"Stand upright!" The next day, as soon as the sun shone on the highest flagpole of the Irlanhill Palace, a majestic shout echoed in the palace square.

The tall officer drew the saber at his waist, put it up in front of his face, and continued to sing with his chin held high and without squinting: "Flag-raising ceremony!" Start now! ”

"Long live Iran Hill!" The flag guards who were already lined up and waiting in front of the flagpole carried Mauser 98K rifles, and the chrome-plated military spurs of the honor guard on the muzzle of the guns shone sharply in the rising morning sun.

At the shout, the flag keeper in front of the flagpole shook off the huge black royal flag, and the golden eagle spread its wings in the wind.

"Banner of King Iran Hill...... Never fall! The gods are always with Your Majesty! We are victorious, bathed in supreme glory; We win because we fight the enemy; For the sake of the country, go to the battlefield; Banner of King Iran Hill...... Never fall! Countless men sang majestic songs together, and the national flag fluttered upwards little by little in the song.

Eventually, the magnificent music came to an abrupt end, and the flag was raised to the top of the flagpole at the same second.

"National Day! Start now! Standing on the viewing platform at the main entrance, Imperial Prime Minister Deser stood in front of seven huge microphones and solemnly announced to the hundreds of thousands of people watching the ceremony in front of him: "Long live Iran Hill!" ”

"My Emperor! Long live His Majesty Iran Hill Chris! Countless men and women in front of them waved the flowers in their hands, threw the petals in their palms, and shouted in the most pious voice: "My emperor! Long live His Majesty Iran Hill Chris! ”

"Respectfully Your Majesty the Emperor! You are the sun of Irlanhill, shining over the whole country! We are proud of you, we are proud of you! Desel looked down at the countless crowds in front of him, and sang word by word the greatest emperor of the empire, His Majesty.

And in the palace behind him, at the entrance of Chris's dormitory, the chief of the Imperial General Staff stood on the side of Chris's door, stood upright, saluted, raised his chin and shouted: "The ceremony has officially begun, please move to the rostrum." ”

Two newly-dressed guards reached out and pushed open Chris's door, and Chris, dressed in a dress, walked out of the door: "Let's go!" ”

Behind him, the imperial princess Vivien, who wore the traditional costume of the Magician's celebration, Jessica, who wore the traditional costume of the dignified Iran Hill, and Capeluna, who wore a military uniform, walked side by side, these four are the royal family of Iran Hill in the traditional sense.

Stepping on the roaring red carpet, Chris's black leather boots were shiny. He walked forward step by step, and each time he passed a pair of guards on either side, they stood in salute with their steel spears in their guns held high.

He walked slowly forward until he reached the end of the corridor. The most expensive royal car in the empire was waiting here, and the doors had been opened by Luther the butler.

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At the same time, putting down the wrist with the watch, the officer at the gate of the barracks outside the city nodded slightly to the three subordinates in front of him, and commanded: "The time has come!" Participate in the parade of troops! ”

Originally, the troops for the parade did not need to be stationed outside the city. But this time the number of people in the parade exceeded 100,000, so it was impossible to place so many soldiers in the city.

Therefore, these soldiers were stationed outside the city, marched through the city according to the estimated time of the parade, and were personally inspected by His Majesty the Emperor.

The three men who heard the order raised their flare guns at the same time and pulled the trigger at the sky.

“！ …… Syllable! Three flares of different colors pierced the sky, and then the quiet barracks boiled.

"Walk in unison...... Walk! The commander of the first infantry phalanx gave the order neatly, and the entire phalanx behind him began to move forward.

Heavy leather boots made a crisp sound when they stepped on the stone pavement of the school grounds. One by one. With the sound of heavy footsteps, the dense bayonets shook slightly, as neatly as a person moving forward.

The second phalanx followed suit and began to move forward, and this unit was not equipped with the same weapons as the first force. They are more modern, more equipped, and more like heavily armed combat units.

"Long live our emperor! Advance! I don't know how much time has passed, but the short but strong dwarven commander shouted out the order to move forward in the phalanx. His beard shook violently as he shouted, and as he shouted, the dwarven infantry, dressed in heavy armor and like a phalanx of low tanks, began to move.

These dwarves are holding large-caliber grenade launchers, carrying hammers of uniform length and size behind their backs, and their movements are neat and strong, and they are a well-trained and terrifying army.

"Long live my Emperor Chris!" The elven mage in helmet and armor shouted loudly with the sword at his waist, he had sworn allegiance to Irlanhill, and was a true warrior of Irlanhill.

