I formed the strongest swordsman group

In order to establish his authority in the army, Qingdeng has demonstrated his military power and backstage background successively, but he has not used the cruel method that countless heroes throughout the ages have adopted to establish their prestige: killing to establish prestige!

Although Killing Liwei is slightly vicious, it is very easy to use - it can quickly and most directly let his subordinates know that he is not easy to mess with!

At first glance, this method seems to be very simple and easy to learn, but there are many tricks in it.

First of all, you can't kill some insignificant cats, dogs, and small people. If you want to kill, you can kill people with a certain status. Only in this way can it bring enough shock to the rest of the subordinates.

Secondly, killing people has to pick the right time. You can't kill people suddenly for no reason, that can only be counterproductive.

To sum up, Akabane is a good "borrowing head" object.

His background is not low, he has a certain status in the third team, and he often dies, jumping left and right frantically on Qingdeng's bottom line.

On the first day Huofu Thief changed his post, Qingdeng had his eyes on Akabane's head, but he never had a suitable time to do it.

And just now, Akabane himself presented this great opportunity to Qingdeng.

Openly taking the lead in disobeying the orders of the superiors, causing extremely bad influence, and tempting other team members to follow suit—Akabane's behavior is like stretching his neck towards Qingdeng, and then cheerfully said to Qingdeng: "Quick! Hurry up!" Cut off the knife! Cut off my head! Please! Hurry up!"

Akabane is so "enthusiastic", if Qingdeng doesn't respond positively, then I am really sorry for his kindness!

Judging from the current situation, Akabane's head beheading is really worth it.

Whether it's people who admire Qingdeng, or people who have never given Qingdeng any good looks in normal times, they all look dumbfounded at the moment, as if Qingdeng said to go east, they would never feel that they would go west.

Qingdeng suspects... no, he is sure that no matter what order he gives now, even if he asks them to jump into the fire pit immediately, many people will follow without thinking.

The subordinates were all shocked and became obedient - this should be something to be cheered up... But Qingdeng's facial lines did not relax, they were still tense.

As soon as Akabane, who blatantly took the lead in resisting the order, just sat down on the rock, there was a crowd of more than ten people who huffed and cheered... At first glance, this incident seems ordinary, but there is a big problem hidden behind it.

This shows that the "military spirit" of the third team is still unstable.

There are still many people who don't take Qingdeng seriously. He regards the authority of his captain as nothing, and is at odds with him.

However, after thinking about it, now is also a good opportunity - a great opportunity to firmly grasp the morale of the third squadron!

Although Akabane, who made troubles in front of the public formation, can plant fear in the hearts of his subordinates, so that when they want to confront Qingdeng in the future, they have to carefully weigh whether they have this weight.

But that's not enough.

Far from enough.

Using "fear" as the only driving force for a team can make the troops obedient, but the troops trained in this way will be stiff puppets, extremely lacking in fighting spirit - using modern professional In terms of words, it is the lack of subjective initiative to dare to fight.

Moreover, it is very unreliable to rely on "fear" to cultivate and direct the trilogy. "Dread" and "loyalty" cannot be simply equated directly.

Qingdeng didn't want a puppet that wouldn't move unless he pulled a string, or a donkey that couldn't move without whipping a whip. What he wanted was a group of flesh-and-blood people—if he wanted to achieve this, he had to not only make his subordinates "scared" , Let the subordinates "conquer"! Give this army a "soul"!

So... what should be done to give this army a "soul"...

At this time, Qingdeng suddenly found himself standing under a lush old tree.

This ancient tree is at least hundreds of years old, and its thick and long trunk requires at least two adults to embrace it.

Qingdeng looked up at the sky. The dense leaves cover the clouds and the sun, and from the gaps, you can see the clear blue sky.

Floating pills are like waves undulating with the wind, rustling.

At this moment, a thought... or an impulse surged in Qingdeng's mind and heart.

Qingdeng withdrew his gaze to the sky and looked around—he had no major shortcomings except his love of sycophancy, and Kuroba Shiro, who had a fairly good personal style, happened to be standing 3 steps away to his right.

Swish——Qingdeng tore off the haori on his upper body, and handed it to Heiyu.

"Heiyu-kun, do me a favor and make me a banner."

"Ah?" Heiyu took the haori that Qingdeng handed over in a daze, "Flag? What kind of flag?"

"Hmm..." Qing Deng pursed his lips, as if thinking.

