Today, I received an urgent report from the East Indies. Zhu Jun made the royal road that was still a little noisy at the beginning gradually quieted down, Zhu Jun didn't expect the effect to be so good, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and then shouted solemnly: "Nine days ago, an Indian barbarian crossed the territory of the Ming Dynasty and surrounded the city of the Ming Dynasty, and 30,000 of my Ming subjects have been trapped so far. ”

"Do you remember? When Di Yi entered the customs, the iron horse flowed thousands of miles of blood, the north of the river fell, the south of the Yangtze River still sang and danced, the national disaster was at the head, and the warblers on the banks of the Qinhuai River sang and danced? Where are those celebrity businessmen who bought money and laughed back then? Where are the literati who laughed and talked about Fengyue now? ”

Zhu Jun did not give an answer, the answer was in everyone's hearts, the Manchurians continued to go south, Jiading three massacres, Yangzhou ten days, the extravagant land in the south of the Yangtze River was thousands of miles away, and the blood flowed for thousands of miles.

"My subjects are not only my children, but also the people of the Ming Dynasty, whether they are from the south of the Yangtze River or the north of the Yangtze River, whether they are rich or poor, rich or low, they are all brothers and sisters, and they are dependent on each other, coexisting and co-prospering."

"We are here today to show off our might, but unexpectedly, our brothers and sisters who are thousands of miles away have suffered this catastrophe, and I have raised soldiers for ten years, can we use it?" Zhu Jun pursed his lips here, and looked at nearly 10,000 soldiers for answers.

"Available." The sound of the mountain and the tsunami responded, and nearly 10,000 soldiers shouted with their chests up, and even the other soldiers who maintained law and order also replied, and the people who were far away did not know what was happening, but it was quiet here, and they also stopped making noise, and suddenly there was a burst of heavy rain and shouting, and many people couldn't help but stretch their necks to look at the dark shadow on the royal road.

"Okay." Zhu Jun's voice was already a little hoarse, and in the period when there was no microphone, the leader's speech was indeed an extremely uncomfortable thing: "Continue to review, after the ceremony, everyone will go to the front line, conquer India, and pay the blood debt." ”

"Hooray." The soldiers roared reflexively.

"Forward, everything is for your brothers and sisters, one is for your parents, and everything is for the Ming Dynasty to be forever."

"All for the emperor; Under. ”

Zhu Jun had already gotten into the carriage. The coachman drove his horse and turned around. Drive in the direction of Miyagi.

He didn't expect it. In the Ming Dynasty and later dynasties. The last two sentences: 'Forward.' All for your brothers and sisters. All for the sake of your fathers and mothers. All for the sake of the Ming Dynasty forever. ''All for His Majesty the Emperor. Dialogue has become the norm in military parades. The reason why the troops under review were pulled to the front line was also considered by Zhu Jun. The current situation is. The army of the South Seas is leaderless due to the dragons. In addition, without his order, he could only stare there. Now there is no communication equipment such as telephones. To mobilize reinforcements. It is necessary to let Zhang Youde, the governor of Haidu, or himself immediately issue an order to arrive in Haidu. Dispatch again. That being the case. It's better to directly rub the troops under review. Rush to Haidu as fast as possible. Immediately merged with the Haidu Legion. With the help of the Nanyang Naval Division, we marched towards India.

Zhu Jun's face was calm. but his heart was full of anger. He doesn't bully the Indians. Now it's being bullied. If you can't wipe out all these nobles who started the war in one fell swoop. Not only is it difficult to get rid of the hatred in his heart. I am afraid that it will be difficult to appease the anger of tens of millions of soldiers and civilians.

The carriage entered Miyagi through the Xuanwu Gate Underground Gate Cave. Immediately, Zhu Jun ascended the city tower under the crowd of officials. The celebrant has made the decree. He opened his throat and shouted, "Fengtian carries the emperor." The edict said: Shun Tian Hao's life. Raise the prestige of our army. Chin this. ”

"Raise my might."

"Raise my might."

……

Voices were transmitted from the square to the Imperial Road, and in this era when there was no communication, this method of word-of-mouth communication was backward, but it was also effective.

Li Dingguo, chief of the general staff, who was standing on the school platform, was dressed in armor, and the small flag in his hand pointed in the direction of the imperial city: "Forward." ”

"Forward." The next one to roar was Wang Qiu, the governor of the Guards Legion in the first phalanx, Wang Qiu put his long sword back into the leather sheath, held down the hilt, and first began to slowly step in the direction of the imperial city, followed by three officers holding the flag and protecting the flag, and then the soldiers of the Guards lined up in a neat phalanx, like a dull machine, with the sound of uniform footsteps as the military boots rattled on the stone bricks.

It was followed by the Suzhou Naval Division, the Haidu Regiment, the Haidu Regiment, the Nanyang Naval Division, the Beiyang Naval Division, and the Oriental Naval Division.

