Ke Zhan and Bashanhe knelt in front of Princess Jinxiu covered in blood, and the two of them jointly held a pair of sandalwood boxes, and the head of the Heavenly Demon Zi Kunlun was placed in the middle of the box. The long hair, which used to be majestic and unruly, now looks so vicissitudes and aging; The eyes that once looked at all beings have become empty and sad; The slender, clear, prideful face now looked haggard and tired, the muscles of the face dry and flabby, and the cobweb-like wrinkles carved deep into the skin. It was only at this moment that Princess Jinxiu finally believed that the enlightenment teacher she had taught for ten years, the greatest legendary figure of the Turkic tribe since ancient times, the Heavenly Demon Purple Kunlun, had now driven west.

Stroking the pale hair of the Heavenly Demon Purple Master, Princess Jinxiu discovered for the first time that the teacher, who had always been arrogant and complacent, as if he exuded infinite energy, was actually exhausted. In the past few decades, he has founded the Flame Sect in the turbulent Central Plains, intrigued with the Han martial arts, cultivated the elite of the Flame Sect for the army, cultivated pro-Turkic forces in the Central Plains, and devoted himself to cultivating the difficult and dangerous magic skills of nine deaths and a lifetime, and also cultivated and taught himself the apprentice of this strange elf, after all, the Heavenly Demon is not an immortal, and he will also feel tired. It's just that I didn't expect that this world's No. 1 demon, who once made the entire martial arts tremble, died tragically at the hands of a new martial arts star who had just risen in the Central Plains at the moment when his state was at its peak.

"Perhaps, this is the teacher's return to the light in the last moments. The master knew that he would die soon, so he was so eager to go south, wanting to take advantage of his peak state to cause the greatest damage to the Han martial arts and build momentum for the southern invasion that our Turks were about to carry out." Looking at the empty and melancholy eyes of the purple master, Princess Jinxiu suddenly realized: before the teacher died, his eyes must have been looking at the sky, at that time, he had no hatred, no grief and indignation, only a trace of regret that could not change his fate.

"Rest in peace, Master. Your unfulfilled wish will be fulfilled by me, a disciple, for you." Princess Jinxiu said softly, "One day, we will plant the wolf head banner high above the imperial capital of the Han people."

Ke Zhan and Bashanhe, who had been kneeling in front of her for a long time, finally couldn't hold back, and tears dripped down their faces and fell to the ground.

"This time, in order to retrieve the head of the Purple Master, you have worked hard, so please step back and rest." Princess Splendid said gently.

"Princess, that Peng Wuwang is the culprit who killed the purple master, please enter the customs to assassinate him, and hope that the princess will be fulfilled." But Zhan Qiang choked up and said excitedly.

Princess Jinxiu shook her head, smiled bitterly, and said, "But Zhan, your marksmanship is so sharp, and the weight of murderous aura can be felt from a mile away. Hopeless is naturally sensitive to murderous aura, and you can't get close to him at all."

"Princess! But to fight is to sacrifice one's life, and to die with him." But the battle roared.

"But fight, leave Peng Wuhopeless to me," Princess Jinxiu said softly, "I swear to heaven that unless I die, I will kill Peng Wuhope with my own hands and avenge my teacher."

"Princess!" Ke Zhan and Bashanhe glanced at each other, and Bashanhe hurriedly said, "Princess, but you and Peng are hopeless, he ......."

Princess Splendid waved her hand, and a look of despair shot out of her eyes: "At this point, everyone can't turn back, and on the battlefield, everything will eventually come to an end." After she said this, she couldn't help but glance at the southeast direction with infinite nostalgia, and there was a crazy cramping in her heart. She tried her best to retract her thoughts, glanced at Kezhan and Bashanhe, and said, "You can find someone to bandage yourself, and then go back to rest." We're going to send troops to Yuanzhou tomorrow, and I want you to be by my side when the time comes."

In the recruit village outside Hengzhou, 4,000 recruits are in full swing of cavalry training. Thousands of horses galloped back and forth on the training ground covered with stakes, ropes, and antlers, rolling up a monstrous amount of dust. The training ground was divided into three areas, one of which placed hundreds of bamboo frames, on which were tied with straw ropes, which crossed the entire field, and on which were hung wooden sticks stained with lime powder, which swayed back and forth in the wind with great amplitude, and the recruits on horseback had to control the horses that sat down to gallop out of the area. Those with less than five marks on their clothes will be rewarded heavily, and those with more than ten marks on their clothes will be severely punished. Just look at the recruits urging their cars to gallop across the training ground, turning as they wish, and the wooden sticks that swing in the wind rarely hit them.

