Chapter 302 The bond and legend between Niou and Cheng Ziqi begin from here
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In order to establish his authority in the army, Qingdeng has shown his force and background in the past, but he has never used the cruel method that countless heroes throughout the ages have adopted to establish their authority: killing to establish authority!
Although Killing to Establish Prestige is a bit vicious, it is very easy to use - it can quickly and directly let your subordinates know that you are not someone to be trifled with!
At first glance, this method seems very simple and easy to learn, but there are also many tricks involved in it.
First of all, you can't kill some insignificant cats, dogs, and minions. If you want to kill, kill people with a certain status. Only in this way can it bring enough shock to the rest of the subordinates.
Secondly, you have to choose the right time to kill. You cannot kill suddenly without any reason, as that will only have the opposite effect.
To sum up, Akabane is a good "borrowing brain" target.
His background is not low, he has a certain status in the third division, and he often tries to commit suicide by jumping left and right crazily on Qingdeng's baseline.
On the first day after the Huofu Thieves took office, Qingto set his sights on Akabane's head, but he never had the right time to take action.
And just now, Akabane himself presented this great opportunity to Qingto.
Openly taking the lead in disobeying the superior's orders, causing extremely bad effects and tempting other team members to follow suit - Akabane's behavior is like sticking his neck out to Qingden, and then cheerfully said to Qingden: "Quick! Quick.
Cut off my head! Please! Hurry!"
Akabane is so "enthusiastic". If Qingnobu doesn't respond positively, he would be really sorry for his kindness!
Judging from the current situation, Akabane's head is really worth it.
Whether they were people who admired Qingdeng or people who had never given Qingdeng any good looks in normal times, they all looked dumbfounded at the moment. If Qingdeng told him to go east, they would never go west.
Qingdeng suspected... no, he was sure that no matter what order he gave now, even if he asked them to jump into the fire pit immediately, many people would do it without thinking.
The subordinates were all shocked and became obedient - this should have been a joyful thing... but Qingdeng's facial lines did not relax and remained tense.
Akabane, who openly took the lead in resisting the order, had just sat down on the rock when more than ten people cheered and followed suit... This incident seemed ordinary at first glance, but there was a huge problem hidden behind it.
This shows that the "military morale" of the Third Division is still unstable.
There are still many people who don't take Qingdeng seriously. They regard his authority as the captain as nothing and are alienated from him.
However, after thinking about it, now is also a good opportunity - a great opportunity to firmly grasp the military spirit of the third division!
Akabane, who was the first to cause trouble in the open formation, was able to instill fear in the hearts of his subordinates, so that when they wanted to confront Aoden in the future, they would have to carefully consider whether they had the strength to do so.
But this is not enough.
Far from enough.
Using "fear" as the only driving force for a team can make the people obedient, but the people trained in this way will be stiff puppets with an extremely lack of fighting spirit - using modern professionalism
In terms of words, there is a lack of subjective initiative to dare to fight and fight.
Moreover, it is very unreliable to rely on "fear" to cultivate and direct a movement. "Fear" and "loyalty" cannot be simply equated directly.
Qingdeng doesn't want puppets that can't move without pulling strings, or donkeys that can't move without whipping. What he wants is a group of people with flesh and blood. If he wants to achieve this, he must not only make his subordinates "fear"
, but also to make the subordinates "submit"! Let this army have a "soul"!
So... what should we do to give this army a "soul"...
At this time, Qingdeng suddenly found himself standing under a lush ancient tree.
This ancient tree is estimated to be hundreds of years old, and its thick and long trunk requires at least two adults to hug it.
Qingdeng raised his head and looked at the sky. The thick leaves blocked the clouds and the sun, and through the gaps, one could glimpse the clear blue sky.
The floating pills are like waves that rise and fall with the wind, making a rustling sound.
At this moment, an idea... or an impulse surged in Qingdeng's mind and heart.
Aoto turned his gaze away from the sky and looked around - Kuroba Shiro, who had no major shortcomings except for flattering others and a fairly good personal style, happened to be standing three steps to his right.
Whoa—Qingto pulled off the haori from his upper body and handed it to Kuroha.
"Kuroba-kun, do me a favor and make me a flag."
"Ah?" Kuroyu blankly took the Haori from Qingden, "Flag? What flag?"
"Hmm..." Qingdeng pursed his lips, thinking.
For no apparent reason, Aoto suddenly recalled the scene when the expeditionary army set off from Edo more than ten days ago, and Sanako, Mai Kinoshita, the marshal, and the big guys from the Imperial Guard Hall walked down the street to see him off.
