In the western suburbs of Beijing, the first Imperial Guard Division was stationed.

At night, the convoy with the Red-bottomed Golden Dragon Stepping on the Sun Emperor's Flag was like a blue dragon, rolling towards the First Division of the Imperial Guard at a speed of 12 kilometers per hour.

The road ahead was the military police force of the Imperial Guard, riding military seat motorcycles and light machine gun lights. Behind was an armored car team, painted with black and gray outer paint, and it was like a beast at night. The two giant eyes of the van emitted fierce beams of light. Behind was a long list of trucks, with fully armed Imperial Guard soldiers standing on the car, and the carriage was filled with fierce Imperial Guard soldiers. Behind were a series of trucks towing the Qiwu Mountain Cannon and the 120 mm heavy mortars from the regiment artillery battalion.

The First Division of the Royal Imperial Guards of the Empire, which has initially achieved motorization, is undoubtedly the most powerful and most powerful force in this country so far.

This may be the earliest practical demonstration of motorized columns in this era.

Such a force finally burst out its fangs and sharp teeth on this night and rushed towards its division headquarters.

Zheng Yu's mentality is quite relaxed at this moment. With the preparations for the previous ones, he has become quite sure of mastering the First Division of the Imperial Guard. This strategy of taking risks with his life has finally begun to succeed. As long as he masters the Imperial Guard troops, he will not only have a greater grasp of dealing with Mu Tie, but even if the thing he is most worried about happens, he will have a little more confidence in protecting himself.

There will never be absolute trust in the face of imperial power.

At the outposts along the way, when they saw the military police clearing the way, they were quickly controlled, and basically all of them turned around and joined the ranks of the counter-rebels. Following the emperor and defeating the National Wehrmacht, who rode on the head of the Imperial Guard, was enough to make these proud soldiers excited!

The Imperial Guard will always be loyal to Your Majesty! Rebellion will definitely pay the price of blood!

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At this time, the division headquarters had been alarmed.

Acting division commander and former chief of staff Ding Zhiyong had already held an emergency meeting and immediately sent the third regiment to quell the rebellion!

The commander of the Third Regiment, Zhang Zhengguo, was one of the most determined members of the Iron Guard Army. Without saying a word, he had already gathered more reliable troops, concentrated all vehicles to carry troops, and marched lightly. He knew that the current situation of the troops was simply a lurking volcano. Once a war with a friendly army of a division would take place, anything could develop after a long time.

He was preparing to intercept the Second Regiment from the flank.

The vanguard of the Second Regiment was only three kilometers away from the division headquarters. Although it was during the march, the entire army was still meticulous. The search troops at night spread out a full six kilometers. After the third Regiment took action, they sent signal flares, maintaining a tracking posture along the way, and informing the trends from time to time. Zheng Yu ignored the opposition and personally led a battalion troops to arrange a bag-shaped defense. The armored car was in front, and the other troops quickly built simple covers and used terrain cover to form defense. At the same time, they ordered the other two detachments to encircle the flanks with night sè.

In this way, Zhang Zhengguo, who was burning in fire, plunged into Zheng Yu's pocket. A series of mountain cannons and mortars were beaten up, and several armored cars rushed in front fell to their nests. The troops on both sides of Zheng Yu pressed over. The heavy machine guns were airtight, and even the headlights flashed behind them. The armored cars on the front were pushed in a horizontal row. Zhang Zhengguo knew that the battle had lost.

Of course, his main force was not damaged, and he could resist and quickly retreat and retain some of his troops. But he was really discouraged. He had already seen that his troops were full of doubts and had no fighting spirit, while the opponent was like a tiger going down the mountain. As for him, although he firmly believed in national iron-bloodedism, he could not bear to fight to death with a brother of the Imperial Guard who was in a pot.

He is also a human being. He can be ruthless to the enemy, but he can't bear to know that he has failed, but he still has to hold his brothers under him.

"Retreat." Zhang Zhengguo sighed.

A pistol was pressed against his sun, and the deputy commander Qiu Meng was caught in his eyes.

"Old Zhang, don't blame your brothers. Adjutant Ding said that any comrade of the Iron Guard Army can kill him. Don't disobey me."

Zhang Zhengguo was stunned.

"Major Qiu Meng," he quickly calmed down, "the situation on the battlefield is already very clear, and our adventure has failed. If we continue to fight, it will only cost the brothers the lives of in vain."

"As long as we hold them back, the division headquarters will always have a solution, and the General Staff will also have arrangements. People will always die in wars. As long as our career is successful, these people are all martyrs, and their death is worth it."

Zhang Zhengguo looked at this crazy and pious face and didn't know what to say for a moment. He nodded: "Okay, Lao Qiu. I admit that I can't do anything. Now I will transfer the command power to you, and I will deal with it by the division headquarters. Come on."

After saying this, he sat in the car, closed his eyes, as if he wanted to hear nothing or see anything.

Qiu Meng looked at him with a little contempt and immediately shouted: "Now everything is under my command! Get off the car and organize defense!"

The officers under his command looked at each other, and many people looked at Qiu Meng and then on the opposite side. The expression on their faces made Qiu Meng shudder.

