight speed. Commander Lang asked him to temporarily act as a messenger and relay his orders between the various teams.
"The attacking and defending battalions will depart with me. The defending battalion will serve as the second echelon. If the attacking battalion suffers setbacks, the defending battalion will be ready to reinforce them at any time. All logistical support will be the responsibility of the rear battalion." After giving these instructions, Commander Lang looked at Princess Jinxiu. "Jinxiu, you... what do you think of my arrangements...?"
"You just need to make the arrangements; you don't need to ask me about everything," Jinxiu said with a smile.
"Then...then shall we...set off?" Lang asked again.
"Okay, wait for me, I'll make some arrangements too." Jinxiu nodded, called a few Yi clan warriors to her side and gave them instructions, then came to Lang Shuai's side. It seemed that she had decided to follow Lang Shuai, leaving the task of flanking protection to her subordinates.
"Let's go!" Commander Lang waved his hand. He and Jinxiu were already engaged, and their fates were intertwined. A few words made it clear, so he stopped being coy and immediately led the Attack Battalion and the Guard Battalion off into the night.
As a loyal minister who had always stood by Lang Shuai's side, no one dared to enlist Pang Zhen in the camp. So he carried Wang Yao on his back and followed Lang Shuai. As soon as they set off, the attacking battalion unleashed their speed spells and soon distanced themselves from the guarding battalion.
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