I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 422 Victory Parade!
"Commander Zhang, why don't we brothers go, we are all like this, if someone sees a joke and loses face, it's not just us, it's the face of the emperor and the court."

In the military parade command room, a general who lost his right arm spoke nervously to Zhang Xuan who was adjusting the parade team with a walkie-talkie.

"Oh!"

The heavy slap on the table startled the general who lost his right arm.

"This is an order from the imperial court. There is no need to lose face. You have been a soldier for so many years. Don't you know that military orders are like mountains?"

"Let you participate in the military parade and be at the forefront of the team. This is the emperor's emphatic request."

"Whoever dares to watch your jokes, no matter who it is, I will be the first to kill him."

Striding forward in front of the disabled general, Zhang Xuan said with serious eyes: "Liu Hai, this is the honor given to you by the emperor, and it is also the honor given to the brothers."

"If you choose to withdraw at this time, it will not only hurt the emperor's heart, but also the hearts of all the brothers in the army."

The general bowed his head.

To be honest, they were very excited when they first received the order that they could also participate in the military parade.

It turns out that the imperial court has not forgotten them, and they have not forgotten these useless people.

On the night of receiving the order, many soldiers who were seriously injured on the battlefield without shedding a tear burst into tears holding the order.

And his bangs are also one of them.

"Raise your head, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty will hold their heads high for me at any time, even if they die."

"Yes."

Liu Hai reflexively stood upright and raised his chest, looking at Zhang Xuan with piercing eyes.

"very good!"

Nodding in satisfaction, Zhang Xuan stepped forward and straightened his collar.

"Go back and prepare for the most glorious moment in your life."

"Tnd, that is, I have no chance, otherwise, how could I give you the position of team leader."

Liu Hai grinned with reddish eyes, raised his left hand in a salute, turned around and strode away.

"Stinky boy!"

Looking at the far away figure, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but cursed with a smile.

Since the imperial court issued the order for the military parade, Zhang Xuan, a small officer of the Shenji Battalion, was fortunately selected as the commander-in-chief of the military parade.

Originally, this position was not his turn. At such an important moment and such an important position, at least a general of Jianghuai's level was needed.

But the imperial court made a selection and found that most of those who were eligible to participate did not have time.

Zhang Fu, the chief of the general staff, not only had to deal with post-war affairs, but also accompanied the emperor to inspect the troops.

Li Hu, a veteran of the navy, suffers from rheumatism, let alone commanding a military parade, he struggles to walk.

Jianghuai wants to control several front armies in the west to prevent chaos at this important moment, and has no time to take up this position.

Originally wanted Liu Shenglai, but was rejected by Liu Sheng.

In the words of this guy.

He has accomplished a lifetime of glory, leave this opportunity to young people.

Zhu Zhangui saw that these people had discussed for a long time but there was no one to choose, so he directly made a decision on Zhang Xuan.

This little military officer, who was promoted by killing Yan Shenggong, never dreamed that he would be lucky enough to stand out from the crowd of big bosses and become the commander in chief of the military parade.

In order to live up to Zhu Zhangui's trust, this guy has been stationed in the barracks since he received the order, and goes down to the training troops every day, watching them personally for training.

After two months of training, today is finally the time to test the results.

"Commander Zhang, your majesty has already set off, let all the troops get ready."

A report from the Imperial City Guard rang through the intercom.

Zhang Xuan's expression froze, and he replied "Received", picked up the walkie-talkie and tuned to all channels.

"The parade square is listening to the order, and the countdown is half an hour."

The officers lined up on the parade ground quickly stood up after receiving the order, turned around and shouted at the soldiers resting cross-legged behind them.

"Half an hour countdown to get ready, those who want to go to the bathroom hurry up, and the others help teammates around them and organize their military equipment."

clap la la...

The order was conveyed, and the soldiers stood up as quickly as possible.

Those who wanted to go to the bathroom immediately handed over their guns to their companions and rushed to the toilet specially prepared for them in the distance.

Those who didn't have this idea were helping each other organize their military uniforms and equipment with their companions.

Time passed slowly, and the parade troops quickly formed a horizontal and vertical review square.

The officers also took the trouble to constantly shuttle and check among them, and if they encountered problems, they would reach out to help them sort them out.

Dang ding...

The court ceremony and music came from a distance, and the soldiers who had no expression in the face of the enemy's artillery barrage became a little nervous.

They will see the emperor soon.

That is the existence in the legend, the legendary emperor who is said to be miraculous.

There are countless folk legends about this emperor.

For example, this emperor is Emperor Ziwei who came to the world, who swept the world and unified Kyushu.

It is also said that this emperor is the reincarnation of an ancient sage.

Anyway, it is no problem to compile dozens of fairy tale novels with various theories.

The ceremony and music didn't last long, and it stopped soon.

Already in his seventies, the silver-haired Minister of Rites, Lu Xin, did not look like an old man at all, and strode forward to stand beside a row of speakers.

"All quiet!"

Lu Xin shouted, and the somewhat noisy scene fell silent in an instant.