At this moment, an armored car opposite drove over with a white flag. A man on the roof held a loudspeaker: "I am Nyongjian of the Second Regiment! I have something to say! They are all brothers of the First Division, why do we fight together? This is the shame of the Imperial Guard! The Imperial Guard does not fight the Imperial Guard!"

Qiu Meng roared angrily: "Open the fire immediately! Kill this rebel! He is already a traitor!"

At this moment, the troops had already started to move, and the officers and soldiers had been particularly depressed by the daytime events, and were all angry. Now seeing that the brothers finally stood up, I felt a little excited and excited in my heart.

When will the National Defense Army dare to ride on the head of the Royal Imperial Guard? We are the army of His Majesty the Emperor, and now we have to listen to the dispatch of the General Staff! What kind of goods is the National Defense Army? They are all things that I wanted to enter the Imperial Guards back then. The remaining goods that were eliminated are now being arrogant and equipped with the imperial envoy!

Qiu Meng roared for a while, and saw that his hands were slowing down, he was extremely angry. He snatched a light machine gun and wanted to hold the fire. A lieutenant next to him suddenly took out his pistol and pushed it on Qiu Meng's back, and his voice was cold: "Put down the gun."

Qiu Meng shook his body and turned around angrily, but saw faces full of cold and depressing anger.

"Let me hear what the New York captain said," said a captain coldly, "It makes sense, and you are not afraid of confrontation."

Qiu Meng's eyes swept across his face, either mi, angry, or excited, and his heart gradually sank. The light machine gun was snatched by a second lieutenant.

Nyongjian got out of the car and came to everyone alone. Looking at the situation in the field, he nodded: "My comrades are suffering. I am the representative of the prince, or His Majesty the New Emperor, and ordered the loyal guards to join the ranks of quelling the rebellion. Mu Tie colluded with Japanese spy Xiao Feng, and used Mu Tie's confidant Jiang Wenda, who was born in the First Division of the National Defense Forces, to assassinate His Majesty. Now he is still trying to seize the throne, sell his territory to the Japanese, and transfer all the guards to the northern front line to the Russians. He has completely betrayed the empire! His Highness the Crown Prince has summoned the First and Second Regiments of the Imperial Guards, and is preparing to join Xu Shuai of the Navy..."

Before he could finish his words, Qiu Meng had already started to yell: "Don't listen to him nonsense! Marshal Mu Tie wants to save the country and establish a national iron-blooded American society! Reform this weak political fu..."

His words were immediately ignored.

"You deceived us, scum. It turns out that Mu Tiemou assassinated His Majesty, he is the traitor of Han jiān!"

"What kind of jb national iron-bloodedism? If you kill Your Majesty, you are rebellious!"

"You are weak, you are a traitor, and you still say that your Majesty is weak!"

"Without Your Majesty, my parents had long been starved to death in a foreign land. You guys!"

"I adopted it from His Majesty's orphanage, and I ate His Majesty's food and slept with His Majesty's chuáng! If you kill His Majesty, I will kill your whole family!"

The raindrop-like fist fell on Qiu Meng.

At this moment, a loud trumpet was already ringing across the street: "The soldiers of the Royal Guards! His Majesty the Great Emperor, who was colluded with Japanese spies, Mu Tie was about to usurp the throne, and he would sell the Liaodong Peninsula to the Japanese to establish a Manchukuo! He is also preparing to send you to the ancient front line of the Méng to betray you, and use the Russians to completely eliminate your royal guards! Do you still want to continue to help the evil? Wake up, my Imperial Guards! I, the former crown prince of the empire, the current emperor, Zheng Yu, call on you to tell this country with your loyalty and courage, that you, the Royal Guards, can save this country at this critical moment! Save this nation!"

It's the prince's voice!

The Third Regiment was completely trapped. The Royal Guards soldiers stood there at a loss, not knowing how to act. The machine gun stopped the strike, and hurriedly set up the mortar. They loaded their hands and held the shells and opened their mouths blankly. They didn't know what to do.

"Tell me! The soldiers of the Imperial Guard, can your guns point to your own emperor? The murderer who assassinated the emperor was Mu Tiean from the Imperial Guard. I will never doubt your loyalty, your blood, your determination! Now, I call on you to stand up and use the weapons in your hands to eliminate rebellion and save the country!"

By this time, the entire army had been fully activated. Several mutiny backbones were sweating provoking the soldiers to spread rumors that Mourinho was for the country, to eliminate the rebellion that assassinated the emperor, to eliminate the national war. But the soldiers, non-commissioned officers and low-level officers who had heard the prince speak many times, of course, knew that the prince was the prince, or the new emperor.

We are the Royal Guard! The glorious Royal Guard! The Emperor is right in front of us, let us raise our guns and open fire? The Emperor has already said this, so why would he still believe your nonsense!

At the same time, these guys who were jumping up and down were beaten to death by angry soldiers.

Zheng Yu saw a huge luàn opposite him with satisfaction. At this moment, he had no doubt about the final victory.

The morale of the army is in me, and the gods are all floating clouds.

