"The principal is here!"
The teaching ground immediately became quiet, and everyone stood upright with their heads held high.
Under the shouts and crowds, Zhao Hong rode his horse from afar. He dismounted when he reached the foot of the high platform and walked up to the high platform without stopping.
All the students looked at the high platform together.
Everyone present among the students knows that the principal is a master of poetry and poetry, and his articles are the best in the world. Now he is riding a horse, and he is also strong and powerful.
"Stand at attention! Take a break!"
Chief firearms instructor Tian Yi faced the students, shouted loudly, then turned around and stood solemnly.
"Report to the principal, the 600 graduates of the first phase of the martial arts hall and the 576 current students are all here. Please give the principal a lecture!"
"Return to the team!"
Zhao Hong nodded slightly.
"Yes, Principal!"
Tian Yi turned around and returned to his position.
Wei Liaoweng took a few steps forward, faced the students in the audience, and loudly spoke the opening speech.
"Dear students, today is the graduation ceremony for the first batch of 600 graduates from the Jinling Martial Arts Hall. On behalf of the principal and the Martial Arts Hall, I congratulate you on your graduation!"
Wei Liaoweng glanced at Zhao Hong, who was applauding with the students and smiling, and raised his voice.
"Next, please give a speech by Zhao Hong, the principal of the Jinling Martial Arts Lecture Hall and the Emperor of the Song Dynasty!"
Warm applause rang out, the students were excited, and many of them blushed.
"Dear students, on behalf of the entire Song Dynasty and all the subjects of the Song Dynasty, I congratulate you on your graduation!"
Amid the waves of applause, Zhao Hong began his speech.
"Students, after half a year of study, you are now a qualified officer. Please remember that the purpose of your study is four words: to protect your home and country. You must be loyal to your nation and dedicate yourself to your nation. Don’t be afraid of bloodshed or sacrifice. I hope you will keep in mind the school motto of Jiangwu Hall, sacrifice and dedicate yourself to the country and the people. For a strong country, for a strong nation, bleed, sacrifice, and dedicate!”
The thunderous applause lasted for a while, and after waiting for a while, Zhao Hong lowered his hands and calmed down the wave of cheers.
"Students, these are 30 swords, awarded to those students who train hard. As for those students who did not get the swords, they can only go to the battlefield and perform meritorious service!"
Zhao Hong signaled with his eyes, and Vice Principal Wei Liaoweng quickly came up with the roster.
"The sword teaching ceremony will be held below. Students whose names are called, please come to the stage to receive the sword!"
Wei Liaoweng pressed the roster and shouted loudly.
"Meng Gong, a student of the sixth class of the first phase of the Jiangwu Hall, comes on stage to receive the sword!"
In full view of everyone, Meng Gong went up to the high platform with his head held high and gave a standard military salute to Zhao Hong and others.
Although he was used to seeing scenes of fighting, being on a high platform, facing the emperor, principal and other important officials of the court, his heart beat faster involuntarily.
"Meng Gong, a student of the sixth class of the first phase of the Jiangwu Hall, trained hard, achieved excellent results, and graduated early. I am specially awarded this sword in the hope that you will not forget the national humiliation, kill the enemy and serve the country, and live up to the principal's trust and the country's trust!"
After Wei Liaowen finished reading, Zhao Hong took the opened box and handed it to Meng Gong.
"Students must serve the country with loyalty and live up to His Majesty and the Song Dynasty!"
Meng Gong knelt on one knee, took the sword with both hands, then stood up and stood beside the high platform.
"Cao Youwen, a student of the third class of the first phase of Jiangwu Hall, comes to the stage to receive the sword!"
Wei Liaoweng shouted loudly, and Cao Youwen followed him, showing another standard military salute.
"Cao You heard that the northwest border defense will be left to you. I still say the same thing: if you save the land and lose the people, you will lose both the people and the land; if you save the people and lose the land, you will save the people and the land."
Zhao Hong solemnly warned him, fearing that Cao You would die tragically like in history.
Cao You blushed upon hearing this, took the dagger and stepped aside.
