1290: Chapter 732: Pri Minister Zebert 1290: Chapter 732: Pri Minister Zebert An unexpected event occurred after Gu Hang’s speech concluded.
The Holy Terra Palace is situated on a plateau once known as the Roof of the World.
The road leading to the palace is a long ascent, with the east gate being grand and magnificent.
The walls, towering over a hundred ters thick, rise from the ground.
They are not rely walls but more like a towering architectural complex nad as such.
Many cannon ports and anti-aircraft platforms are embedded within, where the garrison can be stationed.
Behind the walls, tower after tower, bastions, and hornwork are linked by bridges, forming a very complex and three-dinsional defense structure.
The walls encircling the plateau of the Holy Terra Palace, regardless of how much gold paint or relief decorations adorn them, are fundantally military structures.
All those seemingly carved railings and jade-like decorations are weaponry capable of extending gun barrels out.
But these are only the first layer of defense for the palace.
Beyond the walls is a wide moat of energy.
The moat’s water is not ordinary but a flow of shimring azure energy, resembling a flowing star belt encircling the palace.
Along the energy river, crystal bridges are spaced at intervals, emitting a gentle halo.
However, these bridges remain closed without authorization, and the areas around the bridges are filled with defensive energy shield generators that, when approached by enemies, will trigger powerful energy counterattacks.
Continuing inward, one can see a massive archway made of pure fine gold, the throat point leading to the inner sanctum of the palace, also serving as the east gate of the Imperial Palace—the Dragon King Gate.
It is a pinnacle of human architectural art and military engineering!
The doors are cast in fine gold, indestructible, engraved with the holy image of The Emperor, radiating a sacred glow that instills awe.
The archway is inscribed with a thousand years of glorious military achievents of the Empire, with those luminous runes seemingly narrating past glories and bloodshed.
The towering walls beside the gate rise to the clouds, their battlents densely packed like the fangs of a giant beast.
At intervals, a heavy artillery turret gleams with cold light, as if warning intruders.
On both sides of the Dragon King Gate stand two Titan cha statues, each over a hundred ters tall.
They hold giant energy weapons, solemn and majestic, seemingly ready at any mont to fight to defend the palace.
The surface of the cha statues is engraved with intricate patterns, each containing mysterious power and, under the sunlight, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.
On the plaza before the crystalline bridge of the energy moat, the victorious army’s representatives solemnly stand in formation.
Those fortunate enough to be selected can enter within the walls, while outside the Dragon King Gate are hundreds of thousands of jubilant Terra citizens.
Gu Hang stands on the tower atop the Dragon King Gate, giving his speech.
In front of him is a microphone.
His voice, with the help of loudspeakers spread throughout the plaza, is delivered clearly and grandly to everyone there, while also broadcasted to anyone able to listen to or watch the live program.
Of course, in this enormous plaza capable of accommodating hundreds of thousands of people, Gu Hang, rely of normal human size, is hardly visible.
But that’s fine, for on the walls on both sides of the Dragon King Gate, spaced apart, are drapes descending from the top of the walls to the ground.
Projected on these nearly a hundred-ter-high drapes is Gu Hang’s full figure, allowing people and the broadcast signals to discern the scene clearly.
To have one’s portrait displayed across an entire wall of the Holy Terra Palace is certainly grand and impressive.
As for the content of the address, there wasn’t much to discuss.
It was polished and written by the scribes of the Military Affairs Departnt.
It praised The Emperor, humanity, the Empire, extolled military achievents, reiterated the significance of war, and commorated sacrifices…
It’s basically just these thes.
Objectively speaking, the pieces written by the scribes of the Military Affairs Departnt are quite good.
Solid in language, not extravagant but capable of touching hearts.
But to be honest, they’re thes that have been replicated countless tis by the Empire’s propaganda departnt, to the point of causing listener fatigue.
Relying solely on these to move people is hardly realistic.
Yet during Gu Hang’s address, the ocean of cheers below did not cease for a mont.
The key factor, of course, lies in the speaker himself.
Gu Hang rely passing gas here would cause earth-shaking uproar!
After the speech concluded, he waved to the crowd and stepped aside.
Following the ceremony procedure, it was then Pri Minister Zebert’s turn to step forward and prepare to deliver his speech.
Pri Minister Zebert adjusted his splendid robe, cleared his throat, and had just started with a few words when the crowd, still imrsed in their fervent adoration for Gu Hang, showed no signs of quieting their cheers.
He maintained a smile, raised his hands, and gestured downwards, trying to control the situation.
The Pri Minister’s authority seed effective.
The crowd gradually showed signs of calming down.
But right at that mont, sporadic cheers for Gu Hang erupted again from within the crowd.
Among them, interspersed were shouts:
“We want to see Mr.
Gu!”
“Gu Hang!
Gu Hang!
Gu Hang!”
“Zebert, step down!”
“Get out, old face!”
…
Similar voices kept erging.
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