Nanjing, a city located on the edge of the Yangtze River, is like a fierce tiger coiling over the stone and wood beasts on the mainland, and suddenly let out a roar that shook the sky.

"Woo!!"

Just after midnight, the sound of the military horn that rushed to the sky sounded in the sky, dispelling the morning fog. The midsummer sun is already shining on the earth.

Since Zhu Yunwen ascended the throne, this is the second large-scale military parade in the Ming Dynasty.

Unlike the previous National Day military parade, the number of Ming athletes participating in the parade this time has been reduced, to less than 8,000 people, and only half of them are pure queues.

In its place were more murderous cavalry phalanxes and heavy and oppressive artillery arrays.

The commander-in-chief of this military parade will be Zhu Di, chief of the general staff, for this reason, in the two days before the parade, Zhu Di almost stayed on the tower of Chengtianmen and never went down, repeatedly calibrating the time for the passage of all sides.

Zhu Yunwen, the emperor, has already given instructions, and it is even so detailed that the point where the last artillery array passes through Chengtianmen must be stuck before noon for a specific minute!

Such a detailed request shows how much Zhu Yunwen attaches importance to this so-called 'labor parade'.

Yes, the name given by Zhu Yunwen himself, the festival set.

This time, because the scholar movement included all classes of society, it was a practical class that helped the Ming Dynasty to become rich and strong through boring labor, so the first day of the fifth month was called Labor Day by the emperor to commemorate the great victory of the working class.

The devil knows the evil taste in the emperor's heart.

Use the first day of the fifth month of our lunar calendar to replace the future May Day of the Western calendar, and in the future, this custom will be carried by the Ming fleet to all corners of the world!

What is good at the top will be very bad at the bottom.

The emperor attaches so much importance to it, where does Zhu Di dare to relax.

Fortunately, the soldiers in the Beijing camp have cultivated iron-like discipline in their daily hard training, and after a month of rehearsals and two days of school examinations, there were no problems, and they meticulously completed the queue in accordance with the schedule.

On the first day of the fifth month of the fourth year of Jianwen, the first moment of the first day of Chen.

With the sound of the military trumpet, Zhu Yunwen, Zhu Di, Yang Shiqi, Yu Xin and other top levels of the Ming Dynasty appeared on the tower of Chengtianmen, and at the same time there were also a number of clan princes in Beijing, Wuxun of the Five Military Mansions and hundreds of officials in the capital.

And Zhu Yunwen's appearance immediately caused thousands of people on the temporarily built viewing platform directly opposite Chengtianmen to cheer collectively, singing long live the emperor.

These were more than 3,000 representatives of the Scholars' Movement in Nanjing, and all of them were invited to participate in the parade this time.

Zhu Yunwen first turned his head and glanced at Qi Tai and Huang Zicheng standing in the corner, sighed silently in his heart, and stopped speaking with a cold face.

Fang Xiaoru has old friends with these two people, although the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty only know the real inside story of Fang Xiaoru's case, Yang Shiqi is the only one, but the emperor's sudden killing will inevitably make people panic, and he is no longer as close and casual as the emperor two years ago.

When everyone stood up, Zhu Di shouted and gave the order for the parade to begin.

A cannon sounded, and the columns began.

At the forefront of the march is still from the Beijing camp strictly selected from the same height, the same body type, the specifications are modeled after the later generations of honor guard of the Ming elite, this group of handsome, similar age young people carrying the Ming national flag, the military flag against the scorching sun, facing countless fiery eyes, take uniform steps, step out like a drum like the roar of the mountains and seas.

Infantry phalanx, cavalry phalanx, artillery carriage phalanx.

Familiar footsteps, familiar footsteps, familiar thousands of people as one, familiar iron horse glacier, familiar cannon muzzle.

This is the second time Zhu Yunwen has seen the familiar column in his memory, but it is the first time that thousands of people have watched the ceremony.

They were terrified, but after the shock, their chests were filled with countless pride and blood.

This is the army of the Ming Dynasty, the army of their Han people!

When each team passed through the Chengtian Gate, they would shout the slogan "Long live the Ming Dynasty, long live our emperor", and when this happened twice in a row, even louder cheers rang out from the viewing platform, and even overshadowed these athletes for a time.

The three thousand scholars and the people were roaring, excited over and over again.

The eyes on the Chengtian Gate were involuntarily aimed at Zhu Yunwen in the center at this moment.

Their expressions are fanatical, fearful, and complex.

And just after the last artillery carriage phalanx passed by Chengtianmen, Zhu Yunwen took three steps forward and went straight to the back of the wall, and his move, as if it had magic power, made the originally hot and noisy world suddenly quiet.

Zhu Yunwen first looked up at the sky, then turned to the 3,000 people on the viewing platform, and watched for a few minutes before starting his famous "Renwu Declaration." ”

"On the fourth day of the first month of the first year of Hongwu, Emperor Taizu Gao ascended the throne in this Jinling City, and the country was changed to the name of the country: Daming!