"Yu Jie, a student of the first class of the Jiangwu Hall, comes to the stage to receive the sword!"
"Yu Jie, the land of Hanzhong is our barrier to the northwest of the Song Dynasty. There will definitely be a war in the future. You and Cao Youwen must help me build a strong fence for me!"
Zhao Hong also spoke with sincerity and sincere hope.
Whoever encounters the Mongolian cavalry will be finished!
In Zhao Hong's mind, a sentence from a later expert suddenly appeared.
The Song Dynasty with 70 million people could not defeat Mongolia with one million people. This is ridiculous in itself! Very sad!
In foreign wars before the Song Dynasty, the Central Plains Dynasty took the initiative. After Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin, the northern nomads took the initiative to attack the Central Plains dynasty. It has to be said that using culture to govern military affairs and the petty nature of the king made the Song Dynasty, whether it was the Northern Song Dynasty or the Southern Song Dynasty, castrated and had no possibility of winning.
One by one, the students came up to receive the sword, and then stood on the high platform. When the last student, Cao Erxiong, who taught the sword, came on the stage, 30 people stood in a row. Meng Gong, Cao Youwen, and Yu Jie were firmly in the middle position.
"Students who teach swordsmanship! Congratulations!"
Zhao Hong took the lead in applauding, and teachers, students, and ministers applauded together. The sword-teaching students accepted the long-lasting applause and heartfelt respect from everyone in the audience.
Xuan Zhen and Xue Ji applauded, their eyes facing each other and their eyes separated.
Such a grand sword-teaching ceremony is impressive and exciting. I am afraid that all the students on the stage and off the stage will never forget it.
The emperor had too many new tricks, but they all seemed to work, arousing people's boundless enthusiasm and hope.
After the sword awarding ceremony was completed, Zhao Hong looked solemn and shouted loudly.
"All students who graduated from the first batch of Jinling Martial Arts Hall, recite the oath with me!"
He also felt there was some red tape. However, such a scene seems to need to be exaggerated.
"I swear!"
Zhao Hong took the paper and raised his right fist. All the students raised their right fists together and read loudly.
"I swear to abide by the principal's belief in common struggle and the school's motto of sacrifice and obedience, follow the principal, complete the unification of the Song Dynasty, and restore the Three Capitals as soon as possible. I will not love money, I will not be afraid of death, and I will abide by the school motto. , I will never change my mind, I will die after death..."
After the students read it solemnly, they saluted and clapped together, and everyone's face turned red.
"Sing the school song!"
Amidst the solemn drum music, several female students took the lead in singing, but it was the school song "The Great Wall Will Never Fall" of the Jinling Martial Arts Hall.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”
The people of the country who have been sleeping for hundreds of years are gradually waking up
Open your eyes and look carefully. "
As soon as the female students spoke, Zhao Hong's chest hurt, his eyes became hot, and tears burst out of his eyes.
Why is the humiliation of those nations so painful?
Meat eaters enjoy all the glory and wealth, so why are countless poor people as humble as ants left to bear the pain caused by their incompetence and cowardice?
Yan Chun and others entered the martial arts hall accompanied by Wang Gang and others. They happened to pass by the teaching hall of the martial arts hall and saw Zhao Hong on the stage with tears in his eyes, blushing and singing along with the students.
"Get out of the way of blood and wave your hands.
Committed to national rejuvenation
How can we let our country be trampled upon again?
Everyone takes up the mission
………”
The students' singing was so loud that Yan Chun felt disappointed.
On the stage, Zhao Hong sang loudly and impassionedly, with a solemn and domineering face, as if he was a different person.
Is this still the smooth-tongued and wretched man in her memory?
The Great Wall will never fall, and the Yellow River will flow for thousands of miles!
It seems that the Song people have not completely let go of their deep-seated hatred for the Jin people.
Yan Chun's heart gradually became cold.
"Princess Wen, please come forward and introduce me to the Emperor of the Song Dynasty!"
Xixia envoy Luo Shichang was stunned and couldn't wait to rush after Yan Chun.
In this situation, the Song Dynasty is flourishing, which may be the last hope of the Xia Dynasty.