For no reason, Qingdeng suddenly recalled the scene of Sanako, Kinoshita Mai, Chief Director, and the Big Guys from the Examination Hall seeing him off along the street when the crusading army set off from Edo more than ten days ago.

At that time, Harada Sanosuke was carrying the flag of the test guard hall that Hijikata Toshisan and others made out of boredom for a while, a flag with the word "test" written on it, and danced the flag up and down. prestige.

"...Just write the word 'trial'. Try it out."

"The 'trial' of the trial match? Just write this word?"

"That's right. Make it the size of a bucket."

"Y-but I don't have any paint at hand. How to make a flag?"

"Don't you have a lot of things on your right arm that can be used as ink? Please."

Heiyu's right arm was unfortunately injured in the attack on the stronghold just now, although the wound was not deep, the blood flowing out from the wound still stained Heiyu's small half of his arm red.

After leaving these words, Qingdeng left without looking back, leaving Heiyu standing there with a blank expression.

"This... well, whatever. Anyway, this task is not difficult..."

Kuroba shook out the feathers in his arms and spread them neatly on the ground.

Just when he squatted down and was about to write with finger instead of pen and blood instead of ink, there was a sudden stop in his movements.

"The 'trial' of trial..." Hei Yu murmured with embarrassment, "This word... I can't write it..."

...

Back to Qingdeng's side - after entrusting Hei Yu with the responsibility of making the flag, Qingdeng strode to the center of the tribe, and walked under a ray of bright sun that was shining all over the earth.

Take a deep breath and shout out:

"All soldiers! Stop what you're doing! Look at me!"

The talent "Piercing Clouds and Cracking Stones" is fully activated!

The loud and high-pitched voice resounded through the forest, and frightened birds flew up.

Qingdeng's sudden voice startled everyone.

People raised their gazes one after another, looking towards the source of the sound, towards the man holding a long sword in his forehand and wearing an orange robe woven by sunlight on his shoulders.

"I believe you all know my deeds; I believe you all know how I got the reputation of 'King Nio'."

Qing Deng, who suddenly put on a speech posture, attracted everyone's bewildered expressions.

But no one dared to interrupt or distracted, and everyone listened attentively, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

"Some people say that I am 'a once-in-a-century talent', 'the reincarnation of Eternal Sword Master Ogata Yidaosai', these names are too big, I dare not admit them, but my past achievements are obvious to all!"

"Relying on the achievements I have made in the past, I am honored to be the captain of your gang."

"Although the time I've been with you is not too long, and it's less than a month, but your actions in the past month have really opened my eyes!"

Qingdeng inhaled forcefully with a "hah", until his chest swelled to the limit, and until he felt that his lungs were about to burst open, he opened his mouth wide, and absorbed all the air and all the power accumulated just now. , poured out in one breath!

"You guys are fucking letting me down!"

"I'm so fucking ashamed of what you've done!"

"When I was working in Beifan, the three Gang Yin recruited by the employment agency were fucking better than you!"

Qingdeng is not a person who likes to swear, but at this moment he spews out vulgar words continuously.

Before people were shocked by Qingdeng, who was usually gentle and refined, suddenly showing such a violent side, Qingdeng's roar sounded again, surrounding them:

"I don't see how active you are when you go out on missions! Going to izakaya to drink and going to Yoshiwara to play with women, everyone is scrambling to be the first!"

"Only 5 days ago, I accidentally learned how the members of the Huofu Thief Kai's other units viewed the Third Division, and how they viewed you!"

Qing Deng paused.

After taking a deep breath and brewing his emotions for a while, Qing Deng paused word by word, as if he could pick out every word from his mouth, and recounted what he said the night before the 5th in its entirety:

"'You guys from the third division, why are you so arrogant? Isn't your team just relying on a 'Nioh' to support the facade? Nioh always takes the lead in every battle, and he has only been in office for less than a month, and he has already made a promise not to reward him. What about you? Why have I only heard about the 'King of Ren making meritorious deeds' these days, but not the rest of the third team?'”

As soon as these words came out, a thousand layers of waves were stirred up.

"What? Angry? Are you not convinced?"

"Is it useful to be unconvinced here? Did someone say something wrong?"

"Let's all reflect on it! Let's all think back to what you have done recently!"

"I won't mention how long ago it is, I will only talk about this Western Expedition!"

"Since the beginning of the war, the players of each team have performed extremely well. And what about you? Where is your performance?"

