From that day on, the Jiuli Tribe began marching south.
The warriors under Chi You's command feared no death. With Witch Clan blood in their veins, they had powerful bodies and fighting strength far beyond that of ordinary humans.
Xuanyuan had only just united the Human Race, and his position was still unstable. Worse, he had never learned how to deploy troops or arrange battle formations. All Medicine Master had taught him over the years was compassion and kindness, never how to command an army or defend against one.
In the first battle, Xuanyuan sent an envoy to seek peace, but Chi You sent him back without mercy. He then took four of Xuanyuan's tribes in succession.
In the second battle, the Youxiong tribes formed ranks against Nine Li. They suffered a crushing defeat and lost several more tribes.
Before the third battle, Xuanyuan hesitated over whether to counterattack and missed his best chance. Nine Li raided the camp by night and burned half of Youxiong's provisions.
One report of defeat after another reached Youxiong.
The people of the Youxiong Tribe fell into utter panic.
Watching Xuanyuan grow ever more silent, Medicine Master Daoist finally realized he had left out the most important lesson. The Human Sovereign had to wage war, yet Xuanyuan did not know how to deploy troops or arrange battle formations.
The Nine Li army swept onward, taking the Youxiong tribes one after another in just a few months. Chi You led the army himself, its advance aimed straight at the Youxiong Tribe.
That day, Xuanyuan was holding a war council when drums suddenly sounded outside the settlement. Each beat seemed to strike the heart of every Youxiong tribesman.
Xuanyuan left the main tent and climbed onto the settlement's wooden wall. In the distance, banners blotted out