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Although the Navy Division is different from the Army, it is both a matter of training, and after all, it is the same way, and it is naturally impossible to go on the field to lead the troops, but the eyesight must be there.

But if people don't talk about it, Brother Tuesday naturally won't mention it.

Several people were in high spirits, and they were all full of hope for this crusade.

At the same time, after the parade, the scene returned to calm.

At this time, the court's civil and military officers and a group of guests walked to Zhu Cihong's stage.

Everyone stood still, one by one, and then there was silence. This was the beginning of the pre-war mobilization.

Surprisingly, Zhu Cihong threw down a teleprompter in his hand. Above, the classical Chinese of the Confession was abandoned by Zhu Cihong. Zhu Cihong turned his back to his hands on a whim and looked at everyone present: "Today is the first day of September in the 277th year of the Ming Dynasty. I stand here to hold a ceremony for the upcoming Eastern Crusade Army. This is a grand day, and it will surely be a glorious moment that will forever be recorded in the annals of history. For this reason, the talented people in the court prepared a speech for me, and I read it and thought it was very good. However, when I stood on the Temple of Heaven today, I couldn't help but want to say more. In this way, I can say a few more sincere nonsense. ”

The atmosphere in the venue was relaxed, and everyone chuckled slightly. Although Zhu Cihong's witty words were a little out of place in such a solemn scene, such reckless words resonated, and made everyone lift their minds and wait for Zhu Cihong's speech.

Zhu Cihong stood on the high platform, looked left and right, took a deep breath, and said: "Two hundred and seventy-seven years ago, a great Han man, standing on the land of Haozhou, watched in despair as his father, eldest brother and mother died one after another under the tragic locust plague and plague in spring. At this time, he didn't even have a thin coffin, and he didn't even have land to bury him, so he could only wrap the bodies of his relatives in rags and bury them hastily. He buried the death of his loved ones, and at that time, no one would have thought that he was about to bury a decaying and depraved empire - Yuan. ”

The audience was silent and silent, but anyone who knows some history knows that this is about Emperor Taizu.

"In the end, under the sacrifices of countless martyrs, a new empire emerged to replace the decaying and degenerate empire, and that was my Daming. A country that belongs to the Han people, belongs to the people who admire China in the world, and are willing to be the sons and daughters of China. The emergence of the Ming Dynasty is like a lighthouse that ignites the flame of hope in the darkness for millions of Han people who are scorched in the bitter sea of slavery, like the morning light that pierces the deep twilight and illuminates everyone's hope for the future. From now on, no nation, not a single collective, can kill our proud nation at will. Divide the living beings on our sacred land into four ethnic groups. Let an alien be free to kill at will, and the punishment is nothing but a sheep! There is no other nation that can oppress us and let our three families share a pair of scissors! ”

"What a great feat that is. With sweat and blood, after a hundred years of humiliation, countless heroes of our founding country recovered Jiangnan that had been lost for decades, North China, which had been lost for a hundred years, and Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures, which had been lost for hundreds of years. Once again, let our Han warriors be able to prestige the Yumen Pass and roar outside the Yumen Pass. Zhu Cihong recalled, his eyes were misty, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten, it was a kind of excitement and heartfelt emotion.

In the audience, everyone listened and couldn't help but be fascinated.

Under Zhu Cihong's stirring words, everyone not only remembered the history of the founding of the country.

Just like modern China, which has a history of humiliation that has lasted for more than 100 years.

For the Yuan Dynasty before the Ming Dynasty, the perception of all Han people will definitely not be much better. It was a history of humiliation, and even more so of despair. With the passage of time, the humiliation of the past has begun to fade, however, history will remember all this. He will be silently placed there, warning future generations.

"And yet!" Zhu Cihong suddenly raised his voice, clenched his fist in his hand, and said fiercely: "However, two hundred and seventy-seven years later, we suddenly look back, only to find that we still have to endure the humiliation from other races for two hundred years. From the change of Tumubao to the raid of the Japanese invaders, from the Hongmaoyi people on the southeast coast to the Jiannu in the northeast Linhai Snow Plain. They coveted the rich Ming Dynasty, their eyes were red, they drew their guns, and they set up cannons, wanting to bite and kick our proud country, a great country that has swept away the humiliating history of the Han people for a hundred years. They are going to take our land, kill our people, rob our wealth, our wives and daughters! Then, we trampled our compatriots under our feet and spit: You inferior people who deserve to be enslaved! ”

"Never tolerate!" Suddenly, off the stage, Li Banghua got up heavily and rushed to the crown angrily.

