At the tender age of eight, he was hastily dragged out and made emperor!

Night fell silently, darkness enveloped Chihan Mountain, and also swallowed up the bloodshed.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and countless stars twinkle.

The bright moonlight shone down, and one could vaguely make out something.

The night wind howled

"Woo-"

As the wind blew, the sound of weeping echoed through the sacred mountains, the ancestral home of the Murong Dynasty, a stark contrast to the bustling prosperity of the past.

"So exciting!!!"

A furious roar rang out, as if descending from the sky.

"So exciting!!!"

"So exciting!!!"

"Burn—"

The roars echoed one after another, and as time went by, the shouts reverberated throughout Chihan Mountain, completely drowning out the cries, the wind, the breathing, and the neighing of horses.

boom! ! !

After an unknown amount of time, several clusters of flames suddenly appeared in the endless darkness, shooting into the sky. Sparks danced in the wind, and in the firelight, a group of armored warriors with resolute eyes and indifferent faces stood proudly.

"Yu!!!"

"Yu——"

A roar resounded, and beneath the roar, flames rose alternately into the sky, burning in a direction that led all the way towards the edge of Mount Chihan.

Illuminated by the ever-rising flames, countless military formations stood in neat rows, numerous banners fluttered in the wind, and waves of shouts rose higher and higher...

A unique atmosphere enveloped every inch of Chihan Mountain.

until--

The towering flames that had been burning all the way stopped at one point. The firelight dispelled the darkness and illuminated a wooden altar. When the crowd gathered there saw the altar, their expressions became excited, their breathing became rapid, and an inexplicable emotion swirled in their hearts.

"Yu!!!"

Amidst the crowd, Huanglong roared, the sound so loud it made people's eardrums tremble, and one gaze after another converged on him.

Duanmu Yu, Shu Yuqing, Zhao Hengzhi, Jiang Hu, Qiu Hai, Kou Guang, Ye Tianshan, Ming Tang, Ning Bowu, Yu Hong, He Jiang, Luo Yong...

Zong Zhi, Chang Feng, Li Bin, Dong Heng, Sun Ben, Xu Bin, Cao Jing, Han Cheng, Shangguan Xiu...

Wu Liang, Xiong Wu, Ding Jin, Chen Jianhu, Cui Gui, Kou Zhen, Qu Guangsheng, Fang Zhong...

"Yu!!!"

"Yu——"

In an instant, shouts erupted from the mountains and continued to travel downwards, each shout triggering an even louder roar, seemingly threatening to lift the sky away!

In such a special atmosphere, it's hard not to feel a sense of resonance, and images may even uncontrollably surface in one's mind.

The same applies to the loser as to the winner.

In one area, countless prisoners were bound with ropes, but compared to the anger, hatred, and fervor they had felt before, the faces of these prisoners now revealed more of a dazed look, fear, confusion, and numbness...

This is their ancestral sacred mountain.

But tonight, the Nanyu people, whom they once suppressed, will build an altar here to offer sacrifices to Heaven!

There may still be anger.

But these cries for help have long been suppressed.

The army that launched the surprise attack on Chihan Mountain was too strong, so strong that it destroyed the barrier of Chihan Mountain, rendering Chihan Mountain no longer under the control of the dynasty.

But who cares about the losers' misdeeds?

"General Duanmu, General Shu, it's almost time to ascend the platform and offer sacrifices to Heaven!"

At the top of Chihan Mountain, around the altar area.

Hearing the overwhelming shouts, Huang Long, who was standing with his sword at his side, tried to calm himself down. He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, then looked at Duanmu Yu and Shu Yuqing with a serious expression, and clasped his hands in a salute to them.

Huanglong's movement drew the attention of countless eyes.

Upon hearing the commotion, Duanmu Yu and Shu Yuqing first looked at each other, then at the temporary altar. Complex expressions appeared on their faces, but their eyes quickly hardened.

