"There is nothing in the world that is fully confident. As long as you are 70% sure, you will have a great chance of winning." Song Li smiled and said, "Dad, don't worry, Dad, I have the protection of the powerful people in the Jindan stage. Even if I am trapped in the army of tens of thousands, they will not do anything to me."

Song Xinghai knew that Song Li was protected by more than one powerful man from the Jindan stage, and there was more than one. But caring for him would cause chaos, which is also human nature.

The guards and cavalry of the Ming Palace were all on horseback, and everyone had a golden bell hanging on their horses. The horse's hooves were gently trampled on, and the crisp and pleasant ringtones were intertwined.

Surrounded by the most elite guards of the Five Hundred Ming Palace, Song Li followed his father to the central square outside the imperial city.

The central square is the largest square in the imperial capital city, called Triumph Square. Triumph Square is backed by the palace and faces the entire imperial capital city. The square is so large that it can accommodate tens of thousands of troops to review. The long streets on both sides are extremely wide, all of which are paved with solid and flat blue stone slabs, enough for five or six carriages to run side by side.

All major celebrations of the empire are held in this square, such as National Day, Sacrifice Day, etc. During celebrations, on the imperial city, His Majesty the Holy Emperor will personally visit the platform to preside over the celebration ceremony. On the platform that has been built on both sides are the locations of some wealthy nobles. At the same time, some senior personnel from the religious temple and the alchemist guild will be invited to participate.

The celebration activities above the square below will be held, and there will be a long parade and celebration team spontaneously formed by the people.

When Song Li and others arrived at the square, it was almost noon. Along the way, Song Li observed silently, his expression was very calm. Even if he saw the fully armed city guards all over the street, Song Li's face was very calm, and he didn't ask or say anything, and he didn't say anything. It seemed that he had already expected that this would be the case.

There are quite a lot of citizens gathered on the square, and the streets on both sides are even more crowded. A large number of citizens are still rushing to the long streets on both sides of the square. The long dragon seems to be 1,000 meters away.

When he arrived at the square, Prince Ming got off his horse, grabbed Song Li's hand, and walked all the way to the high platform under the imperial city. The platform had been arranged, and the princes and ministers of the empire and the nobles of wealthy families had arrived. However, Song Li glanced at him and many ministers were not relaxed. Some even looked at Prince Ming and his son secretly, with a worried look on his face.

Ordinary people may not understand the abnormal situation today, but these wealthy nobles understand. What's more, the City Defense Guards sent a large number of soldiers around the noble's residences two days ago, which has attracted the attention of many people. What's even more strange is that some nobles are quite dissatisfied with this, and some even sent people to the palace to meet His Majesty the Holy Emperor to protest, but His Majesty the Holy Emperor disappeared.

There was a noisy crowd below, and Song Li sat on the high platform. Looking down at the ordinary people who were still immersed in the joyful atmosphere, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Finally, at noon, when the sun in the sky was hanging in the center of his head, the golden gate of the palace slowly opened, and a team of imperial guards wearing golden armor ran out slowly on all kinds of snow-white horses, followed by a guard of honor, holding high horns and blew a loud charge. This is a tradition left over from the Holy Ancestor era.

Behind them were all kinds of palace officials, palace guards, court guards, eunuchs, etc., all came out in a queue. Finally, two strong men, who were two meters tall, were naked, revealing their muscles as rocks all over their bodies, and pushed a golden drum out.

The sound of the horn stopped, and two strong men pounded the drum hammers...

Dong.dong.dong.dong...

The heavy drum beats seemed to be hitting people's hearts. The drum sound spread from afar, and the people who heard the drum sounds gradually stopped making noises. Everyone knows that according to the traditional ritual, His Majesty the Holy Emperor is about to appear.

After the twelve drum sounds were completed, the supreme ruler of the Holy Lion Empire, the current Holy Emperor, finally made his debut.

With a loud horn, all the nobles on the platform stood up and stood up, facing the gate of the imperial city, while some military generals were standard military salutes.

The Holy Emperor and the Empress Dowager both attended the event in great costumes. Song Li met this famous "Iron Fist Queen Mother" in the imperial palace when he was a child. At that time, he felt that this woman was not easy to mess with, with cold eyebrows and arrogant and indifferent expressions. Now more than ten years have passed, and seeing her again, this impression is even stronger. Even if the palace makeup artist tried to make her makeup more kind and kind, it would be difficult to hide the evil spirit between her eyebrows.

However, Song Li clearly felt that she was much older than more than ten years ago. After all, time is unforgiving, and no matter how pampered she lives, she cannot withstand the invasion of time.

The Holy Emperor held the hand of the empress dowager and helped her out. From princes, ministers, nobles and gentry to ordinary people, they all bowed and shouted: "Long live His Majesty, the Holy Emperor, and the Holy Emperor, thousands of years old. I wish the Holy Emperor a long blessing and a long life."