With his shout, the neat phalanx of elven magic archers also began to move forward, although there were not as many people as the dwarves, but the gorgeous armor that resembled the top equipment in computer games was still enough to attract the audience's attention.

As soon as they unleash their magic slightly, the patterns on these armors will light up. Compared to the magic armor worn by the soldiers of the Magic Empire before, the armor on the elves is ten times more gorgeous?

"Whew!" A huge battle flag was unfurled in the wind, and the drivers had just climbed into their tanks in a phalanx of Type 99 main battle tanks parked in a phalanx. They bared half of their bodies, their chins held high, waiting for the order to go.

"Start the engine! Your Majesty is waiting to see us! The commander of the armored forces stood on the turret of the tank with his helmet in his arms and shouted to the officers and soldiers in front of him: "Long live the 201st Panzer Division!" ”

"Hooray!" Tony, who was half exposed at the captain's hatch, was full of energy and let out his loudest shout. He could feel the vehicle tremble slightly under his feet, and he could feel how powerful the new tank really was.

As a meritorious unit, the 201 Armored Division was transferred back from the battlefield to receive its own new weapons and equipment, and at the same time participated in the National Day parade.

This unit is now one of the best elite divisions in the Empire, it swept through the southern regions, fought against the demons continuously, and with the strength of one division, annihilated 50,000 demon troops, and won 37 battles.

With such an impressive record, the 201st Division received the nickname "Demon". Meaning, the 201st Division is a terrorist unit that is even more demonic than the devil.

Thus, the famous devil master was born! And the side of the tank turret of this army is really sprayed with a devil pattern with teeth and claws, which looks even more majestic.

"Chariot troops follow up! Slower it! It's 39 seconds faster than expected! Hold it down! A jeep braked sharply in front of the tank unit, and the officer on the car commanded loudly with a stopwatch.

Farther away, the trucks had already started their engines, and the entire school yard was filled with the roar of engines.

"The Air Force is ready to go! It's still under control overall! Everything went according to plan! Inside the integrated headquarters, a major grabbed the phone and confirmed loudly.

Beside him, another officer was roaring hysterically: "Let the troops slow down!" Slow down! It's moving so fast, it's already 39 seconds ahead! Do you want Your Majesty's speech? ”

"Hello? Feed! Good! I know! The officer at the head put down the walkie-talkie, looked at his subordinates, and said with a sigh of relief: "Your Majesty has arrived at the rostrum, and the speech will begin ...... soon."

"Don't mess around! Everything is still under control......" He stabilized his mood and continued to speak: "Let the front-line commander press the speed of the troops as much as possible, and strive to press the speed back to the planned standard time!" The follow-up troops slowed down. ”

"It's already being done...... However, maybe His Majesty's speech time is really not enough. Another officer bowed his head in frustration and reported: "The flag guard has marched to the vicinity of the square, the march is too long, we really can't ...... it"

"Let the troops stand still?" An officer suggested.

"No! There were crowds of visitors on both sides of the road, and everyone knew that there was a problem with our timing......" The officer headed by the officer depressedly rejected the suggestion.

And in the meantime, Chris is already in his place. He saw the parade troops on one side of the square that were already preparing to enter, and he also saw the countless civilians waiting for the parade in front of him.

So he calmly walked to the microphone and said with a smile: "Subjects, Iran Hill is the great kingdom that you have built together! You gave everything for it, so it's your empire too! Long live Iran Hill! ”

"Your Majesty didn't use the script of his speech." Desser, who was standing behind Chris, lowered his voice and asked Defense Minister Castena next to him: "Why did the troops enter the field earlier?" ”

"They are all combat units, and they are not trained for military parades...... There is no way, His Majesty asked for the use of actual combat troops, what can I do. Kastner grumbled with a frown.

This is Chris's decision, not one that he, as a defense minister, can question. His Majesty the Emperor has always been reluctant to use the honor guard for military parades, but insisted on using actual combat troops, which is also a matter of no choice.

After a tsunami of "Long live Irlanhill", Chris pressed down with his hand and continued: "Every one of us knows that Irlanhill has risen, it is incomparably powerful, it transcends all history!" You are also witnesses of this age! You are also the masters of this era! ”

"Now, I declare...... The parade begins! Chris raised his arm and gave a military salute to the first troop to pass by the rostrum.

"Your Majesty the Emperor! Banzai! The phalanx of troops carrying steel spears changed their pace and responded to His Majesty's military salute with neat steps.