2138 The shocking legion

Style: Historical Author: Pure heartWords: 2205Update Time: 24/01/11 23:59:34
Gladstone, who was sitting opposite Xiao Letian, looked at Dongfang Yuan calmly, but Xiao Letian didn't look him in the eyes and just kept admiring the people along the street and waving frequently to thank him.

"Does it belong to you? Such a noisy welcome ceremony..." Gladstone suddenly spoke.

Xiao Letian didn't look back and just said softly, "Does it belong to you? This glorious day that never sets..."

Everything was said in silence, and the two of them were practicing Tai Chi even if they had something to say. Gladstone is testing Xiao Letian, and Xiao Letian is not the situation.

The leader of the Liberal Party was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Xiao Letian to be so smart as to use his own spear to attack his own shield. The little taunt he just threw out was actually returned intact.

Gladstone joked that Xiao Letian was overtaken by Zai Chun, and was secretly teased by Benjamin.

Xiao Letian directly poked Gladstone's scar. This glory that never sets was not created by you, Gladstone. Although you really want to climb to the top, you haven't climbed to the top yet, right?

Don't laugh at anyone. If you want to cooperate, it's better to negotiate. This is Xiao Letian's subtext. It's obvious that Gladstone has understood it.

The leader of the Liberal Party coughed awkwardly, "I have to say something in advance. The schedule has been messed up. I'm afraid the speech you prepared before will not be used. Do you need me to contact the reporter for you?" "

"Thank you for your concern..." Xiao Letian smiled, "But you are wrong. My speeches are not useless. On the contrary, they play a big role!"

"Oh..." Gladstone was such a smart man. He immediately understood, "Is Emperor Tongzhi's speech your draft? Can you write it on behalf of the Qing Dynasty?"

Xiao Letian smiled bitterly and shook his head. "There is nothing to worry about this issue. No matter whose handwriting it is, at least it belongs to His Majesty now! I am very happy to see His Majesty mature so quickly..."

Of course Gladstone would not ask further. Politicians' conversations are always so confusing. You seem to understand a lot at the time, but when you look back, you find that the other party has not promised anything.

Just when Gladstone was about to seize the opportunity to have a frank talk with Xiao Letian, suddenly the movement outside attracted him.

It was very noisy outside the carriage. The citizens of London showed great enthusiasm for welcoming the Eastern envoys. There were dense crowds on both sides of the road, and it was a large area of ​​darkness. Any area where the carriage traveled could always be cheered by the people.

With cheers, applause, cheers and even sharp whistles, the entire welcome ceremony was as joyful as a carnival.

But in the midst of this commotion, there was an extremely strange atmosphere. Gladstone suddenly discovered that the crowd had a strange phenomenon of ice and fire.

In the area in front of the carriage, you can always hear the high-decibel welcome sound. People applaud, cheer, wave their arms, and are full of enthusiasm.

But after the team, when the carriage passed through the area, it was like a cold wind blowing, and the people strangely calmed down.

Dead silence can only be described as dead silence. Gladstone opened the window and looked outside, only to find that the people behind the team were completely shocked by the marching Chinese honor guard.

After the empty streets, thousands of horses and horses stood in silence. Everyone looked at the eight hundred honor guards brought by Xiao Letian with incredible eyes. The eight square formations were as neat as a knife and an ax, and they actually retreated neatly.

That's right, it wasn't human beings walking at all, but a square formation of a hundred people forming a political system as precise as machinery, pushing forward with the same rhythm.

Horizontal and vertical, and diagonal lines are also straight. This kind of military appearance can also be achieved by some elites in Europe, but who can guarantee that it can be uniform during the march?

The movement error between soldiers is completely less than one centimeter, which is almost negligible!

Between raising his legs and waving his hands, a hundred people are like one, and one person is like a hundred!

Boom boom boom... The street was filled with the monotonous and silent sound of leather boots hitting the stone slabs, and sparks flying from the brand new iron palms hitting the stone slabs. Eight hundred people actually marched to the same rhythm.

Boom... Four hundred left feet stepped on the ground in unison!

Boom... Four hundred right feet hit the stone slab uniformly!

Boom...Boom...Boom...The loud bang with magic hit the hearts of London citizens, and countless ladies were unable to breathe due to the iron blood rushing towards them.

The smell of men's iron blood rushed straight to their noses, everyone was secreting adrenaline, and countless people had layers of cold sweat on their backs, and even the hairs on their hair stood up in excitement.

This is a kind of awe of order and power in the human subconscious, which is completely irresistible!

"How...are your soldiers trained? God, how did you train them?" Gladstone exclaimed, and the certainty he had just now completely disappeared. At this moment, when he looked at Xiao Letian again, there was finally something in his eyes. A hint of awe.

Xiao Letian smiled faintly, "Sir, didn't you say that I have no chance to appear in public? Haha... Now look at my soldiers. Do you think that with their appearance, what kind of empty speeches should I prepare? ?"

"We came to the UK to show the British people what the real Chinese are like! This is who we are, and it has never changed for thousands of years..."

"Perhaps for a while, the pearl will be covered with dust, but the pearl will always be a pearl! Even after brushing off the dust, it will still shine brightly..."

Thousands of horses are silent! The citizens of London were completely shocked by the mighty military posture of the Chinese. At this moment, the European reporters also gave up chasing the carriages of the big shots, and focused their cameras on these elven-looking Eastern legions.

Chinese people are inherently different from Europeans in terms of stature. Europeans are as big and round as giant bears, while Chinese people have thin waists and round backs, like elves in legends.

This was like the reappearance of the legendary elven army. At that moment, all citizens thought that this army was not composed of humans. How could humans be so orderly and neat?

Every time he raised his feet, every time he waved his hand, they were all exactly the same. The difference in movements between hundreds of people could not be distinguished by the naked eye. At that moment, some people even rubbed their eyes desperately. He thought his eyes were double. .

The shock was only temporary. When the British people woke up from the shock, the only thing they could do was cheer.

"Long live! Iron Army... This is China's Iron Army!"

"It's amazing, I've never seen such a soldier..."

"It has broken my concept. Compared with them, our army is just a bunch of pigs!"

Applause came like a flood. Amidst the cheers, the eight hundred warriors who had been on the battlefield remained undisturbed at all. They had seen the big scene of thousands of troops fighting countless times. Who would care about such a small scene.

Countless soldiers in the team had no expressions on their faces and looked straight ahead. At that moment, they had reached a state where they had forgotten both things and me!

Moving forward, the military formation was like a steam engine spraying power, crushing away on the streets of London.