"Did they rush forward enthusiastically during the charge, or did they rank first among the teams in killing enemies?"

"You have nothing fucking!"

"Charge, the charge is not active! Kill the enemy, the number of kills is very small!"

"With your record, you can't blame the other teams for despising you!"

Although Qing Deng's words were encouraging, there was no lie at all.

The recent performance of the third team is indeed lackluster.

Regardless of the record or the level of bravery in combat, let alone the second and fourth teams that can be called the "fist" and "sharp knives" of Huofu Thief Kai's elite level, even the eighth team with average combat power is faintly Can't compare.

The reason is that the captain of the third team has been vacant for a long time before, and the team members lack discipline, become lazy, and lose their vigor.

There was silence around Qingdeng.

No one spoke.

As for how they behaved after the campaign started... they are still a little self-conscious.

Those who showed resentment just now were too embarrassed to put on a bad face now, and all lowered their heads in shame.

"Ask yourselves! Don't you care about being so despised by others, by other colleagues?"

"You really don't have the ability to create dazzling achievements and make achievements that everyone envies?"

"I don't know what you think, anyway, if it's me, I can't stand this kind of anger!"

Qingdeng's roar resounded through the heaven and earth, and it did not dissipate in this space for a long time.

"What are you?"

"Is it a team member of Huofu Thief Kai, who symbolizes one of the top combat powers of the shogunate?"

"Are you going to continue to endure the contemptuous eyes of others like this, or are you going to pick up your bows, draw your swords, and wash away the humiliation?"

A line of questioning that came straight to the heart made the surroundings dumb, and everyone present was speechless.

"At this moment! At this moment! There is an opportunity to help you get rid of your shame, and it is right in front of you!"

Qingdeng raised the Dingguishen in his hand, and pointed in the direction where Yokokura Keinosuke was escaping.

"The Soma Clan has collapsed, but their leader: Yokokura Keinosuke has not been brought to justice!"

"This damned fat man is within our reach now!"

"Yes! Soldiers! So far, we have indeed done a lot of things. We have taken back the hills that the bandits have occupied! We have taken down every stronghold and camp of the bandits! , This is an imperfect victory!"

"Will the villagers of Inawa Village and the people of Edo blame us, saying that we are incompetent and let the bandit chief escape?"

"Will the members of the other teams laugh at us, saying that the members of the third team are really useless?"

"I don't want to hear such accusations, such ridicule!"

"Follow me and pick up your weapons!"

"Follow me forward!"

"At the moment we still need to march quickly!

"Now we must defeat the remnant enemy!"

"Now we are catching up with the enemy Chieftain Hengcang!"

"That disgusting fat man escaped for 10 miles, we will catch up with him for 10 miles!"

"That sad fat man escaped for 30 miles, we will catch up with him for 30 miles!"

"We want to use our own swords to take down the head of the enemy Chieftain Hengcang - the thief that no other team has caught!"

"We want to crown ourselves with victory!"

"We must respond sharply to the insults others have given us!"

"Let Keinosuke Yokokura, who is complacent and thinks he has escaped from our grasp, wait!"

"Let those scumbags who roll their eyes when they talk about the third team wait!

"The opportunity to restore honor has come!"

"It is true that Yokokura Keinosuke is just a bandit! He is a low-ranking little man! He is neither the 'Xinhuang' Pingshoumen, nor the wise Mitsuhide of the 'Three Days'. It’s no great feat.”

"But as long as we can successfully carry Yokokura's head back to Inawa Village, put Yokokura's head on a spear and go back to Edo majestically, then people in future generations may remember our deeds today." !"

"At that time when you return to your hometown, your villagers will point to you and say: He is a member of the third team of Huofu Thief Gai! He and his comrades are in the vast mountains, with amazing Perseverance and courageous pursuit, and finally successfully captured the vicious bandit leader!"

Almost all of them straighten their backs for some reason now.

They stared blankly at Qingdeng who seemed to be the center of the world now, with a strange light in their eyes.

Qing Deng turned around and strode towards Hei Yu.

Seeing Qingdeng approaching, Heiyu quickly handed the feathered fabric neatly folded in his hand...or maybe it should be called a flag, to Qingdeng.

"Master Ju, I have already made the flag you want."

Qingdeng nodded, thanked him briefly, took the flag with both hands, and shook it away with a "snap"—the moment he saw the flag, Qingdeng's face darkened.