Behind him, Yang Wenyue, Ni Yuanlu, Hu Dawei, Ning Wei and other civil and military generals shouted in unison.

"Never tolerate!" It was the screams and shouts from countless Ming warriors, their eyes were firm, revealing unyielding fierceness.

"Never tolerate!"

Offstage, more and more of the audience stood up, they chanted and shouted loudly. As if enchanted, it seems to recall countless past events.

Behind the Seventh Master, at some point, Brother Ying squatted in a low voice, whimpering in a low voice.

Such an abnormality is conspicuous, but the seventh master, who knows the inside story, sighed and explained to the people around him, relieved. He said in a low voice: "Brother Ying'er originally had a younger sister, but that year Sichuan suffered a disaster and couldn't survive, so he went to Yingtian along the Yangtze River, and then transported to Tianjin along the Cao. But it's not a coincidence...... Bumped head-on into the Tartars and entered the customs, and the army went straight in, ruining Shandong and plundering Tianjin......"

"I was lucky enough to lie down in the pile of dead people and pretend to be dead and dodge. Outcome...... Outcome...... Just look at my sister's lower body covered with blood, look at me with wide eyes, look at the place where I pretend to be dead, and wait for my brother to save him. But...... I'm incompetent, brother, I'm useless...... I managed to hide by playing dead...... I...... I ......" tears welled up in Ying Ge'er's eyes.

Present, more people remembered those past like Brother Ying.

remembered that Jiannu entered the Kou again and again, and swept the northern land into white land.

In many cases, whether it is national integration or the first fame of the empire, it is a good term. However, it is difficult to see that behind these terms, there are countless blood and tears.

Especially Qing.

If the first sight of an empire requires the people of the old empire to be buried and killed to end the resistance, then it may be reasonable.

Only when the resisters are killed can the rule of the new empire be maintained.

But......

And what is the reason for the Qing Kingdom, which has almost won the world, to fall into a fierce war in the decades since it entered the customs?

Is it necessary to rule?

People who lost their land under the Qing people's horse racing ring don't think so, they just want to live. However, the Qing people did not give them this opportunity.

The people who resisted the shaving order with blood in Jiangyin City did not think so, they had their own beliefs, they had the inheritance of the sons and daughters of China, and they could accept the change of an emperor and a change of dynasty. But they could never accept a foreign race that would enslave their nation and force them to submit with a butcher's knife and a razor.

"It's all over...... Brother Tuesday patted Brother Ying'er on the shoulder and said slowly: "In this Daming Mountains and Rivers, there is no longer a Tartar who can be rampant." It's all gone......"

"yes...... It's over......" Zheng Sen muttered, his heart surging warmly, his heart surging, and his incomparably excited and enthusiastic words from His Majesty the Emperor. But is it really all in the past?

I'm afraid not.

Liaodong Tartar didn't look rampant for long, but in His Majesty the Emperor's words, he keenly grasped a key word...... Red-haired people......

At this moment, Zhu Cihong looked at everyone and said in a deep voice: "Today, two hundred and seventy-seven years later, we must face up to the humiliating reality that our country has not achieved complete self-reliance. Today, two hundred and seventy-seven years later, there are still compatriots of the same language and race living under the enslavement of a foreign race, wearing shackles, waiting day and night for the rescue of his compatriots. Two hundred and seventy-seven years later, there are still our compatriots whose lives are being oppressed. Now, two hundred and seventy-seven years later, we rejoice that this empire has been reborn after expelling aggression. There are still compatriots who live under the iron hooves of aliens outside the border, trembling, but they have never forgotten their homeland. ”

Offstage, Wu Qiaoer, who was next to Li Xiangjun, worked hard to write.

Her eyes were moist, and listening to Zhu Cihong's words, the story about Liaodong came to mind in her mind. As a top student at Beijing Normal University, he felt that his topic had been settled.

And this is the Liao people who were enslaved on the land of Liaodong.

