Sky Curtain: The opening scene explains the four major cases of the Ming Dynasty plus the early Ming

Zhu Yuanzhang's roar expressed the sentiments of all the emperors and ministers of the Ming Dynasty.

Li Jinglong!

That man, who was later recognized as the "God of War of the Ming Dynasty" and the "Number One Hero of the Yan Army"!

How did he end up here? And why is he a bodyguard for a descendant of the Zhu family?

Could this canopy possibly bring the dead back to life and allow people to travel through time?

Just as everyone was engulfed in chaos and shock, Judy Jun's voice rang out calmly from the sky, revealing the answer to everyone.

"I know what everyone is thinking."

Zhu Dijun looked at the camera with a playful smile on his lips.

"That's right, his appearance is indeed very similar to that of Li Jinglong, the Duke of Cao, as recorded in historical records."

"Because he is a descendant of Li Jinglong."

"My brother, Li Jiujiang. Colonel of the Snow Wolf Special Operations Brigade of the Western Theater Command of the Chinese People's Liberation Army. He has been stationed on the border of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau for many years and has been awarded the First-Class Merit Citation many times. In the 'Border Friendship Unrestricted Fighting Exchange Competition' held with India, he has maintained a brilliant record of never losing a single individual match."

Li Jinglong's descendants!

Colonel!

Special forces!

No-holds-barred fighting tournament champion!

This series of titles completely stunned everyone across all timelines!

Inside the Hongwu Hall, Li Wenzhong, who had just gotten up from the ground, burst into tears upon hearing these words!

He was so excited that he trembled all over, pointed at the sky, and kowtowed repeatedly to Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, did you hear that?!"

"My descendants of the Li family! My descendants of the Li family have made something of themselves!"

"He didn't disgrace the Li family! He didn't disgrace you! He was a good soldier who protected our country!"

Li Wenzhong, who spent his life in the military, did not care how high an official position or how much wealth his descendants held.

All he cared about was whether the blood of the Li family still carried the spirit of loyalty and courage!

And this young man named Li Jiujiang undoubtedly gave him the most perfect answer!

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Li Wenzhong, who was so excited he was incoherent, and then at Li Jiujiang, whose imposing presence was like an abyss, on the sky. The shock on his face slowly faded, replaced by a complex and gratified expression.

"Okay! Okay!"

He nodded.

"A descendant of a military family is still a military family! This is the true bloodline of Li Wenzhong!"

Yongle period

Zhu Di's expression was extremely strange.

Looking at Li Jiujiang's face, which was exactly the same as Li Jinglong's, and then thinking about his "undefeated" record, a strong sense of absurdity welled up in his heart.

"Damn it... what goes around comes around."

He muttered to himself.

Back then, Li Jinglong was his defeated opponent and the "best stepping stone" on his road to success.

Today, Li Jinglong's descendants have become the most reliable guardians of his Zhu family descendants.

This cycle of cause and effect is truly wondrous.

At this moment, at the Western Qing Tombs.

Wu Jieke, Chang Dawei, and the others were also intimidated by Li Jiujiang's identity and aura, and for a moment they forgot to shout.

But soon, the anger of being humiliated overwhelmed the fear.

"So what if Li Jinglong's descendants are like this? What can a good-for-nothing's descendant do to cause trouble?!" Wu Jieke roared, his voice trembling with fear.

"Brothers! Don't let him scare you! There are only two of them!"

"For our ancestors! Charge!"

Chang Dawei raised his arm and shouted, and hundreds of "Eight Banner Warriors" were like they had been injected with chicken blood. They brandished their long sticks, roared, crossed the cordon, and rushed madly towards Zhu Dijun and the archaeological team!

A modern-day melee erupted instantly!

However, they were not facing unarmed archaeological experts.

"Guards! Form ranks!"

Li Jiujiang's cold voice rang out.

In an instant, nearly a hundred burly men, also dressed in black combat uniforms but with a layer of shiny black armor over them, rushed out from behind the archaeological team!

The armor's design... was clearly that of chainmail and tunic armor in the style of the Ming Dynasty!

In their hands, they also carried long batons, but these were specially made riot batons covered with thick rubber!

"Mingjia! It's Mingjia!"

"Holy crap! What am I seeing? A modern-day Ming army versus the Eight Banners?!"

"This is so exciting! It's more exciting than any movie!"

The live stream chat instantly went wild!

Under the sky, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di during the Hongwu era were even more thrilled!

"Good! Good formation!"

Xu Da slapped his thigh,

"Who invented this military formation! The front ranks defend, while the flanks launch attacks! Highly trained!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The two groups of people collided violently!

The dull thuds, roars, and screams echoed throughout the imperial mausoleum!

Those seemingly fierce "Eight Banner Warriors" were no match for these professional guards in full armor, who were like chickens and dogs!

The guards' actions were simple, efficient, and ruthless!

There are no fancy moves, only the most standard blocking, thrusting, and sweeping!

Each strike is precisely aimed at the opponent's joints, wrists, and other most vulnerable spots, the places that can most easily render them unable to fight!

In a single encounter, the dozens of mites at the forefront were utterly routed, crying out for their parents and fleeing in disarray.

"Damn it! That was such a stupid fight!"

Emperor Taizong of Tang frowned as he watched. "Completely chaotic! Relying solely on brute force! Have people of later generations forgotten how to fight?"

"Your Majesty is mistaken," Li Jing said, stroking his beard. "Look at those black-armored soldiers. Their coordination is impeccable, their moves are concise, and every strike is deadly. This is the true art of battlefield combat! As for those flowery-clad soldiers, they are nothing but a rabble."

Just as the ancient emperors and generals were making their comments, Li Jiujiang made a move.

He charged into the battle like a cheetah, making no sound.

He was not carrying any weapons.

His hands are the most terrifying weapons!

A mite-like creature swung a long stick and smashed it down on his head!

Li Jiujiang neither dodged nor evaded; his left hand shot out with lightning speed, precisely grabbing the staff and pulling it backward!

The opponent lost his balance and staggered forward.

Li Jiujiang thrust his right elbow forward in a smooth motion!

"Snap!"

A crisp cracking sound!

The man's nose was snapped off by an elbow strike! Blood gushed out, and he collapsed with a scream.

The whole process was incredibly smooth and fast!

He was like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep, leaving chaos and destruction in his wake!

Eye gouging, throat locking, arm severing, knee crushing!

Every move is the most ferocious and deadly killing technique in "unrestricted combat"!

Wu Jieke was terrified; he never expected the other party to be so ruthless!

He turned to run, but found that Li Jiujiang's cold gaze had already locked onto him.

"It's over!"

Only those two words remained in Wu Jieke's mind.

What seemed like an evenly matched brawl involving a hundred people turned into a one-sided massacre after Li Jiujiang left the scene!