Chapter 55 The Soul of the Empire

March 12, the tenth year of China.

The morning breeze blows across the long street, silent, only the sound of military flags waving in the wind. The heroic soldiers, majestic cannons that pierce the sky, war horses standing as a forest, and military vehicles lying on both sides of Chang'an Street, like towering terracotta warriors.

The morning sunshine outlined the outline of the golden silhouette on this majestic and murderous scroll. Zheng Yu stood on the Tianan City Tower, nodded to the emperor and his friendly countries beside him, and then turned around and silently looked at the burly and majestic figure that was slanted in front of him, as if covering the entire world.

There are crowds of people above the majestic square.

Millions of people stood together quietly and silently, looking forward and looking forward.

This is their country, this is their celebration, this is their festival

In the days of internal and external troubles, they have never felt dependent and expectation for the country.

They long to see with their own eyes that army, the protectors of the empire, and the soul of that empire

As long as there is that person in this country, this country will always be as stable as Mount Tai

The sound of cannons opened wide. A team of soldiers wearing all-black imperial guards dresses and steel guns formed a solid square formation and walked forward in a straight pace like a ruler. The three leading people solemnly held a blood-red flag. The moving bayonet guarded the flag symbolizing the empire and came under the white marble flagpole. The millions of soldiers and civilians on the city held their breath and were waiting for that solemn moment.

The flag bearer tied the national flag to the rope, and the seventy-two mén salutes sounded at the same time. The flag bearer slowly raised his head. The right hand of the flag bearer suddenly waved into the air. A huge red-bottomed golden dragon treads the sun flag fluttered violently in the morning breeze, like a rising sun rising in the air, so gorgeous and dazzling

"Rise the national flag and sing the national anthem"

The celebratory called out loudly, and the solemn national anthem accompaniment came from the loudspeaker. Everyone stroked their hands and tears in their eyes. They sang the national anthem "Ode to China" with emotion towards the slowly rising national flag. Millions of people gathered into one voice, and the ji was thriving and soaring into the sky. Zheng Yu's xiong was also filled with an unparalleled heroism and heroism.

“The great country begins in the prehistoric world;

The embraces the two rivers and stand on the east;

Yanhuang, my ancestor, cultivate the middle ground;

The phoenix comes to be a blessing for all the people.

Four great inventions, brilliant stars;

Tang poetry and Song lyrics are vast and unrestrained;

People with kindness and ambition will continue;

The heroic style of the Han and Tang dynasties has been passed down continuously.

Beautiful mountains and rivers, magnificent poems;

Rich products and uniqueness;

Chinese character has been passed down from generation to generation,

Humanistic relics are spread all over the countryside.

Long-lasting prosperity brings pride, long-lasting wealth brings pride;

Closed to the country, it is difficult to stop foreign artillery;

To cede land and seek peace, the country's fortunes will be bad;

The people and the lives are in trouble.

The hero rises up and restores my country;

Things change and stars change, and the earth turns into the sky;

The people are happy and the sun rises;

The country will be prosperous and the country will be prosperous.

Children of Yanhuang, don’t forget the national humiliation;

If you don’t work for a strong country, you will be a slave;

Light up my China and shine on my ancestors;

Forever, China will prosper forever”

After the song was sung, the sound was faint. Zheng Yu's eyes were filled with tears. Looking at the black body in front of him, he felt the familiar image, becoming taller and taller, as if standing up to the sky, supporting the sky of China, and breaking the haze that once enveloped this land with one hand. There was only one voice in his heart: "Man, do this."

He felt the force on his hands tighter and turned his head to look at him. The dressed queen looked unconcealed with admiration, just like a girl who had just fallen in love, looking at her husband with a red face. Zheng Yu looked at the crowd below, feeling the admiration and admiration that spread all over the fields, and the fanatical feelings, and suddenly felt a trembling and dizziness.

This is an empire with a population of 450 million

And this country belongs to the old man in front of him. His adoptive father is his empire, his people, and his lifelong achievements. Such a person has undoubtedly lost a lot. But looking at all this today, what is the price that is not worth paying

Zheng Yu looked at his father and let tears flow freely. He finally confirmed that his inexplicable time travel was destined to witness this legend with his own eyes. Who follows this invincible and insurmountable figure, feels everything about him, records everything about him, and follows his footsteps until the end of the world.

"Survey the Reading Force"

The singer roared, and the emperor waved to the audience, and another cheer like a tsunami. The emperor slowly turned around, hugged the queen gently, pushed his forehead, and smiled at Zheng Yu: "Come up, I'll go down."