Everything is because of father, great father, father who loves the people deeply.

You disappear from this era as suddenly as when you came. But now I can be sure that you will always live in this era, in the hearts of these simple people and ordinary soldiers. This is the people. What you do to them may be insignificant to the superiors, but it can make these favored people remember you and think of you. That is enough.

At this moment, Zheng Yu wanted to laugh and cry.

Hunluàn gradually ended. The soldiers on the opposite side waved the white flag, consciously set up their weapons into guns, and then walked to another open space to assemble, sat down according to the organization, held their heads with their hands, and were still in order and well-trained.

A figure who was tingling came over surrounded by a group of tough soldiers.

The marshal's cap, the marshal's dress, the golden emperor's ribbon, the black horse boots, and the emperor's scepter. Suddenly, it was like the majestic old man appeared in front of them again. At this moment, everyone fell to the ground with tears in their eyes.

"His Majesty!"

This is the imperial power, this is the emperor.

At this moment, in the hearts of these simple royal guard soldiers, the figure in front of them is their entire support for God and their supreme master. As long as the god gives the order, they can go through fire and water!

"Come with me! Recite your glorious oath of the Imperial Guards!"

As this thin but extremely majestic young emperor recited, thousands of voices sounded, piercing the night sky.

"...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... We firmly implement His Majesty the Emperor's orders, reflecting the magnificent Chinese warriors' kingly way of jingling... Use martial arts to defeat stubborn enemies, and use kindness to pacify all people..."

"......The military discipline of the Royal Guards is a noble god of absolute obedience to His Majesty. The army must keep in mind the majesty of the emperor's commander, and should strictly implement the command mission... With a command, even if you die, you will never follow..."

"...... The jing god of the Royal Guard is for loyalty, honor, and sacrifice! The army is full of fear and fear, and respects 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, so as to truly achieve the whole army's wholeheartedness. All soldiers should obey the emperor's orders... transcend the interests of life and death, and must have the awareness of sacrificing themselves for the sake of the overall interests..."

"... When the emperor summoned, facing any enemy, the Royal Guards dared to attack them without hesitation, destroy them, and crush them..."

"Imperial Guard! You have not disappointed me! It is still the loyal and brave guard who dares to give everything to defend the emperor!" The young emperor's majestic gaze swept across the passionate tiger bench, "Now, I, the Emperor of the Empire, give you my back! Come with me, eliminate the rebellion and save the country!"

After saying that, the young man turned around and walked back step by step, his steps were steady and he landed on the ground.

"Die for Your Majesty!"

At this moment, all the soldiers bowed their heads deeply. What Mu Tie, what national iron-bloodedism, as long as His Majesty gives the order, the Royal Guard will completely crush you!

The shadow of the young man was dragged slenderly on the ground, like a sharp sword that was unsheathed.

The third regiment, which quickly screened, once again recovered its strong military power, and the coldness of the soldier became more and more sharp by the determination to revenge and the eagerness to avenge the shame.

Zheng Yu quickly selected a group of jingjiangs, personally commanded the command, and concentrated all vehicles for carrying, carrying only mortar machine gun grenade launchers, and marched in a motorized manner, like a long steel dragon galloping towards the division headquarters.

The armored car started driving again. As Zheng Yu bumped, the steel plates of the bulletproof vest inside collided with the carriage, making a dull sound.

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After half a hour.

In the western suburbs of Beijing, the First Imperial Guard Division.

On the platform, a group of imperial guard officers and expressionless stubborn soldiers surrounded a young man wearing a full set of marshal's dress, an emperor's ribbon and armed belt, and a powerful pistol hanging around his waist. A murderous aura rose from here, as if he was about to pierce the dark night.

Ding Zhiyong was already tied tightly, thrown at the corner of the platform like a pile of garbage. He could feel that the unconcealed contempt of those released former colleagues looking at him.

Zheng Yu, who was in the middle of the high platform, stood with his hands behind his back. The figure of this tingling was filled with people's entire vision at this moment.

His eyes were firm and majestic, slowly sweeping over the angry faces below the stage. These young guard officers and soldiers were undoubtedly transforming into steel troops who hated Mu Tie to the core, and were determined to eliminate the rebels and wash away the shame. They looked at their emperor eagerly, waiting for him to issue that order, and vent their long-established power to all enemies!

Just now, the officers of the National Defense Forces who came with him had already retelled the story that Chief of Staff Liang, the number one infernal Affairs of the National Defense Forces, once told. There is no doubt that this most infuriating story in history has completely angered the group of emperors' personal troops.

On this life-and-death night, Zheng Yu finally gave up his cleanliness of not using nuclear weapons first, and released those atomic bombs that surpassed the times in advance. He was like the time-travel version of Dora's dream, taking out one powerful weapon of mass destruction after another. The revolutionary magic weapon of a party in his previous life, the thick black rule that famous scholars painstakingly summarized, the absolute secret of Jiang Kaishen's map to open Xinjiang, and the hypnotic action of the head of state's speech were finally sacrificed one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one.

Mu Tie? Mu Gang also melts you!
To be continued...