A few days passed quickly, and finally the final stage of the all-army contest was reached. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In addition to the leaders of the various guards, who had been to the palace, the final winners who were selected through the competition of the various guards were full of curiosity about the palace.

Pang Bo and the others cautiously followed the corridor towards the small square in front of the Fengtian Temple.

"Fengtian Temple, this is Fengtian Temple!" The elite soldiers of the various guards all looked at the palace in front of them with amazement and reverence.

What appears in front of everyone's eyes is a continuous palace, among which the palace with the plaque of 'Fengtian Palace' in the center is the most tall and magnificent, in addition, in the corridor around the Fengtian Palace, there are many pillars that directly connect to the outer eaves of the palace, and there are exquisite carvings on the pillars, which look very beautiful.

"This Fengtian Temple is really majestic!"

Outside the entire Fengtian Palace, there were many burly soldiers in armor and long knives at the waist and hips guarding, and each soldier looked quite evil, looking very difficult to mess with.

"This is not just majestic, I heard the adults say that these soldiers who are responsible for the protection of the Fengtian Temple are all martial artists in the late stage of Ming Jin, and they can enter the level of dark energy at any time."

Pang Bo knew a little about the palace, he looked at the palace in the distance, and said: "As far as I know, in addition to these soldiers outside, there are several Huasheng masters protecting Wansui Ye at any time, and ordinary Huajin masters are not close to Wansui Ye's body at all!" ”

"Isn't it, are those people really that powerful?

"Come to think of it, long live the Lord is so expensive, dare to enter the palace to assassinate His Majesty, naturally it is impossible to redeem a hundred deaths!"

Everyone present listened to Pang Bo's words, and some were only amazed.

After all, this represents the core of the Ming Dynasty, and it is also the realm where the most honorable master of the Ming Dynasty lives, and the safety of the Lord is the top priority.

……

In the wide square in front of the Fengtian Temple, there are ten huge rings, which are divided into four small rings, which means that four groups of duels can be played at the same time in one ring.

At the front of these ten rings, that is, in front of the Fengtian Temple, a viewing platform has already been set up.

There is only one seat on this viewing platform, and the seat is a dragon chair, which is naturally Zhu Di's seat!

In front of this dragon chair, there is also a long table, on which are placed melon and fruit snacks, fine wine and tea, and pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

On both sides of the viewing platform, there are small seats with water, and similarly, there are tables in front of the small seats, and in front of each table are melon and fruit snacks and fragrant tea and wine.

Da-da-da-da!

At this time, neat footsteps sounded in the square.

As they followed, they saw a group of soldiers in armor coming from the rear of the palace.

Surrounded by these soldiers in the middle is the dragon chariot carried by more than a dozen wrestlers, and the dragon chariot sitting on the dragon chariot is naturally long live the lord, Zhu Di!

Around the dragon chariot, Zhu Hu, Zhu Zhen, Zhu Song...... and other princes, all dressed in princely clothes, in order of royal brothers, following on the left side of the dragon chariot; The people on the right are Ji Gang, Xie Jin, Yao Guangxiao and other civil and military ministers.

These civil and military ministers were also dressed in official uniforms, just like a grand court meeting, with serious expressions on their faces.

They were also guarded by soldiers, but they were all dressed in grotesque black straitjackets, black cap-like hats, and carrying firearms on their backs.

These people carrying firearms are soldiers of the firearms battalion, and the clothes and hats they wear are also adapted by Zhu Song from the military uniforms of his previous life, so they look very weird.

"Knock on my emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

When Zhu Di led a group of officials to the viewing platform and took a seat, the people in the small square saluted together.

This time it was not just about bowing, just like the great court meeting held in the Fengtian Temple on weekdays, all the soldiers and officials knelt and bowed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, be even!" Zhu Di, who was sitting on the dragon chair, flicked his sleeves and said in a loud voice.

"Long live thanks!" Hundreds of people roared in unison, and the sound shook for nine days, and the momentum was quite strong.

"Today, I am very happy, since the establishment of our Ming Dynasty, there has never been such a grand event!"

Zhu Song's eyes were shining and he looked at the excited soldiers below, and said:

"Today, no matter whether you can achieve the final victory in the competition, you will be the hero of my Ming Dynasty, and I will give you the title of 'Blade in the Army'!"

"The sharp blade in the army, the blade of the sword, invincible!" Zhu Song didn't know where to take out a metal horn and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Zhu Song's words seemed to resonate, and the soldiers of the guards were stunned for a moment, and then they became excited one by one, raising their hands and echoing them.

"The sharp blade in the army, the blade of the sword, invincible!"

The roar of the mountains and the tsunami, resounding through the large square in front of the Fengtian Palace, seemed to spread to the entire palace.

The soldiers in charge of guarding the other palaces didn't know what was going on when they heard this voice, but they felt a stream of blood rushing through their bodies.

It is precisely because of this incident that the title of "Sharp Blade in the Army" has become a Japanese sword. The supreme glory in the post-Ming army.

……

In the final all-army competition, the choice is still a ring battle.

A total of 200 elites of each guard were completely dispersed, and then random lots were drawn from a small box, different from the previous ring battles, this ring battle was one against two, three against four...... And so on.

Sitting on the dragon chair, Zhu Di pressed his hand down, making the cheers of the soldiers fall silent.

"I will personally give the top ten generals a set of brocade clothes, a divine soldier, and a gold medal for the word "war". Looking at the soldiers, Zhu Di said loudly: "Now, I announce the start of the competition!" ”

"Yes!"

There were four officials in charge of refereeing on each side of the ring, and they immediately began to name the soldiers of each number to come to the stage to compete:

"No. 1 Sun Han and No. 2 Zhang Kang, go to No. 1 and No. 1 to compete in the No. 1 field!"

"No. 9 Wang Xifang, No. 10 Liu Kan, go to No. 2 and No. 1 field for a competition!"

……

All the soldiers under the ring pricked up their ears one by one, waiting for the roll call of the referee on the stage.

"Hahaha, Brother Song, when you gave me that list yesterday, I still couldn't believe it, I didn't believe that there were so many masters in our Ming Dynasty army."

Looking at the competition in full swing in those rings, Zhu Di's face was full of smiles: "When I saw it today, I knew that our Ming army was really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!" ”

Zhu Song, who was closest to the viewing platform, nodded and said, "That's, how many people are there in our Ming Dynasty?" The soldiers in these armies are all willing to serve our Ming Dynasty, the imperial court, and the four emperor brothers, as long as they are given enough platforms, they will naturally be able to shine like gold! (To be continued.) )