The cavalry regiment led the team with Chengtai, not the famous Tan Shaoguang, which made Xianfeng very uncomfortable. Later, when Bo Ritu and Ji Ying were read, Xianfeng didn't mention his spirit much. Although Xishou has been working the side, Xianfeng's mind is no longer here, and he can't see it. After the two parts were finished, Xianfeng thought that the split was over, but there were more than 100 people behind him.

"What does that mean!"

Xianfeng couldn't understand it anymore, and the later gang of people didn't have a majestic step, and their military uniforms were somewhat untidy, and they were all injured. The better ones were bandages wrapped around their heads, almost hanging their arms on crutches, and the worst ones were simply carried up on stretchers.

"Long live the lord, it is inevitable that our troops will be injured in a hundred battles, these brothers are disabled, and they will be disarmed and returned to the field after recovering from their injuries in the camp. Although today is not their last day as soldiers, it is their last time. can accept the review of the Long Live Lord, he is the most glorious person in the army, and the marshal can't bear that they miss Guan Rong. Therefore, the handsome ordered the servants to ask for their sins and begged the Lord to reward them with a grace to be read! ”

Xi Shou said emotionally, tears couldn't stop falling, and there were also people from his baggage camp below. Although Xishou is slippery and greedy for money, he is also a flesh-and-blood person, and he can't give up the friendship formed on the battlefield.

Xianfeng didn't say anything, but stood up and limped to the viewing platform. The emperor's way of getting up to watch the ceremony gave these wounded soldiers the last dignity as a soldier.

After the wounded squad passed, the column paused for a while, and all the subordinate troops who had passed before changed their clothes and returned to the place where they had started. The eight-star sun-holding flag and the imperial battle flag on behalf of Goxinga all fought, the blue military uniform was gone, and a white cloud suddenly appeared on the parade field. Guo Xing'a, who had just retreated to the second line, appeared again with a heavy filial piety, holding the divine seat of Huiyang in his hand, and more than a thousand soldiers behind him, also holding a spirit card in his hand. The poignant suona sounded, and the positive step turned into a slow mourning step, Guo Xing'a personally led the team and slowly walked to the front of the viewing platform.

"The eleventh leader of the original Gu'an garrison eight banners with blue flags, since Xianfeng set out to fight in Jiangnan in the ninth year, seventy-three battles of all sizes, since the leader Huiyang and below, a total of 1,327 soldiers were killed. The heroic spirit is not far away, please review it with His Majesty the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty! ”

The team stopped facing the viewing platform, Guo Xing'a turned all his body and stood upright, raised the spiritual seat in his hand high, and Guo Xing'a roared out with a crying voice. He is not Hui Yang, who is distressed and has almost no impression, he is a nearly thousand brothers who are reluctant to die in front of his horse.

"Loyal souls go all the way!" Xianfeng didn't blame Guo Xing'a for suddenly being so unlucky, but was very cooperative, and bowed to the troops in filial piety clothes and the dense spirit cards.

"Loyal martyrs through the ages!" Xianfeng gave up, of course the ministers who followed him knelt down, the dead are the greatest, and they will not suffer a loss if they kneel, not to mention that Su Shun, who took the lead, was in tears.

As the last group of Guoxinga walked through the viewing platform, the separation ceremony was officially completed. Xianfeng stood on the viewing platform again and came to a hadith in a crepe, but even Guo Xing'a didn't understand it, and the soldiers couldn't understand it. However, Xianfeng's last sentence is very real, there is only one word, reward! Guo Xing'a was rewarded with a yellow coat and a pair of dazzling eyes, and the officers of all ranks were also honored, and the soldiers were rewarded with wine, meat, and silver.

Although the column is good-looking, Xianfeng is not satisfied, and he put forward a new requirement for Guo Xing'a, who has changed his clothes and returned to his side, and he wants to watch the exercises. The military appearance looks good, but Xianfeng also needs to look at the actual combat exercises, otherwise how to determine the combat strength of the troops. The emperor wanted to see it, but of course Guo Xinga had no way to refuse, so he immediately ordered all departments to start preparing for live-fire drills.

