Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

Li Xin did not arrange too many queue training in the training, but at least he ensured that everyone basically mastered the essentials of going forward. Therefore, although the marching of these sergeants is not as neat as the military parades of later generations, they still have a little bit of energy, and they all seem to be vigorous.

From the perspective of a battle-tested veteran like Li Ji, the combat effectiveness of such a high-spirited team must not be underestimated. He couldn't help turning his head to look at Li Shimin and Li Jing. The three of them saw surprise and approval in each other's eyes.

Chen Xiao also quickly discovered the extraordinaryness of this team coming towards him, and his eyes gradually became serious. After hearing Chen Xinheng's evaluation of Li Xin, he certainly wouldn't underestimate Li Xin too much. However, out of self-confidence in himself, he didn't think that Li Xin could really beat himself in leading troops. But now, seeing the appearance of this team with his own eyes, he was suddenly not so sure.

The two teams marched at a speed that was neither too fast nor too slow, and precisely met directly under the Chengtian Gate, turned in unison, and headed for the Suzaku Gate in the south. The route of all the troops undergoing inspection today is like this, enter from the city gates on both sides, exit from the Suzaku Gate, pass through the entire Suzaku Street, and finally exit from the Mingde Gate, and return to their camps.

However, after Li Xinbu and Chen Xiaobu met, Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaiyu looked at each other, and suddenly shouted in unison: "Get ready!"

Li Shimin and others on the city wall were stunned for a moment, and then they heard Xia Fang Chumo and Qin Huaiyu shouting loudly: "The Great Tang is mighty! Long live my emperor!"

As soon as the two finished speaking, the followers following behind immediately responded without waiting for other bystanders to react.

"Big! Tang! Mighty!"

"My! Emperor! Long live!"

Thousands of strong men shouted in unison, like thousands of subwoofers sounding at the same time, shaking everyone's hearts.

Li Shimin laughed dumbfounded, and said, "What is this?"

Li Jing, who is usually serious and unsmiling, couldn't hold back his face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he shook his head slowly.

Only the old rascal Cheng Yaojin didn't seem too surprised by this, instead he laughed and said: "This rascal, brat can always play tricks!"

Although Chen Xiao didn't react on the surface, he was actually a little surprised by the sudden movement in his heart.

Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaiyu continued to shout slogans like no one else was around. The sergeant behind them also shouted in unison with the two captains, which can really be called "massive momentum". In contrast, Chen Xiao's silently marching team seemed a bit out of place.

Chen Xiao, who was riding on the horse, could only silently smile wryly in his heart. This brother-in-law is really unexpected.

He's a bit conflicted now. It's not good to keep quiet, and it doesn't seem good to keep shouting. All in all, it doesn't feel right. After thinking about it for a while, he finally decided—to keep shouting.

After all, the slogan Li Xin shouted here is undoubtedly the best of the best. What's more, today is such a formal and lively occasion. If Chen Xiao didn't say a word the whole time, it would seem that he disapproved of Li Xin's slogan, then it would be a bit troublesome, and it might lead to impeachment.

"Prepare. On our side, the voice cannot be lower than theirs!" Chen Xiao said loudly. The soldiers behind him were suddenly shocked. Seeing Li Xin yelling slogans one by one, they were already very upset: Isn't it just chanting slogans, who wouldn't? As for making such a blush and a thick neck?

Chen Xiao put the spear behind his back and said loudly: "The Tang Dynasty is mighty, long live my emperor!"

So, the two teams chanted slogans one after another, as if they were louder than which side, and at the same time moved forward all the way, slowly passing through the Suzaku Gate.

The guards on the city gate, the guards with knives on both sides of Suzaku Street, and the people onlookers counted as one. Who has seen such a lively scene? The loud and clear slogan was so majestic, the people who were already excited were easily infected, and shouted excitedly.

As the team marched, the voices from among the people became louder and more uniform, as if they were the echo of the army.

"The Great Tang is mighty! Long live my emperor!"

Standing on the tower of Chengtianmen, Li Shimin could faintly hear the movement from Zhuque Street in front of him, his heart was naturally very surging, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Someone on the side knelt down and praised: "This is what the people want! Your Majesty is holy! Fortunately, the country!" Before the words fell, another group of people knelt down and called "Your Majesty is holy".

Li Shimin is not a saint, he will be happy if someone flatters him. But compared with other emperors in history who only knew great success, his advantage is that he can always maintain a calm and restraint while being happy.

Therefore, instead of following everyone's words, he turned to Chen Yin half-jokingly and said, "This brat knows how to play tricks like this."

Chen Yin said with a smile: "It is also the result of His Majesty's hard work."

Li Shimin feigned anger and said, "Why are you?"

Chen Yin naturally smiled and begged for forgiveness.