Chapter 85: King Yong of the Boiling Imperial Capital
When the first ray of morning light shines heavily on the streets and alleys of Japan. In the past, people in Japan would always sleep soundly in the last dream of the night. However, today, under the weak morning light in the streets and alleys, it is already
There is a constant flow of people, and in the famous Tianwumen Square, there is already a huge crowd of people.
"Have you heard? Today will be the day when our Imperial Eighth Route Army, composed of Chinese survivors, will receive a triumphal review."
"I've heard it a long time ago. Why don't you get up early in the morning and take your place? His Highness Ning will also appear with our magical girl commander, General Lin Qi!"
"Yes, they are now making final preparations for the review in the military camp in the west of the city. It is said that their national flag guard will also conduct a ceremony at dawn."
"National flag guard? This is a novel term..."
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"There are more new things, there are many, many, and I can't explain them clearly in a while. You will know after you watch them. Anyway, the scene will be unforgettable for people to watch - let me tell you, my boy is Jibei
Legion Demon War Officer, what I know is what he told me personally after he came back from fighting demons, and the information is absolutely correct!"
"It is said that Your Highness Ning is still hiding something from us, His Majesty the Goddess, and has some ambiguity with General Lin... Hehe..."
"Is it true? This is big news!"[
"Anyway, that's what my boy said. It's just that you don't know. Recently, the anecdotes between His Highness Ning and General Lin at Bai Xing have spread throughout the Far North Army."
People in Tianwumen Square were discussing happily, but suddenly a row of neat steps appeared in the long street of Tianwumen Square...a deep sound of goose steps that shook everyone's hearts.
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"Rise up, you who do not want to be slaves..."
When the solemn national anthem, accompanied by the passionate march, rippled for the first time in the Tianwumen Square of the Empire, when the bright five-pointed star flag was slowly raised under the meticulous operation of the members of the Eighth Route Army National Flag Guard.
.Everyone's eyes were filled with tears, and they were even cheering.
"Is this the legendary national anthem and flag-raising ceremony composed by our Highness Ning? It's so shocking... I am looking forward to their victory parade more and more. It is said that there are many new things!"
"Yes, it is said that the imperial cabinet is already discussing making this series of ceremonies permanent and becoming an imperial ceremony."
"Your Highness Ning is truly a genius..."
"Of course! Everyone thinks so!"
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"I never imagined that one day we would finally be able to return to our motherland with such an identity and attitude, and receive such cheers and review in her heart."
In the street on one side of Tianwumen Square, Lin Qi looked at the dense phalanx of the Imperial Eighth Route Army with tears in her eyes.
"This is also the honor you deserve, girl. Without you, even if you have been displaced for hundreds of thousands of years, you still love the motherland. Without your bloody battle, how would there be today's return and victory?"
Xie Ning looked at the girl beside him and smiled.
Then, he looked at the military uniforms all over his body and smiled bitterly: "Now we are going to be treated as ornamental animals - what bastard changed the triumphal ceremony? Let the two of us lead the senior military official team first
How can we pass through the square? Can’t Lao Qi and Lao Guan do it? It’s a shame he can figure it out!”[
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Lin Qi chuckled lightly: "The General Staff was forced to revise it under the heavy pressure of the Imperial Armed Forces Headquarters. If you have any objections, you can burn down the house of Chief Meng's family."
"Sir, the Victory Parade Command has sent an order. You are about to enter the parade. Please be prepared."
An Eighth Route Army officer came over and reminded them with a low smile, interrupting the conversation between the two.
Xie Ning smiled bitterly and shook his head. The girl was already arranging his final clothes. Then, the majestic march of the Eighth Route Army spread to every corner of the city, and clear orders were on standby at the side of Tianwumen Square.
The ears of all the senior commanders of the Eighth Route Army rang: Everyone is here, march together - go!
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When the senior military officers of the Imperial Eighth Route Army, led by young men and girls, marched neatly into Tianwumen Square to the sound of majestic march music.
Tianwumen Square suddenly boiled... People shouted hysterically, "Eighth Route Army", "Compatriots who are Chinese survivors", "His Royal Highness Ning", "General Lin" and others had already been shining brightly, and at this moment of the day, they were even more brilliant.
Ruoxingchen's name, roaring applause resounded throughout the square.
The city suddenly boiled... Fanatic cheers suddenly sounded in the streets and alleys of the city.
The entire land of China suddenly boiled. The people of the empire who gathered around the Magic TV to watch the live broadcast stared desperately at the phalanx marching solemnly in the heart of the empire. Their eyes were filled with tears.
The emperor, supported by two attendants, led the imperial government leaders and stood on the tower of Tianwumen Square. He smiled and watched the young men and girls leading their officers closer and closer.
His face was trembling violently, and his eyes were full of relief and sighs.
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"Look to the right - look!"
When the square team arrived not far in front of the city tower, with the sound of an order, the officers' footsteps suddenly changed. With their expressions full of pride and glory, they turned and looked in the direction of the city tower, marching neatly like a forest.
The dull thumping on the chest suddenly sounded like one person in the military official formation.
On Ru Lin's goose step, rows of straight Venus epaulettes passed in front of people's eyes one after another. Under the sunlight, it was dazzling.
