Chapter 149: It is power, not hatred

Xie Yuan walked up to the school ground and saw a group of people gathered around and cheering. Ke Sande's tall figure was particularly eye-catching among the crowd.

Xie Yuan did not wear armor. Although many people knew her in the military camp, people didn’t pay much attention to the people around them when they were making fun of the fun.

So when Xie Yuan bypassed the crowd watching the fun and saw everything in his eyes, only two or three people nearby noticed Xie Yuan, and subconsciously gave up Dao'er and became quiet in an instant.

But just the changes of these few people did not affect the lively atmosphere of the entire crowd.

At least the two protagonists who competed on the field were unaware of it.

Ke Sande was competing with prisoners under a Southwest King. The southerners were generally not tall, short, and brave, with a wild and brute force on them.

So they all call these southwest locals "Nan Barbarians".

At this time, the "Nan Barbarian" who had turned from a prisoner into a recruit was pressed on the ground by Ke Sande's head. He gritted his teeth and his bitten mouth was spraying with some blood foam. He tried desperately to get up from the ground, but he couldn't get up no matter how he seemed extremely humiliated.

Ke Sande inserted his waist, stepped on someone's head, and his hands were inserted into his waist, cursing sarcastically:

"You can show me one more defeated man!! I have never seen such a shameless prisoner. Who do you think you are?! Go along with me?!!!"

The eyes of the people on the ground were covered with blood due to hatred. Looking at that look, as long as he was given a chance, he would pierce Ke Sande's throat without hesitation.

At the same time, the captive group of local people around them also felt a sense of hostility permeating.

"Resist the three virtues!"

Seeing this, Xie Yuan's brows flew up, and he was furious and shouted loudly.

As soon as her slightly hoarse voice came out, Ke Sande immediately stopped and looked at the sound guiltily.

It's over, it's Xie Yuan... Ke Sande couldn't help but think.

...There was a slightly low and hoarse voice in his youth, which was so recognizable.

"Come with me!" Xie Yuan threw down coldly, turned around and left. His expression was so angry that he looked at it.

Ke Sande followed him tremblingly.

Whether it was new or old people, the crowd became lively again.

"Who is that young man? He looked so majestic, Chief Kewei was so scared." A newcomer asked.

"That's our lieutenant, and he doesn't even have this vision." The old man under Xie Yuan rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction.

"Ah? The lieutenant is so young? Are you a lie?"

"Yes... he doesn't look like he is wearing a look. Why is he still wearing wooden armor? It looks so shabby..."

These two were made up from other military camps, not the Southern Barbarians, but they were more in line with Xie Yuan's men and spoke more casually.

"Hmph...you wait. When your training is almost done, when the lieutenant comes to test your training results, you will open your eyes and know that you cannot judge people by their appearance..." A veteran who was a veteran who has experienced it said a coldly and then left the crowd proudly.

On this side, Xie Yuan took Ke Sande directly to his tent.

Xie Yuan stood firmly, and as soon as he came in, Xie Yuan turned around and attacked him.

Ke Sande was startled and instinctively blocked his hand twice, but was subdued by Xie Yuan's quick throat lock, which made him stick out his tongue. Then he felt a pain in his legs, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to the ground with a "splash".

It is common to be thrown by Xie Yuan. He didn't think anything was there yet, but he thought it was a "learning" in daily life. However, when Xie Yuan's soap boots stepped on his face and pressed his head, Ke Sande suddenly became angry.

He cursed in his throat with a vague curse, and then waved his hands desperately to grab Xie Yuan's feet, trying to pull her away.

As a result, Xie Yuan's hand was like a whip, and he hit Ke Sande's hand twice, and his hand was thrown to the ground, and he suddenly felt heart-wrenching as if he was broken.

"Ah!!!" Ke Sande exhaled in pain. The more he struggled, the more he felt, the more he felt, the more he felt hatred and humiliated.

The last time Xie Yuan made such a ruthless hand, it was because he roasted her rabbit.

"Fuck your ancestor Jie Yuan! How did I offend you again?!!! Let me get up!" Ke Sande's cheek was almost dislocated by Xie Yuan, and he cursed vaguely.

Xie Yuan looked at him, gritted his teeth with anger and hatred, then he let go and stood aside.

Ke Sande's hands were in pain and he crawled up from the ground with the pain. As soon as he stood up, his first reaction was that he wanted to bully Xie Yuan and then make up for it.

But when he saw Xie Yuan standing there, pressing one hand on the sword, his phoenix eyes looked at his eyes coldly.

He immediately returned to the cage rationally and took two and a half steps back...

Seeing that he was honest, Xie Yuan spoke coldly and asked, "How is it like being stepped on by someone's head?"

Only then did Ke Sande realize why Xie Yuan was so cruel just now, so he murmured:

"humiliation……"

"You know the humiliation, why do you still treat your comrades like this?! Don't you understand such a simple principle as 'Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you'?!" Xie Yuan's voice was sharp, and he was already angry.

Ke Sande knew that he was in the wrong, but he still felt wronged, so he whispered: "They don't obey orders and don't accept discipline. I'm just trying to teach them a lesson. I'm so angry that I'm just so angry."

Xie Yuan immediately answered his voice in a calm voice:

"If you want to establish your authority, I won't care about you when you fight and show off! But if you are accustomed to the competition, can you do such a thing as stepping on someone's head?! I ask you, do you hate it when I was stepped on me?"

Kesander said sternly: "…hate."

Xie Yuan stretched out his hand to the ground excitedly and said angrily: "You will hate the friendship between you and me for many times. Think about it, what it feels like to be trampled by you?!... Now more than half of the camp is captured by the southwest, and the army has already set off... Are you going to stir up a mutiny?!"

Ke Sande didn't think so much. When he heard Xie Yuan say this, his face suddenly turned pale and his eyes shaking.

Seeing that he realized the seriousness, Xie Yuan's anger disappeared a little.

So he explained patiently:

"If you want the people below to respect you, you must first respect them! The one who establishes authority is power, not hatred. If you lead troops in the future, remember this for me!"

Ke Sande was a big man, almost a head taller than Xie Yuan. At this time, he held two painful wrists and nodded honestly.

Xie Yuan's voice relaxed and said, "Punishment: I will be demoted to the next level and go back to be the sergeant. Go out to apologize in public. Are you convinced?"

Ke Sande glanced at Xie Yuan's face and responded with a disgusting voice: "...submit."
Chapter completed!