The people watching the ceremony, according to the arrangement of entering the venue, stood in all directions, looking expectantly at the viewing platform in the distance.

Although the distance was a bit far, so that they couldn't see the face above them clearly, they still watched quietly like this.

"I declare that the victory parade has officially begun."

When the scene quieted down, Lu Xin raised his voice and loudly announced the start of the victory parade.

Taking a step back slightly, Lu Xin faced one direction.

"Shoot the salute!"

"Boom...Boom..."

The salute troops neatly lined up in the northeast corner immediately fired a salute to the sky after receiving the order.

A series of specially built salutes rang out to shock the sky.

Meanwhile, in the southern passage.

360 Five soldiers of honor, guarding the Sun and Moon Flag of Ming Dynasty, walked towards the flagpole in front of the viewing platform with standard steps.

At this moment, everyone stood up, even Xia Yuanji, who was a little inconvenient to move these two days, stubbornly stood on his crutches and asked his son next to him to help him up.

Looking at the sun and moon flag with gold letters on the red background, the old official gradually became a little dazed.

The scene in front of him made him seem to have returned to the day when the old man abdicated.

It was the same that day, but it's a pity that things are different.

The old man who once shook the world is no longer here.

And he, the Minister of the Household Department who was full of fighting spirit and devoted himself to saving money for the country, had only his last few breaths left.

"Your Majesty, have you seen our Daming today?"

When the Riyue flag came under the flagpole, Xia Yuanji, who came back to his senses, looked at the sky with his old dim eyes.

"All stand, play music and raise the flag!"

The passionate music spread throughout the world through microphone radio.

At this time, no matter where the people of Daming are, as long as they can hear this voice, they will stand upright in the direction of the capital and silently recite the battle song of the Ming Dynasty.

When the national anthem ended, many people could not recover for a long time.

While everyone was still immersed in the excitement just now, Zhu Zhangui and Zhang Fu, the chief of staff, had already arrived under the viewing platform and boarded the parade car.

The car moved forward slowly and stopped on the central axis in front of the ceremony platform.

A car also drove up from the opposite side, and standing in the car was Zhang Xuan, the commander-in-chief of the military parade.

"Qizou Your Majesty, the troops of the three armies have completed their formation, please review, and the commander-in-chief of the parade, Zhang Xuan, will report to you."

Looking at the thin middle-aged man in front of him, Zhu Zhangui nodded slightly with a serious expression.

"start!"

Zhu Zhangui started, and the military parade march sounded passionately.

Accompanied by the passionate military parade march, Zhu Zhangui held the handle of the car with his hand, looked seriously into the distance, and formed a long parade square.

The number of people in this military parade is not that many, only 13 people.

A minister once suggested that for such a grand ceremony, it would be better to have another military parade of one million legions.

But Zhu Zhangui refused.

In the past, it was possible to hold a large army parade because other troops could guard the borders of Ming Dynasty, and the National Defense Field Army could be temporarily dispatched.

But not now.

Although the war is over, the places are still not safe. Without the presence of troops, troubles may arise at any time.

It is also because of so many factors that Zhu Zhangui decided to select only some soldiers from each regiment to participate in the military parade, and the rest will continue to be stationed in various places to prevent those young people from jumping out.

"Da Ming military flag guards, salute!"

When the motorcade came to the first phalanx, the captain of the military flag guard pulled out his saber from his waist, and saluted the slowly approaching vehicles with the saber in hand.

"The Ming army is mighty!"

Zhu Zhangui raised his hand to signal, his gaze scanned every soldier's face as much as possible.

"Daming Wansheng!"

The soldiers shouted in unison, and even their voices became hoarse due to excitement.

"salute!"

The military flag guards passed by, and a special phalanx appeared in front of Zhu Zhangui and Zhang Fu who did not put down their hands in salute.

Seeing this phalanx, Zhu Zhangui stopped waving his hand slightly, returned a solemn military salute, and at the same time shouted loudly: "The Ming army is mighty!"

Seeing the emperor saluting them, the soldiers in this phalanx trembled with excitement, and even a few of them in wheelchairs struggled to stand up.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The eyes of the two sides kept watching each other until they reached the next phalanx, and Zhu Zhangui withdrew his hand and greeted the next legion.

"The Ming army is mighty!"

"Daming Wansheng!"

"The Ming army is mighty!"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The loud greetings and excited responses were transmitted to all parts of the world through the microphones placed on both sides of the road.

The soldiers stationed all over the world listened to the passionate military parade march from the loudspeakers and the shouts that shocked the sky, their eyes were full of envy.

Even many soldiers felt remorse in their hearts. If they had been more serious, they would have been the ones standing on the parade ground.

15 soldiers, plus tank equipment, formed more than 50 square formations.

Zhu Zhangui didn't have any impatience in his heart, facing every phalanx, he greeted the soldiers in the most perfect state.

He understood in his heart.

These soldiers are the most sensitive at this moment, even if there is anything wrong with his expression, the soldiers will feel flustered and uneasy.