"I am holding a ceremony at the Temple of Heaven today not to satisfy my personal desire to show off. I stand here, desperate to make this public and for everyone to know. When I read the history books and saw that Emperor Taizu rebelled, I realized that as the monarch of the empire, I had to fulfill the promise of the country when it was founded. When the Ming Empire was established, those brave, strong, fearless and dedicated founding heroes established this country, they must have wanted to establish a Han country where there was no more oppression and no more slavery. So the kingdom made a promise to every citizen of the empire: he promised that from now on no one would ever enslave the nation, and that the nation would never turn a blind eye to those who had been humiliated! We will use the sound of battle with swords to tell the world that no one can stop us from recovering our homeland, and no criminal collective, such as the Jianzhou regime, can stop our vengeful anger! ”

Zhu Cihong said, paused, and slowed down slightly. He looked off the stage.

By this time, the crowd of onlookers had become more and more. Zhu Cihong looked around, except for those who were invited to get close to the ceremony, the outer circle was even more crowded.

Those who heard the news listened to Zhu Cihong's words, and listened to the people around them whispering what Zhu Cihong had said before.

Those scholars worked hard to record not a single word of Zhu Cihong.

Those who weep when they reminisce about the tragic past.

Zhu Cihong felt a sense of mission, a sense of mission that will surely make this country strong in the world.

In later generations, countless people asked questions.

If there was no Qing Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty would still continue. So, what will the world look like?

No matter how heated the argument is.

But one day it won't change, and no matter what, it won't be worse than it used to be.

And now, Zhu Cihong is realizing this proposition.

He wants to let the Ming Dynasty stand again in the forest of world civilization. With his vengeful fury, he wanted to destroy the Manchus, a criminal regime that meant humiliation in modern history and the slaughter of tens of millions of people.

Only in this way can we comfort the people of the empire who died in vain under the iron hooves of the slave invasions again and again.

As the center of North China, the capital of the empire, a city that no invader will let go. Jingshi empathizes, if the scholars in Jiangnan can still talk about their hearts and minds leisurely and leisurely across the natural dangers.

Then, more people of Jingshi are the clearest to understand. When the iron hooves of Jiannu arrived, what a bloody and terrible it was.

That means the death of relatives and friends, and the destruction of homes.

If the skin does not have hair, will it be attached?

This point is so profound that the people of Jingshi have experienced.

Those soldiers of the empire are even clearer.

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

……

This time, there is no need for a single person to guide you. Countless people shouted from the bottom of their hearts.

For a while, in the entire Jingshi, you could hear the feat of 10,000 people drinking together.

In a few dark corners, some unidentified people looked at this scene and felt trembling all over their bodies. It was a fear, a fear of a powerful enemy.

Such fear, not only because of the strength of the enemy......

It is even more because the will of this enemy, like steel, would rather bend than bend, never give up.

"I still remember ......," Zhu Cihong muttered, "when I first read the text of the Northern Expedition of the Yuan Dynasty in Fengtian. At that time, I was huddled in a small house in the east of the city. Liaodong has just faced a huge defeat. After the Battle of Songjin, the last main force of the empire was burned. Inside and outside the gates, there are many defeats. I tried to get out of the palace to do something, but I was made difficult by a few nights, and I was deeply aware of the truth of this world. It was as if everything was dark, everything was hopeless, everything was ...... It's all irrevocable. ”

"Until I saw the deeds of Emperor Taizu and saw the words in "Fengtian Seeking the Northern Expedition of the Yuan". At that time, I had a dream. ”

"I dream that one day, this country will stand up again and no longer be bullied by any people."

"I dream that one day, on the land of Liaodong, we will see our compatriots again and reminisce about old friendships."

"I dream that one day, even in the farthest places in the far west, in the desert of civilization, when I hear about the Ming Dynasty of China, I will leisurely yearn for it."

"I dream of one day...... It can all be realized. Zhu Cihong said in a deep voice: "And today, we will really realize the beginning of all this." Gentlemen, do you still remember the words in "Fengtian Seeking the Northern Expedition of the Yuan Dynasty" that made everyone's blood boil? Please ask me to speak up! ”

"Exorcise the Hulu!"

"Restore China!"

"Ligang Chen Ji!"

"Relief for the people!"

First, I don't know which one of the scholars took the lead, and then, the voice of the unison became higher and higher, resounding in the sky.

Zhu Cihong burst into tears and shouted: "Go on the expedition!" (To be continued.) )