The river has no name, but because of its breadth, people call it "big". The origin of the human race all started from this river, and the war also went up along this river. After less than two years of peace, the war between the borders expanded again and turned into a national war between the two countries. This time, Xun State did not choose to go to war directly as last time, but first sent a large number of spies to sneak into Xuanyuan State, and at the same time divided and won over the five cities and nineteen tribes within it, promising huge benefits and promises, and at the same time provoking internal struggles and civil strife. This is the weakness of Xun State in the past two years, and the reason why Xuanyuan State has attacked Xun State several times but still has no results. Among them, those aliens who personally stepped into Xuanyuan State not only understood the situation and conditions in the country, but also learned the location and location of the holy land of Xuanyuan State, and even recorded and brought back the magic and characteristics mastered by the people of Xuanyuan State in detail. So when the war started this time, even before the army of Xun State arrived in Xuanyuan State, the whole country of Xuanyuan State was already full of smoke. Few tribes responded to the call of Xuanyuan State. The tribes were wary of and hated each other. The army of Xun State had already entered the territory of Xuanyuan State, and they were still fighting and killing each other. Xun State was defeated again near Longqiu. In one battle, it destroyed the chaotic, fragile and wary coalition of Xuanyuan State, beheaded two city-state leaders and nine tribal witch priests. Tens of thousands of captives were slaughtered. Those who participated in the last war were even subjected to extremely cruel punishments, or had their limbs and facial features chopped off, and died in agony. Corpses were everywhere, eagles and vultures circled in the sky, and a strong stench surrounded Longqiu, which had not dissipated for several years. The two fierce battles formed an ancient battlefield in Longqiu, which completely turned this place into a deadly place. Since then, this place has been shrouded in corpse gas and thick fog all year round. Thousands of evil ghosts and fighting spirits gathered here. At night, you can hear the roar of the tribal witch priests and the city-state lords who are unwilling to die, as well as the resentful curses of the slaughtered captives. Many years later, in the generation of Longqiu, it turned into a ghost city. Even some powerful people with great cultivation dared not break in here. With this battle, Xun State stepped into Xuanyuan State without any effort, defeated and recovered them. Some tribes that had been secretly communicating with Xun State even turned against it, causing four city-states in Xun State to fall in succession. In the end, only one city-state called Qing was left, which still resisted stubbornly. Relying on the support of the Xuanyuan people, it brought huge losses to Xun State. Fifteen thousand soldiers were approaching the city of Qing. Once there were tens of thousands of people, it seemed as if there was no end in sight. They gathered densely under the city, with flags like rain and clouds. Although many soldiers were wearing animal skins and linen clothes, barefoot, and dressed like barbarians, their weapons and equipment were not uniform. There were regular soldiers of the Xun Kingdom holding spears and halberds, and there were also barbarians holding copper hammers, stone axes, and dishevelled hair. Even among the crowd, there were a large number of wild beasts. Those barbarians were good at taming wild beasts, riding them, and even fighting. There were tattooed shamans riding wolves, and there were strange witches riding white bears. But the overwhelming bloody aura was enough to make people breathless. "The king has ordered! Kill all foreign races!" The strong sorcerer holding up the simple black banner was wearing leather armor and had tattoos on his face. His shout was like thunder. Under his crotch was a black demon wolf, with blood dripping from its fangs and sharp teeth, as if it had just devoured the flesh and blood of a living person. The wolf head looked fiercely in front of it. On the black banner was the symbol of the Xun Kingdom. The distorted symbol looked like an ethereal shadow of a god, or like simple words. Behind him were groups of soldiers holding up spears and halberds, each one like a wolf or a tiger, full of murderous intent and blood. "Don't leave any one alive!" Thousands of soldiers roared in unison. "Don't leave any one alive!" Then, dozens of wolves, giant bears, tigers and leopards on the battlefield also roared together, and the battlefield was filled with the smell of blood and wildness. Among the crowd, there were also foreigners leading a large number of elite soldiers. Although their clothes and appearance looked similar to those of the witch priests, with dishevelled hair, their temperaments looked very different. They led a very elite army of Xun State, each of them led hundreds of people, standing in the center of the battlefield, waiting for the order of the king of Xun State. It was they who changed the fate of Xun State and determined the direction of this war. The great witch priest of Xun State gathered his hands, and a red blood ball vibrated out from his palms, turning into a ray of light that shuttled into the sky, and turned into a blood rain falling from the sky. "Don't leave any one!" The king and great witch priest of Xun State, who looked quite handsome and different from these natives, also let out a fierce roar. The pupils of these more than 10,000 people turned blood red in an instant, and everyone's blood surged, feeling powerful, as if they had endless strength and power. As the warrior holding the black flag and riding the demon wolf pulled up the wolf's head, the nearly three-meter-long giant wolf turned over, all the black hair stood up, the wolf head raised, let out a howl, and then stepped on the ground with his limbs to shake, and rushed towards the distant city. The army on the ground rushed towards the Qingcheng like ants. The seemingly solid city was like a wooden boat in the wind and rain, and it would be torn apart by the army of Xun country in an instant. Scattered arrows shot down from the top of the city, falling weakly into the army below the city. The tribesmen of Qingcheng on the top of the city also felt the breath of death at this moment. More than a dozen Xuanyuan people on the top of the city cast magic at the same time, bombarding the bottom, and pieces of ice fell from the sky, but the witch priests who rushed to the front made a move at the same time, and a thick black smoke emanated from the skulls held in their palms, blocking the fall of the ice. And a foreigner who rushed to the front opened his mouth and spit out a fire dragon. The fire dragon circled along the city wall, and dozens of people on the city were instantly swallowed up, screaming and running around. "Woo!" The city wall looked only five meters high, and the black demon wolf jumped and passed through the city wall of Qingcheng. "Boom!" A giant bear directly smashed open the wooden gate blocked by the stones, and huge stones fell down. Under the control of a gloomy old witch priest who had lost all his teeth, the giant bear rushed into the city. Behind him were thousands of tigers and wolves. The disaster completely fell on Qingcheng. Even if there were dozens of Xuanyuan people in the city, they could not stop Xunguo. The sound of fighting shook the sky, and Qingcheng fell completely. The whole Qingcheng was burning with fire. The fire was not ordinary red, but the dark red with blood repeatedly. The blood of the earth was flowing. Although the fire of human civilization had originated, the barbarism and the law of the jungle deeply buried in their bones could not be erased. The war between the two ancient countries was completely bloody fighting and slaughter. The fall of the last city-state controlled by Xuanyuan announced that the war had entered the final stage. The attacking armies began to gather and headed towards the holy land of Xuanyuan, the core of Xuanyuan.