Xuanyuan had no blade in his hand, so he had to turn around and flee to his own army camp.

But then, the armies on both sides rushed to the battlefield under the command of their respective subordinates, and a melee broke out, and the generals who rushed to the battlefield all found their opponents and fought fiercely.

Just when Chiyou was about to catch up with Xuanyuan, the monks who came to Chiyou finally stopped behind Xuanyuan, and each showed their weapons to stop Chiyou, who was like a demon king.

Chi You saw that Xuanyuan was far away, so he turned his anger to several monks in front of him, raised the Tiger Spirit Divine Knife in his hand, and did not speak, the cold gaze in his eyes only swept on a few people, and the Tiger Divine Knife in his hand was like a dragon scroll, and it rolled directly towards several monks, and the strong anger of the Tiger Divine Knife turned into a fierce knife qi, and he wanted to smash the monks in front of him.

Several monks had already seen the power of Chiyou, and they did not dare to be careless at all, and each used their own weapons to attack Chiyou. One by one, they used all their strength, surrounded Chi You, and the weapons in their hands were beaten indiscriminately.

Chi You was not afraid, a divine knife covered left and right, slashed up and down, blocking all the attacks of several monks, and the tiger spirit divine knife in his hand was even more powerful, like a snow knife light flying up and down, and there was a tendency to involve several monks in the sword light.

The two armies met, and the frenzied killing broke out in an instant, leaving the stumps and legs broken to the ground. As far as ordinary soldiers are concerned, the battle has left them with no mercy, no mercy, no sentimentality, and some are just cold, mechanically waving their weapons and rushing towards the enemy in front of them, or piercing the enemy's body with the weapon in their hand, or being pierced into their own body by the enemy's weapon. It's not over until it falls.

On Chiyou's side, rushing in front of Chiyou's eighty-one brothers with the human head and beast body, these eighty-one people are like eighty-one mad tigers, violent and savage. This part rushed into the Xuanyuan army, and it was eighty-one bloody roads, and the stumps and broken flesh in one place were shocking.

Chiyou eighty-one brothers wreaked havoc in the Xuanyuan army, ordinary soldiers had no enemy at all, everywhere they passed, Xuanyuan soldiers fell to the ground one after another, so that the soldiers dodged as soon as they saw these eighty-one monsters, but these eighty-one monster-like people were extremely fast, and ordinary soldiers could not avoid it at all, and it was like blood and rain of flesh where these eighty-one monsters passed.

Finally, some monks blocked these eighty-one monsters, so that they could no longer wantonly slaughter ordinary soldiers, but these monks could only be blocked, and could not cause damage to the eighty-one monsters. These eighty-one monsters have bronze heads and iron foreheads, and their whole bodies are like cast iron, and these monks have blades or thorns in their hands, or slashes, and they make a sound like metal on those eighty-one monsters, but they cannot hurt them at all. There was nothing the monks could do but restrain them.

Xuanyuan returned to his army array, found a weapon in his hand, turned around and jumped on another chariot, and looked up, the two armies were entangled together, a chaotic battle, and in the chaos, soldiers continued to fall.

There are several battlefields, ordinary soldiers are far away, and no one dares to approach, one is where Chiyou and a few monks are, although there are several monks surrounding Chiyou, but they can obviously fall downwind, and the turbulent sword light and sword shadow suppress the ordinary soldiers so that they dare not approach within a hundred zhang. The other is where Feng Bo is, the wind that Feng Bo rolled up has already blown away the ordinary soldiers who rushed towards him, and he fell to the ground, not knowing whether he is alive or dead, and only a few monks are standing in front of Feng Bo at this time and struggling to support it. There is also a water dragon in front of the rain division to clear a large blank space. The location of those eighty-one monsters is only the monks who are struggling to contain them.

The rest of the battlefield was in chaos, and the leaders of each tribe were leading their own clan warriors to stop the Jiuli tribe, the Fengbo tribe, the Yushi tribe warriors and the warriors of the Yandi tribe who followed the charge. can resist extremely powerless, and it can't stop the attacks of those fierce Chiyou subordinates at all, and it can be regarded as firm in its will if it doesn't collapse at the slightest touch.