The people along the road carefully rubbed their eyes, the scene in front of them was really incredible, walking in front of them, as if it was not a person, but a wooden man in a military uniform, lifting his feet, starting, and then the military boots slammed on the ground, everything acted in unison, no one had more points, and no one had less points.

Click... Click... Click......

That's right, it's a wooden man, with the sound of military boots on the ground again and again, many people say this in their hearts, although they know that what they are in front of them is a living flesh and blood person, and it is the most loyal defense of the Ming Dynasty

Based on experience, they can only draw this conclusion.

"Long live my emperor, the Ming army is mighty." After a brief silence, someone was already waving his fist.

What kind of army can be invincible? What kind of army can be invincible? There are many conclusions about this, some people think that the most powerful firearms, some people think that they are the strictest military discipline, and some people think that they are sufficient supplies, but I don't need to explain too much, I am afraid that everyone understands that the strictest military discipline is the soul of an army, and an army with a soul can always create one miracle after another.

"Hooray." The people became hot, like a wave, and the lungs in their hearts resounded through the sky.

The Guards Corps led by the Guards has passed the square, and the envoys of the vassal kingdom under the moat pergola immediately picked up the monoculars issued by the Ming Dynasty with great interest to watch, at first it was just a performance, and the envoys were very cold to the emperor who ate people and did not spit out bones on the city tower, and became a way to make the bitter brothers pay tribute and give gifts, in their opinion, the so-called military parade was just an excuse for the Ming Dynasty to collect their tribute, but when their eyes saw through the telescope a very neat column of teams walking like a dull bell, I couldn't help but marvel too, no, not amazement, but breathtaking.

"The king is mighty." An envoy put down the monoculars, wiped his dry eyes, and couldn't help sighing, feeling a little jealous in his heart, but also sincerely admired, when the Ming army swept through the South Seas, the recovery of Jiangnan was not just luck, such a military might, even if Annan wanted to learn, it was just a matter of Dongshi's imitation.

Many envoys have mixed feelings in their hearts, his, which is the army, is simply a group of beasts, or a group of murderous and uniform beasts, but this is good, some envoys have found benefits again, and finally found a little comfort for themselves, although the Ming Dynasty often exploits us poor brothers, but people are also kind, at least as long as they are honest and vassal are safe and secure, what is the monarch of a country most afraid of? The most feared thing is not that the people can't be healthy, let alone the peace of the country and the people, but that the throne will be stable for thousands of years, after all, no matter how rich the country is, he is still a king, no matter how poor the country is, he is also a wine pond meat forest, and the beauty is like a cloud, so in their opinion, as long as they are more respectful to the Ming Dynasty and serve the Ming Emperor cooler, it is equivalent to having a strong support, and they don't have to be afraid of the invasion of neighboring countries, let alone the riots of their own country.

Zhu Jun stood on the tower of the city, looked at it from a distance with a monocular, and slowly put down his hand, he had seen this kind of scene more than once in his previous life, and the phalanx in front of him was worse than the military parade in later generations, but after all, this was the Ming Dynasty, and it was beyond his imagination to have such an effect.

"Mu Aiqing, you go and buy a vehicle quickly, let people: good food, when the parade is over, immediately let the soldiers eat first, and then set off quickly.

Zhu Jun said inadvertently to Mu Tianbo, and then looked at the square below the city tower with a comfortable look.

Click... Click... Click...... The phalanx gradually came to the end of the square, and continued to move forward towards the royal road in front, cheering like a tide one after another, for them, the Ming army in front of them is simply the perfect incarnation, tailoring and fitting military uniforms, high crowns, tall posture, a board and a glance of action, coupled with the collective uniformity, many people have a trace of worship in their hearts, a trace of longing.

And this adoring gaze aroused the pride of the soldiers, as they had learned in the night school, the most precious thing is life, human life is only once, human life should be spent in this way, when he looks back, he will not regret that he wasted his time, nor will he be ashamed of doing nothing, and when he is dying, he can say: 'My whole life and all my energy have been dedicated to the greatest and most beautiful cause in the world - to fight for the strength and prosperity of the Ming Dynasty.'

The parade gradually came to an end, and ended with the celebrant unfurling another decree and shouting the salute.

The unfinished sound of "Hooray ......" is rendered in the sky.

At this time, Zhu Jun had quietly disappeared on the city tower, and after a while, the celebrant received a holy decree that the original plan to sacrifice the temple would be postponed, on the grounds that the war had started, and before the defeat of the barbarians, the emperor had no face to see the ancestors and ancestors, and on the day of the triumph of the king, the sacrifice ceremony would be carried out.

The celebrant unfolded the holy decree and read out this decree aloud, the people didn't have anything, they were digesting the shock caused by the military parade, and the envoys of the various vassal states under the moat looked at each other, with a wry smile on their faces, the two tributes of the sacrificial ceremony and the military parade ceremony have been sent to the Ming treasury, and now it is suddenly postponed, so when the real sacrifice to the Taimiao Temple is not to send another tribute? Convenient for next visit