At that time, Harada Sanosuke, the big boss, carried the flag of the Trial Guard Hall that Hijikata Tobizo and others had made out of boredom - a flag with the word "Trial" written in big letters on it. He danced the flag up and down, okay?
prestige.
"...Just write the word 'test'. Try it out."
"'Tri' for trial fit? Is that the only word you should write?"
"That's right. Make it as big as a bucket."
"Yes, but I don't have any paint on hand. How can I make a flag?"
"Don't you have a lot of things on your right arm that can be used as ink? Please."
Black Feather's right arm was unfortunately injured during the attack on the stronghold just now. Although the wound was not deep, the blood flowing from the wound still dyed the lower half of Black Feather's arm red.
After leaving these words, Qingden walked away without looking back, leaving Kuroyu standing there with a blank look on his face.
"This... well, that's fine. Anyway, this task is not difficult..."
Kuroyu shook out the feather fabric in his arms and spread it neatly on the ground.
Just as he was squatting down and preparing to write with his finger instead of pen and blood instead of ink, his movements suddenly stopped.
"Trial means 'trial'..." Kuroyu muttered with embarrassment, "I can't write this word..."
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Speaking of Qingteng's side - after entrusting the important task of making the flag to Kuroha, Qingteng walked to the center of the tribe, and walked under a ray of bright sun that was shining on the earth.
Take a deep breath and shout:
"All team members! Stop what you are doing! Look at me!"
The talent "Piercing Clouds and Cracking Stones" is fully activated!
The loud and high-pitched voice resounded through the forest, frightening birds flying up.
Qingdeng's sudden voice startled everyone.
Everyone raised their eyes and looked towards the source of the sound, towards the man holding a long sword and wearing an orange robe woven from sunlight over his shoulders.
"I believe you all know my deeds; I believe you all also know how I gained the reputation of 'Benevolent King'."
Qingdeng suddenly put on a speech posture, causing everyone to look confused.
However, no one dared to interrupt or get distracted. Everyone listened attentively and did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.
"Some people say that I am 'a talent that only happens once in a century' and 'the reincarnation of the Eternal Sword Master Ogata Ittosai'. These names are too big and I dare not recognize them, but my past achievements are obvious to all!"
"Relying on my past achievements, I am fortunate enough to fight against the thieves and become the captain of your gang."
"Although I haven't been with you for a long time, less than a month in total, your various actions in the past month have really opened my eyes!"
Qingdeng inhaled hard with a "haaah" sound, until his chest reached its limit, and until he felt that his lungs were about to burst, he opened his mouth wide and sucked out all the air he had just breathed and all the strength he had accumulated just now.
, poured out in one breath!
"You guys are fucking letting me down!"
"What you did makes me feel so fucking embarrassed!"
"When I was working at the Beifan Office, the three Okahiki I hired from the employment agency were all better than you!"
Qingdeng is not a person who likes to swear, but at this moment, he rarely spewed vulgar words continuously.
Before anyone could be shocked that Qingdeng, who was usually gentle and gentle, suddenly showed such a violent side, Qingdeng's roar sounded again, surrounding them:
"I can't see how active you are when I'm on a mission! Everyone is rushing to go to the izakaya to drink and go to Yoshiwara to play with women!"
"Just five days ago, I accidentally learned how people from other units of the Huo Fu Thieves Reform viewed the Third Division and how they viewed you!"
Qingden paused.
After taking a deep breath and brewing his emotions for a while, Qingdeng repeated the words from the night five days ago in detail:
"'You guys from the third division, why are you so arrogant? Doesn't your team just rely on a 'Nioh' to prop up its appearance? Nioh will take the lead bravely in every battle, and he has already made a decision not to reward him within one month of taking office.
Gong. What about you? Why have I only heard about 'Nio's meritorious service' in recent days, but not the other members of the Third Division?'"
As soon as these words came out, there was a huge wave of excitement.
"What? Are you angry? Are you not convinced?"
"Is it useful to be unconvinced here? Did you say something wrong?"
"Let's all reflect on it! Let's all reflect on what we have done recently!"
"I won't mention what happened so long ago, I will only talk about this Western Expedition!"
"Since the beginning of the war, the members of each division have performed extremely well. And what about you? Where is your performance?"
"Did you rush to the front enthusiastically during the charge, or did you kill more enemies than any other team?"
"You have nothing fucking!"
"Charge, charge is not active! Kill the enemy, kill only a few enemies!"