Zheng Yu was stunned and was pushed to the middle of the viewing platform in a daze. The emperor walked down the city tower surrounded by guards, got on the characteristic bulletproof sedan, and drove out of Tianan Mén under the protection of two personal guards.

Zheng Yu stood alone in the middle of the front row of the viewing platform.

This black figure immediately attracted everyone's attention.

It is the prince and the future emperor of the empire

At this moment, millions of soldiers and civilians cheered again like tsunamis. The people waved the national flag in their hands and cheered at the figure on the Tianan City Tower in the distance. Then they saw the black car driving across the Jinshui Bridge, saw the familiar figure, and cheered again.

At this moment, the police and military police in charge of public security, the Imperial Guards quickly scolded the crowd to stabilize. The crowd divided into quadrilaterals finally restored order, just shouting and crying, many elderly men couldn't help but kneel down, kowtowed one by one, their faces full of tears, and they didn't know what to mutter.

The emperor, walking alone on the long street, felt the fanaticism and admiration of millions of soldiers and civilians, felt the worship that could even be called "faith", and a smile hung on his cheeks. He stretched his muscles on his face and slowly waved his arms. Wherever he went, the surge of people was several times stronger, and the crying and cheering that he had been so happy and excited that he was still crazy.

The emperor straightened his mind and accepted everything proudly. He had a clear conscience, he deserved it, and at this moment, there were only two words "no regrets" in his heart.

All sacrifices, all distortions, all pain and sadness, all misunderstandings and praises, all conflicts and contradictions between emotions and reason, all tossing and turning at midnight, even the endless loneliness and sadness that stands on the long street, and the loneliness that stands on the lonely peak and is like snow that is destroyed by the wind and rain, is worth it.

This country has already embarked on the orbit of how many people have dreamed of. The emperor's eyes are so far and so ethereal. He looked at the crowd, his eyes focused, but it seemed to penetrate the crowd, and he saw the momentum of the horizon, crossing the boundary between time and space.

The rumbling salute was over, and the surging of people gradually subsided. The emperor's chariot had arrived among his beloved soldiers. The black, yellow, blue, green, red, white square arrays were like swords and axes, and like steel forests, exuding the complex atmosphere of death and glory, and were displayed to their supreme commander without reservation.

The emperor looked at the honorary flags that were hand-given, silently recalling their glorious achievements in his heart. He couldn't help but think of the figures who had walked together on this road but fell or parted ways. He thought about the familiar faces, and the expression on his face was still so serious, but his heart trembled like an electric shock.

The emperor suppressed the boo in his heart, and his eyes were still as lightning. His cold eyes swept across familiar and strange faces one by one, feeling the movement and pride in their hearts, and their generous and heroic feelings. The aging and fatigue in the emperor's body was like being rolled by a squirm and disappeared without a trace. At this moment, the emperor seemed to have returned to thirty years ago, in Annan, for the first time, and embarked on that army, dangerous and unpredictable road.

What a magnificent era that was

How is that a legend made with blood and tears

Looking at these more fierce, braver and more trained tigers, the emperor's body became more and more straight. His eyes were brightly gaze at each square formation and every young Yingrui face, and a solemn military salute.

"The Second Imperial Guard Regiment, White Tiger Regiment, I am invincible"

"The First Regiment of the National Defense Forces and Langfang Regiment will win the battle"

"The First Battalion of the First Marine Corps Regiment and Incheon Camp must capture the enemy chief to offer His Majesty"

"The First Heavy Artillery Brigade of the National Defense Forces, the Fire God Brigade, and the First Battalion, relying on His Majesty's power, everything will be defeated"

......

Hearing these sincere and heroic slogans, the emperor roared out from these simple and serious soldiers with the momentum of unity of thousands of people, and a blood thrust into his mind, and his whole body was a little dizzy. He looked at these brave and invincible soldiers, and his heart was filled with boundless passion. As long as God gave himself... ten years... no, twenty years of Asian colonial order and balanced power in the Far East will all be smashed. The power of China is destined to shock the world.

The awakening of this lion and Napoleon's prophecy must be realized in his own hands

Real man, be like this

---------- I am the dividing line of silence---------

Zheng Yu looked at the figure standing half a step behind him, looked at Mu Tie's expression with his lips pursed, looked at Xu Fan's solemn and unblind, and then looked at Liu Dingyi who was slightly moved, thinking that if a meteorite suddenly fell from the sky... I'm afraid the Chinese Empire would fall into a state of ruling power.

No.

He immediately denied himself.

As long as there is that person in... this empire will never perish.
Chapter completed!