Chapter 105
My Empire Chapter 105
2020-11-03
Chapter 105 105 Medal"Stand at attention!" Dressed in neat military uniform, standing upright in front of all his comrades, the young Egyptian Irvin Sifa stood there with his chin raised, wearing a bright red military uniform with a white armed belt, looking so energetic.
His immediate commander, Serris City Air Defense Force Commander Gerrit Wenger, walked in front of him, and Erwin Sifa saluted nervously, using the latest military salute just announced by Alanhill.
This kind of military salute is a standard Chinese military salute. When salute, the right hand is quickly raised from the chest by taking a shortcut, the right arm is at the same height as the shoulder, the forearm and the palm are in a straight line, the five fingers are together, and the palm is slightly Turn out. When wearing a hat, the middle finger of the right hand should be attached to about two centimeters outside the brim of the hat; when saluting without a hat, the middle finger should be slightly attached to the temple.
This kind of military salute is more beautiful and larger than the previous military salute with the right hand clenched and pressed on the chest. Chris ordered it to be popularized in the whole army immediately, while the government officials still use the old salute, so that the military and civilians distinguish.
"Salute!" Wenger, the officer with the newly drafted rank of major on his shoulders, also stood upright in front of Xifa and returned the salute.
"Yes!" Soldier Xifa put down his right hand, still maintaining his standing without the slightest shaking.
In front of him was an entire air defense artillery regiment neatly lined up. There were new recruits who had just been added in, as well as veterans who had participated in battles. Everyone was watching Sifa from the audience, which made him seem a little nervous.
"Soldier Erwin Sifa! For your outstanding performance in the air defense of Serris City, I was awarded the Silver Eagle Medal! Alanhill is proud of you, and I hope you can continue to bravely serve your country in the future. Let's fight!" Major Wenger encouraged his soldiers with a serious expression.
"Long live Alanhill!" Sifa also looked steadily forward, giving a short and powerful answer with a slogan.
Major Wenger took out a silver medal from the tray held by the non-commissioned officer next to him, which was exactly the same as the eagle on the Alanhill king's flag, and hung it on Sifa's right chest: "Congratulations. You, Private First Class Erwin Cepha!"
"Thank you, sir!" Cepha felt that he seemed stronger and taller, he puffed out his chest and stood at attention once again.
Major Wenger returned the salute and walked to the next soldier. The ceremonial officer sang loudly again: "Stand at attention!"
The young soldier also stood at attention and saluted, his right hand was raised quickly, his right arm was at shoulder height, his forearm and palm were in a straight line, and his middle finger was in a straight line. Stick it near your temple.
"Salute!" Major Wenger said softly after returning the salute. Then he took out a bronze eagle medal from the tray and hung it on the chest of the soldier beside Erwin Sifa: "Keep working hard!"
"Yes!" The soldier Also excited and replied loudly.
This kind of award ceremony is carried out in almost all the troops involved in the war. Chris attaches great importance to this kind of award, he thinks it is the best way to leave the honor to the soldiers. So he imitated the world before he crossed, and formulated a whole set of standards for awarding the eagle medal.
The eagle medal is divided into bronze eagle, silver eagle, golden eagle; iron horn bronze eagle, iron horn silver eagle, iron horn golden eagle; imperial bronze eagle, imperial silver eagle, imperial golden eagle Level 9. From the name of the medal, it can be seen that Chris is not satisfied with being a Grand Duke Your Majesty.
In the summer of 1743 in the magical calendar, he ascended the throne in a small castle in Serris City, changed Alanhill dukedom to Alanhill Empire, and established an empire from Hanhai to Farood in the north and Higg in the west. The Kingdom of Sri Lanka, the empire east to the endless sea.
In terms of land area, Alanhill is already a huge country that is bigger than the Higgs Kingdom and only a little smaller than the Arrant Empire. In this country, the industrial civilization of mankind is developing wildly, and new things appear in people's field of vision every day.
All soldiers who participated in the war were awarded the Alanhill Grenadier Badge. This badge is similar to a seniority badge. All soldiers who wear this badge are the grassroots reserve officers who will be selected in the future.
And after this battle, Chris personally presented six Iron Feather Eagles to Valgeron, Coria, Mordelaire, Wilkes, Bourgeois and A younger teenager Lester.
It was precisely these five generals who organized and directed the entire southward attack on the Arrant Empire. In this war, Alanhill was victorious, taking large swathes of territory, including Faroud.
