"The Headmaster has arrived!"

In the teaching field, it immediately fell silent, and everyone raised their heads and stood up straight.

Under the hug of the front and back, Zhao Hong came from a distance, and only dismounted when he got under the high platform, walked non-stop, and went up to the high platform.

The eyes of all the students looked at the high platform together.

Everyone in the students present knew that the principal was a poet, and his articles were the best in the world, and now he was riding on a horse, and he was also in good shape and heroic.

"Stand upright! At ease! ”

Tian Yi, the chief instructor of firearms, faced the trainees, shouted loudly, and then turned around and stood solemnly.

"Report to the principal, the 600 graduating students in the first phase of the martial arts hall, and the 576 students in the school are all here, please give the principal a lecture!"

"Homecoming!"

Zhao Hong nodded slightly.

"Yes, Headmaster!"

Tian Yi turned around on the spot and returned to his place.

Wei Liaoweng took a few steps forward, faced the students in the audience, and spoke loudly about the opening speech.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the graduation ceremony of the first batch of 600 graduates of Jinling Jiangwutang, on behalf of the president, on behalf of Jiangwutang, congratulations on your graduation!"

Wei Liaoweng glanced at Zhao Hong, who was applauding with the students next to him and smiling, and raised his voice.

"Next, please invite Zhao Hong, the principal of Jinling Lecture Hall and the son of heaven of the Great Song Dynasty, to deliver a speech!"

Enthusiastic applause rang out, and the students were excited, and many of them blushed.

"Dear students, on behalf of the entire Great Song Dynasty and all the subjects of the Great Song Dynasty, congratulations on your graduation!"

Amid the applause, Zhao Hong began his speech.

"Cadets, after half a year of study, you are now a qualified officer. Please keep in mind that the purpose of your study is to protect your home and defend the country. Be ye loyal to your own people, dedicate yourselves to your own people, and be not afraid of bloodshed or sacrifice. I hope that you will keep in mind the school motto of Jiangwutang, sacrifice and dedicate yourself to the country and the people. For the sake of a strong country, for a strong nation, to shed blood, to sacrifice, to dedicate! ”

The thunderous applause lasted for a long time, and after waiting for a while, Zhao Hong suppressed his hand and calmed down the tidal cheers.

"Cadets, these are 30 swords, awarded to those who have trained hard. As for those students who did not get the saber, they could only go to the battlefield to make meritorious contributions! ”

Zhao Hong's eyes signaled, and Vice Principal Wei Liaoweng hurriedly walked up with the roster.

"The sword awarding ceremony will be held below, and the students who are called by name should come to the stage to receive the sword!"

Wei Liaoweng shouted loudly according to the roster.

"Meng Heng, a student of the sixth class of the first phase of the martial arts hall, comes to the stage to take the sword!"

In front of everyone's eyes, Meng Heng raised his head and stepped up to the high platform, facing Zhao Hong and the others, a standard military salute.

Although he was used to seeing the scene of fighting, his heart beat unconsciously faster when he was on a high platform, facing the emperor and the principal and other important members of the court.

"Meng Heng, a student of the sixth class of the first phase of the lecture hall, trained hard, had excellent grades, and graduated ahead of schedule. This sword is specially awarded, I hope you will not forget the national shame, kill the enemy to serve the country, live up to the trust of the principal, and live up to the trust of the country! ”

After Wei Liaoweng finished reading, Zhao Hong took the open box and handed it to Meng Hui.

"Students must be loyal to the country, live up to Your Majesty, and live up to the Great Song Dynasty!"

Meng Hui knelt on one knee, took the saber with both hands, and then stood up and stood still on the side of the high platform.

"Cao Youwen, a student of the third class of the first phase of the martial arts hall, came to the stage to take the sword!"

Wei Liaoweng shouted loudly, and Cao Youwen followed, another standard military salute.

"Cao Youwen, the northwest frontier defense will be handed over to you. I still say the same thing: If you lose your land, you will lose your land; If people lose land, people and land will survive. ”

Zhao Hong solemnly advised, for fear that Cao Youwen would die tragically like in history.

Cao You's face was red when he heard this, and he took the short sword and retreated to the side.

"Yu Jue, a student of the first class of the first phase of the martial arts hall, come to the stage to take the sword!"

