Chapter 302 The Bond and Legend Between the King of Mercy and the Flag of Sincerity Begins Here! [7100]

In order to establish his authority in the army, Qing Deng had previously demonstrated his military power and background, but he had not used the cruel method that countless heroes throughout the ages had adopted when establishing their authority: killing people to establish their authority!

Although killing people to establish their authority is a bit cruel, it is very useful - it can let the subordinates know that they are not easy to mess with in the fastest and most direct way!

This method seems simple and easy to learn at first glance, but there are many tricks in it.

First of all, you can't kill some insignificant cats and dogs, and small minions. If you want to kill, kill people with a certain status. This will bring enough deterrence to the rest of the subordinates.

Secondly, you have to choose the right time to kill. You can't kill people suddenly without any reason, otherwise it will only have a counterproductive effect.

In summary, Akabane is a very good "brain borrowing" object.

His background is not low, he has a certain status in the third squad, and he often commits suicide, jumping left and right on Qing Deng's bottom line crazily.

On the first day of the fire thief's new post, Qing Deng set his sights on Akabane's head, but he had no chance to make a move.

Just now, Akabane himself presented this great opportunity to Qing Deng.

Openly taking the lead in disobeying the orders of his superiors, bringing about a very bad influence, tempting other soldiers to follow suit - Akabane's behavior is simply stretching his neck towards Qing Deng, and then happily saying to Qing Deng: "Quick! Cut off my head! Please! Quick!"

If Qing Deng does not actively respond to Akabane's "enthusiasm", it would be a shame to his kindness!

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

Whether it is people who admire Qing Deng or people who have never given Qing Deng any good face on weekdays, they are all dumbfounded at this moment, and they will never go west if Qing Deng says to go east.

Qing Deng 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 shocked and became obedient - this should be something worth celebrating... but Qing Deng's facial lines did not relax, and they were still tightly tense.

Akabane, who openly took the lead in disobeying orders, had just sat down on the rock, and more than ten people immediately followed suit... This matter seemed ordinary at first glance, but the problem behind it was huge.

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

There are still many people who don't take Qing Deng seriously. They regard his authority as nothing and are alienated from him.

However, on second thought, this is a good opportunity - a great opportunity to firmly grasp the morale of the third squad!

Although publicly beheading Akabane, who was the first to cause trouble, can instill fear in the hearts of his subordinates, so that they will have to carefully consider whether they are capable of going against Qing Deng in the future.

But this is not enough.

Far from enough.

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

Moreover, troops trained and commanded by "fear" are very unreliable. "Fear" cannot be simply equated with "loyalty".

Qing Deng does not want a puppet that will not move without pulling the string, or a donkey that will not move without whipping. What he wants is a group of flesh and blood people - if he wants to achieve this, he must not only make his subordinates "afraid", but also make them "obey"! Make this unit have a "soul"!

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

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

This old tree is at least a hundred years old, and it takes at least two adults to hug its thick trunk.

Qing Deng looked up at the sky. The dense leaves blocked the sun, and the clear blue sky could be seen from the gaps.

The floating red roses and falls like waves in the wind, rustling.

At this moment, an idea...or an impulse, surged in Qing Deng's mind and heart.

Qing Deng retracted his gaze to the sky and looked around - except for his love of flattery, there was no major shortcoming, and the personal style of Kuroba Shiro was quite good, and he happened to be standing 3 steps away from his right.

Swish - Qing Deng pulled off the haori on his upper body and handed it to Kuroba.

"Kuroba-kun, do me a favor and make me a flag."

"Ah?" Kuroba took the haori from Qing Deng in a daze, "Flag? What flag?"

"Hmm..." Qing Deng pursed his lips and looked like he was thinking.

For no reason, Qing Deng suddenly recalled the scene a dozen days ago when the expeditionary army set out from Edo, and Sanako, Kinoshita Mai, Soji, and the big guys from Shiweikan sent him off along the street.

At that time, Harada Sanosuke, the big guy, was carrying the Shiweikan flag made by Hijikata Toshizo and others out of boredom - a flag with a big "test" on it, and waved the flag up and down, so majestic.

"...Just write the word 'test'. The test of test combination."

"The 'test' of test combination? Just write this one word?"

"Yes. Write it as big as a bucket."

"But, but I don't have any paint. How to 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 okay. This task isn't difficult anyway..."

Kuroyu shook out the feather fabric in his arms and spread it neatly on the ground.

Just when he squatted down and was about to write with a finger pen and blood instead of ink, his movements suddenly stopped.

"Trial means 'trial'..." Kuroyu muttered in embarrassment, "I can't write this word..."

…

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 "Cracking 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.

People raised their eyes one after another and looked towards the source of the sound, towards the man who was holding a long sword and wearing an orange-red robe woven from sunlight.

"I believe you all know my deeds; I believe you all also know how I gained the reputation of the '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 'one-in-a-hundred-year talent' 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 was fortunate enough to join the bandits 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 "haa" sound, until his chest was bulging to the limit, until he felt that his lungs were about to burst, he opened his mouth wide, and absorbed all the gas 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!"

"I'm so fucking embarrassed by what you did!"

"When I was working at Beifansuo, the three Okahiki hired by 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 and surrounded them:

"I don't see how active you are when I go on a mission! You go to the izakaya to drink and go to Yoshiwara to play with women. Everyone is rushing to be the first!"