"Yun Xian! What do you mean by that strange flag? There doesn't seem to be such a flag in the marching order flag! When the various ministries were preparing, Xianfeng was not idle, and began to ask questions to Guoxing.

"Back to the master, because the foreign devils went to war, the slave designed this flag by himself, and then found someone to embroider it himself, which was not available in the ancient system." Guo Xing'a felt a little crooked, and Xianfeng's focus seemed to have a deep meaning.

"Why do you have to make flags alone to fight with foreign devils?" Xianfeng smiled on his face, but rubbed his two fingers hard in his sleeve.

"Back to the master, it's a slave ridiculous! The military flags of foreigners are relatively simple, Yingyi is a strip pattern of rice characters, Fayi is a red, white and blue pattern, our dragon flag of the Qing Dynasty is intricately embroidered, these guys are a little incomprehensible. The slave is a showy person, and he doesn't want the foreign devils to know who beat them, so he specially designed this flag that they can understand. The eight gold stars on the flag represent the eight banners of the Qing Dynasty, and the blank day represents the master, symbolizing that my eight banners will always support the master and protect the rivers and mountains of the Qing Dynasty. Because the slave was born with a blue flag, he used a red Yingluo on a blue background. The name of this flag, which was raised by the minions, is called an eight-star holding the sun flag. Guo Xing'a was really prepared that one day Xianfeng would ask, so when the eight stars held the sun flag design, there was an explanation that Xianfeng could accept.

"It's rare that you have a loyal heart, and you still think about me everywhere when you make a flag!" Xianfeng felt a little more comfortable, but he was still unhappy that Guo Xing'a made his own decisions and changed the banner of the ministry without permission.

"The slave always keeps the master in his heart!" Guo Xing'a felt that his plan to play He Shen was about to collapse, and Xianfeng's reaction always made him feel weird.

"Which uniforms did you make yourself?" Xianfeng pointed to the troops directly under his command and the main battalions of each regiment.

"Back to the master, it was also made by the slave, and I paid some foreign devils' fabrics and did it indiscriminately. The boys rushed to wear the military uniforms given by the emperor, and the minions had to let their direct troops and one of the regiments wear daily cold clothes! "The clothes still have a lot of clear elements, and Guo Xinga didn't think much about it.

"It's my negligence, I didn't have enough clothes!" Xianfeng laughed.

"The slave is guilty, the master's reward is already very rich, and the slave has no way to dispatch it!" Guo Xing'a didn't want Xianfeng's clothes at all, these clothes with wide robes and big sleeves were not practical at all, and they had to be changed later, which was too troublesome.

"It's just small talk, don't be so restrained all the time!" Xianfeng picked up Guo Xing'a with his own hands, and his eyes stayed on Guo Xing'a's tweed military uniform for a long time, just now these tweed military uniforms were all walking in front of the imperial military uniform.

The two talked for a while, Xianfeng asked Guoxinga about the Gu'an army, Guoxing'a talked nonsense casually, Xianfeng didn't hear the reason except that Guoxing'a and Fengsheng'a and Hatan's two subordinates stayed in Gu'an. After a while, the drill was ready, and Bi Yuntao sent someone to ask if it would start.

"I'm going to see what's going on!" Xianfeng was very interested in seeing how the Gu'an army fought up close.

"Master, no! All departments have been issued with live ammunition, and it is not safe for the master to be too close! Guo Xing'a hurriedly stopped Xianfeng.

"What? Do you still have thieves under your command who want to assassinate the king? Xianfeng made a pun, and the name Tan Shaoguang flashed in his mind just now.

"Master......" Guo Xing'a didn't say much, knelt on the ground, and pretended to be a sculpture.

"Just kidding! What are you doing here, get up! Your command, I still have something to worry about. Tell me why you can't go and see it! Xianfeng seems to be really joking.