"Those who wield the sword of the Great Yu, step forward!!!"

After giving Shu Yuqing a slight nod, Duanmu Yu removed his Great Yu sword, raised it high, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Those who wield the sword of the Great Yu, step forward!!!"

Immediately afterwards, Shu Yuqing's shout rang out.

The two men's sudden behavior not only aroused Huang Long's suspicion, but also that of countless others. What were they up to in such an important occasion?

Despite their suspicions, those among them who had been bestowed with the Great Yu general's sword by the emperor stepped forward one after another.

Forty-seven men, each wielding a Great Yu sword, gathered together.

Their faces showed pride, self-satisfaction, and arrogance...

Those standing still, upon seeing the forty-seven people gathered there, and upon seeing the Great Yu general's sword raised high by them, felt a deep envy in their eyes.

This is a sword bestowed by the Emperor himself.

It was named after the country's name!

With the start of the Northern Expedition, with victories in one major battle after another, and with the fall of the sacred mountain, the ancestral home of the Northern Barbarians, the value of the Great Yu swords rose rapidly and imperceptibly.

"On behalf of the Emperor, I propose that General Huang Long of the Imperial Guard perform the sacrificial ceremony!" In this atmosphere, Duanmu Yu, holding the Great Yu general's sword with both hands, swept his piercing gaze across the crowd before him and said in a firm and powerful tone, "Who agrees? Who disagrees?"

"I, Shu Yuqing, agree!!"

Before Huang Long could speak, Shu Yuqing, holding the Great Yu sword, slammed it to the ground and declared.

"I, Li Bin, agree!!"

"I, Wu Liang, agree!!"

"I, Muneori, agree!"

"I, Changfeng, agree!"

"I am Jiang Hu..."

"I am Qiu Hai..."

"I……"

One shout after another rang out. Huang Long, who was holding the Great Yu sword, swallowed hard. He looked at the familiar officers and comrades in front of him and knew why Duanmu Yu and Shu Yuqing were acting this way.

Because of the victory at Chihan Mountain, everything changed.

Not to mention that many of the elite troops who raided Chihan Mountain had close ties with the emperor.

Duanmu Yu and Duanmu Yu were once low-ranking officers in the Shanglin Army.

Li Bin, Zong Zhi, and Chang Feng were sons of noble families from the Great Yu Kingdom.

Wu Liang and Xiong Wu are Imperial Guards of the Great Yu Dynasty!

The elite middle and high-ranking officers who raided Chihan Mountain were all closely connected with the emperor, and under such circumstances, everything had to revolve around the emperor's majesty.

Among them, Huanglong was undoubtedly the one most closely associated with the emperor.

Whether they wielded the Great Yu sword or not, they all knew how much the Emperor valued Huanglong and how strict he was with him.

No one was more suitable than Huanglong to perform the sacrificial ceremony on behalf of the emperor at Chihan Mountain, the sacred ancestral mountain of the Northern Barbarians.

Upon closer examination, there is indeed one suitable candidate.

Xu Bin!

The Empress's own brother, and the Emperor's brother-in-law!

The Battle of Kechihan Mountain was proposed by Huang Long; without Huang Long, there would have been no such spectacular battle.

"The sacrificial ceremony begins!!!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Huang Long hung the Great Yu sword at his waist and walked proudly toward the altar, his red cloak billowing in the wind.

"Dong Dong Dong!!!"

At this moment, the sound of drums rang out. Under this commotion, the generals, led by Duanmu Yu and Shu Yuqing, all hung the Great Yu swords at their waists and looked solemnly at Huanglong's back.

"Your Majesty, I have not disappointed you!!"

As Huanglong walked towards the altar, he tried his best to calm his mind, but his heart was filled with complex emotions. Countless days and nights had been spent preparing for this moment, but when the moment of realization finally arrived, only those who had experienced it firsthand truly understood the hardships and bitterness involved. It was just that this glory was burdened with too many things...