Above this city tower, except for their number sounds, only neat footsteps can be heard. This pace seems to have a hypnotic effect. It makes every Chenzhou people in the area dizzy. This military queue display that was thousands of years ahead of schedule shocked everyone not to dare to breathe loudly.

The military parade was a kind of radiant force, a kind of power, a kind of deterrence, a kind of display, and a kind of oppression. Even if the knowledgeable later generations saw a team of infantry parade composed of more than 10,000 people, they would be excited, let alone the people of Chenzhou a thousand years ago.

The cavalry brigade in front brings desolate, tragic, and simplicity to the people of Chenzhou. Then the infantry brigade in the back brings shock, excitement, and encouragement to the people of Chenzhou. Such an army is a truly strong army, a army that is a battle-ridden army, and an invincible force.

Such a large army is marching, and there is a strange beauty. This beauty is absolutely unfamiliar to people of this era. It is slightly closer to the killing machine of the modern army. Duan Mingyu's years of modern militarization training is naturally far from comparable to later generations. However, it has its own scale and the cultivation of military temperament. This set of military training methods has traveled thousands of years and brought to the present. It has suddenly shocked a group of ancient people.

Modern military machines have a strange aesthetic significance. Otherwise, how could they indulge so many people in later generations and become military fans or puppet military fans. So many artists rush their adrenal hormones, praise them, and completely forget how terrifying it is once this military machine starts to move.

The display of the two states under Duan Mingyu's army was immediately intimidating. In this era, with the singing, the sound of horse hooves and the sound of neat footsteps, the entire army had more than 100,000 people, with neat steps, dragging a long queue, constantly moving forward, passing through the inner city, walking onto the north and south avenues, crossing the long bridge, passing the city tower, and passing along the way. The originally noisy Chenzhou City became quiet one after another.

The people on both sides of the road either bowed down or were dumbfounded. Those idle men forgot to talk and move around, and were stunned. The singing female prostitutes in the river under the bridge along the way. They forgot to laugh sweetly, and forgot to whisper in a low voice. They subconsciously got together and stared at everything in front of them. Every girl was oppressed by this strong male aura and got goosebumps layer after layer.

The Seventh Prince was on the city tower. Seeing this lineup, he stroked his beard and looked at Duan Mingyu's tall figure. He couldn't help but sigh: "I have a deep understanding of military affairs. A great genius... I can use it for help. As long as I pull him, I may be rewarded a hundred times more. If there is such a powerful soldier, I have to worry about the uncertainty of the world. I am saved by the Tang Dynasty..."

Duan Mingyu was just riding on the horse and feeling all kinds of gazes. At this moment, he still felt a dazed and unrealistic feeling in his heart. At this moment, there was a heat surging in his heart. Although he had not yet arrived in Chang'an and saw the real upper class in this world, he did not stand in front of a noble man and did not complete the military parade. But he could already feel the shock of everyone. This raging fire had already caused a great touch to the upper class of the Seventh Prince. The world is not the benefit of military revolution. It is not enough to calm down, be indulge in luxury, and will only go to the abyss of destruction. In the end, I ruined my five thousand years of Han civilization. Duan Mingyu felt that everything he prepared and everything he planned, at least when he stepped into this land where his ancestors survived for generations, he had already succeeded. The strength of the world's army was Duan's. Li Keyong Hedong Army, Qin Zongquan Caizhou Army, Zhu Wenxuanwu Army, Yang Xingmi's Black Cloud City, and Khitan Dogs. They all died for this top scholar.

The Seventh Prince Li Jie was also a little unable to sit still on the tiger skin throne at this time. The artist Prince felt delicate and sensitive, naturally passing through many old bureaucrats around him. The majestic, stern and desolate atmosphere brought by Duan Mingyu, the entire army general, could also feel it.

Thinking of this, the Seventh Prince Li Jie could no longer sit still. He actually stood up and paced back and forth before the throne. His eyes were just looking at the whole army on the way down. His face was full of excitement. A thought came to my mind. Brother Duan. Let's look at the future. We will join you in our arms to win this Tianqing.

On the city tower, below Li Jie, including his counselor group, and the people close to him seemed to be pushed by the feeling that came towards him. They couldn't help but leaned back slightly. Everyone's expression and attitude subconsciously became solemn.

Behind them were the brigades of soldiers wearing armor. In each battalion, nearly three hundred war horses were the same. The wounds on the armor were still fresh. The bloodstained on the battle robe behind them seemed to have just come down from the battlefield where the death was alive. One by one, one square formation after another spread out behind the knights wearing battle robes. Each square formation was in place. The leading generals shouted a low and brief shout, like a spear in the forest and a flag covering the sun. At the same time, they were hung neatly and saluted to the seventh prince Li Jie.

The Seventh Prince was the imperial envoy. He was the Grand Marshal of the World. He was patrolling the emperor on behalf of the emperor. He saw him as if he saw the emperor. He was standing with one square after another. The neat and undulating steel waves seemed to have a hypnotic magic, which made everyone's heart tight. At this moment, everyone was on this city tower. Everyone didn't even dare to breathe heavily, for fear of disturbing the silent steel jungle under the city tower, which seemed to have life. What is the Majesty of the Hundred Battles? This is the Majesty of the Hundred Battles. The murderous aura is strong but quiet and solemn. The orders are obeyed. Although thousands of people are like one person.

The army division model trained through modern methods was shown a thousand years ago. It really had the greatest shocking force.

Behind them, a large group of infantry soldiers advanced one by one, and entered the wide street. They changed their pace. They raised their legs high, dropped their feet heavy, and their upper bodies were always straight. This infantry demarcation style looked more spectacular and shocking than the cavalry. The stance of marching forward and falling heavily seemed to hit people's hearts every stroke. Infantry demarcation style was originally simply to use people to create a rolling forward and invincible momentum. It was already a manifestation of the human queue to reach the extreme. It was displayed at this moment. How can the important officials of the Tang Dynasty above the city tower be dazzled?
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