Another area is dotted with stakes, tripwires, antlers, and iron forklifts, driving hundreds of wooden stakes into the ground, each nailed to a wooden puppet head. Those Tang soldiers had to cross all the obstacles in this area, behead ten years and come out, beheading twenty will be rewarded heavily, and less than ten will be severely punished. Those Tang Dynasty recruits are flying like horses, one after another, as if performing acrobatic performances, moving and jumping in this martial arts arena, shouting fierce battles, countless puppet heads are cut off with a knife, and they are picked up by people leaning over, hanging on the horse, practicing for several hours, no one has fallen off the horse, which is breathtaking.

The last area is the most murderous. Hundreds of veterans armed with lime powdered jujube sticks, jujube wooden knives guarding a bamboo and wood barracks, hundreds of recruits armed with knives and sticks, from the south, east, northwest and four roads, trying to attack the camp, cut off the handsome flag. The handsome flag hung high in the air, and there was a big ginger character on it. The hundreds of recruits risked their lives, clamored loudly, rushed up from all directions, and those proud veterans scuffled in one place, an hour down, the recruits changed one after another, and never could capture the camp guarded by the veterans. Although the recruits are inferior to the veterans in terms of murder and experience, they are flexible, tactically ingenious, vigorous, and highly motivated. And those veterans are obviously unparalleled warriors who have returned from hundreds of Shura killing formations, and in the face of the recruits' various tricks, they have no fear, and they deal with it calmly, and they are very happy.

"This is the soldier brought out by the eldest brother? It's amazing! Big brother can finally show his talents." Peng Wuwang looked around the entire training ground with great excitement and said excitedly, "Fourth brother, I still thought I was in a dream."

Peng Wuxing barely suppressed one uncontrollable shiver after another, and responded to Peng Wuxing's words: "Yes, yes. My eldest brother finally got his wish and became a martial champion, and I am very proud."

"Look at those recruits, although they have never been on the battlefield, but the skill of controlling horses, even the Turks have to raise their big fingers and praise it." Peng Wuwang was immersed in joy, "And that murderous aura, it's simply innate, and you can barely compete with those veterans."

Peng Wuxing suddenly asked, "Third brother, it seems that the eldest brother can't remember us anymore, right?"

Peng Wuwang frowned and said, "Of course not, we are brothers whose blood is thicker than water, how can we not remember. Big brother will definitely recognize us."

Peng Wuxing looked at the veterans around him and said, "If the eldest brother wants to recognize us, why do you want to tie us under this handsome flag?"

"Big brother does this, of course, he has a reason." Peng Wuwang said nonchalantly. At this time, a new soldier led by a burly man, struggled to break through the blockade of the veterans, and came to the front of Shuai Qi, the roaring war horse splashed several feet of dust, making the two brothers of the Peng family disgraced, and the front hooves of the nearest war horse were only a few feet away, and it would kick Peng Wuhope's body. At this time, reinforcements from the veterans arrived quickly and blocked the recruits.

Peng Wuwang saw it in his eyes, and he was excited, and he opened his throat and shouted to the burly man, "Good job, I'll work harder next time." The shouts on the killing field suddenly fell silent for a moment, and everyone turned their faces to look at him, as if they were looking at a monster.

"I've been kidnapping them for a few hours, I'm almost scared, let them go." Jiang forgot to say to General Liu, who had just returned from the training ground.

General Liu had a strange look on his face and said to Jiang Wang, "General Jiang, those two young men are not small. Although the young one was afraid, he still gritted his teeth and persevered, and there was no big gaffe. And the old man is like a bear-hearted leopard, and he is not afraid at all when he sees that he is about to step on him."

"Oh?" Jiang Wang nodded contemplatively, "The people who came to confess their relatives this time are different from the previous ones."

