SOUTHERN ZHAO, NORTHERN YAN
In the Central Plains,
there had been years of bloody war between Southern Zhao and Northern Yan,
leaving their people destitute.
The battle ended in a dead heat
and both finally reached an agreement for peace.
However, the peaceful situation only lasted for ten years.
As the new king of Northern Yan ascends the throne,
armies of the Northern Yan continue to covet Southern Zhao.
The Central Plains will be caught in a sanguinary war again.
The envoys of Northern Yan are presenting their gift.
Your Majesty, I wish you eternal health and well-being,
and boundless happiness.
Protect His Majesty!
Your Majesty!
Bring her back alive!
When the new king of Northern Yan has just ascended the throne,
their assassins
have snuck into Lingyan Pavilion to assassinate Your Majesty.
It's a declaration of war!
If I may be so bold to admonish Your Majesty
to resume with the Martial Contest.
The selection of Grand Field Marshal cannot be postponed anymore.
I am willing to host this contest to help ease Your Majesty's burden.
Since it's your idea,
then I will leave it to you, Grand Tutor.
As you wish, Your Majesty.
Within three days,
the Messenger Eagles will reach the territories of the Eight Clans
with the announcement to all the warriors of the gathering in Phoenix City.
There's no more water supply for today.
Come earlier tomorrow.
Bastard, you're stealing water again!
- Stop running! - Stop!
- Bastard! - Stop!
Stop! Bastard!
Bastard, stop running!
Stop running! Stay right there!
Stay right there! Stop running!
Get out of my way!
Don't come over!
My child!
Stop right there!
Little bastard, let's see where else you can run to.
Put me down.
Chief.
Here's the emperor's decree from Phoenix City.
The Martial Contest is about to resume.
There will be war again.
The system stipulates
that three warriors from each clan have to be selected for the contest.
As of the day when the Messenger Eagles arrive,
the contestants shall gather before the full moon
in Phoenix City with their clan totems.
Any violation
constitutes a clan-implicated crime.
A clan-implicated crime?
Any voluntary warriors?
Me! I'll go!
I'll go!
Let me go! I'll go!
Keep quiet.
Cang Qiu, put him down.
Serves you right.
Chief!
Dong Yilong.
Why are you messing around?
I'm not!
After I become the Grand Field Marshal of Southern Zhao,
I'll mount the clan flag of Qingyuan Clan
on top of that young king.
Let's see who dares to call me a bastard again.
Bastard!
Enough of your nonsense.
If I enter the Martial Contest,
besides being the Grand Field Marshal, are there any other benefits?
This Martial Contest is being hosted by Grand Tutor Guan in person.
The winning warrior will be able to join the emperor's heaven worship ceremony.
By then, you can get whatever you want.
I'll go.
Even a deserter has the nerves to go.
No fighting.
All right.
The three of you should go and get ready.
LAN PING
When your mother was pregnant with you,
she fled from beyond the frontier and was wounded.
In the end, all she left you was this broken comb.
Push harder, you're almost there.
He's here.
Chief.
The boy's father
named him...
Dong Yilong.
This boy...
I'll leave him to you.
Who is the boy's father?
This time, I'm leaving Qingyuan Village not only for the contest.
Perhaps, I could also find out about my origin.
You will have to find the answer yourself.
When you came back from the battlefield ten years ago,
you were on the brink of death.
But somehow, you firmly grasped onto this.
Now,
it should be returned to its rightful owner.
CHU
Thank you, Chief.
QINGYUAN VILLAGE, CHENJIAO DESERT
Bastard, let me tell you some good news.
Legend has it that there's a Mystic Forest in Phoenix City.
It knows about everything that happened in the past.
It can even tell you who your father is.
In fact, it might even know how your parents began their romance.
How can we get there?
The problem is no one knows where this Mystic Forest exactly is.
- Stop walking! - Stop?
When can we get to Phoenix City then?
Hey.
Cang Qiu!
