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Chapter 32: Shameful waste

Everyone looked at the voice and saw that the speaker was a fair-faced young soldier with a pretty face.

This soldier is Zhao Yan.

Hongdu strode to Zhao Yan and said coldly: "Are you teaching me to train soldiers?"

The other party's momentum had no effect on Zhao Yan.

"Right is right, wrong is wrong. The military camp is a place where military law is emphasized, and it is not a place where anyone with a higher position is right." Zhao Yan said in a plain tone.

"Looking for death!" Hongdu raised his arm and slapped him in the face.

Bang!

The slap of Hongdu was firmly blocked by Heiwa and grabbed his arm with one hand.

Hong Du broke free twice before pulling his arm back and taking several steps back.

Although Heiwa is not old, his strength is no less than that of ordinary adults.

"You dare to stop me, you really rebelled, you rebelled!" Hong Du was furious. Just as he was about to take action again, a provocative voice came from his ears again.

"Head of Hongdu, this matter has arisen because of me. Don't involve others. Just get angry at me!"

The speaker was the young man with black face. He strided between Zhao Yan and Heiwa, with a strong face.

"You... a person like you is not qualified to join the army. Bendu wants to find a battalion commander to deprive you of military status!" Hongdu said irritably.

Facing the dark-faced young man with a bad face, he really dared not take action. If his skills are not as good as others and he is overturned to the ground, it would be embarrassing.

At this moment, there were already hundreds of people around.

"What are you quarrels? What are you quarrels? Can't you keep your mouths from eating?" Another middle-aged man in military uniform came over.

"Battleman Commander, you are here!" Hong Du jogged to the middle-aged man and said, "These guys don't have a good meal and are making trouble. I'm just about to deal with them!"

At this time, Cao Fei walked out quickly from the crowd.

"Uncle Jiang, you must punish these people severely. They are the rat shit in the military camp. They provoke us for no reason and beat us like this. They have such a character and are not worthy of staying in the Shence Army. After I go home, I will also tell my father about these things!"

After saying that, Cao Fei looked at the black-faced man, Zhao Yan and Heiwa with some gloating pleasure.

As soon as he heard that Cao Fei was going to report to his father, the battalion commander suddenly became anxious.

"It's these three people who are provoking trouble, right? They beat them each to fifty military sticks and then expel them from the barracks!" Commander Jiang ordered.

"How can you be strong if I have you borers in the Great Zhou Dynasty?" The black-faced man took off his armor and threw it directly on the ground.

"Bold, you dare to insult me. Come on, beat him one hundred military sticks first, and beat him now!" Commander Jiang said loudly.

"Slow down!"

Zhao Yan looked at the commander Jiang and said coldly: "As the commander of my battalion in Dazhou, I will arbitrarily deprive a soldier of the opportunity to serve the country without asking for the reasons and not distinguishing right from wrong. Who gave you the right? What courage do you have to do this!"

Zhao Yan's tone was extremely stern, coupled with his innate aura of superiors.

For a moment, the battalion commander was a little stunned, as if he felt that he was back when he was scolded by the commander.

"You...you...who are you? You dare to speak so wildly. You are in charge of everyone, so let him come too!" Commander Jiang gasped and said to Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan walked to Commander Jiang, suddenly slapped and slapped him.

Bang!

The slap was extremely powerful, and when Commander Jiang was caught off guard, he was directly slapped to the ground.

Suddenly, everyone was stunned, including the black-faced young man.

A soldier beats a battalion commander and can be executed directly according to military rules.

This is not over, just the moment when Hongdu was stunned.

Zhao Yan once again made a pullback.

Bang!

Hongdu's head also fell to the ground.

Both were furious. Commander Cui and Hong Du's head pulled out the sword on their waists as they got up.

At this time, the black-faced young man looked at Zhao Yan with admiration and said, "Brother, good-looking, such a scum should be beaten!"

After saying that, the black-faced young man picked up a big spatula next to him and rushed over first.

Bang!

A big spatula covered Hongdu's head directly.

At the same time, Heiwa hit Commander Cui in the eyes with a long punch, and the latter fell to the ground again.

"What else do you think? Hurry up and arrest these three people. I will let him be the head of the capital!" Commander Cui shouted frantically.

Just as the soldiers around were about to rush towards the three, Shen Tuyi rushed over from a distance and jumped in front of Zhao Yan.

"Do you want to rebel? This is the Emperor of the Great Zhou!"

There are many people who know Shen Tuyi here, so they naturally believe it very much.

Suddenly, the audience was silent.

Then, everyone knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty, please spare me!"

Commander Cui and Hongdu were sweating coldly. They attacked with swords just now, and they were considered assassinating the emperor, and this crime was to kill the Nine Clans.

The soldiers breathed a long sigh. If they really took action just now, they would probably be over in their lives.

As for Cao Fei and his several followers, they all collapsed on the ground in fear.

Zhao Yan's face was gloomy.

He walked not far away, picked up the armor thrown by the black-faced young man, then walked to the black-faced young man, helped him up, and handed the armor to him and said, "I feel very guilty. If I hadn't appeared here, my Great Zhou would have lost a good soldier, even a general."

The black-faced young man took over the armor and felt extremely excited. The dignified Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty actually expressed guilt to him. For a moment, the black-faced young man didn't know what to say, so he had to lower his head deeply.

"What's your name?" Zhao Yan asked again.

"Yue Feihong." The black-faced man replied.

Zhao Yan patted his shoulder and said, "I remember you, do it well, and there will be a world of yours in the military camp."

After saying that, Zhao Yan looked at the dishes and meals falling on the ground, looked around and said, "Do you know what I am most distressed today? It's not that you are arrogant and domineering, violating military discipline, but that you are wasting food!"

Zhao Yan suddenly amplified his voice.

"Grain is the foundation of the country. It was planted by the people of our Great Zhou one by one. They raised you to protect your country and ensure that you can protect your land from being occupied by the Gentiles. When eating, you should learn to be grateful. Without their support, do you have the strength to fight? What kind of war can you rely on!"

"It's better to waste food than animals!" Zhao Yan walked to Cao Fei and kicked him to the ground.

Then turn around and leave.

When walking to Shen Tuyi, Zhao Yan said in a cold tone: "Let Yang Hong handle this matter personally and give me a reflection note!"
Chapter completed!
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