"What the hell are you writing about?"

"Try, the 'try' of the trial..." Hei Yu replied weakly.

"What the hell is 'trying'! What you wrote is 'sincerity', okay?"

With a shake of his hands, Qingdeng showed the flag to Hei Yu - on the dark black cloth, a big "sincerity" was written in blood.

Knowing that he made a typo, Hei Yu's long face instantly pulled down.

"Master Ju, I'm sorry... I haven't read a book since I left the private school, and I seldom write any more. After Huofu Thief changed his post, I basically did some fighting and killing. I have forgotten many Chinese characters...how about I make you a new flag?"

Qingdeng smacked his lips: "Forget it, there's no need. Just use it like this! Mr. Heiyu, lend me your spear."

——"Sincerity" is "sincerity"! Anyway, it doesn't matter what words are written, as long as it is a conspicuous flag!

Qingdeng cleared his throat vigorously, and while tying the flag of sincerity to the spear he borrowed from Hei Yu, he walked back to where he was standing just now.

"No matter what you think, anyway, I've got the head of Keinosuke Yokokura!"

"Those who want to keep up with me, follow up!"

"When you are so tired that you can't concentrate, your consciousness is in a trance, and you are about to lose sight of the things in front of you, just look up at this honesty flag!"

Qingdeng raised the flag of sincerity in his hand.

"I will carry this flag of sincerity and will always be at the forefront of you!"

"Soldiers! Unite by my side! Unite around this Chengzi flag!"

"My interests, my honor, and my sword will be with you!"

Qingdeng held Ding Guishen high above his head, and under the reflection of the bright and blazing sun, the shining edge of the blade faintly flashed a sonorous sword cry!

"Heaven and earth will witness the brilliance of our sabers!"

"Finally——everyone must come back with his chest held high!"

"Even if you lose your consciousness! Even if you break your limbs, as long as you still have breath, you have to go back to the place where the flag of sincerity is flying!"

"Everyone! Let's meet under the flag of Chengzi!"

Qingdeng handed the spear that had been used as the flagpole to his left palm, and raised the Chengzi flag to the limit, his momentum boiling!

A gust of wind suddenly picked up, making the big word "Cheng" rattle!

"Follow me closely!"

Qingdeng flew out, like an arrow leaving the string, and in the blink of an eye, his figure became indistinct under the cover of vegetation and mountain fog.

"Ahhhhh!" Lan Jingyang yelled, although the shout was not loud, it was full of vigor. He clenched it tightly as if he wanted to merge with the sword in his hand, and he was the first to catch up with Qingdeng.

Then came the second, third, fourth...the last person.

No one stayed where they were.

Everyone's faces were glowing red with emotion, and shouts like bursting magma burst from their throats!

At this moment, Qingdeng felt 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 vision seemed to be shaking slightly—but strangely, his consciousness was very clear . Sober as if the entire scalp had been smeared with mint.

A troop with a belief that is willing to give everything for it is a troop with a "soul" - but this kind of operation is obviously too difficult for the current Qingdeng.

Therefore, Qingdeng could only settle for the next best thing, and instead arouse the sense of honor among his followers.

When an army has a sense of honor, when an army is eager to strive for honor, then this army will overnight... no, it will instantly become a powerful force that everyone fears!

The reason why Qingdeng made a speech suddenly was simply because he wanted to stimulate the sense of honor in his subordinates by talking about it.

But for some reason—before the speech officially started, he himself got excited first.

The hot blood frantically gathered in the brain and chest.

His thoughts became quicker than lightning, and all kinds of exciting words that he would never think of on weekdays popped out of his mouth one after another.

Whether it was making a conspicuous battle flag to boost morale, or raising the flag to charge and making a promise with his subordinates that "we will meet again under the flag", it was all a sudden flash of inspiration in Qingdeng's mind.

Suddenly, in the night 5 days ago, the scenes of the soldiers singing Edo folk songs together flashed before Qingdeng's eyes one by one.

After reminiscing, Qingdeng suddenly felt an urge to sing.

The blood in the veins burned so badly that Qingdeng's whole body ached.

He felt that if he didn't let go of his singing voice and sang a high-spirited song, it would be 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 songs that Qingdeng knows, the one that suits the current environment... is the only one.

A certain battle song that Alodi taught him a while ago, and he just learned it not long ago!

Although the content of the lyrics of this song is slightly out of tune with the theme of "chasing the fleeing bandit leader"...but whatever!