Is he dead?
What do you think?
Shouldn't we find his body?
You should just save some energy for our journey.
If we fail to get to Phoenix City before the full moon,
you will have to bury the entire Qingyuan Clan's dead bodies.
But he was our companion!
Right now, I'm more concerned about finding us a new teammate.
It's delicious.
What is it?
Why are you eating so much when you're out in the open?
Once you're under attack, you won't be able to run.
But you...
Back in Qingyuan Clan,
everyone calls you Deserter.
What's your name?
Is your family name Chu?
I don't understand.
In Qingyuan Clan,
no one shows you any respect.
But you're still going to fight for them.
- Is it because you... - I'm not doing this for them.
I'm doing it for the former owner
of this broken spear.
Back then, we had a fierce war
with the army of Northern Yan.
The Southern Zhao's marshal leading the Chu Army
was my brother, Chu Cheng.
At the time, I was only 16 years old.
It was right here
that we, the Chu Army, shattered Northern Yan Army into pieces,
followed by their retreat.
My brother, Chu Cheng,
hunted down the general of Northern Yan.
Father!
But in the end,
in that battle,
I ended up being the only survivor.
I didn't expect Northern Yan to be so powerful
that they eliminated the entire Chu Army.
It was not Northern Yan that neutralized the Chu Army!
It was Grand Tutor Guan of Southern Zhao!
Chu Cheng!
Where are the reinforcements?
Grand Tutor Guan has long dreaded the Chu Army!
He wants to see us die here!
He won't send us any reinforcements!
Chu Hun, stay alive!
You have to stay alive!
Chu Cheng!
You have to stay alive!
Grand Tutor Guan?
Greetings, Emissary.
It has been so many years
since Northern Yan made you Southern Zhao's Grand Tutor.
But you haven't done anything.
You must have forgotten your mission.
Are you planning to stay here as their grand tutor
for the rest of your life?
I have been waiting these past years for the chance,
so that we can overturn Southern Zhao at a stroke.
But His Majesty can't wait any longer.
He has lost patience with you.
I only need one month
and Southern Zhao will be at my fingertips.
If this plan fails,
what should I tell His Majesty?
Screw that Lingyan Pavilion.
The Martial Contest?
His Majesty has had enough of your sophistry.
As long as we detain all the imperial family of Southern Zhao
in Lingyan Pavilion during the finals...
Southern Zhao will definitely perish.
What exactly is the contest about?
Running?
Horse racing?
Hey.
Or arm wrestling?
Hey! Return our clan totem!
Come and get it if you can!
They are the Lizard Clan.
Who is that girl?
Let's go.
Don't be nosy.
Run!
Hold on!
Help!
Help me!
Hang in there!
Don't pull my pants!
Hang on!
Bastard.
Bastard!
Yilong!
Dong Yilong!
What did you just call me?
Besides our chief,
you're the first one who called me by my name.
Who is that?
She was just right there.
I'm Jia Lu, Chief of the Lizard Clan.
Thank you for your rescue.
Here's a token of appreciation.
Right, Chief Jia Lu.
Have you heard of Mystic Forest?
That's just a fairy tale.
Forget it then.
Young man.
See you in Phoenix City.
Hey.
Deserter, wait up!
Deserter, wait for me.
My name is Chu Hun.
All right, I got it.
Can I get on the horse now?
Isn't your qinggong great?
There's no need for you to ride the horse.
Hey!
Don't be so mean.
We're still far away.
Give me a ride.
I have my favorite sapodilla.
Would you like to have one?
Wait, how about two?
PHOENIX CITY
What is it?
That happened to the burglars from Northern Yan.
If you can't bear the sight of this,
return to Qingyuan Village as soon as possible.
...Southern Zhao!
The fighter lives!
The coward dies!
Northern Yan is subjugated by Southern Zhao!
A sword from the ancestors!
Hey.
Warriors, take a look.
Here.
Give me.
Give me that!