The Holy Emperor helped the Empress Dowager walk up the high platform in the middle. Everyone was at least twenty meters away from them. There were two people who were quietly following His Majesty the Holy Emperor. On the left was an old man in a red robe. While walking, he robe sleeves bulged without wind and exuded a powerful pressure.

From Song Li's perspective, the old man in the red robe was at least a strong man in the Jindan stage. On the right was a thin and tall man in a gray cotton robe. He did not wear any badges on his chest, but he always held a long sword in his arms. If the aura emitted by the old man in the red robe was as strong as flames, then the old man in the gray robe was as quiet as thousands of years of ice.

These two should be the closest bodyguards around the Holy Emperor? Although Song Li often went to and from the palace before, he had never seen these two old men. He knew that in such occasions as today, the Holy Emperor would definitely open all his trump cards.

Prince Zhong has been preparing for so long, so why has the Holy Emperor been waiting for this day for a long time?

The Holy Emperor's eyes swept across the audience, and his eyes were like a lion, full of majesty. Song Li only saw one thing in his eyes: Eagle-looking and wolf-gu.

"Then... let's start."

The Holy Emperor's voice was very low. He didn't say much nonsense. He just said this simply and sat down.

As the Holy Emperor sat on the chair and waved his hand gently, the two strong men under the imperial city behind him immediately beat the giant drum hard again, and with the rapid sound of the drumming sound...

In the distance, at the end of the long street, a loud horn immediately came. Then, Song immediately felt a murderous aura coming towards him from afar.

The armor shines in the sun, as if it is coated with a layer of gold. A team of the most elite infantry of the Royal City Guards, which is about 5,000 people, is wearing the most exquisite armor. It forms a long square array and slowly walks at the end of the street. The soldiers' footsteps are extremely neat, and the entire square array looks like it is carried out by a knife.

The neat steps trampled on the ground, and a very rhythmic sound came from... The crowd began to cheer, and the people on both sides of the road threw the prepared flowers out of the square walking through the middle of the road from time to time, but the soldiers were not at all confused, and their resolute steps trampled on the petals along the way, towards the central square of the imperial city.

"The show is finally about to begin." Song Li looked at the soldiers' phalanx in the distance, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The infantry phalanx has gradually passed through the central square. Under the eyes of His Majesty the Holy Emperor, five thousand people drew out their long swords in uniform movements, and five thousand bright long swords pointed at the sky.

The Holy Emperor looked solemn and solemn, and then raised his hands to greet the soldiers...

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the distance of the long street.

The sound of hooves is like thunder.

With the exclamation from the crowd in the distance, a team of heavy cavalry with full armor rushed over. These cavalry were obviously the elite among the elite. The horse knights had unified black steel armor, unified black war horses, and unified red cloak. The alternation of black and red combined into an amazing symbol of "iron and blood".

The closed helmet makes it impossible to see the faces of the cavalry. The three thousand cavalrymen are galloping all the way, and the horse's hooves trampling on the blue stone pavement, making extremely rhythmic thunder. These elite knights have excellent skills in controlling horses. The three thousand cavalrymen actually formed a long dragon queue, compact and neat, and even the sound of the horse's hooves is so consistent.

When they arrived near the square, the cavalry suddenly slowed down. Under good control, no horse was messing up the rhythm and stopped neatly under the imperial city. Three thousand knights suddenly separated into two teams like waves. Then, in the waves, a golden knight slowly walked out of the queue.

The knight also rode a black war horse, and his armor was completely golden. I don’t know if it was made of some special material. There was a wave of magic power fluctuations that made Song Li’s heart-warming.

The knight on the horse rode out and gently took off his helmet. The bright red cloak behind him roared in the wind. Song Li saw his appearance clearly. Prince Zhong, the leading knight was obviously Prince Zhong.

The Holy Lion Empire was established by martial arts. At that time, the Holy Ancestor was a great figure who was promoted to the horse and took the head of the general from a million troops, and was able to govern the country and both civil and military. Since then, the royal family has maintained the tradition of martial arts and bravery. Everyone can ride and shoot with skill, and is skilled in bows and horses. Of course, Prince Zhong is no exception.

Suddenly, a burst of exclamations came from the square.

Prince Zhong, who was riding on the horse, suddenly drew out his long sword and pointed at the high platform under the imperial city with the sword tip and pointed at His Majesty the Holy Emperor sitting on the platform.

"Your Majesty..." Prince Zhong's voice came steadily. Even in such a noisy occasion, his voice still fell into everyone's ears. Obviously, Prince Zhong's personal cultivation is not low.

"Dear Second Emperor..." Prince Zhong's voice was a little stern, and he shouted loudly: "Is the long sword in my hand sharp?"

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