Unlike the French team that boasts patriotism, emphasizes courage and determination, and the German team that emphasizes strict organization and responsibility and obligations, and also different from the traditional Eastern army that fights for military pay, the Royal Guards of the Chinese Empire is a precise war machine. They are well-equipped, well-trained, have advanced tactics, precise movements, and strict military discipline. With one order, those silent soldiers will fight to death. They have won a famous title in Europe - 'Black Death'." (Sir Lidhart (English), "European War History")

I'm the silent dividing line

The Royal Imperial Guards' First Division is located in the western suburbs of Beijing.

The north wind, carrying sand and dust, hit Zheng Yu's face. He narrowed his eyes slightly and did not move at all, but just stared at the black dragon below the stage with bright eyes, changing its shape in dazzling ways.

Two full hours.

Zheng Yusu stood on the reviewing stand with a straight military posture and a torch. The soldiers below the stage, from the first minute, interpreted the orders and prohibitions that the military, a violent machine, possessed with consistent precision and rigor.

The soldiers wearing black military uniforms and fully armed, with various organizational arrangements, under the command of the commander, changed their formations as they pleased. Every change was exquisite, uniform, and as perfect as computer-made. No one cared about whether the prince on the stage was satisfied, because for them, orders were everything.

Zheng Yu slowly stretched out his right hand and swayed left and right twice.

"stop"

"stop"

The sound of command sounded, and thousands of pairs of military boots stepped on the ground at the same time.

"Return to the team"

The detailed footsteps sounded neatly, and the troops quickly returned to their positions and returned to a dark and large square array composed of several small square arrays. Zheng Yu's eyes were only seen from front to back, from left to right, and wherever he went, he only saw a pair of faces with no joy or sorrow, sharp eyes, fierce expressions, and faintly provocative faces.

He felt a shock.

He did not even see all this in the Northeast of the Third Division of the Royal Imperial Guard. He finally confirmed that the Royal Imperial Guard unit composed of all active-duty soldiers, especially the First and Second Divisions of the Imperial Guard led by the emperor, was indeed the most rigorously trained, the most determined and the most rigorously organized strong army he had ever seen so far.

Under the name of checking the parade troops, Zheng Yu was already in a state of shaking his heart and couldn't control himself when he saw such a shocking performance.

"Raising the Flag"

Four model soldiers, carrying a huge golden dragon-teng cloud flag with red background and gold characters, walked neatly and powerful steps, came to the flagpole, lowered the smaller golden dragon-teng cloud flag with red background and gold characters, and replaced it with the royal flag symbolizing members of the royal family. The huge golden dragon was crowned with a crown and stretched its minions in the north wind, as if it was about to fly away from the flag at any time.

"salute"

As the imperial flag rose, all the soldiers of the Imperial Guards saluted in an orderly manner.

"Recite the "Opinion of the Imperial Guards"

With the order of the major general standing beside Zheng Yu, thousands of voices gathered together, like rolling spring thunder, resounding through the wilderness.

"...The Royal Guard is the personal army of His Majesty the Emperor, and it is the most reliable and loyal and brave army of the Empire. Under the command of His Majesty, our army embodies the spirit of bravery, promotes the power of the Empire, and is the wings of the Empire. We firmly implement the orders of His Majesty the Emperor, embody the spirit of the magnificent Chinese kingly, spreads the power of China in the East, and promotes the reputation of the Empire in the world. We use our martial arts to defeat stubborn enemies, and use our kindness to pacify the people..."

"...The essence of the military discipline of the Royal Guards is the lofty spirit of absolute obedience to His Majesty the Emperor. The army must keep in mind the majesty of the emperor's command, and should strictly implement the command mission at the top, and be loyal to the bottom. We must fulfill our loyal duties and always adhere to it from beginning to end. With a command, we will never follow the order..."

"...The spirit of the Royal Imperial Guard is for loyalty, honor, sacrifice the army, and respect His Majesty the Emperor as the Supreme Commander. All soldiers must deeply understand the emperor's holy thoughts and integrate their loyalty to the emperor into it to truly achieve the whole army's wholeheartedness. All soldiers should obey the emperor's orders, obey the commander's command, and use the commander as the core to create a consolidated atmosphere and harmonious unity. Our army should strictly perform their duties, and should always follow the combat intentions or plans of the commanders in this army, and surpass the interests of life and death. We must have the awareness of sacrificing ourselves for the sake of the overall interests..."

"...The Royal Guards have the belief of winning, cherish every inch of time, work hard to cultivate the strength to defeat the enemy. When the emperor summons, when facing any enemy, the Royal Guards dare to attack them without hesitation, destroy them, and crush them..."

Zheng Yu's body became more and more straight and his eyes were as lightning as lightning. His eyes swept across the serious faces, as if he had traveled through time and space, and saw another army that had swept across Asia. It seemed that he had recited the so-called battle formation training, teaching, or imperial edict with similar content countless times in another language.

