"Below are the Royal Guards, the most loyal guards of His Majesty's side, the pillars of the Empire. Look, at the front are the golden guards wearing golden armor, each of whom is a master of the pranayama realm, and the silver guards and bronze guards are followed behind. They have to undergo rigorous training every day and strive to improve their strength just to protect our great and beloved Emperor!"

The narrator at the scene was foaming at the mouth of the troops who appeared one by one, and the excitement was transmitted to every corner of the empire through TV signals.

People cheered, forgetting the misfortunes of life, and their blood seemed to be burning, wanting to do something for the empire. But they forget that the pillar of this country is not the emperor or these guards, but every people who creates wealth with their hands and labor.

They have also forgotten what kind of forces oppress them, control them, brainwash them, extract every penny from them, squeeze their blood and sweat, and force them to shout long live and worship every day.

They forgot that the blood flowing at the front, the money spent, was all taken from their pockets, not from the emperor's treasury.

It's just that they were infected by the huge ceremony, by the mighty army, by the jubilant atmosphere of the whole country, forgetting everything and becoming a rabble.

Maybe after calming down, they will feel that the emotions at the moment are too pathetic and pitiful, but what is the use of that?

On the rostrum, Huang Enhao looked at the flow chart at hand and said strangely: "Shouldn't the royal guards wait for the meeting to play?"

An Mou on the side bent down and said with a little difficulty: "Nangong Jian changed the process, saying that when the third prince confers the title, he should let the fleet brought back from the front line be reviewed, and the effect will be better." He said it wasn't a big change, and he didn't ask for advice in advance. ”

"Well, it doesn't matter. Huang Eun-ho accepted this explanation. It's a harmless change indeed, and you don't need to pay too much attention to it.

Then two more units were reviewed, and then came the most exciting moment.

The thirteen soldiers who were about to be promoted to military ranks and medals appeared under the rostrum, ushering in a burst of enthusiastic cheers.

The narrator said in an enthusiastic voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, what appears at the bottom of the rostrum are the six meritorious officers who are about to be promoted to generals this time, and there are also seven warriors who have won the Imperial Medal of Honor, let us congratulate them with warm applause, they are the pride of the empire, they are the glory of the soldiers, they have won the war, and they will lead us to conquer the sea of stars!"

The territory of the empire is incomparably vast, and in the vast sea of stars, applause rang out along the way of signal transmission.

Huang Eun-ho smiled and got up, waving his hand to question the officers and soldiers below.

Everyone was a little nervous, especially Huang Mingjie, his body trembled slightly, and his face turned pale. After all, he is only a teenager under the age of fourteen, and he is about to make the most important decision in his life, no matter how dangerous the environment in which he grew up, no matter how harsh the education he received, at such a time, he will inevitably be nervous.

But this appearance fell in the eyes of everyone, but they thought that Huang Mingjie was excited.

Yes, how can you not be thrilled by such glory. In particular, it represents the royal family to accept this honor, which is of great significance.

The audience looked at the TV screen and immersed themselves sincerely. Although they are hungry, although they are poorly clothed, they fantasize about becoming princes, fantasizing that they are standing under the attention of all people, fantasizing about fine clothes and food, fantasizing about a great future, as if in this way they can get rid of the difficult reality and move towards the glory of life.

Isn't it sad? No, if you are deprived of your fantasies, then that is the truly tragic life.

The military parade was still going on in an orderly manner, and the old eunuch An Mou, on behalf of the emperor, delivered an enthusiastic speech, describing the achievements of the generals and the heroic performance of the warriors, and thus proving that the imperial army will sweep across the universe, will clean up the recalcitrant earthlings, unify human civilization, and move towards great prosperity.

The emperor was pleased with this speech and applauded several times at key points.

People's emotions fluctuated with the applause of the emperor, especially when the emperor Mingjie's great exploits of victory in a hundred battles were introduced, the audience cheered and thundered, and thunderous cheers sounded one after another in all corners of the empire.

After the speech, it was finally the most exciting moment, and the award ceremony began.

On one side was the passionate military music, the parade procession entered and left one after another, and on the other side was the solemn award ceremony.

The audience stood up, applauded, and in the applause, one by one, warriors and generals came to the stage to accept their ranks and medals.

At this time, the narrator said excitedly: "The fleet led by General Meng Chong is entering the field below, and they are Brigadier General Mingjie who has just joined the emperor...... Oh no, it's Rear Admiral Huang Mingjie soon, returning triumphantly from the front, and now Huang Mingjie is about to accept the rank of Imperial Major General, and the fleet he leads is flying over us. The spirit of the empire is burning......"

The narrator was full of emotion, and even chanted poetry, impassionedly, and his voice was subdued and frustrated, like the hissing of a petrel before a storm.

The fleet slowly passed over the parade ground, and their altitude was so low that people could clearly see the numbers on the ships, the glittering naval guns, the starry cannons stretching out, and the muzzles of the black holes.

While everyone was cheering, Huang Mingjie finally walked up the steps and walked to the emperor's side.

The fourteen-year-old child was trembling, and his pale face had turned red from excessive tension.

The emperor looked at his youngest son, his face was loving, and he said with a lovely smile: "Congratulations, my dear son. From now on, you are the general of the Empire. As he spoke, he put the epaulettes representing the major general on Huang Mingjie's shoulders.

Huang Mingyu didn't come, Huang Ensu was in charge of the guard, An Mou stood in the distance, the closest to the emperor at this moment was Huang Mingjie, and there were no guards within three meters of the two.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and according to the plan, Huang Mingjie should have launched.

But his trembling hands had nowhere to put it, his frightened heart was panicked, his frightened body was numb, where could he still have the courage to make a move!

The emperor asked strangely, "What's wrong with you?"

"I ...... I'm so excited......" Huang Mingjie stammered.

When the emperor was about to ask again, an incident occurred.

A terrifying loud bang swept through the sky, roaring and firelight poured down, and before everyone was caught off guard, a storm came!

The parade ground, the Great Ri Jinding City, and even the entire empire fell into great chaos in an instant.