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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..."

…

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?"
To be continued...