"Master Qiqi, firearms are no better than bows and arrows, knives and guns, this thing is dangerous. Most of the guns under the command of the minions are seized, and the quality of the minions is uncertain, and after the guns are loaded, there is a possibility of exploding at any time. Once an explosion occurs, the power is huge, and the fragments flying sideways cannot be protected at all. Although there are few explosions under the command of the minions, the master is a golden body, and this one-ten-thousandth risk cannot be risked! Guo Xing'a hurriedly explained that he understood, he always felt that Xianfeng had a thorn in his words today.

"Leave it up to you!" Xianfeng was really a little weak-hearted, and honestly sat back on the dragon chair.

Because the venue is limited, the topic of the exercise is also very simple, and the position defense and counterattack of the enemy troops charging in formation are already so simple that it means a bit of cheating. For such a simple topic, all ministries also understand that it is to fool the emperor, so the degree of enthusiasm is limited. Bi Yuntao, Tan Shaoguang, and Ji Ying each sent out a battalion, lazily prepared for defense in the trenches, and then the opening of the artillery battalion.

The target position is more than 1,000 scarecrows that the infantry usually practice bayonets, and the artillery did not dare to use Armstrong heavy artillery, * and other big killing weapons, if they blow up all the straw men with one shot, the brother troops behind will not be able to perform. Kong Zhen looked at the row of scarecrows, and his heart was already extremely tired. This thing can be held up by the infantry with bayonet bullets more than a dozen times, but he pulls the cannon out casually in his hand, and it is a hammer deal. After a shot, there will be a little dust left.

"Camp, the six-pounder shells of the Armstrong field gun, and a few original shells of foreign devils, that thing is less powerful, why don't you try it!" Bian Changdi drew for a long time, whether it was a Napoleon cannon or a general Weiyuan, as long as they used high-explosive shells, these scarecrows could not withstand it.

"Come on! It's all blown up, and it's no wonder Lao Tzu. This is the target position arranged by the infantry themselves, they are too dense, what can Lao Tzu do! "Kong Zhen is also a dead horse as a live horse doctor, let's take a look first! You can't let the emperor wait all the time.

Xianfeng raised his telescope when the cannon rang out, but when the cannonball exploded, his telescope fell to the ground. Xianfeng never thought that Guoxing's artillery would have such a huge power, only five cannons, and half of the thousands of grass people were blown up.

Liu Ruyi picked up the binoculars for Xianfeng, and when Xianfeng wanted to take another look, the two cavalry forces of Mu Shun and Bo Ritu had already rushed up from the left and right flanks. The wall-like cavalry brandished the sabre in their hands, and most of the remaining straw men were headless in the grass clippings.

"Bang...... ......"After the cavalry went around the shooting range, the infantry's guns rang out like popping beans, and the rain of bullets smashed the remaining straw men to pieces.

"Long live my emperor!" Acton jumped out of the trench and shouted hooray, and the trumpeters blew their trumpets.

"Hooray!"

The infantry all jumped out of the trenches at the sound of the trumpet, and rushed to the scattered fish with bayonets, and finally all the straw men turned into grass clippings.

"Yun Xian's department is indeed the strongest army in my Qing Dynasty! It's truly powerful! Xianfeng clapped his hands again and again, obviously very satisfied.

In the humility of Guo Xing'a and the compliments of the ministers, the military parade finally came to an end, Xianfeng took Guo Xing'a's hand very affectionately and slowly walked out of the camp.

"Bring back the ministries, and then disband!" Seeing Xianfeng's car gradually moving away, Guo Xing'a gave the order to disband.

"Turn right and walk in unison! Unity is strength, prepare, sing! "The divisions, according to their own habits, began to sing the army and walked back to their camps.

"Unity is strength, this strength is iron, this strength is steel, harder than iron and stronger than steel, fire at disobedience, let all hostile forces die, think of hope towards glory......" The soldier sang the lyrics of Goxinga's crooked words.

The song fluttered far away, but Xianfeng in the dragon chariot clenched his fists.