Therefore, in order to stabilize the hearts of the soldiers, he must ensure that he is in the best condition throughout the process, and give the soldiers the most cordial and beautiful greetings.

Even for this greeting, there are only those four words: The Ming army is mighty!
When the last Founder's review was over, the parade car did not turn back, but turned around, ran across an airstrip, and came to the viewing platform.

This time, Zhu Zhangui did not speak.

According to the arrangement of the court, he has a lot of things to do today.

The military parade in the morning and the memorial service to the fallen soldiers in the afternoon are very tight schedules.

If he were to make a speech, he would miss the auspicious time set.

It doesn't matter if he talks less, but he can't delay the best time for the heroic souls of the fallen soldiers to go on the road.

As Zhu Zhangui and Zhang Fu returned to the viewing stand, the military parade march was repeated in an instant, and the passionate drums sounded quickly.

And the parade squares lined up on the side of the road also moved quickly to form a split pattern.

While the soldiers were adjusting their formation, a famous general threw colorful flags onto the parade passage in front of the viewing platform.

The king's captives, who were the best place to watch the ceremony, saw their own national flag thrown in the middle of the road, and looked at the parade square facing here in the distance, their faces were extremely ugly.

"Son, isn't this a bit too much?"

Looking at the joyous generals displaying the captured flags, Zhu Pangpang hesitated for a moment, feeling that this was too humiliating.

After all, they have defeated the opponent, so it would be too much to slap their mouths like this.

Zhu Zhangui smiled and waved at his father.

"Father, you don't understand."

"We defeated only their bodies, and this step is to completely destroy their souls."

"I will not only let them die physically, but I will also let their souls fly away."

Zhu Zhangui's harsh words made Zhu Pangpang frown.

However, just as he was about to persuade, Queen Mother Zhang who was standing aside stretched out her hand and tugged at him, glaring at him.

After looking at his wife at his son with a calm expression, and at the ministers and generals who didn't care, Zhu Pangpang sighed and sat back on his chair.

"Column start!"

When the flags of various countries are laid out and the troops to be paraded are ready.

Zhang Fu, the chief of the general staff, led the generals behind him and shouted in unison, ordering the start of the division.

The passionate drums sounded again, and the parade troops lined up marched forward with standard steps and neatly lined up.

"To the right, look."

The flag guard stepped into a line, and the leader of the team shouted loudly, and all the soldiers stepped forward in unison, took off the rifles on their shoulders, took off, stood up, and split the guns.

The shining bayonet hangs behind the teammates in front, stepping on the flags of the countries under their feet in strides, and passed the viewing platform in a uniform manner.

The captive kings of various countries, who were in the best position to watch the ceremony, saw the flag of the kingdom stepped on by the soldiers of Ming Dynasty, their hearts were ashamed, and their eyes were full of despair and anger.

"Wansheng, Wansheng..."

The hearts of the kings and captives of various countries were ashamed, but the people of Ming Dynasty cheered deafeningly when they saw this scene.

At the same time, great pride and pride rose in my heart.

This is their Great Ming, this is the Great Ming army that ignores all enemies, and this is their patron saint.

When the flag guards passed by, the people hadn't recovered from their excitement when the new phalanx came into their eyes.

The cheers stopped instantly.

Looking at this special phalanx, everyone fell into silence.

All the people above the viewing platform, under the leadership of Zhu Zhangui, soldiers saluted, civilian officials bowed their hands, and women saluted with blessings.

This is a respect for these people, but also a thank you to them.

This phalanx is composed of countless disabled soldiers, some of them are supported by people around them, and some of them are pushed in wheelchairs.

Although they are physically disabled, their spirits are extraordinarily excited.

All of them held their chests up and raised their heads, their eyes were reddish with hot tears, and they stared closely at the people saluting on the viewing platform.

No words, no explanations, everything was left unsaid.

This was specially arranged by Zhu Zhangui.

He didn't know what he thought in his previous life, there was no such similar military parade.

But he never allowed that in the Ming Dynasty, these soldiers who shed blood and sacrificed for the country could not be present at this most important time.

Even in order for everyone to remember these people, Zhu Zhangui arranged them in the first place behind the flag square.

This position was bought by them with their blood and lives, and no one can shake it.

When this special phalanx passed, the excited atmosphere returned to the scene again.

Whenever a phalanx strides forward with pride, the people will cheer excitedly.

And when the Chariot Legion appeared, it pushed the atmosphere to its peak.

The voices of the people were all hoarse, but looking at the mighty and domineering chariot, they still shouted desperately.

"Buzzing buzzing..."

As the chariot legion passed, there was a sudden roar in the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw hundreds of fighters lined up in the east direction, roaring past the parade ground quickly.

Looking at the dazzling sun and moon flags on the wings of the plane, and the steel light reflected by the sunlight.

There was a moment of stagnation at the scene, and then screams pierced the sky.

"Ming Wansheng, Wansheng, Wansheng!"

ps: No surprises, tomorrow should be the last one, some things will not be said today, and a separate one will be posted tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)