The entire Tianwumen Square suddenly fell silent. People watched the rows of Venus, led solemnly by young men and girls, marching neatly through the Tianwumen Gate Tower. They were collectively speechless, and then, fanatical cheers were like a volcano erupting, and in a short time
After a short silence, it suddenly boiled over in Tianwumen Square.
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"Your Highness Ning is mighty! General Lin is mighty! The Eighth Route Army is mighty! The empire is mighty!"
The rain of flowers fell heavily over the phalanx that marched with a majestic solemnity of iron and blood. People shouted fanatically, shouting at the top of their lungs, on the side of the phalanx that was marching solemnly.
"Your Highness Ning, I love you - please marry me too..."
The screams of girls that appeared from time to time made the crowd shout wildly, mixed with laughter of goodwill and pride.
"Your Highness Ning, don't let us see you again! We all hate the public enemy of men, the Empire Yongwu - at least leave General Lin to think of us..."
The young man's hoarse screams made people laugh, and the handsome girl who was marching side by side with the young man in the queue even blushed slightly.
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On the city tower, the emperor of the empire and the giants of the imperial government watched all this with a smile.
"Is this the Eighth Route Army of our empire, an army composed of our alien remnant compatriots... Why does it look even better than us... Their series of solemn and solemn etiquette is really breathtaking."
Meng Gu stood behind the emperor in straight military uniform and murmured.
"This is the military etiquette created by that brat Xie Ning in White Star in order to unite the hearts of our Chinese remnants. The Eighth Route Army march and the Eighth Route Army ceremony sequence - including the previous flag-raising ceremony, were all created by Xie Ning. The Imperial Eighth Route Army is independent
have."
Yang Qi replied proudly beside him.
"This kid, at first I thought they were just some crude songs and rituals, just made to look powerful in the barren land of the White Star Civilization... Now it seems... he is really an artist?"
The emperor couldn't help but murmured.
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"Yes, Your Majesty, we don't have such a majestic and passionate national anthem and military song. I really didn't know that this kid had such attainments and talents in music and other artistic fields before - the heroic Xie family taught children how to
How was it taught?”
Yang Qi replied with a smile on his face again, and even shook his head with a smile.
"Yes, Your Majesty, it is said that he also composed two songs, 'Singing the Motherland' and 'The Same Song'. He also held the 'Chinese Night' Art Expo in the Golden Hall of the Sanguine Art Cathedral, where there were even more
He came up with more new tricks of his own creation, but claimed that they were the results of our country, the Temple of Chinese Art - this is how he finally deceived the blood elves..."
"When I met with the Blood Elf Prince yesterday, he jokingly complained that they had all been deceived by that bastard Xie Ning... Now a common saying has become popular among the Blood Elfs and the remnants of China: Xie Ning's
Art - used to jokingly and kindly describe shameful liars."
Zhu Shoufu stood next to Yang Qi and couldn't help laughing.
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"It's incredible..."
The emperor murmured again.
"This is like a legend... He will definitely become a legend..." A royal guard who was supporting him had a look of obsession on his face, and he said blankly.
"No, this is a legend, he is already a legend."
The emperor looked back with a smile on his face.
Then, he sighed quietly: "After seeing him, seeing the Eighth Route Army, and seeing the hope and future of the empire... I can finally rest peacefully... go and rest..."
"Both Zhengming and Tian'er have gone... They have lived up to their expectations... I hope... that the remaining children of my Xia family will not be inferior to my great-uncle's children."
The emperor was stunned and shed tears. He glanced at a middle-aged man beside him who was looking at the tower with a calm smile and looked exactly like him, and said in a low voice.
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When the handsome Blood Elf Archmage and the Blood Elf Prince followed closely with the Eighth Route Army Demon General Group, when the phalanxes passed one after another, they finally stood quietly at the reserved position in the square.
The boiling cheers in Tianwumen Square reached a high pitch and lasted for a long time, until the emperor smiled and waved his hand, until the attendant holding the yellow silk in his hand stood in front of the people.
Immediately afterwards, the edict issued by the attendants suddenly rang over the crowd who gradually calmed down and looked up at the Tianwu Gate Tower.
"It's up to heaven, the emperor decreed..."
"With all these things, it is impossible to live up to the name of the Great Wall of the Empire and the responsibility of Yongwu of the Empire. It is even more in danger of overthrowing. It is difficult to reward the merits of the whole world by one person. Therefore, in accordance with the imperial edict of Taizong and at the request of the National Assembly of the Empire, the Empire
Cabinet review, imperial approval by the emperor——"
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The attendant paused, his eyes filled with emotion, and he shouted loudly:
"From now on, Xie Ning, the head of the Xie family in the far north of the empire and the first-class Yongwu Marquis of the empire, has been expelled from the name of Prince Yong and the first-class Yongwu Marquis of the country, and has been promoted to the throne... Yongwang! Yongwang Wangjue,
The head of the Xie family in the far north of the empire is hereditary and will not replace you! I admire this."
"King Yong of the Empire..."
the crowd murmured.
"The first king with a different surname in the empire...a king with a different surname alive! A king with a different surname who is hereditary and irreplaceable!"
The crowd looked obsessed.
"Even the thrones of the Zhuo Yi princes usually only last for one generation... Is this... the first throne in the empire that can be passed down from generation to generation? Then... the Xie family in the far north..."
The crowd's faces were filled with ecstasy.
"The Xie family in the far north, the royal family of the empire!"