Give me.
PHOENIX POSTHOUSE
Sir, do you really not know where Mystic Forest is?
Goodness!
Didn't I tell you?
That's just a rumor.
No one knows where it is.
If it weren't for you, we would have arrived long ago!
What did you say? Say it again.
You too!
PHOENIX POSTHOUSE
Isn't that the girl we met in the desert?
Cut the crap.
- What is it? - Come, let's drink.
Sir, give me two portions of your signature dishes.
- I'm starving. - All right!
Two horses,
three injured men,
and our clan totem.
How should we settle the score?
It's none of your business.
When I become the Grand Field Marshal,
I will return everything to you.
Do you think you can get away with it?
Can you outpace me?
Don't you want your clan totem?
Can you outpace me?
Here comes the Grand Tutor!
What are you looking at? Kneel.
Grand Tutor Guan.
Kneel.
You...
Kneel.
Kneel!
It has been ten years
since I last joined the gathering of all the warriors
from the Eight Clans of Southern Zhao.
Warriors.
Bottoms up.
I would like to add something.
Since you have signed up, there is no turning back.
Those who withdraw without permission
will be charged with a clan-implicated crime.
Bear that in mind.
Warriors.
See you in the arena
the day after tomorrow, at noon.
Grand Tutor Guan is surrounded by many guards.
Will you be able to kill him?
As long as I can enter it,
I'll have the chance to approach him.
If you're scared that you would be implicated,
you can turn me in now.
Chu Hun.
I'm your friend.
I won't sell you out.
I don't have friends and I don't need one.
What I know is that
whoever stops me from killing Grand Tutor Guan
is my enemy.
Here, I don't want to become your enemy.
All the villagers call you Bastard,
but why do you still live happily every day?
My mother once told me in my dream
that I'll be a great warrior.
"Don't stoop down to their level."
Then ask your mother tonight
if we can find a new teammate tomorrow.
My mother doesn't turn up in my dream every night.
But let me tell you this.
She will definitely bless us.
PHOENIX POSTHOUSE
What if we can't find anyone by tomorrow and get disqualified?
Run for your life then.
Come and have a look, my friends.
I have two slaves from Northern Yan.
Only one of them can survive.
Today, I am willing to reluctantly part with the one who survives
by selling her to you.
Keep your eyes open.
- Get up. - Come on!
Here we go!
I should go.
Aren't you going to be the Grand Field Marshal?
One day, when you lead troops in a battle,
things will be much more brutal than this.
If we lose the war to Northern Yan,
you will be one of these caged fighters.
Bravo!
The winner for today is Bi Nu.
- Great. - Great.
Come on.
Who wants to take this Northern Yan bitch back home
to have fun with?
Although this chick looks rough-skinned,
she will make a good house guard.
It's a special offer.
There has not been any war for over a decade.
I don't have many of them in stock.
Look, a genuine slave from Northern Yan.
Do whatever you like to her.
You won't be fooled and there's nothing to lose.
Don't even hesitate.
CHU
If you miss this chance today,
you will surely regret it.
- Let's go. - Any bidder?
- Hey. - Yes?
You just raised your hand, so she's yours now.
This warrior has good taste, come here.
Let's confirm your payment.
Move. Come over.
You have good taste, young man.
Behave yourself.
Keep still.
She's quite a good fighter.
- She's from Northern Yan. - Why did you raise your hand then?
- I... - Here.
What?
We're short of money to recruit others.
What should we do now?
Don't worry.
I don't need money.
- What? - I...
I'm in.
It was you.
The thief who stole the clan totem.
I didn't steal it.
I just borrowed it.
I can only join the contest if I have a clan totem.
You're short of a teammate, so count me in.
Have you been in the contest before?
- No. - Kid.
Find someone else to play with.
I just want to play with you.
Hey.
Skills and one's age aren't necessarily related.
Take this.
I don't need much.
Just board and lodging will do.
- Hey. - What?