Since Taishan Tianzhu Peak was rescued and returned, Jiang Forget has no memories of the previous nearly thirty years, and only Jiang Chongwei who saved him is in his mind. So, he changed his name to Jiang Wang, recognized Jiang Chongwei as his father-in-law, and started a new life. With Jiang Chongwei's identity as the assassin of Hengzhou, he signed up for the scientific examination of Wu Zhuangyuan, won the championship all the way, and became the Tang Dynasty Wu Zhuangyuan, which became a good story for a while. The heads of countless famous families want to marry their daughters to him, in order to climb the dragon and the phoenix and raise their own worth. And since the news of his amnesia was spread, there have been countless shameless indecent people who pretended to be his family members to confess their relatives, which once made Hengzhou City a miasma. Jiang Forget was furious, and issued an iron order, all those who came to recognize their relatives must be tied to the handsome flag in the training ground to test their courage, and if they are qualified, they can further check the details.

For so many days, Jiang Forget had long lost confidence in recovering his memory, and only wanted to drive away these people who recognized his relatives as soon as possible, so this time Peng Wuwang and Peng Wuxing were tied up on the training ground for several more hours, and it was not until the evening of the West Mountain that Jiang Forget sent someone to loosen the ties and take them into the marching tent.

"Get up and speak." Looking at the appearance of the Peng brothers kneeling in front of him, Jiang Wang's heart suddenly felt an inexplicable warmth, he was already used to the battlefield years, and he was very uncomfortable with this feeling. He couldn't help but shake all over his body and said in a deep voice.

Peng Wuwang and Peng Wuxing both stood up and looked at the eldest brother in front of them with eager eyes, who had changed his appearance greatly. "You say I'm your big brother?" Jiang Wangxiao took a shallow sip of tea and asked lightly.

"Yes." Peng Wuwang couldn't wait to say, "Your name is Peng Wuji, your father, that is, my uncle's name is Peng Di, and your mother is Peng Li." He pointed to Peng Wuxing beside him again: "He is your younger brother Peng Wufear. I am your cousin Peng Wuhope. You also have a second brother, Peng Wuxin, but he was killed by a traitor a few years ago." He didn't say a word, Peng Wuxing nodded vigorously, his eyes eagerly scanning the eldest brother's face, trying to find a way to make the eldest brother recover his memory.

Jiang Wang thought vigorously about the names "Peng Di, Peng Li, Peng Wufear, Peng Wuwang, Peng Wuxin", and some familiar figures flashed in his mind, but they quickly dimmed. He felt his heart pound eagerly, and his throat ached.

"Do you have any evidence?" Jiang Forget asked expectantly.

"Yes, yes!" Peng Wuwang patted Peng Wufearless and said, "Haven't you been receiving the manuscript of the eldest brother's arrangement?"

It turned out that before Peng Wuji was killed, he had written down a lot of experiences in arranging troops and military law drills, which were compiled into eight volumes of military books. Since he fell off the cliff, Peng Wuxing has always treasured his manuscripts by his side, expressing his nostalgia for his eldest brother.

Peng Wuxing was also overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly took out the manuscript carefully from his arms, handed it to Jiang Wang, and said, "Big brother, this is the eight-volume military book you wrote at home before, you should know it as soon as you look at the font."

Jiang Forget took the eight volumes of the military book, looked at it carefully, and found that the handwriting on it was indeed similar to his own handwriting now, he smiled and said, "The handwriting is correct. But since I got the martial arts, my manuscripts have been circulated all over the world, and it is not impossible for someone to imitate my handwriting."

Peng Wuwang hurriedly said: "Big brother, you are a disciple of Peng Men, and Peng Men's sword skills have been passed down from generation to generation, so there will be no mistake. I'll show you a few sets of knife techniques, you must remember."

Jiang Wangyi waved his hand and said, "My sword technique has been widely spread, and it is not uncommon for someone to be able to play it, unless I visit Pengmen now to see if Pengmen's sword technique has been passed down from generation to generation. But now that I'm in a big position, I can't walk away."

Peng Wuwang and Peng Wuxing glanced at each other and said in unison, "So what now?"

Jiang Forget looked at them, and felt a little cordial in his heart, and couldn't help but smile: "Don't worry, when the things here are over, I will take a leave of absence from my father-in-law, and rush to Pengmen with you to check it out, that's it."

Peng Wuwang's and Peng Wufear's faces were full of joy at the same time, and Peng Wuxing said, "Big brother, if you go back to Pengmen, Daddy will be very happy. His old man's dementia will definitely be cured."