C2139 An intimidating legion

However, Xiao Letian did not look at him. Instead, he looked at the people on the street and frequently waved his hands to express his thanks.

"Does it belong to you? "Such a noisy welcoming ceremony …" Gladstone said suddenly.

Xiao Letian didn't turn his head around but only said softly, "It belongs to you? "The glory of the unending sun …"

Everything was within words. The two of them were talking to each other over taiji. Gladstone was probing Xiao Letian, and wasn't Xiao Letian the same as well?

The leader of the Liberal Party was startled, he never thought that Xiao Letian would be so smart to actually use his own spear to attack his own shield.

Gladstone laughed at Xiao Letian for causing such a ruckus and ruckus all over the place.

Xiao Letian, on the other hand, directly poked the scar on Gladstone's face. The glory of never dying was not created by you, Gladstone.

No one should laugh at each other, if they wanted to cooperate, it would be better to negotiate. This was Xiao Letian's subtext, it was obvious that Gladstone had understood it.

The leader of the Liberal Party let out an awkward cough, "I have to inform the leader ahead of time. The timetable has already been thrown into chaos, I'm afraid the speech you prepared earlier will not be of any use. Do you need me to contact the reporters for you?"

"Thank you for your concern …" Xiao Letian laughed: "But you are wrong, my speech is not useless, on the contrary, they are very useful!"

"Oh …" How smart of a man Gladstone was to immediately understand that Tongzhi's speech was your draft? Can you write on behalf of the Great Qing? "

Xiao Letian laughed bitterly and shook his head, "There is nothing to be conflicted about. No matter who it is, at least it belongs to His Majesty! "I feel gratified to see the emperor mature so quickly …"

Of course Gladstone wouldn't press him. Politicians talked like this all the time. At the time, you seemed to understand a lot, but when you looked back, you would find that the other party had promised nothing.

Just as Gladstone was about to seize the opportunity to openly chat with Xiao Letian, a commotion from outside attracted him.

The outside of the carriage was very noisy, the Londoner welcomed the eastern diplomatic mission very warmly. Both sides of the road were densely packed with people, a huge black mass of people.

Cheers, applause, shouts and whistles could be heard. The whole welcoming ceremony was as happy as a carnival.

However, in the midst of this clamor, an extremely strange atmosphere appeared. Gladstone suddenly discovered that the crowd had a strange phenomenon of both ice and fire.

In the area where the carriages were moving, you could always hear the high decibels of welcoming voices, people clapping and cheering, arms swinging, and enthusiasm filling the air.

However, when the carriage passed through the area behind the group, it was as if a cold wind blew. The crowd strangely calmed down.

Dead silence could only be described by the word dead silence. Gladstone opened the window and peeped out, only to discover that the people behind the line were completely shocked by the march of the Chinese honor guard.

Everyone was looking at the eight hundred troops that Xiao Letian had brought with incredulous eyes. The eight formations were extremely neat and orderly, as though they were being chopped by blades or axes, and they actually retreated backwards in an orderly fashion.

That's right, it wasn't a human walking at all, but rather a hundred people forming a regime as precise as a machine, pushing it over with the same rhythm.

Straight and horizontally, the European part of the army could do this, but who could guarantee that they would be able to move in an even and uniform manner?

The error in the movement between a soldier and a soldier was less than a centimeter. This error was almost negligible!

With each swing of his leg, a hundred people acted as one, and a hundred people acted as one!

Boom! Boom! Boom! The street was filled with the sound of silent leather boots hitting the stone slabs. The new iron palms struck the stone slabs, causing sparks to fly everywhere. The eight hundred people were actually moving at the same rhythm.

Boom … There were four hundred left feet stamping on the ground at the same time!

Boom … Four hundred right feet hit the stone slab in unison!

Boom … Boom … Boom … Bang … … A loud sound of magic hitting Londoner's heart, many ladies were already breathless from the blood rush.

The smell of man's blood rushed to their noses, and everyone began to secrete adrenaline. Countless people had cold sweat trickling down their backs, and even their hair stood on end due to the excitement.

This was a kind of respect for order and power that came from the human's subconscious mind. It was completely impossible to resist!

"Your soldiers... How did he train them? God, how did you train it? " His previous confidence had completely disappeared, now that he looked at Xiao Letian again, there was finally a hint of reverence in his eyes.

Xiao Letian smiled lightly: "Sir, didn't you say that I no longer have the chance to show my face in front of the public? Hehe … Now look at my soldiers. Do you think I need to prepare empty speeches with their presence? "

"We came to England to show the British people what the real Chinese look like! This is how we look like. We haven't changed in thousands of years … "

"Perhaps there will be a time when the pearl will be covered in dust, but the pearl will always be the pearl! "Even after brushing off the dust, it still shines brilliantly …"

Ten thousand horses! Londoner was completely shocked by the mighty military posture of the Chinese. At this moment, the European journalists also gave up on chasing after the carriages of the big figures and focused their cameras on the fairy-like Eastern Legion.

The Chinese are not the same size as the Europeans. The Europeans are as big as bears, while the Chinese are as skinny as the legendary elves.

This was just like the reappearance of the legendary Elven Legion. At that moment, all the citizens thought that this army was not formed by humans, so how could humans be so orderly?

Every step he took, every wave of his hand, were all the same. The difference between the movements of hundreds of people was indistinguishable by the naked eye. At that moment, there were even people desperately rubbing their eyes.

The shock was only temporary. When the British people recovered from the shock, all they could do was cheer.

"Long live! Iron Army... "This is the Chinese Iron Army!"

"How amazing, I've never seen a soldier like him before …"

"They've already broken my line of thought. Compared to them, those who are lazier than our army are just a bunch of pigs!"

The applause was like a surging tide. Amidst the cheers, the eight hundred warriors who had been through the battlefield for a long time did not panic at all. They had already witnessed countless battles between thousands of men and horses, so who would care about such a small matter?

The numerous soldiers in the group did not move at all as they stared straight ahead. At that moment, they had already reached a state of forgetfulness!

Moving forward, the army was like a spraying steam engine as it rolled down the streets of London.