I agree.
I agree too.
Two to one.
Do you really want to be the Grand Field Marshal?
I want to have my name forever recorded
in the hero chronicle of the Martial Contest to prove myself.
What's your name then?
I don't have one.
My last name is Jinggang, so I'm known as
Ms. Jinggang.
Chu Hun.
Dong Yilong.
Ms. Jinggang.
Great.
Yilong, let's go.
Right.
PHOENIX POSTHOUSE
Do you want to kill me?
My father was killed with this spear.
This spear. This word.
I won't forget them for the rest of my life.
Do you remember that the Chu Army
took my father's life ten years ago?
Father!
Don't come over!
Finally,
I get to meet this spear's owner.
I'll atone with my life
right after I kill Grand Tutor Guan.
You'd better stay alive then.
A few days ago,
Northern Yan sent men to assassinate His Majesty.
It's an overt provocation to Southern Zhao.
Between the nations, war will be inevitable.
But today,
among our warriors,
someone will represent the honor of their clans!
They will pay homage to our emperor's flag with Northern Yan people's blood
and restart our quest
for unification!
This Martial Contest is different from the previous ones!
Round one.
The first three clans
to reach the Roll Call Platform where the Grand Tutor is
may advance to the next round.
Rings around their waists!
Why tie us together?
What are they doing?
I have never seen a Martial Contest like this.
This is life-risking.
Stay focused.
- What is it? - Don't be afraid.
I'll take care of you.
Just mind your own business.
Get ready.
Ready!
- Let's go! - Let's go!
Change the formation!
Chu Hun, we're in the rear now.
Let's go!
Dodge!
Let's go!
Dodge.
Look out!
First place!
Zixuan Clan!
Save him.
It's hooked.
Let's go.
I'll throw you down if you keep fooling around.
Second place!
- Qingyuan Clan! - We won.
Get up, now!
Get up!
Get up now!
I will repay you!
We can't lose.
The sword.
Third place.
Falcon Clan!
LOSER
I know what you want to do,
but Jinggang is innocent.
Mr. Wen, for the sake of victory, you did what you did.
I'm impressed.
I'll atone with my life
right after I kill Grand Tutor Guan.
I'm excited too,
but I'm too tired to get worked up.
I just want to grab something to eat.
Tears of joy.
I can understand that.
CHU
Is this General Chu Cheng's spear?
Yes.
He was my brother.
So you're a descendant of the Chu Army.
I've heard your stories since I was little.
Chu Hun, take it.
Come on.
Kill him.
Keep up the good work.
Take this.
Give it back.
- Why would you have a woman's stuff? - Give it back.
It's from your lover, right?
Give it to me.
Give it back!
Let me keep it for you for now.
Focus on the contest.
You can ask for anything except for that.
It's...
It is my mother's only legacy.
If you like it, I can get you another one.
At least your mother had left something for you.
My mother didn't even give me a name.
It's all right.
When we get to Mystic Forest, you can find out the truth.
I don't care about the past.
I only care about the future.
You were so close to him.
Why didn't you kill him?
I will kill him,
but not now.
You can only take revenge when you have the strength.
Eat up.
Yilong!
We can't stay here anymore, let's go!
So the annihilation of the Chu Army is related to Grand Tutor Guan.
Then the wire-puller behind the assault just now is...
Who else could it be?
Grand Tutor Guan wanted to create the false impression of clans' infighting
as a tool and disguise to kill me.
But Tiger-Roars Clan failed.
So they must be killed.
Dong Yilong.
Take Jinggang with you.
I'm coming with you.
Me too.
What are you doing?
From the moment the three of us
stood in the arena and were bound with iron chains,
our fates have been tied together.
That's right.
Actually, Chu Hun,
if we can get into the finals,
you will be able to become the Grand Field Marshal.
In that case,
you'll have the chance to testify against Grand Tutor Guan to His Majesty.
At that time, you'll be able to avenge the Chu Army.