"With your achievements like this, I can't blame the other teams for looking down upon you!"
Qing Deng's words were inspiring, but there was no lie in them.
The recent performance of the third division is indeed lackluster.
Regardless of the record or the level of bravery in combat, not to mention the elite "Fist" and "Sharp Knife" second divisions and fourth divisions that can be called the fire thieves, even the eighth division with average combat power is slightly a bit weak.
Can't compare.
The reason is that the position of captain of the third division has been vacant for a long time. The team members lacked discipline, became lazy, and lost all their energy.
There was silence around Qingdeng.
No one spoke.
They are still a little self-conscious about how they performed after the battle started.
Those who had looked angry just now were too embarrassed to show off their faces now, and all lowered their heads in shame.
"Ask yourselves! Don't you care if you are so looked down upon by others and other colleagues?"
"Is it true that you have not achieved dazzling achievements or the ability to achieve achievements that would be the envy of everyone?"
"I don't know what you think, but if it were me, I wouldn't be able to stand this kind of anger!"
Qingdeng's roar resounded throughout the world and lingered in this space for a long time.
"What are you?"
"Isn't he a member of the fire bandits Kai, who symbolizes one of the top combat powers of the shogunate?"
"Are you going to continue to endure the contemptuous looks of others like this, or are you going to pick up your bow, draw your sword, and wash away the humiliation?"
The questions that went straight to the heart caused silence all around and made everyone present speechless.
"Right now! Right now! There is an opportunity to help you avenge your shame, right in front of you!"
Aoden raised the Jingkishin in his hand and pointed in the direction where Yokokura Keinosuke escaped.
"The Souma clan has collapsed, but their leader: Yokokura Kinosuke has not yet been brought to justice!"
"This damn big fat man is within our reach now!"
"Yes! Team members! So far, we have indeed done a lot. We have recaptured the hills occupied by the bandits! We have taken down every stronghold and camp of the bandits! However, if the chief culprit is not killed,
,This is an imperfect victory!”
"Will the villagers of Inawa Village and the people of Edo blame us, saying that we are incompetent and allowed the thief chief to escape?"
"Will the soldiers from the other divisions laugh at us and say that the guys from the third division are really incompetent?"
"I don't want to hear such accusations and taunts!"
"Let me take up arms!"
"Follow me and move forward!"
"We still need to march urgently!
"Now we must defeat the remaining enemies!"
"Currently we are catching up with the enemy chief Hengcang!"
"That hateful fat man escaped from Ten Miles, we will catch up with Ten Miles!"
"That miserable fat man escaped from Thirty Miles, we will catch up with Thirty Miles!"
"We will use our own swords to decapitate the enemy chief Hengkang—the thief who has not been captured by the other squad members!"
"We will crown ourselves with victory laurels!"
"We must respond sharply to the insults others give us!"
"Let Keinosuke Yokokura, who is complacent now and thinks he has escaped from our grasp, wait!"
"Let those idiots who roll their eyes when talking about the Third Division wait!
"The opportunity to redeem our honor has come!"
"It is true that Yokokura Keinosuke is just a bandit! He is a low-level person! He is neither the 'New Emperor' Taira Shomon nor the 'Three Days World' Akechi Mitsuhide. Even if his head is taken off, it will still be
It’s not a great achievement.”
"But as long as we can successfully carry Yokokura's head back to Inawa Village, put Yokokura's head on a spear and return to Edo majestically, then people in future generations may remember our deeds today.
!”
"When you return to your hometown, your villagers will point at you and say: He is a member of the third division of the Huofu Bandits! He and his comrades were among the vast mountains, relying on their astonishing ability to
He pursued with perseverance and bravely, and finally succeeded in catching the vicious bandit leader!"
Almost all people, for some reason, straighten their waists now.
They stared blankly at Qingdeng, who now seemed to be the center of the world, with a strange light shining in their eyes.
Qingden turned around and strode towards Kuroyu.
Seeing Aoden coming, Kuroba quickly folded the haori folded neatly in his hand... or should I say it was a flag, and handed it to Aoto.
"Lord Tachibana, I have already made the flag you want."
Qingdeng nodded, said a simple thank you, took the flag with both hands, and shook it open with a "pop" - the moment he saw the flag, Qingdeng's face suddenly darkened.
"What the hell are you writing about?"
"Try, try 'try'..." Kuroyu replied weakly.
"What the hell are you talking about as 'trying'! What you wrote is 'sincerity', okay?"
Qingdeng shook his hands and showed the flag to Kuroyu - on the dark black cloth, a large word "Sincerity" was written in blood.