Singing songs only depends on the mood, and does not ask other things-this is the new knowledge that Qingdeng just learned from the team members who sang Edo folk songs according to their temperament just 5 days ago!

"Le jour de gloire est arrivé." (The glorious day has come.)

"Contre nous, de la tyrannie." (It is tyranny against us.)

"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 Elodi taught him: "La Marseillaise"!

Inspiring and passionate singing voices poured out from Qingdeng's mouth continuously.

There is no musical instrument or vocal accompaniment.

No accompaniment required!

At this moment, the strong wind blowing against you due to sprinting is the best instrument! The sound of footsteps trampling the earth like a mountain torrent is the best harmony!

"Sous nos drapeaux que la victoire," (hopefully in majestic song,)

"Accoureà tes mles accents," (To start with success.)

"Que tes ennemis expirants:" (Let dying enemies watch:)

"Voient ton triomphe et notre gloire!" (Your victory, our glory!)

"Piercing Clouds and Cracking Stones", "Golden Voice", "Ying Cry", "Minor Musician"... These talents related to singing have all entered the activation state.

Thanks to this talent, although Qing Deng's singing was a little out of tune, the overall problem was not serious.

Every musical note is like a bunch of thick flames, thunderbolts, and violent storms, burning, roaring, and blowing in the ears of the soldiers following Qingdeng.

It makes people feel like they are in a cauldron of boiling water, and the simmering heat makes people forget the coldness of late autumn and the fatigue that has penetrated deep into the flesh.

"Formez vos bataillons!" (Organize! Your armies!)

"Marchons, marchons!" (Forward! Forward!)

"Qu'un sang impur" (Dirty blood of enemies)

"Abreuve nos sillons." (Will irrigate our fields!)

The complete Marseillaise lasted nearly 11 minutes, and Qing Deng sang it all without missing a beat.

Singing it once wasn't enough—he sang it over and over again.

Of course Aoi and the others did not understand French.

However, the power of music lies in - even if you don't understand the content of the lyrics, the infinite power can spread to your whole body along every note!

Because he put his whole body and mind in front of him, Qingdeng didn't know what kind of changes the subordinates behind him were going through right now.

How passionate is the song of the Marseillaise? Enough to lift the spirits of all listeners!

If it is said that Qingdeng's speech just now piled up a firewood in the hearts of everyone, then the "Marseillaise" that Qingdeng is singing repeatedly now is the flame that ignites this firewood!

Some people's faces became more rosy; some people's legs and feet ran faster; some people hummed along.

"Quand nos anés n'y seront plus;" (the predecessors are no longer there;)

"Nous y trouverons leur poussière" (Let's go 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 don't envy surviving by chance, "

"Que de partager leur cercueil!" (willing to share the coffin!)

...

This kind of singing has gradually become a scale and a climate from a few sporadic voices.

The singing voices were connected into a piece, but there were more than ten people, but they sang with the momentum of hundreds of people!

The soaring notes and singing voices soared into the sky!

"Marchons, marchons!" (Forward! Forward!)

"Qu'un sang impur" (Dirty blood of enemies)

"Abreuve nos sillons." (Will irrigate our fields!)

Under the sun, the flag of sincerity flutters high with the wind!

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The "Marseillaise" that can give people crazy buffs and the EX-level treasure: the flag of sincerity is officially on the stage! (Leopard Happiness.jpg) The appearance of light green team uniforms and the official formation of the new selection team are coming soon... right?

When sending Qingdeng to the battle, Harada waved the flag of the test hall, the team members sang Edo folk songs, and the foreshadowing and foreshadowing of Elodi's teaching Qingdeng's "Marseillaise" were all revealed—such a layout, such a As for the plot structure, I just ask you if you agree with it? (Leopard laugh.jpg)

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Tomorrow, the chapter "The Attack and Defense of Soma Mountain", which the author wrote very well and will play a very important role in linking the past and the future in this book, will end, and we will move on to the next big chapter - living with the gangsters in Edo Trick.

After fighting the bandits, start to fight the gangsters.

Yakuza is a characteristic of Japan, you have to taste it.

The underworld forces that have been paving the way for nearly 2 million words in this book are finally about to surface completely.

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The author has successfully returned to Guangzhou! Finally, I can resume the usual rhythm of life and writing! You see, the number of words in today's chapter has returned to its usual level.

It's just——after going out for so long, the author is a little worried that he will get yang...