"Just five days ago, I accidentally learned how people in other units of the Huo Fu Thieves' reform view the Third Division and how they view you!"

Qingden paused.

After taking a deep breath and brewing his emotions for a while, Qingdeng recounted the night five days ago in full, word for word, as if he could pull out every word from his mouth:

"'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? A 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. What about you? Why have I only heard about "Nio's meritorious service" in recent days, but not about the other members of the third division?'"

As soon as these words came out, a wave of waves arose.

"What? Are you angry? Are you not convinced?"

"Is it useful to be unconvinced here? Did I 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 guys have nothing f*cking nothing!”

"Charge, the charge is not active! Kill the enemy, kill only a few enemies!"

"With your record, 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 second and fourth divisions, which are so elite that they can be called the "fists" and "sharp knives" of the Hufu Thieves Kai, even the eighth division with average combat power is slightly a bit... 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 were still a little self-conscious about how they performed after the battle began.

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 despised by others and other colleagues?"

"Is it true that you don't have the ability to achieve dazzling achievements and 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 Bandit 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!"

Qingteng raised the Jingguishen in his hand and pointed in the direction where Yokokura Keinosuke escaped.

"The Souma clan has collapsed, but their leader: Kinosuke Yokokura 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 'Sanka Tenka' Akechi Mitsuhide. Even if his head is taken off, 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. !”

"At that time, 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 bravely with perseverance and finally succeeded in catching the vicious bandit leader! "

Almost everyone, for some reason, straightens 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.

When Kuroba saw Aoden coming, he quickly folded the haori... or perhaps should be said to be a flag, neatly folded in his hand 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 to fit the 'try'..." Kuroyu replied weakly.

"What the hell are you trying to do? 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.

Knowing that he had made a typo, Black Feather's long face instantly pulled down.

"Tachibana-sama, I'm sorry... I haven't read a book since I left private school, and I rarely write. After I changed my job as a fire thief, I basically did some fighting and killing. I have forgotten all the Chinese characters... 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”! It doesn’t matter what words you write, as long as it’s 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 lose concentration, are in a daze, and 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!"

"Team members! Unite around me! Unite around this flag with the word Cheng!"

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

Qingdeng raised Dingguishen high above his head, and the shining blade faintly emitted a 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 shaft 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 fog.

"Ahhhh!" Lan Jingyang shouted. Although the shouting 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 Qingdeng.

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

No one stayed put.

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. . It's as if your whole scalp has been smeared with mint.

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 his tribe's sense of honor.

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 popped 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 team members singing Edo folk songs together that night five days ago flashed quickly before Aonto's eyes.

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 songs 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 Aomori 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 is no instrumental or vocal accompaniment.

No accompaniment required!

At this moment, the strong wind blowing in the back due to sprinting 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," (Hopefully in a majestic song,)

"Accoureà tes mles accents," (Victorious achievements.)

"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", "Orioles' Cry", "Music Completion"... these talents related to singing have all entered the activated state.

Thanks to his talent, Qingdeng's singing was slightly out of tune, but overall it wasn't a big problem.

Each note, like a bunch of strong flames, a series of powerful thunders, a series of fierce storms, burning, roaring, and blowing in the ears of the soldiers following closely behind Qingdeng.

It makes people feel as if they are in a pot of boiling water, and the rising heat makes people forget the cold of late autumn and the fatigue that has penetrated deep into their flesh.

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

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

"Qu'un sang impur" (The dirty blood of the enemy)

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

The complete Marseillaise is nearly 11 minutes long, and Qingdeng sang it all without missing a word.

Singing it once was not enough - he sang it over and over again.

Lan Jing and others certainly did not understand French.

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

Because he was fully focused on the front, Qing Deng didn't know what kind of changes his subordinates behind him were going through.

How exciting is the tune of the Marseillaise? It is enough to cheer up all the listeners!

If Qing Deng's speech just now was to pile up a bunch of firewood in everyone's hearts, then the Marseillaise that Qing Deng was singing repeatedly was the flame that ignited the firewood!

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

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

"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 those who survive by chance,)

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

...

Such singing started from a few scattered voices and gradually became a large-scale and a climate.

The singing was connected into a whole. There were only more than ten people, but they sang with the momentum of hundreds of people!

The notes and songs that soared straight up, straight into the sky!

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

"Qu'un sang impur" (The enemy's dirty blood)

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

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

The "Marseillaise" that can buff people like crazy and the EX-level treasure: the flag of sincerity are officially on the stage! (宝盈.jpg) The appearance of the light green uniform and the official formation of the Shinsengumi are also coming soon... right?

When sending Qing Deng to the battle, Harada waved the flag of the Shiwei Pavilion, the soldiers sang Edo folk songs, and the foreshadowing and foreshadowing of Elodie teaching Qing Deng the "Marseillaise" were all revealed - such a layout, such a plot structure , I just want to ask you if you are convinced? (Leopard Laughter.jpg)

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Tomorrow, the "Soma Mountain Offensive and Defense Battle" chapter, which the author wrote very happily and will play an extremely important role in this book, will end, and we will advance to the next big chapter - fighting with the gangsters in Edo.

After beating the bandits, we will start beating the gangsters.

The gangsters are a specialty of Japan, and you have to taste them.

The underworld forces that have been laid out in this book for nearly 2 million words are finally going to surface completely.

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

It's just that - after hanging out for so long, the author is a little worried that he will get impotence...