The battle is still going on, the fighting is still continuing, Xuanyuan is also holding a weapon in his hand, urging the chariot to crisscross the battlefield, trying his best to rescue those soldiers who are in danger, but relying on the strength of one person, on this vast battlefield, it is like a drop of water falling into the sea, what waves can be raised? More can only watch the fresh lives wither in the splashed blood. There is pain in my heart, there is hatred, I want to go crazy, I want to go crazy, but I have to force myself to be calm, calm.

Cruel, tragic.

The battle lasted until the evening, Xuanyuan's side really couldn't resist the enemy, and walked away, but fortunately, it was late, and the Chiyou side was also tired from the long battle, and the soldiers were tired, so they didn't chase far before they collected their troops back, so that Xuanyuan was able to collect the remnants of the rout and find a place to camp.

Gather the remnants of the soldiers, Xuanyuan in the big tent to convene the leaders of the various departments, to understand the situation after the battle, after the leaders of each of their own tribe report, Xuanyuan heart can be straight bitter, this time on the expedition, Xuanyuan but brought hundreds of large and small tribes of soldiers together to conquer Chiyou, hundreds of thousands of troops, but this fierce battle, the loss of more than 100,000 soldiers, many small tribe leaders have been killed, with many wounded tribal leaders. What made Xuanyuan even more sad was that the soldiers of his tribe suffered heavy casualties, with nearly 10,000 casualties, almost one-tenth of the tribal soldiers he brought.

This is only the first battle, and the casualties are so heavy, the heaviness in Xuanyuan's heart is really difficult to express. But it is necessary to comfort the tribes, so that the tribes do not have resentment in their hearts and do unfavorable actions.

After sending off the leaders of the various departments, Xuanyuan and several of his henchmen sat silently opposite each other, everyone frowned deeply, this battle was lost, the losses were heavy, and the morale was even lower at the moment, and he didn't know how to resist Chiyou's attack.

Everyone bowed their heads and was silent, and no one dared to look up at Xuanyuan's cold face. It wasn't until half of the morning that Xuanyuan spoke: "In such a situation, do you have a good plan?"

No one in the audience answered, and they all bowed their heads and remained silent.

Xuanyuan hated it in his heart, if this expedition was really defeated, he was afraid that with his previous efforts, the human race that had finally been unified would be torn apart. But when I think of the ferocity of Chi You and his people on the battlefield, I can't stop feeling bitter in my heart. Although there are many monks on his side, none of them are advanced in cultivation, and they are not a threat to Chiyou's side, and it is even difficult to contain them.

The thought of this gave Xuanyuan a headache. At this time, Xuanyuan desperately wanted to leave Guangchengzi for many years, Xuanyuan knew in his heart that his teacher Guangchengzi was not an ordinary person, he was definitely a great supernatural person, if he was by his side, he could come up with a good plan for himself to solve the current predicament.

Early the next morning, the leaders of the various tribes and the generals of Xuanyuan's army gathered in the Xuanyuan tent, along with all the monks, waiting for Xuanyuan to make a decision.

Xuanyuan looked at the obviously gloomy faces of the generals and the leaders of the various tribes, and forced a smile to appear: "Although we lost a battle, we can still fight, why are we so discouraged." Everyone, be a good soldier, boost morale, and fight with Chiyou again!"

When everyone heard Xuanyuan's words, they were also ashamed, and they all felt that they really shouldn't have lost their sharpness in a battle. Then they lifted their spirits one by one, looked up at Xuanyuan who was sitting in the center, and waited for Xuanyuan's order.

Xuanyuan saw that everyone had finally recovered some fighting spirit, and his heart was a little relieved, but the pressure of Chiyou's army was still pressed in his heart like a mountain, but his face was as usual, as always.