May your mother bless us,
so that we can make it to the finals.
I'm sure that we will.
From now on, every moment shall be taken
as the final.
That's right.
Yilong, I'm starving.
I'll get you some steamed buns.
- I need three. - All right.
Let me keep this for you for tonight.
Why didn't you go home?
Where should I go?
Northern Yan?
That's right, you're free now.
I haven't tried that before.
You will love it.
Why would you and Chu Hun love this?
This liquor is so strong.
It makes me sick.
Doesn't living make us sick too?
- Young man. - Yes?
What do you live for then?
I have no idea because I don't even know who I am.
But I always feel that I should do something.
What is it?
To not let the innocent be killed.
Who do you think is innocent then?
Both you and Chu Hun are innocent.
Hurry up.
Go.
Move.
Go.
Hurry.
Get lost!
Round two!
The task is to snatch the Beast King's egg.
The first clan to bring back the Beast King's egg
will get into the finals!
They have arrived, so we have to make haste.
What on earth is the Beast King?
Is it a tiger or a lion?
The Beast King was a war monster fostered by Southern Zhao.
It is ferocious and bloodthirsty.
Intended for war,
people embedded a headwear
with sharp thorns on the top of its skull
to make it appear brutish.
After the war, it was deserted here.
Sounds like the Beast King is quite pitiful.
If you run into it,
you will be the pitiful one.
Stay alert.
Chief!
Since we're here,
without the Beast King's egg,
none of us is getting out of here.
Let's go.
Stay away from it!
This flower is poisonous.
Don't touch it.
Over here.
Water...
Chu Hun, since you know about this flower,
you should know of the antidote, right?
I have seen it once.
It's a kind of moss...
that grows in the dark of caverns.
It's orange in color.
Everything has its natural inhibitors.
Therefore, the antidote has to be in this cavern too.
Chu Hun.
I won't let you die here.
Wait for our return.
- Let's go. - All right.
Chief, look!
There's light coming from that cave.
Let's check it out.
Chief!
Run!
The egg is right there.
We won.
Let's go!
Save me!
That's the egg!
Save me!
Cut off my leg!
Run!
Jinggang.
Hurry, give me the egg.
Hold onto it.
Isn't that the orange moss on the headwear?
The antidote!
Let's split up. I'll distract it.
Let's go!
The poison is gone.
Let's move now. The Beast King is coming.
What are you doing, Yilong? The Beast King will be here anytime soon.
It's stuck there.
It could die. Wait for me.
Let me help you.
Bear with it, Beast King.
No, I have to help Yilong.
Exert force!
Chu Hun, give me the Beast King's egg.
I understand.
You are just trying to protect your own child.
I, Dong Yilong,
hereby pledge in the name of Qingyuan Clan.
After the contest,
regardless if we win or lose,
I will surely bring the egg back.
Please trust me.
Chu Hun.
It's all my fault.
Don't worry.
I'm tough.
I've been near death several times.
Aren't you a strong girl?
Why are you crying?
What's the matter?
I'm very happy as well.
The defeated clans!
So the three warriors of Qingyuan Clan have gotten into the finals.
Congratulations.
Unfortunately,
the title of Grand Field Marshal of Southern Zhao
is for only one person.
There are no rivals then.
Who are we competing against?
The ones beside you are your rivals.
Only the last survivor
among the three of you
can become the Grand Field Marshal of Southern Zhao.
We forfeit.
Chu Hun is the most skillful among the three of us.
We can nominate him.
That's right, neither of us can defeat Chu Hun.
I don't think you have the grasp of the situation.
I'm not here to inquire about your opinion.
I'm just telling you the rules.
Among the three of you, only the last survivor
can become the Grand Field Marshal of Southern Zhao.
I shall look forward to the result of the finals.
If it wasn't for you,
I would have ended up in Beast King Valley.
I would have been a dead person. I don't mind dying one more time.
But only one of us can survive
to reach the goal.