When he learned that he had made a typo, Black Feather's long face instantly dropped.
"Tachibana-sama, hug, I'm sorry... I haven't read a book since I left private school, and I rarely write anymore. After I changed my job as a fire thief, I basically did some fighting and killing.
I have forgotten all the Chinese characters in my work...How about I make you a new flag?"
Qingden smacked his lips: "Forget it, no need. Just make do with it! Kuroyu-kun, lend me your spear."
——“Sincerity” means “sincerity”! Anyway, it doesn’t matter what words you write, as long as it is a conspicuous flag!
Qingden cleared his throat vigorously, then tied the sincerity flag to the spear he borrowed from Kuroyu, and walked back to where he was just now.
"No matter what you think, I have decided on the head of Keinosuke Yokokura!"
"If you want to follow me, just follow me!"
"When you are so tired that you cannot concentrate, your consciousness is in a trance, and you are about to lose sight of the things in front of you, just raise your head and look at this sincerity flag!"
Qingdeng raised the sincerity flag in his hand.
"I will carry this flag of sincerity and always be at the forefront of you!"
"Teammen! Unite around me! Unite around this flag with the word Cheng!"
"My interests, my honor, and my sword will be with you!"
Qingdeng raised Ding Guishen high above his head, and the shining blade faintly flashed the sonorous sword sound under the bright blazing sun!
"Heaven and earth witness the shining glory of our swords!"
"Finally - everyone must come back with their chests held high!"
"Even if you lose consciousness! Even if you break your limbs, as long as you still have breath, you must return to the place where the sincerity flag is flying!"
"Everyone! We meet under the banner of Chengzi!"
Qingdeng handed the gun that was used as a flagpole to his left palm and raised the Chengzi flag to the limit, his momentum boiling!
A strong wind suddenly blew up, making the big word "Sincerity" sound loudly!
"Follow me closely!"
Qingdeng dodged and flew out like an arrow. In the blink of an eye, his figure became shadowy under the cover of vegetation and mountain mist.
"Ahhhh!" Aoi Jingyang shouted. Although the shout was not loud, it was full of energy. He clenched it tightly as if he wanted to merge with the sword in his hand, and was the first to follow Qingteng.
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Then the second, the third, the fourth...the last person.
No one stayed where they were.
Everyone's face glowed with excitement, and shouts and shouts like exploding lava burst out from their throats!
At this moment, Qingdeng felt that his heart was beating fast, the blood in his veins was flowing at an unprecedented speed, his head was a little dizzy, and everything in his field of vision seemed to be shaking slightly - but strangely, his consciousness was very clear.
.Sober as if mint had been applied to the entire scalp.
A troop with faith that is willing to sacrifice everything for it is a troop with a "soul" - however, this kind of operation is obviously too difficult for Qingdeng now.
Therefore, Qingdeng could only settle for the next best thing and instead stimulate the sense of honor among his tribesmen.
When a team has a sense of honor, when a team is eager to strive for honor, then this team will overnight... no, it will become a powerful force that everyone respects in an instant!
The reason why Qingdeng made a sudden speech was simply to inspire his subordinates' sense of honor through rhetoric.
But somehow - before the speech officially started, he himself became excited first.
The hot blood gathered crazily in the brain and chest.
His thoughts became faster than lightning, and all kinds of exciting words that he would never think of on ordinary days jumped out of his mouth one after another.
Whether it was making a conspicuous battle flag to boost morale, raising the flag to charge and making a promise with his subordinates to "see each other again under the flag," these were all ideas that suddenly appeared in Qingdeng's mind.
Suddenly, the scene of the soldiers singing Edo folk songs together that night five days ago flashed quickly in front of Qingnobo's eyes one by one.
After reminiscing, Qingdeng suddenly felt the urge to sing.
The blood in his veins burned Qingden's whole body.
He felt that if he didn't let go of his singing voice and sang a high-spirited song at the top of his lungs, it would be really difficult to express the full of pride that was accumulating in his heart!
There are not many songs that Qingdeng can sing.
Among the few pieces of music Qingdeng knows, that one is the only one that suits the current environment.
A certain war song that Elodie taught him a while ago and he just learned it not long ago!
Although the lyrics of this song are slightly inconsistent with the theme of "chasing the escaped bandit leader"...but what the hell!
Singing songs only depends on your mood and nothing else - this is the new knowledge Seito learned just five days ago from the group of soldiers who sang Edo folk songs according to their temperament!
