The sword-worshipping army threw off their armor and fled. The dragon fight was victorious, and everyone was cheering.

"Don't pursue, clean up the battlefield. Emperor Hailong didn't have a look of joy at all, and his eyes were always on the soldiers who were wounded and killed on the battlefield.

"The injured are treated with the best medicine, and I will pay for it. Dead ...... Dead burial ......" Emperor Hailong's eyes were filled with tears, these soldiers who trained weekdays were all from civilian backgrounds, and many of them were sinners of the Youmin Society, they were willing to sacrifice their lives for the empire, if they were stronger, maybe they would not die.

Seeing this, Xie Tong's heart was also dark. From the gate to the foot of the mountains, the area where another city could be built was filled with dead bodies and blood. Is this war......

A red glow flew from the sky, and Skyfire returned. The wounds on his body have been repaired by himself with aura, but his breath is weak, and it is obviously a big battle.

"Where's the teacher?" Xie Tong worried. The sword demon cultivation is very high, the last time my grandfather fought against the empire, it was good to have the Dragon Emperor to suppress the formation, this time the master went to be a heads-up, in case the other party also had an ambush.

Suddenly, he felt something small fall on the top of his head, Xie Tong reached out and grabbed it, but it was a handful of red hair.

"How? The old goat had already appeared behind Xie Tong at some point.

Xie Tong looked at the teacher with concern, but it didn't seem that the old goat was injured at all, so he breathed a sigh of relief. "Teacher, we won. ”

"It's this time we won......" the old goat walked towards the city, tiptoeing away from the corpse or stump.

Xie Tong initially thought that the Sword Worship Empire could send a strong man like the Sword Demon to attack Sea Dragon City this time, so the enemy army still attached great importance to Sea Dragon City, after all, there was the Dragon Emperor's own son here.

But he was wrong, less than half a day after the battle, and even the body was not fully buried. The military letter from Xisha City arrived.

It turned out that at the moment when the Sword Demon Legion attacked Sea Dragon City, the Sword Worship Empire sent a larger army to attack the two cities of White Tiger and Xisha at the same time.

White Tiger City is the foundation of the Bai family for nearly a thousand years, with a strong accumulation, and it can still be resisted. It's just that this Xisha City, the land is barren, the environment is bad, the population is not much, and the total garrison is only 50,000. And this time, the army of the Sword Worship Empire attacking Xisha City was more than 100,000 people, including more than 50,000 troops of the Sand Country.

The land of sand took refuge in the sword worship, which naturally also provided a passage for the sword worship army to bypass the barrier between Sea Dragon City and the Divine Pupil Heavenly Trench, and drove straight into the hinterland of the dragon fight.

Although the initial battle of Xisha City took advantage of the geographical advantage of a small victory, it had fallen into the siege of a large army. Although the garrisons of other inland provinces are also rushing to help, but the distant water can't save the near fire, and now the people who can help Xisha City the most are the people of Sea Dragon City.

The military letter was thrown on the table by Emperor Hailong, "Damn the sword! It's so insidious! We have only 10,000 soldiers and horses, if the whole army goes out to help Xisha, what if the sword demon guy fights back!"

The old goat touched his beard and was calm, picked up the military letter and looked at it. "Don't worry, we don't need to send one of our soldiers and horses." Just send a few generals, after all, high-end forces are the key to the victory or defeat of this war. ”

"Brother Yang is right, I'll go!" Tianhuo walked out of the queue, but his injuries had not healed yet, and his breath was slightly unstable.

Seeing this, the water attribute emperor realm powerhouse who was with Tianhuo also came out and said, "Brother Tianhuo, let's go." ”

Di Hailong thought about it and nodded silently.

The old goat smiled and said, "You all take good care of this small city and protect the prince." This time, I will take the two apprentices and the little girl of the You family. ”

Xie Tong, plus Yu Mier, and Lu Ping'er, Emperor Hailong immediately quit, "Old Sect Master Yang, your cultivation is extremely strong, but it is a good way. But Brother Xie and Senior Sister Lu, their cultivation is ......"

"Don't worry, I can't hurt your little Ping'er. I took her there for my own sake. The old goat said with a smile.

No matter what Lu Ping'er said, she is also a descendant of the Eight Fists, and stood up in line at this time, "Teacher, I am also a fighter." If you need to, what's the matter if you lose your life for the sake of the Empire, take me there!"

"Good apprentice, I won't let you die. If you want to die, let your brother go first!" the old goat praised.

Xie Tong was full of black lines, how could he contact me as soon as he said it. "Teacher, can you not die?"

Hahaha...... The old goat laughed, picked up a map, and pointed to Xie Tong, "That's it...... So ......"

The military situation is urgent, and Xie Tong and the old goat have formulated tactics. One person rushed to the direction of the pupil of God with a girl.

The vast desert between Xisha City and the Baijian Mountains is as hot as ever. The murderous aura of the Pupil of God still made it impossible to get even half a step closer. At this time, the Pupil of God was close to the edge of Xisha City, and many military barracks made of pure sand had already appeared. This is the unique aura of the people of the Land of Sand - the thunder fire aura refining the sand.

