The Wu tribe close to Jiuli is not very strong, plus this war was unexpected, it didn't take much time, the first battle was over, and the banner of the Jiuli tribe was planted in the tribe.

The elite combat force was captured into the army and became a member of the Jiuli warriors, leaving some men and horses to rule here, and the rest of the army continued to move forward.

This is the most commonly used method of warfare in the Southern Barbarians, aggressive, and what is needed is to sweep all directions in a very short period of time. Not just the first battle, but also the battles that followed.

The frontal confrontation of the main force was completed by Duan Xiu and Remnant Gang, and all Yang Fanhai did was to shoot a few arrows before the battle began, and start the battle with the posture of "Hou Yi".

The remnants of the remnants fled in all directions, and the army did not pursue them, allowing them to leave. According to the strategy formulated by Chiyou before the war, it is necessary for these people to spread the news, not only the news of the Jiuli tribe's attack, but also the news of the appearance of "Houyi".

Sure enough, within a few days, the news that the descendants of Houyi appeared and became a member of the Qingli tribe soon spread throughout the entire Nanban land, and rumors flew for a while.

The sunset is remnant, and the wind is strong.

The army marched forward, like a black torrent sweeping through everything on this southern barbarian land.

"Forward, forward!"

Duan Xiu was shouting loudly, boosting their morale, they were already strong in blood, and their successive victories made their blood boil. Suddenly, they felt as if the entire Nanban had fallen into their hands.

In the midst of laughter, Yang Fanhai was like a cold stone, and he didn't respond at all.

This is the war of the Wu Clan, and it is difficult for him to resonate much, and more importantly, the condition of his body. At this time, he had already reached the central realm that Master Feng said, which was equivalent to the golden immortal realm of cultivators.

After the qualitative change of the true qi in the body, the strength naturally increased by leaps and bounds, and the speed at which the body absorbed the heaven and earth vitality was also much faster. At this moment, I am like a ball of cotton thrown into the water, frantically absorbing the energy around me.

In just two months, the true qi of the Yin Dimensional Vein had been half filled. Although the level of True Qi has ceased to increase, this is not because the body has stopped absorbing True Qi, but because it has reached a critical value.

In the most straightforward way of saying in the cultivation world, he is already in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Golden Immortal at this moment, and he is only one foot away from entering the realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Two months has been like this, and there is no need to be reminded by others, Yang Fanhai also knows that his speed is too fast. This is by no means a good thing, and the practitioner pays attention to steady improvement, and it seems that he has become a seedling to grow.

"Stop!"

At this time, there was a loud shout, and the army stopped. The night was dark, but you could still see a gathering place of tribes ahead.

Yang Fanhai came back to his senses and knew that it was time to make his own move, so he immediately stood on the back of the big black panther, stretched his bow and condensed the arrow, and shot out a nine-star beaded arrow, inlaying nine stars for the night sky.

The rain of arrows fell, illuminating the tribe in front, and he shouted loudly, and was about to attack, but saw several figures rushing out of the tribe in front, holding a large flag.

Without any attack, these people rushed to Yang Fanhai, put the big flag in their hands on the ground, and then half-knelt on the ground, lowered their heads, and did not make half a speech.

Yang Fanhai was stunned, he didn't know what this meant, he looked down, and was about to deal with it.

Those people were half-kneeling on the ground, and when they saw that they didn't react, they looked up to see Yang Fanhai's situation. It's just that Yang Fanhai is dressed in black armor, how to see the appearance, he can only see the pair of eyes between the gaps in the helmet.

Indifferently, as if there was still a little indifference, these people who watched did not dare to look directly, and quickly lowered their heads again.

At this time, Duan Xiu drove the tiger over, looked around these people, and then pulled up the flag and shouted a few times.

For a while, it was like a landslide, and the army roared, as if something extremely happy had happened. Yang Fanhai was puzzled, and heard Duan Xiu say loudly: "Bring out the clansmen above the Heavenly Immortal Realm in your clan, and you will be a member of Jiuli from now on." ”

"Yes!" the men nodded, leaving three behind, and the others went back to the clan.

Yang Fanhai walked into Duan Xiu and asked, "What does this mean?"

"Surrender!" Duan Xiu said softly: "The rules of my Wu clan, handing over the banner of the clan is considered a surrender." ”

"Will the Wu Clan also surrender?" Yang Fanhai immediately asked curiously. In his knowledge, the Wu clan is brave and would rather die than surrender.

Duan Xiu shook his head: "Which clan doesn't have soft eggs? Actually, there are people in my Wu clan who have surrendered, but there are only a few of them. According to the rules of the clan, the Wu clan can surrender to each other, but it must not surrender to the other race. Otherwise, this war would have been fought back and forth, and wouldn't it have died long ago. ”

"Civil War ......"

Yang Fanhai whispered, and suddenly felt that the things in this world were really indescribable. Obviously, they all know that there are enemies outside, and they all know that the civil war is not good, but neither the human race nor the Wu clan can unite.

What is the reason why all the races are so happy with such a war? I can't think of an answer.

