"Anyway, retreat as soon as possible now, retreat to the camp on the other side of the Qinghe, and then make plans."

"Soldiers, charge me."

Seeing the hurried retreat of the Goqiu Division, Chen Muzhi knew that the opportunity had come, and he immediately commanded the army to pour out and attack the tail of the Geqiu Division.

Seeing that Chen Muzhi came from the rear, many generals of the Huyan Department panicked, and a soldier hurriedly found Gomur.

"Ancestor, it's not good, they're killing it."

"Damn, so fast."

Gomur looked behind him with an ugly face: "How many of them have caught up?" ”

"It seems that there are 50,000, but it is too dark to see clearly, and it seems to be more." The general was in a panic, and he always felt that there were more figures rushing over from Jiuhe Mountain, and then continued to say: "There should be 150,000." ”

Hearing him say this, Gomur was even more reluctant to entangle in the case of unknown enemy conditions: "There are millions of troops hidden in Jiuhe Mountain, once we entangle with them, we may be completely surrounded, continue to withdraw our troops, and leave them alone." ”

At this time, the army of the Goqiu tribe retreated frantically, Chen Muzhi followed and killed with men and horses, and countless soldiers of the Huyan tribe could not stop the resistance at all, so they were slaughtered.

Soon there was a rout of a certain scale in the rear of the Gochu tribe, everyone was retreating, and their own people didn't care about them, they didn't want to die, so they could only ride their horses and flee frantically forward.

These routs soon caused a large area of chaos, and the entire formation began to be scattered by their own people, and I don't know how many people were trampled to death by each other.

Gomur retreated towards Qinghe with an army that was almost about to collapse, but after walking less than fifty miles, he saw a horse galloping from ahead.

"Ancestor, it's not good."

"What's going on?"

The moment he saw that soldier, Gomur's heart sank suddenly, and his face instantly became gloomy.

"Ancestor, the camp is all over." That would be with a sad face: "We were attacked by the enemy, and in just half an hour, the 20,000 soldiers stationed in the main camp were all wiped out. ”

"Annihilation."

Hearing the words "annihilation", Gomur felt that the world was spinning for a while, and his heart felt like it was going to be blocked, and he almost couldn't breathe.

However, he knew that he couldn't panic at this time, and if he, as the backbone of the main body, panicked, hundreds of thousands of good sons and daughters of the entire Goqiu tribe might be buried here.

He picked up the soldier and asked, "How many are there?" ”

"The sky is too dark, and the general can't see it clearly, but there are at least tens of thousands, and they are all elites, and they can fight ten with one."

At this time, a sky-high fire lit up in the Goqiu camp dozens of miles away, and the monstrous flames were seen by the defeated army dozens of miles away.

It turned out that Lin Wuyang took this opportunity to lead the army to break through their camp, and then in order to hit their morale, he burned the camp clean with a fire.

"What's going on, why is the camp on fire?"

"There is a fire, what happened to the pontoon bridge, how can our war horses cross the river?"

"Will there be someone in front of us blocking our retreat, and what should we do?"

Seeing that the morale of the Gochu army began to be confused, the shadow guards hidden in it began to take the opportunity to spread rumors and shake their morale.

"Oh no, there are more and more enemy troops catching up behind, more than a million people."

"Flee for your life, the camp is burned, and there are 300,000 troops blocking the other side of the river in front."

The rear was already in turmoil, and the rear was constantly followed and slaughtered by Chen Muzhi, and it was attacked by the burning of the camp and rumors.

Coupled with the successive defeats, the Huyan army, whose morale itself was already extremely low, was almost completely defeated, and the scene was chaotic.

Seeing that the scene was about to get completely out of control, Gomur had to stop and reorganize the army, otherwise if it continued like this, I am afraid that before I escaped from Qinghe, everyone would run out.

But just as he had just made up his mind to kill some of the people who had been fighting and reorganize the army, an even greater crisis came.

"Kill, rush with me."

A shout of killing rushed from both sides.

It turned out that Chen Yu and Zong Shou took this opportunity to lead the army from both sides to rush out and enter the army of the Goqiu Tribe.

In the night, the soldiers of the Goqiu tribe could not see how many people there were, they only heard shouts of slaughter, as if there were countless enemies in all directions.

In a panic, the army of the Goqiu tribe was completely disorganized, and among the hundreds of thousands of chaotic troops, even the Gomur of the Innate Realm had no way to calm them down.

In a fit of rage, Gomur invited out the ancestral weapons of the clan.

Originally, he was reluctant to ask for the ancestral weapon, because the use of the ancestral weapon required the consumption of the ancestral weapon itself, and the ancestral weapon of the Goqiu tribe had been consumed for hundreds of years, and now it can only support one or two battles.

If he had to forcibly support it again, it would drain the power of the ancestral weapon and make his grade fall to the second-order superlative.

But at this time, if he doesn't invite him out again, the hundreds of thousands of troops in the Gochu tribe will probably have to play.

"Boom-"

The terrifying ancestral weapon is overwhelming in all directions, and an ancestor of the Innate Realm controls the ancestral weapon to make a move, and the terrifying power shakes the heavens and the earth.

At this time, Gomur was almost equivalent to a Divine Realm Venerable, and the scimitar-shaped ancestral weapon was swung out, and ten thousand runes swept the heavens and the earth, hitting the pursuers behind.

The power of the Divine Ancestral Weapon was so powerful, such a blow was enough to inflict a devastating blow on the land for several miles, and easily annihilate tens of thousands of troops.

If it is solid, even if Chen Muzhi's men are all elites in the late stage of body refining, I am afraid that there will be more than 10,000 casualties and thousands of casualties on the spot.

But Chen Muzhi had been prepared for a long time, how could he let the elite under his command suffer such a terrifying blow.

I saw that the sky was lit up with infinite golden light, and Lin Laozu, who had been waiting for a long time, made a move, and his combat power in the Congenital Demon Realm surpassed that of Gomur by a large margin, and the power of the ancestral weapon that came out of the meeting was not comparable to him.

The golden sword fell countless runes, stopping Gomur's hateful blow, and there was a violent collision.

"This!"

"Ah, I hate it!"

When Ge Lao Zu saw Lin Lao Zu on the sky dome, he immediately knew that it was all over, and he walked in the other party's calculations every step of the way.

Thinking that the 300,000 troops he brought out were estimated to be buried in this Qinghe County, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

The losses in this battle almost broke the backbone of the entire Goqiu tribe, a superior tribe, and it is foreseeable that after returning home, every household in the Goqiu tribe will hang a white flag.

These are all his good sons, he is more than 200 years old this year, and each of these sons and daughters has grown up under his watch. blamed him for his command error, and with a single thought, he entered the other party's calculations step by step, burying these fresh lives outside Qinghe County.

Hate to hate, but Ge Laozu knew that if he didn't leave, he probably wouldn't be able to leave. He harnessed the ancestral weapon to attack the sky, broke through a bloody path with difficulty, and killed it.

"Whew."

Lin Laozu's face was a little pale, he didn't chase it, controlling the ancestral weapon consumed him a lot, plus the heavy damage had not healed, there was no point in continuing to fight.

An innate ancestor harnesses the ancestral weapon desperately, and the damage caused is extremely terrifying, and even if he really stays with the other party, he will have to pay a great price.