Actually...
You don't have to go for each other's throat.
I have seen you before.
You have been following us for a while.
Who are you?
I am an old friend of your father's.
Let me take you to a place
where all your puzzles will be solved.
Where?
Mystic Forest.
Move!
Chu Hun, stay alive!
You have to stay alive!
Chu Cheng.
Are you all right?
Yilong, my son.
You will have to assume the responsibility of restoring peace to the Central Plains.
What?
Your father was the former king of Northern Yan.
I have been watching you throughout the entire journey.
Just like your father,
you are born with compassion, and you care for the world.
You're eligible to inherit his legacy.
You got the wrong person.
I'm not from Northern Yan.
It is up to you whether to believe it or not.
But you bear the marks of Northern Yan and its people.
- Nonsense! - Smear your left arm with your blood.
It will prove
that my words are the truth.
Do you want me to do it?
Chu Hun, don't force him.
I have seen the totem of Northern Yan.
It was not like this.
The totem tattooed on the ordinary Northern Yan people
is the mark of the civilians.
They have that tattoo on their left arm
to showcase their loyalty to the nation.
The reason your totem appears to be gold
is because you have the royal blood of Northern Yan flowing in your veins.
It is the symbol of royalty.
You were born with it.
I will not have any connections with people from Northern Yan!
Chu Hun!
Don't go, Chu Hun!
Don't leave!
You can't go!
Chu Hun!
Didn't you want to prove yourself?
You already did!
Now, it's time for me to do what I should do.
Leave this place.
Stop being such a burden!
I always thought
that I would feel the happiest once I entered the contest.
But I was wrong.
Meeting you and Yilong
was my greatest pleasure.
In this era of warriors,
there will be someone
who will change the world
and rewrite history.
And that man
happens to be you.
If Grand Tutor Guan's scheme were to succeed,
a disaster would befall Southern Zhao.
What you can do
is to head back to Northern Yan quickly
and summon your father's old subordinates
to take back the throne.
Only then can you stop the war that is about to happen.
Tomorrow, Chu Hun and Jinggang
are going to fight to the death in the arena.
If I can't even protect my dearest ones and my homeland,
how will I be able
to restore world peace?
Why are you here?
I am here to say goodbye.
Since the day you bought me,
you have given me freedom.
But after I left the posthouse,
somehow,
I walked back to the slave shop
and crawled back into that cage again.
Do you know why?
It's because it wasn't the cage that trapped me in,
but my hatred.
I have been thinking.
If I don't ever let it go,
will this cage be with me all my life?
Actually, when Jinggang placed this in my hand,
she had given me an answer.
I want to live with dignity
just like everyone with freedom.
Take care.
Jinggang.
Jinggang!
Little girl.
Why are you crying?
Tell me.
Who bullied you?
It's all your fault!
Jinggang!
Let her go!
I need him alive.
Jinggang.
Don't be afraid.
It will be all right.
I...
I will save you.
Don't be afraid.
Chu Hun.
You are the cause of her death.
Chu Hun is the only one left. How do we proceed with the finals?
Who says they have to fight in the finals?
Under the charge of treachery, execute him in front of the young king.
Do as planned.
Start the riot.
So...
We can go home, then?
That's right.
Jinggang!
Yilong.
Grand Tutor Guan...
captured...
Chu Hun.
Save him.
Yilong.
I'm starving.
CHU
MS. JINGGANG
If you go like this,
you will just fall for Grand Tutor Guan's trick.
Tattooing the losers' faces is Grand Tutor Guan's plan
to disperse the Eight Clans of Southern Zhao.
When he achieves his goal in the finals,
Southern Zhao will be doomed.
All of this
has nothing to do with me anymore.
Just report this to His Majesty.
His Majesty will not trust me.
Only when you call upon the dismissed clans to join hands
will we be able to stop his scheme.
What about you?
They killed Jinggang.
I'm going to save Chu Hun now.