"Le jour de gloire est arrivé." (The glorious day has arrived.)
"Contre nous, de la tyrannie." (What is against us is tyranny.)
"L'étendard sanglant est levé!" (The blood-stained flag has been raised!)
"l'étendard sanglant est levé!" (The blood-stained flag has been raised!)
What Qingdeng sang was the anti-imperialist and anti-feudal revolutionary war song that Elodie taught him: "Marseillaise"!
Exciting and passionate songs poured out from Qingdeng's mouth.
There are no musical instruments or vocal accompaniments.
No accompaniment required!
At this moment, the strong wind blowing in the opposite direction due to running is the best musical instrument! The sound of footsteps trampling the earth violently like a mountain torrent is the best harmony!
"Sous nos drapeaux que la victoire," (I hope in the majestic song,)
"Accoureà tes mles accents," (Victory and achievement.)
"Que tes ennemis expirants:" (Let the dying enemy wait and see:)
"Voient ton triomphe et notre gloire!" (Your victory, our glory!)
"Cracking Clouds and Splitting Stones", "Golden Voice", "Crying Orioles", "Music Master"... all these talents related to singing have entered the activated state.
Thanks to his talent, Qingden's singing was slightly out of tune, but overall it was not a big problem.
Every note is like a bunch of strong flames, a ray of thunder, and a violent storm, burning, roaring, and blowing in the ears of the soldiers who are following Qingdeng.
It makes people feel like they are in a cauldron of boiling water, and the rising heat makes them forget the coldness of late autumn and the fatigue that penetrates deep into the skin.
"Formez vos bataillons!" (Organize! your army!)
"Marchons, marchons!"
"Qu'un sang impur" (Enemy's dirty blood)
"Abreuve nos sillons." (Will irrigate our fields!)
The complete Marseillaise lasted nearly 11 minutes, and Qingdeng sang it without missing a beat.
Singing it once was not enough - he sang it again and again.
Of course Aoi and others don't understand French.
However, the power of music is that even if you don't understand the content of the lyrics, the infinite power can spread throughout your body along with every note!
Because his whole body and mind were focused on the front, Qingdeng didn't know what kind of changes the subordinates behind him were going through at the moment.
How exciting is the melody of the Marseillaise? It is enough to lift the spirits of all listeners!
If Qing Teng's speech just now was like piling up a handful of firewood in everyone's hearts, then the "La Marseillaise" that Qing Teng is singing repeatedly now is the tongue of fire that ignited this stick of firewood!
Some people's faces lit up more and more ruddyly; some people's legs and feet ran faster; some people started humming along.
"Quand nos anés n'y seront plus;" (The seniors are no longer here;)
"Nous y trouverons leur poussière" (We go to find their remains,)
"Et la trace de leurs vertus!" (Their heroism!)
"Et la trace de leurs vertus!" (Their heroism)
"Bien moins jaloux de leur survivre," (We do not envy the lucky ones,)
"Que de partager leur cercueil!" (Willing to share the coffin!)
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Such singing has gradually grown from a few sporadic ones to a large scale and a climate.
The singing was continuous, but there were only a dozen people, but they sang with the momentum of hundreds of people!
The soaring notes and songs soar into the sky!
"Marchons, marchons!"
"Qu'un sang impur" (Enemy's dirty blood)
"Abreuve nos sillons." (Will irrigate our fields!)
Under the sun, the sincerity flag flutters high in the wind!
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The "La Marseillaise" that can add crazy buffs to people and the EX-level Noble Phantasm: Honesty Flag have officially debuted! (Leopard Joy.jpg) The emergence of light green team uniforms and the official formation of the new selection team will soon...
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When sending Aoto off to battle, Harada waved the flag of the Imperial Guard, the soldiers sang Edo folk songs, and Elodie taught Aoto "La Marseillaise", all the foreshadowing and foreshadowing were revealed - such a layout, such a
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Tomorrow, the author has a great time writing about the "Battle of Mount Soma", which will play a very important role in connecting the past and the next in this book. It will end and move on to the next big chapter - dealing with the gangsters of Edo.
Over move.
After fighting the bandits, we started fighting the gangsters.
Gangsters are a specialty of Japan and must be tasted.
The forces of the underworld, which have been laid out for nearly 2 million words in this book, are finally coming to the surface.
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The author has successfully returned to Guangzhou! Finally, he can resume his usual rhythm of life and writing! You see, the number of words in this chapter has returned to its normal level today.
It's just that - after hanging out for so long, the author is a little worried that he will get erectile dysfunction...