A whole 150,000 army was stationed in the desert on the west side of Xisha City, and the solid barracks made of sand were endless, and there was no end in sight.

"Whew...... It's still his Dragon Fighting Empire, there is aura in the air. Now you don't have to run all over the ground with spirit stones on your back all day long, it's really easy!" said a sword-worshipping soldier with his arms stretched out comfortably.

"Hmph, where is this, the aura in the inland is much more abundant than here, not to mention far away, that is, the aura in this Xisha City is several times stronger than the desert where birds don't. When the army hits there, it's called cool. Another soldier said, shaking the spear in his hand.

This is a team of scouts responsible for monitoring the rear of the camp, judging from the information sent by the high-level of the sword, the crusade of Sea Dragon City has ended, although it has not been won, but if you want to come to Sea Dragon City, the garrison has suffered heavy casualties, so you will not be stupid to support Xisha. Therefore, these scouts are also busy and happy, and they can be lazy.

"Yo, this watchtower made of sand is quite sturdy. A voice came from behind him.

"That is, the country of sand is really powerful, this is specially sent to us to be a member of the royal family who is good at desert warfare. The two scouts replied casually.

"No, I haven't heard that before!" a soldier was immediately alert, and hurriedly got up and looked back at the comer.

Xie Tong slapped his neck, and then pressed his hand on the face of another soldier, the golden lightning in his hand rushed around, and the guy who pierced his face ached, and a smell of roasted pork skin arose.

"If you want to live, you can answer whatever I ask!" Xie Tong whispered.

Whining...... The soldier could only snort twice when he was pressed against the door. In my heart, I secretly thought, there are only the two of them on the watchtower, but there are five companions below. The boy must have flown up and was not noticed by his companions. No, I must find a chance to report the news. The captain of the scout not far away has a high-level cultivation in the Spirit Liberation Realm, and he will definitely be able to stop this kid.

"Tell me, how many soldiers are there in total, and how many masters are there?" Xie Tong let go of his palm and wiped all the snot and saliva stuck on it back on the soldier's clothes.

"The big army has come for a total of ten ...... One hundred and fifty thousand. I worship 100,000 in the Sword Empire, 50,000 in the Land of Sand......" The soldier retreated as he quietly glanced down through the gap in the stairs, wanting to discover his companion. However, when he saw his companion in the sand, he immediately despaired. Dare to love this seemingly young man of a small grade, who called by himself, and did not make a sound.

"Oops...... Talk well and don't pee your pants. Your food for worshipping the sword is really poor, and the urine is so stinky......" Xie Tong covered his nose and waved his hand.

"Spare your life...... Spare...... "The soldier has lost the slightest hope, he knows that before he can open his mouth and shout, he will be torn off by this little plague god.

"Okay, okay, you can be honest. I'm in a good mood and maybe I don't want your life. Xie Tong leaned against the railing and said leisurely.

After a while, Xie Tong squatted in the yellow sand, patted the head of the soldier whose only head was exposed and said to him, "I won't kill you, but it's too good to let you go to ventilate and report the news." In this way, you concentrate on cultivation here, anyway, you are a swordsman, and the sun can't poison you. Bear with me, wait until we drive the 150,000 horses in front of us, and someone will save you. ”

After that, Xie Tong also carefully put a torn vest that was pulled off on his head, "The wind is strong, don't blow it." ”

The sword-worshipping soldier who picked up a life whimpered and thanked him, and silently watched Xie Tong go away before he shouted hoarsely, "Help......"

No one will hear it, Xie Tong flew out with him for at least a hundred miles, and this life-saving sound is estimated to attract the sand wolf.

Sword Worship Legion, the garrison of the Sand Nation Alliance.

A young man was sipping wine in the tent and watching several beautiful women sing and dance. These things have always been forbidden in the army, but this young man has a special identity, and no one cares about him.

This is the eighth prince of the country of sand, sand urchin. It was the unlucky prince who was beaten by Xie Tong when the empress of the Dragon Dou Empire was choosing a son-in-law. This time, the country of sand betrayed the alliance with the dragon fight, and the eight princes were the first to stand up and support, and they also recommended themselves and took the initiative to ask to go to the front. He had a thought in his heart, he met the kid who would use the golden aura to avenge that arrow.

"Oh no, Your Highness!" a soldier of the Land of Sand hurried in, kneeling on the ground and shouting.

Sand Urchin threw the wine glass directly on the soldier's head, "What a fuss!

"Ahh Report... Report to the prince, there is a sneak attack behind the camp! Several brothers have already died!" The soldier panicked, despite the fact that his head was smashed out.

"What's going on?" "Sha Dan stood up suddenly, beckoning the singers to step back, "How many people are here?"

"Didn't pay attention...... That man ran away when he killed someone, and in just half a day, he had already killed more than a dozen of us in a sneak attack. The soldier reported.

"Is it a fighter?" asked Sha Dan hurriedly.

"Fighter with golden aura, that's right!" the soldier said

Sha Gall froze for a moment, and the nervous look on his face turned to surprise: "It's him! It must be him! Send me a thousand troops, no! Five thousand! Capture that kid alive!"