Grand Tutor, you said he is a traitor.
Do you have any proof?
Your Majesty, his name is Chu Hun.
He planned to assassinate Your Majesty during the finals.
The warriors of Tiger-Roar Clan found out about it.
He cruelly killed these three men.
Even death cannot atone for his offense.
Chu Hun!
Do you have any objections towards what Grand Tutor had said?
I implore Your Majesty
to summarily execute this traitor on the spot.
Whatever you say then.
Wait!
CHU
Dong Yilong from Qingyuan Clan has something important to report.
Let him through.
If I may be so bold
to ask for a reward from Your Majesty.
What do you want?
For years, my clan has been loyal to the royal court.
We didn't expect to have such a traitor among us.
Please grant me the chance to fight against this traitor
to kill him myself and restore our clan's reputation.
Your Majesty.
This man shows no respect to Your Majesty and is full of utter nonsense.
Guards, take him down.
Your Excellency,
I am now the only candidate who made it to the finals.
If I don't have to fight,
I will immediately become the Grand Field Marshal of Southern Zhao.
In terms of position,
Your Excellency and I are on the same footing.
How impetuous!
You designed this competition system.
You can't give yourself a slap in the face.
- Fight! - Fight!
- Approved!
Hold on, warriors!
Gentlemen.
His Majesty is in trouble.
Hurry back to the capital to protect His Majesty.
Protect His Majesty?
Look at that mark on your face.
A nation like this is not worth saving at all!
The real identity of Grand Tutor Guan
is a spy who is hiding in Southern Zhao.
The tattoo marked on our faces
is a part of his scheme to disperse the Eight Clans.
Let's go.
We're going home.
Go home?
The nation is about to fall.
Where will our homes be?
I am here to fight the way out with you.
You've come in vain then.
What about Jinggang? Did she die in vain?
We can't decide how we live,
but we can choose how to die.
I want to live with dignity
just like everyone with freedom.
Meeting you and Yilong
was my greatest pleasure.
From the moment the three of us
stood in the arena and were bound with iron chains,
our fates have been tied together.
That's right.
Let's stay alive together.
Start the riot.
Northern Yan warriors!
Attack!
Wait up!
Let's head back to Phoenix City!
Protect His Majesty.
Protect His Majesty and return to Lingyan Pavilion.
The exit has been sealed off.
Your Majesty, we can't get out.
I have spent more than a decade building Lingyan Pavilion
just for today.
Guan, you old bastard!
I, Wu Yang...
greet...
Your Highness.
No!
Bi Nu.
Why did you come back?
Actually, back in the forest...
I was hoping that you would ask me to stay.
You must...
stay alive.
Bi Nu.
Phosphorus oil.
- Save His Majesty! - Understood.
Save me!
Your Majesty, I'm coming!
Save me!
It's going to collapse.
Save me!
Wen Tianyu of Falcon Clan
is here to save Your Majesty!
The warriors of all clans
fought hard with high merits.
I grant you fiefs
with a tax exemption for ten years.
- Thank you, Your Majesty. - Thank you, Your Majesty.
Chu Hun of Qingyuan Clan.
In recognition of your valiance,
I bestow you the title the Grand Field Marshal of Southern Zhao.
Thank you, Your Majesty.
But I have a presumptuous request.
I hope Your Majesty will grant it.
Do tell.
Jinggang had utter devotion and loyalty.
Please honor her with a posthumous title
to console the spirits of the countless unsung heroes.
- Granted. - Thank you, Your Majesty.
Dong Yilong has good merits too.
Do you have any wishes?
I wish to visit Beast King Valley once again
to return the egg.
Granted.
Thank you, Your Majesty.
MS. JINGGANG
Are you going back to Qingyuan Village?
I'm heading to Northern Yan first.
See you again.
Let's not meet again.
If we do,
there will be a war between us.
At that time,
I will still be Dong Yilong.
And I...
will still be Chu Hun.