"Yu Jue, the land of Hanzhong, is the northwest barrier of my Great Song Dynasty, and there will be a big war in the future. Together with Cao Youwen, you have to put a fence on me! ”

Zhao Hong is also serious and looking forward to it.

Whoever encounters the Mongolian Iron Rider will finish playing!

In Zhao Hong's mind, a sentence from an expert in later generations suddenly appeared.

The Great Song Dynasty, with 70 million people, is no match for Mongolia with a million people, which is ridiculous in itself! It's sad!

In the foreign wars before the Song Dynasty, the Central Plains Dynasty took the initiative to attack. After Zhao Kuangyin, Taizu of the Song Dynasty, it was the northern nomads who took the initiative to attack the Central Plains Dynasty. I have to say that the rule of martial arts with literature, the small family spirit in the king's bones, made the Song Dynasty, whether it was the Northern Song Dynasty or the Southern Song Dynasty, be castrated, and there was no possibility of winning.

One by one, the students came up to receive the sword, and then stood on the high platform, and waited until the last student to give the sword, Cao Erxiong, came to the stage, 30 people stood in a row, Meng Heng, Cao Youwen, Yu Jue, and the three of them, firmly in the middle C position.

"Fellow sword trainees! Congratulations! ”

Zhao Hong took the lead in applauding, the teachers and students applauded together, and the sword awarding students received the long-lasting applause and heartfelt respect from everyone in the audience.

Xuan Xuan and Xue Ji applauded, their eyes facing each other, and their eyes separated.

Such a grand sword awarding ceremony is convincing and enthusiastic, and I am afraid that all the students on and off the stage will never forget it.

There are too many new tricks of the emperor, but they all seem to work, arousing infinite enthusiasm and hope.

After the sword awarding ceremony was completed, Zhao Hong's face was solemn and he shouted loudly.

"All the students who graduated from the first phase of Jinling Lecture and Martial Arts Hall, read the oath with me!"

He also felt that there was some red tape. However, such a scene seems to need to be exaggerated.

"I swear!"

Zhao Hong took the paper and raised his right fist, and all the students raised their right fists together and read it aloud.

"I swear to abide by the principal's belief in common struggle, the school motto of sacrifice and obedience, follow the principal, complete the unification of the Great Song Dynasty, restore Sanjing as soon as possible, step on Yanyun, and seal the wolf. Don't love money, don't be afraid of death, abide by the school motto, never swerving, and then ...... after death"

After reading solemnly, all the students saluted and applauded together, and everyone blushed.

"Sing the school song!"

In the solemn drum music, several female students led the singing, but it was the school song "The Great Wall Will Never Fall" of Jinling Lecture Wutang.

"Ahh

After a hundred years of sleep, the Chinese people have gradually woken up

Open your eyes and watch carefully. ”

As soon as several female students spoke, Zhao Hong's chest hurt, his eyes were hot, and tears came out of his eyes.

Why is the humiliation of those nations so painful?

Meat eaters enjoy all the glory and wealth, why do the pain of their incompetence and cowardice be borne by countless poor people who are as humble as ants?

Yan Chun and several people, accompanied by Wang Gang and others, entered the lecture hall, and happened to pass by the teaching ground of the lecture hall, and saw Zhao Hong on the stage with tears in his eyes, his face was red, and he sang along with the students.

"Rush out of the way and wave your hand

We must devote ourselves to the prosperity of the country

Shall the land be trampled down again?

Each one takes on a mission

…………”

The students' singing voices were loud, which made Yan Chun feel stunned.

On the stage, Zhao Hong sang loudly, impassioned, his face was solemn and solemn, domineering and leaking, as if he had changed people.

Is this still the flamboyant lewd man she remembers?

The Great Wall will never fall, and the Yellow River will be surging!

It seems that the Song people's bitter hatred for the Jin people has not been completely let go.

Yan Chun's heart slowly cooled.

"Princess Wenguo, please come forward and introduce me, let me wait to meet the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty!"

Luo Shichang, the envoy of Western Xia, was dumbfounded, but he couldn't wait and urged behind Yan Chun.

In this situation, the Great Song Dynasty is thriving, and it may be the last hope of Great Xia.