Subsequently, Xuanyuan stirred up the topic and asked everyone to discuss how to deal with the Chiyou army.

After some commotion, it fell into a dullness again, and in the face of the Chiyou army, everyone finally did not find a way to deal with it.

Just when it was dull, a soldier suddenly came to report that there was a stranger asking to see him.

Xuanyuan, who was at a loss for anything, heard that there was a stranger asking to see him, and hope rose in his heart, and he immediately went out of the big tent to greet him.

When I got out of the big tent, I saw a strong man standing outside the tent, dressed in a purple robe, his eyebrows were like two brushes, straight into his temples, a pair of eyes were very fierce, his face was covered with a beard like steel needles, but two horns were exposed on the top of his head. Seeing Xuanyuan come out, he arched his hands and said: "I am Yinglong, I have seen His Majesty Xuanyuan, I know that His Majesty has quelled the rebellion, and I am here to help!"

Xuanyuan also raised his hand to return the salute, and when he saw Ying Long's appearance, he knew that he was a stranger, so he hurriedly invited him into the big tent and sat down on the head of the tribal leaders.

Ying Long sat down, raised his eyes and looked at the people around him, and saw that everyone had a solemn look on their faces, and immediately hugged his fist at Xuanyuan, who had already sat down in the middle, and said, "Your Majesty, what is the difficulty, can you tell me?"

Xuanyuan saw Ying Long's question, and immediately said in detail about the battle with Chiyou.

When Ying Long heard this, he immediately got up and hugged his fists and said, "Ying Long is here for the first time, and let me go and meet him for a while!"

Xuanyuan saw that Ying Long invited him to fight, but he was a little hesitant in his heart, although this Ying Long was a stranger, he didn't know what his skills were, he would easily fight, if he lost a while, he was afraid that he would really shake the army's heart. But Yinglong can't show a distrustful attitude when he asks for battle, otherwise I'm afraid that it will also chill the hearts of the monks who came to help.

At the moment when Xuanyuan hesitated slightly, Ying Long also knew what everyone was worried about, and sneered in his heart, and then the momentum was released, and suddenly a coercion covered the entire big tent, and everyone suddenly felt as if a mountain was pressed on their bodies, and they felt that it was a little difficult to breathe.

The real surprise in everyone's hearts was that this person was so powerful, and they were happy to have this person to help, and it seemed that they were not afraid of Chi You.

As soon as Xuanyuan saw Ying Long's momentum, he immediately clenched his fists and said: "In this way, please ask Mr. to lead the army to fight, and we will sweep the battle for Mr."

Immediately out of the camp, Ying Long led an army, but thousands of people rushed to the Chiyou camp, wanting to fight with Chiyou, and Xuanyuan led the army with the leaders of the tribes.

Ying Long led thousands of soldiers to the outside of the Chiyou camp, set up a formation, carried a spear, marched to the front of the formation, and shouted at the Chiyou camp: "Chiyou, dare to come out to fight!" The sound was like thunder, echoing in the sky above the Chiyou camp.

Chi You was sitting in the big tent with Feng Bo, Yu Shi, and Wu Xian to discuss the dispatch of troops, and suddenly heard Ying Long's shouting, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while: 'Can this Xuanyuan take the initiative to challenge again?'

Immediately, a few people rushed out of the tent, lit up a soldier, opened the camp, went out of the camp, and put down the formation, Chi You held the tiger spirit sword, rode the white tiger, and took the lead to meet Ying Long, who had already stood in front of the two armies, and pointed the knife in his hand to Ying Long, opened his eyes angrily, and also shouted: "But you challenge outside my camp?"

Ying Long waved the spear in his hand, and said loudly: "Wen Er is brave, so come for a while, see what skills Er has, and want to compete with Xuanyuan!"

When Chi You heard this, he shouted: "In this way, if you want to fight, you will fight!" After speaking, he saw Ying Long standing on the ground, so he also jumped off the back of the white tiger, and with a wave of the Tiger Spirit Divine Sword in his hand, he rushed towards Ying Long.