He felt a tremor, a complex feeling mixed with fear and excitement, wandering between his heart and brain like an electric current, making him feel a little difficult to breathe.

This army's superstition and loyalty to the emperor is undoubtedly no less than the army that Zheng Yu remembers, and may even be even more advanced. That army, at least when the Emperor who was founding, did maintain such absolute loyalty and strict military discipline, so that in the hellish nightmare as the Battle of Lushun, they still persist from the beginning to the end. They despise death and are tenacious and tenacious, and can devote themselves to hopeless battles without any slight wavering and hesitation. They firmly believe that their supreme commander is God rather than man, and they are sure that all their sacrifices will bring the greatest glory to the country, and believe that after their sacrifices, they can return to their hometown and become gods and be worshipped.

That army is a monster armed with modern weapons and tactical theories, and is full of superstition and feudal colors, and is composed of a monster.

So, what about this one?

Zheng Yu had no doubt that under this imperial flag, as long as he was authorized by the emperor, this army could go through fire and water for him without any hesitation. Even if he ordered them to point the muzzle and muzzle at his friendly forces, they would pull the trigger without hesitation. For them, the highest creed was actually just loyal to the emperor. And as the emperor's heir and spokesperson, the crown prince undoubtedly had authority second only to the emperor.

This is an army that transcends the times and is also an army that lags behind the times. Their firepower and tactics are even better than their European counterparts, while their ideas and ideas are more feudal and personal. They are loyal to individuals rather than governments. Their bayonets are not only aimed at foreign enemies, but also first of all, they are vigilant against the internal. Any force that dares to challenge the imperial power must face this ruthless war machine.

This army gathers the essence of the Chinese Army, and their salary is more than half of the National Defense Forces of the same level. They have the highest level of tactical ideas and have undergone the most rigorous training. After they retire, each of them will be placed in the royal industry and enjoy a unique position in society. Each member of the Royal Guard, whether officers or soldiers, regards each other as members of a big family. Whether active or retired, they support each other and closely contact each other, forming a huge and close relationship network.

Every soldier who once served in the Royal Guards has since regarded this army as his own home, his own home, and regarded the emperor as the highest parent of this big family. As long as the emperor gives orders and the Royal Guards has ordered, they will leave their families without hesitation, say goodbye to their wives and children, parents and brothers, and return to the army day and night to eliminate all the enemies of the emperor.

This is a proud army. They always believe that only themselves are the last guardian of the empire. Even if everything in the world betrays the emperor, they will still fight for the emperor until the end. Their pride comes first from absolute loyalty, and secondly their extraordinary combat power.

Zheng Yu didn't know how to evaluate this army.

But he knew that this was his most powerful support at present, and even at some point, perhaps his last support.

After the oath, the major general looked around the soldiers on the field majestic and shouted: "Who are we?"

"Royal Guard"

"Who is that?"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince"

"Very good." The Major General nodded, "The Prince will give you a lecture."

Thousands of eyes turned silently to this young man who was as straight and fierce as theirs, standing there for more than two hours without any fatigue, still as tall as a sword and as sharp as a knife.

Zheng Yu raised his hand and gave the gift in a standard military salute. Everyone returned the salute in an orderly manner.

"I'm Zheng Yu."

"Two years ago, I was trained in the First Division of the Imperial Guards."

"After I graduated from the Junior Class of the Mainland University, I was appointed as the Captain of the Imperial Guard."

"I have carried the gun, got beaten the stick, drank the snow water, and gnawed the pot and the many people swung the spoon in the same pot as me. I miss you."

"Today, I am back. But in the future, you will go on the battlefield of national war and have a fateful showdown with the enemies of the nation. Therefore, I want to visit you and remember you. Because you are my comrades-in-arms and my brothers."

"Tell me why the military flag is bright red?"

"It's blood"

Thousands of sounds.

"It is blood and the enemy's blood, and there is also the blood-blooded battle flag of our ancestors of the Imperial Guards. It is the spirit of the Imperial Guards. It is the symbol of our courage to sacrifice, our courage to sacrifice, and our spare time to eliminate the enemy. This is the Imperial Guards, His Majesty's personal guard, the barrier of the empire, and the guardian of the nation."

"Your ancestors, with blood and sacrifice, exchanged for the prosperity of this empire, and for the honor of the Royal Guards, now all this will be handed over to you."

"Tell me, can you protect the history of this military flag? Can you protect the honor of the Imperial Guard? Can you defend your supreme commander, His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire, from the harm of the enemy? Can you spread the empire's glorious national power to all over the world? Can you completely crush your enemies, let the enemy kneel under our military boots, and offer their battle flags and all their glory?"

“We can do it”

Thousands of sounds were neatly like one person, and roaring like tens of thousands of people. The howling north wind was silent for a moment, only this deafening roar was radiating in all directions like rolling spring thunder.
Chapter completed!