Breaking the cultivation is extraordinary, and when he heard what Yang Fanhai said, he also sighed: "No one wants to fight with their own people, but what is the situation, there is nothing to do." This time, I also want to thank you, Brother Muyi, these people said that they were unwilling to be enemies with the descendants of Houyi, so they surrendered, otherwise I don't know how many clansmen will die again. ”

After waiting for a while, a large group of people came out of the tribe, and after explaining, they joined the Jiuli army and started again.

Yang Fanhai didn't think that his identity was incredibly useful, but in the next few days, he finally saw the effect of the so-called "descendants of Houyi".

Along the way, more than eighty percent of the tribes voluntarily surrendered, and two percent chose to surrender after only symbolic resistance.

I don't know what the situation of the other three roads is, but I just say that the expansion speed of the army on the western route is like a wildfire, getting wider and faster.

Some things are contagious, like morale, and this worship mentality. The worship of heroes is the same regardless of race, especially in today's world.

Once upon a time, the Wu clan dominated the flood and famine, making it difficult for all ethnic groups to raise their heads. Until the Eastern Emperor Taiyi rose strongly, burning to the extreme like a meteor, and with his own strength, he smashed the Wu Dynasty violently.

For thousands of years after that, the Wu clan was miserable, and even had to look up to the immortal clan for a while, until the Great Witch Xingtian was born, holding the Pangu axe to challenge the order of heaven and earth established by the Haotian Emperor, which made the Wu clan raise their eyebrows again.

It's a pity that this glory is only a flash in the pan, the Wu clan has declined again, although there have been back-and-forth fights with the human race, but everyone knows that the strongest race in the world is now the immortal race.

In such a world, the Wu clan is eager for heroes, eager for heroes to stand up and lead them to glory. And this so-called "descendant of Houyi" is such a hero, at least those heroes in the hearts of the Wu clan who don't know Yang Fanhai's true identity.

One tribe after another joined the command, and groups of Wu warriors united under the banner of Jiuli. Although the strongest cultivator in this group of people is Broken Cultivation, the spiritual leader in the hearts of all the new members of the Wu Clan is definitely Yang Fanhai.

Whenever the Qiankun bow was raised by Yang Fanhai, the eyes of those witch clans would become fanatical, and they did not doubt the outcome of the next battle at all, all they thought about was to appreciate the majestic posture of the "descendants of Houyi".

This kind of spiritual influence was transmitted quickly, and unconsciously, Mo said that the new Wu clan, even those Wu warriors of the Jiuli tribe were also affected, and they slowly became fanatical. Many times, even if it was an order to break the repair, everyone couldn't help but look in the direction of Yang Fanhai and wait for him to nod before starting to execute.

If you're a witch, that's fine...... Yang Fanhai often thinks in his heart, but unfortunately he is not. That kind of adoring and trusting gaze always made him feel a burst of pressure.

Xiling is like a forest, the morning light appears in the sky, and the army is like a black tide.

Yang Fanhai rode on the big black panther, looked ahead, and said softly: "It seems that our people will be able to triumph soon!" From the time of departure to the present, it has only been more than three months, and the tribes to be conquered have won eighty percent. At this rate, in a month at most, the Western Route Army will be able to take divisions.

But Duan Xiu was not as optimistic as him, shook his head and said: "I'm afraid it's not as simple as you think, in fact, the battles in front of our road army are only used for running-in and training, and the real problem is the next target: the Tianhe tribe." ”

"This is a big tribe second only to me Jiuli in strength in the Southern Barbarian Land, although there are no Taiyi Golden Immortal Monks, but there are quite a few Daluo Golden Immortal Monks. The current patriarch's name is Jiufeng, and he is a genius with qualifications far better than mine, but he has already reached the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm in two hundred years. Looking at the entire Nanban, it is only a little worse than the patriarch. ”

Yang Fanhai immediately frowned: "Why didn't Brother You tell me before he came?"

"It seems that you still don't know much about the patriarch!" Duan Xiu laughed: "The patriarch is not afraid of heaven and earth, if he recognizes you as a brother, he will feel that the person he has beaten, you can also beat." ”

"You're okay, Brother Mu Yi, you have the armor of the patriarch, and the Qiankun bow in your hand, even if you are a Jin Immortal cultivator, you won't suffer a loss against the Great Luo Jin Immortal. ”

"In the past, I don't know how many patriarch brothers were instigated by him to challenge their uncles and seniors, but except for himself, none of them took advantage. Although Jiufeng is strong, he is not as good as the patriarch, so he naturally feels that there is no need to remind you. ”

"This Brother You is really ......" Yang Fanhai could only smile bitterly, and after thinking for a while, he said to Duan Xiu: "Brother Duan Xiu, I have to change my tactics for this attack." ”

In the past, when wars began, he was the first to act, and then the army attacked.

"Brother Mu Yi, what do you think should be done?" asked Duan Xiu.

Yang Fanhai immediately whispered, and nodded again and again.

When the sun was up, the Tianhe tribe finally appeared in front.