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1303 Military Parade (Part 1)

Standing on the Chengtian Gate wall, Xiao Ruxun looked at the clean and tidy capital in front of him, and was filled with emotion.

The owner here is himself, the city wall under his feet and the land on which the city wall relies. Everything belongs to Daqin and his own.

Houses, small buildings, and the Daqin Black Dragon Banner that was planted throughout the capital.

All of this indicates the beginning of a new era.

As the most solid support for all this, the Qin army is about to make a brilliant debut.

Xiao Ruxun looked at the Supreme Emperor who was ecstatic in the distance, Shao Qing stretched out his left hand to hold Caiyun's hand standing on the side, and stretched out his right hand to hold Zhenbang's hand beside him.

Important officials of the Great Qin Empire and the monarchs of the vassal states stood scattered on the left and right sides of Xiao Ruxun, looking at the magnificent and beautiful things below, admiring the rare beautiful scenery in the Great Qin Empire, and making sounds of admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

Such a magnificent and beautiful city, such spectacular and amazing scenes, can only be achieved by the most powerful empire in the world, and can only own the most powerful emperor.

But who doesn’t want to have this situation?

Bu Yan stood on the city wall, pressing his hands on the bricks of the city wall. The more he looked at everything that was magnificent, the more force he used, the more blue veins on the back of his hand would rise.

He remembered that this scene belonged to his ancestors hundreds of years ago, but when time passed, everything was different. The Khan of the Great Mongol Empire, which once had an extremely vast land, had to surrender to the emperor who was a yearning hostile enemy and ask for his help.

Standing with a group of people who are not as good as their status and status, he respects the Emperor of Qin. He smiles, but feels extremely humiliated in his heart.

This feeling of humiliation is really annoying and annoying. He really doesn't want to continue to feel this feeling.

If the master of this world is himself, if it belongs to him and Buyan Khan, how good would it be?

Who dares to bare his teeth at him?

The blue veins on the back of his hand suddenly rose and looked not beautiful at all.

Weng Guodai, not far away from him, didn't have such thoughts. He just looked at the magnificent mountains and rivers of Daqin and felt very yearning, hoping that one day he would enjoy such beautiful scenery.

As for how to do it, he had not thought of it, because before thinking about these contents, he had to turn down the cloth Yan. Before that, everything was nothing.

Li Bing was just purely shocked. Just like many monarchs of small vassal states, they thought that their capital, above one acre of three parts, was the most beautiful city, but today they understood what prosperity and civilization meant.

Compared with the Great Qin Emperor, the city he lived in could not be regarded as a city at all, it was just a small earthen city.

They called themselves monarchs, and those who were more brave still called themselves emperors privately. But compared with the most authentic emperor in the world, who is the emperor?

Isn't this an unquestionable thing?

Master Zheng and Master Ruan, who were hostile to each other, looked at the gorgeous things and lost their minds for a moment. Suddenly, they felt that the place where they lived was too far away from this place, and the pattern of the Qin Dynasty was too far away.

When will we live in such a city like the Emperor of Qin and enjoy such a beautiful thing?

Compared with Daqin, they are much different.

They experienced the "big" of the Qin Dynasty, the "rich" of the Qin Dynasty, and of course there were some things they did not.

If they understand it, they will probably understand what "fear" means.

And this is Xiao Ruxun’s biggest purpose.

He stared in that direction, the direction his most loyal fans were about to appear.

Everyone has heard that they climbed the city wall to watch a ceremony called "Military Parade", which is easy to understand in literal sense, that is, to look at the army, to let the most elite and good combat troops line up, and then the emperor goes to inspect the troops. This is not a strange thing.

But everyone stands on the city wall, which means that the army will come directly?

They don't understand a little.

But they soon understood.

They understood why they stood here and why the emperor brought them here.

This is how the street in front of Chengtian Gate is used?

Han Degong climbed up to the city wall from under the city tower, knelt on one knee in front of Xiao Ruxun and bowed with his fists.

"Your Majesty, the parade troops are ready to be completed! Please instruct your Majesty to take the next action!"

Xiao Ruxun's face was serious.

"Let's start!"

"yes!"

Han Degong stood up, walked aside, pulled out his sword from his waist with a loud bang, and raised it high.

"Your Majesty has an order! The military parade begins!"

The war drums surrounding both sides of the city tower rumbled, and the desolate and distant horn sounded, and the atmosphere became solemn.

The people on the city towers calmed down one after another, and there were no whispering, and there were no whispering. Everyone followed Xiao Ruxun and looked at the lower left corner of their position.

The place where a large number of black flags could be seen vaguely.

When the black horse team wearing black armor and black robe and holding black flags appeared, many people had not yet reacted. The war horses were in a very neat step, lined up and arranged in formations, and appeared quite neatly from the intersection on the left side of the street and stepped onto Chang'an Street.

Black horse, black flag, black armor, black robe.

The sound of the trumpet stopped, the drums suddenly changed, becoming rapid and exciting. The soldiers under the city shouted in unison of fighting, and shouted as the black-armored cavalry advanced.

One thousand,500 cavalrymen lined up in five columns and slowly walked from the east side of Chang'an Street under the leadership of the chief general Jiang Yue.

Their faces were solemn, not like parades, but like soldiers about to go to the battlefield.

The murderous aura of the battle formation, the carefully trained organization and neat array all made the people on the city tower who had never seen the world very much stunned, not even knowing what to say or even knowing how to do the movements.

They had never seen such neatly lined up, such neatly dressed and paced, and this was still a cavalry, how well-trained it would take to do it?

No one knows.

They only know that this army is an elite, an absolute elite, an unshakable elite.

Weng Guodai couldn't help swallowing.

Bu Yanbi just now grabbed the city wall bricks more vigorously, and the blue veins on the back of his hand burst out endlessly.

The black-armored cavalry walked to Chengtian Gate, and Xiao Ruxun raised his hand to signal to them. Under Jiang Yue's leadership, the black-armored cavalry all turned their heads and looked at Xiao Ruxun who was waving on the city wall, and raised the weapons in his hand.

"Long live my emperor!"

The 1,500 soldiers shouted in unison, without any noise or chaos, and seemed so orderly and so majestic.

They slowly walked past Chengtian Gate and walked all the way through neatly arranged arrays without stopping, speeding up, slowing down until they could no longer see.
Chapter completed!
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