In the winter of the forty-seventh year of Emperor Jingtian's reign, an edict summoned more than twenty border generals from northern Xinjiang into the capital.
That night, Qingzhu Alley Twelve was filled with flames.
Thousands of miles away, the Qi family was in trouble.
Nine-year-old Qi Jian'an escaped from his hometown. From that day on, there was no Qi Jian'an in the world, only the refugee boy Lingshan Jian.
Keep your name anonymous and hide your edge in the wild.
From a soldier in the border army, to the Marquis of Zhendong, to the marshal of the world's soldiers and horses.
He personally beheaded his enemy in Northern Xinjiang and retrieved the ancestral sword.
More than twenty years later, he personally led an army to march south, aiming to build a city in the sky.
And the person sitting on the great dragon chair was the real mastermind of the murder that year.
Blood debts must be paid with blood, and the country must change its owner.
In this battle, he wanted to give an explanation to the Qi family and also to himself.
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