This is Dalong. Although we are far away from our hometown, where we are standing now is the territory of Dalong.
Although our family is not here now, one day, the dragon's flag will be planted here forever, and our descendants will forever live in this land where the blood of our ancestors was shed.
　　Although we will never see that day, our blood will not be shed in vain.
Even if it is thousands of miles away, wherever my dragon cavalry goes, it is the territory of the dragon.
Respect our ancestors and respect Zhang Shuai."
Zhang Kuang pursed his lips and looked at An Gou'er who was speaking righteously with red eyes. He slowly took off the wine bag from his waist and uncorked it. He took out a teacup from the bag, poured a glass of wine and held it up.
In his hand, he shouted loudly to the soldiers of the two armies behind him.
“Wherever the iron cavalry goes, it is the territory of the dragon.

Respecting my Dalongjiang Mountains for thousands of years, and the emperor of my dragon has a one -day kung fu, the five emperors, the five emperors.
 Respect the world and respect respectable people.”
 “Mighty!”
 “Mighty!”
 “Mighty!”
Chapter completed!