Celebratory meetings are taking place everywhere, and there are negotiations to share the spoils. Alanhill celebrated this great victory with the lights on. The black king flag flutters in the wind and is more respected than ever before. Soldiers carrying weapons and passing through the city received cheers from countless people at the military parade in this world for the first time.
"The promotion of Coria to major general has been decided, and General Mordelaire is temporarily designated as lieutenant general... Lieutenant General Wilkes, Vagron are also lieutenant generals, Bourgess General Major General... General Lawens is tentatively appointed as Lieutenant General." While applauding and looking at the soldiers passing by in front of the castle, the officials of the city hall and their companions whispered.
"Koriya formed the 5th Army in Bude, with 6 divisions under its command. This force is far less than Alanhill's previous total force." His colleagues also seemed to be well informed. The younger generation replied with a smile while watching the howitzer dragged by the warhorse across the city.
Most people liked this new way of showing off their martial power, watching the neatly dressed M42 Grenadiers walk past the castle gates, shouting slogans, always giving a good impression. A refreshed feeling of comfort.
"The same is true of Mordelair. Don't look at him now that he only has 4 divisions, but he is a lieutenant general, and he is Level 1 higher than Coria, and he is in charge of defense magic. The defense in the direction of concentrate is the top priority." The officials of the resource planning department started talking about the topic of ore, and even in the military parade, the content of what they said did not change.
Those neatly lined up under the city, row after row shouting slogans and striding forward, are not even as attractive to them as a copper mine. Or they'd rather the carriage walking down below be not full of soldiers, but full of steel.
Leaning on the castle crenel, Simon, a general from the Prairie Empire, was also invited to the top of the city as a guest of honor. He looked down at the neat soldiers with incomparable pride in his heart.
Just two months ago, the cavalry army he led went south with such an army, defeated the Arrant Empire in one breath, and even defeated the mighty Saint Demon Emperor in Dragon City.
He stroked the cold stone on the castle crenel, and listened to the Alanhill officials around him gossip about the latest news of the rank reformation: "Wagron is after all the confidant of Emperor Your Majesty, although he is also a lieutenant general, but He is the commander-in-chief of the army, and is considered to be a stable Number One Person of the military."
"There is a joke about this, I heard that Wagron knew about him. It was the commander-in-chief of the army who was so depressed and sent a telegram himself, asking him to lead his troops to the front instead of sitting in the rear..." The minister in charge of taxation laughed and brought up a widely circulated joke.
This is not a secret in the high-level circles. I heard that Chris is very tolerant of his confidants, and promised to let him work for a while, and then transfer him when he finds a suitable candidate. to the front.
"As a newcomer, Lester is a rare talent to stand out this time in the battle to go south to Farud." Another person nodded his hair in admiration. People with no given name are interested.
Rest got the Iron Feather Eagle Medal this time, and was specially recruited back to Serris to participate in the military parade at this moment. He commanded his troops to go south to Faroud, defeated 100,000 Arrant defenders in the first battle, captured Faroud, ended the war against Arrant this time with a hearty victory, seized the last chance to stand out and boarded the historical stage.
Rest was promoted to Major General for his excellent command, like Coria and Bourgeois, in what was known as the "Founding War" of Alanhill against Arrant Among them, famous all over the world.
"The commander-in-chief of the army is Lieutenant General Vagron, and the commander-in-chief of the navy is Lieutenant General Lowns... This is all to be expected... But this Air Force Commander, you know this is called Butoli Ya's, what's the background?" Guorlo's deputy asked his leader in a low voice when he saw the young general in red uniform standing beside Chris.
"I heard that Chris Your Majesty personally trained the Air Force commander, but he doesn't seem to have any combat experience." Gurlo looked at the parade team under the city without raising his head, and he was full of gossip around him. The full deputy explained.
Hearing Gurlo say this, Dez pu chi, who was standing beside him, let out a laugh: "Hahaha! That's the Air Force Commander! My dear Minister Gurlo! The Air Force was born in Alanhill. Before, which mortal had commanding experience in the Air Force?"
"Yeah, now is the first year of Alanhill, and everything is different from before!" The grenadier looked back, and nodded said, "It used to be the year 1743 of the magical calendar, and now we can finally use our own year."
"Not only that, we want to make Those arrogant mages use our stuff! They're going to bathe with our soap, use our cloth, and even use our weapons!" Dez said confidently.
"You know what I've been doing lately? Dez Young Master." The wrinkled Gurlo felt proud when he mentioned it: "I'm making a plan for three years to come. In the future, our industrial production capacity will be increased by 100 times!”
(end of this chapter)