Since then, Taizu has raised troops to the north, restored the country after the country, mixed up the day, and cleared the emperor. Forced landing in Nakchu, capturing the son of Timur, the son of Timur, and so far, the sea is clear and the river is Yan, and the world is peaceful!

Today, the fourth year of Jianwen, we held a military parade here. It is because in this year, I, Emperor Jianwen Yunwen, did not lose the face of Emperor Taizu Gao, and the two departments of the grassland and Tatar, intimidated by the power of my Ming Dynasty, prostrate in the south, and surrendered! At this point, the dust of the desert is clear, and all four are eliminated!

I am the emperor of the Ming Dynasty and the father of the people of the world. Therefore, I always remind myself that since I am sitting on this supreme dragon chair, I must take on the responsibility of this world.

If the people have no food for a day, and the frontier is uneven for a day, then they are all wrong.

How can he be virtuous, looking up to Taizu as the blessing of heaven, relying on the assistance of his subjects with the same heart, he can set the wilderness in the south and swallow the desert court in the north.

Is this the credit of my own people?

For this reason, the world has been arguing and arguing for months.

Today, I would like to take this opportunity to say a few words.

I have today's great world and great martial arts, because the heroic spirit of Emperor Taizu Gao blessed my Ming generals in the sky, and because of your silent cultivation and armor behind the support, so that Daming has today.

The power of my Ming Dynasty will also be more prosperous because of the blessing of Taizu and your existence.

And at this time, there is a small group of people who have jumped out, shouting, arrogant, and shamelessly depriving you of your merits, claiming that this merit and achievement belong to the saints who have been dead for thousands of years, and to the lines of words that have long been yellowed and muddy by the erosion of time.

They talk about the importance of etiquette, the importance of virtue, how beautiful it is to govern the country with humility and benevolence, and outline a so-called beautiful world that simply cannot exist!

They shamelessly steal the merits of every Ming person, shamelessly say what they think is the orthodox concept of governance, shamelessly believe that only relying on a few ancient classics that are destined to fail to keep up with the times, they can make the people of the world eat enough and make our enemies surrender!

I ask you today to forget this nonsense! I command you today, listen carefully to every word I have to say!

If we want to protect our country and our nation, we should rely on long knives, cannons, and flesh and blood! It's not the so-called convincing people with virtue, and it will never be two empty words.

Our ancestors have suffered a lot of calamities, and if we want to take revenge on this blood feud, we need to rely on every Han and every Ming person to pick up a knife and shed blood to exchange this breath back!

We once had a brilliant civilization, but in the end, our brilliant civilization died under the iron hooves and sabers of aliens!

We once sank in Shenzhou for a hundred years!

We yearn for peace, for exchanges and cultures with our friends and Binyi. However, we should not be delusional that our peace can be exchanged for sincere friendship, history and the blood of our ancestors have reminded us that the only thing we can rely on for true peace and freedom is war!

Only with our lives, our blood, and our swords can we exchange for the peace and freedom we really want, and the only thing that can bring us is the destruction of the country!

Today's Ming Dynasty belongs to every athlete who fought bloodily, to every people who work hard for the Ming Dynasty, to every craftsman who works day and night, strives for perfection in manufacturing armor and swords, and belongs to every Ming person who works silently and dedicates his strength!

Our Ming Dynasty, there are 60 million people, even if each one of them only contributes a small strength, gathered together, it is our great country!

Daming, there will only be one goal, that is, to protect every one of my Ming people, but also to unite everyone, for the prosperity of the country, the prestige of the four seas and never stop moving forward, forward and forward!

There is only one emperor in the Ming Dynasty, and there can only be one emperor, and that is me, Zhu Yunwen!

I am willing to dedicate my life to my Daming, I promise you that I will use my life's energy and hard work to bring Daming, with every Daming people towards this goal to work hard, work hard and work hard, I will always make great strides, and will never stop even a moment of slackness until the moment when I can no longer move forward!

Long live the people of the Ming Dynasty and the Ming Empire! ”

"Long live our emperor! Banzai! Hooray! ”

As Zhu Yunwen's words fell, the entire imperial city was boiling again.

On the viewing platform and Chengtian Gate, everyone was so excited by Zhu Yunwen's impassioned speech that they fell into madness.

They knelt down, but they held their heads high, clenched their fists, and looked at Zhu Yunwen feverishly and hysterically.

Those friends of Fang Xiaoru before his death were all pale and trembling, erasing all the disrespectful slander in this deafening cheer.

Zhu Yunwen has already stepped onto the altar of the Ming Dynasty.

Sitting on top of the sky, overlooking all living beings.

Da Ming, there can only be one goal.

There can only be one king in the Ming Dynasty!