The Meteorite Dragon Valley was less than two thousand miles away from the imperial capital of Lincang City, but it was already extremely close to the northern border bordering the Purple Moon Empire.

In winter, there is snow!

There is little vegetation on the snow-capped peaks, and occasionally a pine stands proudly on its own, adding to the desolation of the surroundings.

But even surrounded by peaks, a valley is still full of greenery, where hardy trees flourish and small rivers that gurgle through it, looking like a green dragon from above.

It is for this reason that this valley is called the Valley of the Fallen Dragons by the locals - the place where the dragons have fallen.

"Back then, the Great General had forced the Purple Moon army to retreat into the snowfield dozens of miles away, and then because of the blizzard, the whole army could only temporarily camp here!"

A veteran reminisced about the past and led the group along the valley floor.

Stepping through the barren grass and through the pines and cypresses, a young man in a white shirt stopped in front of a stone monument.

Behind him, the veteran looked sad and said in a deep voice: "This is where the Great General fell!"

......

The white-shirted young man was none other than Han Jing.

Standing in front of the stele at this moment, he seemed to hear the Jin Ge Iron Horse eleven years ago, saw the bonfire and cooking smoke lit by the Huotou Army in the valley, and saw the tall figure in a big tent of the Chinese army!

Then on a snowy night, the national teacher, the king of Zhongyi and others pretended to pass on the holy decree and sent the so-called "prison army" disguised by the four great wizards!

"Daddy......"

Squatting in front of the stone tablet, when Han Jing shouted out this word, which was almost unfamiliar to him, there was a trace of contradiction in his heart - he had his own parents in his previous life, even if as mortals, they couldn't wait for Han Jing to become a strong man and help them get a longer lifespan and passed away, but he had his own parents!

However, he thought that his current body and blood belonged to the Han family, not to mention that Han Lingtian was still a general who stood up to the sky, so he finally did not hesitate: "Daddy, the child is here!"

There is moss on the stele, and the words on the stele have been eroded by the wind and snow for eleven years, and they are somewhat peeling and blurry. It's just that the handwriting on it is still legible.

"General Zhuangtian, loyal, brave, benevolent, good son!

Beikou has not driven a new sword to break, and the loyal soul is hidden in the Falling Dragon Valley!"

Stroking these two lines of text, Han Jing could hear the forced crying of Old Man Han when he was standing here, and smell the desolation when the white-haired man sent the black-haired man!

"Daddy, the child is here, and he brought the thief who calculated his father back then!"

"They...... It's the Assassin League, it's the King of Loyalty, and it's the ...... of the National Teacher."

"Daddy, they have been continuing to calculate our Han family......"

Just in front of this stone stele, Han Jing opened a conversation box, only to find that he was able to say so many words to the stele, and he drank a lot of wine in the middle.

The wine was Han Lingtian's favorite "cellar wine" in Lincang City back then, cheap but soft and pure......

This kind of wine is easy to get intoxicated!

Han Jing kept drinking, and also ordered the people who came with him to drink together, which can be regarded as a good drink with the general of the year.

And so, a lot of people got drunk, including the veterans who came with them.

But when dawn came one night later, the veterans woke up almost shocked.

Because there were already many more altars in front of the stone tablet, and on each altar there were four bloody heads.

On the altar in the middle, it is the heads of Wang Ping, Wang Kuohai and Leng Tu, who should have been the head of the Nine Heavens Duyun of the Loyal and Righteous King here, but now this head has been left in the imperial capital, and was simply buried by the Queen Mother in her own Qifeng Palace.

"Daddy, the baby is leaving!"

When everyone finished dressing up, Han Jing said in a deep voice: "From today on, no one in my Han family can be calculated! With my Han Jing here, no one can hurt grandpa and aunt in the slightest!"

This sentence is his promise, but also his oath!

A promise to the dead, an oath to heaven and earth!

When the oath landed, Han Jing bowed three times again against the stone tablet, and then turned around and left here!

The snowflakes outside the Meteorite Valley were still flying, but the blood on the mountain was significantly less!

After all, the cold winter is coming to an end!

......

Two days later, outside the east gate of the imperial capital, a new Dianjiangtai has been completed.

Around the school grounds, flags were displayed, and tens of thousands of majestic troops were already standing in the school field.

Some of these armies were the sharpness of the Yang family army who pretended to be deserters and returned to the imperial capital according to the plan, and it was these sharpness that protected the targets that the Assassin Alliance would definitely attack in that terrible night of blood rain, and even killed and injured a large number of Assassin Alliance's sharpness!

The other part of the soldiers was a new source of troops from the neighboring state capitals.

Now, these soldiers have once again made preparations and are ready to go north to resist the enemy!

When the war drums sounded, Yang Lin stepped onto the stage again in military uniform.

He knew that after this point, he would really start to fight to the death with the army of the Purple Moon Empire, so his face was full of majesty and battle intent, even if he knew that his army, number and equipment were far inferior to the Purple Moon Empire, but he was really full of war intent.

...... ...... ......

It's about to begin!

However, just before Yiqiē was about to really start, a fast horse galloped in from the side of the school field: "Report...... General, my lord has a letter to the general!"

As soon as he saw this person's clothes, Yang Lin immediately knew that he was from the Han Mansion!

Is that what the reck......

Yang Lin looked puzzled: The army is about to go out again, could it be that Old Man Han still wants to be in command again? But the old man's strength has not yet recovered, and the injuries on his body are still not light.

So he hurriedly ordered someone to send a scroll up, and Yang Lin hurriedly opened it.

At first glance, Yang Lin's thick eyebrows furrowed.

Because the words on this scroll are not good-looking, it is a little crooked: "Grandpa Yang, go home and have a drink! The Purple Moon Empire has withdrawn! Han Jing ......"

"What? Jing'er ......"

Seeing these words, Yang Lin couldn't help but open his mouth wide: "Did the young master of your family ask you to send it? What else did he say?"

Hearing this, the guard who delivered the message immediately clenched his fists and said, "The young master asks a little - the commander of the three armies of the Purple Moon Empire and the twenty-nine chief and deputy generals have all been beheaded by him, so who is the general going to fight against?"

"Forehead ......"

Hearing this, Yang Lin instinctively took a step back, and his mind went blank almost instantly.

And then in this blank space, two big words rose - demon!

......

"Nonsense!"

In the room of the old man Han of the Han family, the old man's angry scolding voice was very loud.

Because he just learned from Han Jing's mouth what Han Jing had been doing in the past few days.

"Jing'er, it's okay for you to pay tribute to your father, but you ...... How can you kill so many generals of the Purple Moon Empire with the power of one person......?

This sentence is no longer an angry scolding, and later, the old man can no longer say the last paragraph.

Because he was worried and unwilling to say something unlucky.

Han Jing knew this, so he stepped forward and said with a smile: "Grandpa, Jing'er will be fine, and this is just the beginning!"

That's right, that's what Han Jing planned: it was actually the Purple Moon Empire that killed Han Lingtian back then, so he would count this revenge!

"Incredible ......"

But at this moment, Zhan Fan's voice suddenly sounded: "Wang Ping's dog thief's mansion also has an underground secret room, and there is actually a ...... in it."