Of course, two more days later, the two people were released.

Although they did not shake hands and make peace, they were not as hatred as before, and they had reached the point where they could chat a little awkwardly.

This has become a microcosm of the atmosphere in the central camp. Almost everyone in the camp hates and admires Xie Yuan.

I hate her because she has extremely heavy training tasks, which are almost as hard as she can't raise her hands when she eats, and she doesn't want to move when she lies down at night.

As she said, everyone's strength is spent on the training ground, and they don't have the energy to fight in their spare time. They are too lazy to even talk. It's better to have more rest than time.

What I admire is that she often trains with everyone in the name of supervision and inspection. There is nothing she can't keep up with as much as she can.

Especially in archery and endurance running, it almost crushes everyone.

What's even more annoying is that when she surpasses you, she often uses her amazing pair of phoenix eyes to glance at you coldly, with a sense of contempt, which makes people feel excited.

It’s annoying to be annoying, but you can’t accept it.

At the beginning, of course, many people in the military camp were skeptical about Xie Yuan as a girl. Although there was a legendary story arranged by Shen Liuzhen as a foundation.

Resistance is not enough, there are still many people who doubt that there are still many waiting and watching.

As a result, after Xie Yuan's ruthless and "appropriate" operation and her behavior that was more heroic than men, no one remembered that she was a girl. He only felt that she was their commander, and the life-thrusting devil was also a life-thrusting devil.

The devil is terrible and hateful. This is a consensus reached by everyone in the military camp, regardless of Hu Han.

As a secretly spy on Xie Yuan's investigation of public opinion, Guan Yifei couldn't help but feel sad:

"Are you always so tired when you are your soldier?"

They had just finished their training and were having lunch break.

Guan Yifei's clothes were soaked all over his body. He sat cross-legged opposite Xie Yuan, wiping his sweat while saying:

"If you ask me to come, I don't want to come anymore. Your tent is too far away..."

When Xie Yuan heard this, he hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and asked Zhao Nianyou who was busy pouring water beside him, and asked sincerely:

“Are you tired of following me?”

When Zhao Nianyou heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched for a moment, then a shy and awkward smile appeared, and he said in a low voice:

"Not tired, no tired."

Guan Yifei opened his mouth slightly and looked at Zhao Nianyou, then said:

"They are your personal soldiers. They have been running around for a lot of time, so they are definitely not as tired as we ordinary soldiers who train all day long."

After hearing this, Zhao Nianyou paused his hands that poured water. He wanted to defend them, saying that it would not be easy at all when they stayed under the general's hands?

But he was young and shy, and in the end he didn't say anything.

Xie Yuan pushed the roster and archives on the case table, and said with his eyes hanging:

"It is natural to be tired. In ordinary barracks, the quality of the ranks is not uniform, so there are inevitably a few old and weak, and they are too heavy to keep up. The people raised now are all young and strong. Since they are in my hands, they have to go to a higher level than the previous team."

Guan Yifei had nothing to say, so he could only smile and wiped the sweat off his head.

Xie Yuan smiled as he looked at it and said:

"Isn't the rotation rest as usual? I'll have a good rest when I'm off. Hey, Brother Guan, do you want to consider getting a home in Pingcheng?"

When Guan Yifei heard this, he almost sprayed out the tea. He looked at Xie Yuan as if he didn't recognize him, and widened his amber eyes:

"Why are you still caring about this? This is not like you..."

Xie Yuan was a little embarrassed. She put her elbow on the table and tilted her body and said seriously:

"No, I just suddenly remembered it, I think you are better off."

Guan Yifei smiled, smiled warmly, and said openly:

"Hey! If I do this, I won't delay others...what are you asking me for?"

When Xie Yuan heard this, he put aside the topic that had just come to light and asked:

"How do you feel about the atmosphere in the military camp recently? If I disband the personnel and reorganize the team, do you think it's OK?"

Guan Yifei was stunned and asked, "How to reorganize it?"

"Based on ability, Hu and Han mixed up, such as archers, cavalry, infantry..."

Guan Yifei said "Oh" and asked uncertainly:

"That means that in the future, there may be fifteen people in a tent, and there may be all kinds of people. It is not like the ones now. If the Hu people are all Hu people, if the Han people are all Han people?"

Xie Yuan responded with certainty "Yes", his voice was loud and his eyes were full of expectations, and he asked:

"Do you think it's time to fight again?"

Guan Yifei thought about it, wiped the sweat from his head again, and suddenly laughed out and said:

"I think it may not be possible. Now... I'm really tired and sleeping. Who has the heart to fight? And recently, because I'm too tired, you are the one who scolds the most. You are quite united at this point."

Xie Yuan was stunned when he heard this. Later, Zhao Nian couldn't help but laugh, and then hurriedly held it back.

Xie Yuan spread his hands boldly and said:

"This is very good. No matter what he is, being able to unite is a good thing."

...

...

On the shooting range of the Central Camp.

Thirty arrow targets stood in the yellow sand in the distance. A gust of wind blew, and the rolling yellow sand blew by, like a fog, covering the targets, like ghosts, looming.

Xie Yuan rode a horse and stood behind the queue. He looked at the selection competition of the archers in front of him.

She has reorganized everyone, regardless of Hu Han, according to the information on the initial assessment of enlistment.

People are separated, but whoever becomes an official or leads is a question.

For fairness and to fulfill what she promised, the Central Camp uses strength as the standard for promotion.

So the strategy of selecting officers based on the results of the competition was begun across the entire army.

In order to end the chaos that may be caused by the lack of a leader in the group of dragons as soon as possible, all positions below the guards must be settled within one day.

Therefore, in order to pursue efficiency and speed, this selection is really rough.

Thirty people were in a row, and all the archers stood in a square formation with bows and arrows in their hands.

The messenger standing beside him waving the flag in his hand while shouting the command:

“Get out of the line…ready…reserve!”

Following his command, a team of thirty people stepped forward, stood in the predetermined position, raised their bow, shot arrows, turned around, and lined up to the side.

During this period, the infantrymen went to count the rings on the target, registered, and then stood opposite the archer and declared the results with the flag.

Then, another team immediately stepped forward, followed the command, lifted the bow and shot arrows...

The scene was uniform, regular and neat, and very spectacular.

At this time, after seeing the result of reporting the target with a flag on the opposite side, a soldier finally stood against the wind and sand, and was unconvinced to the back of the square formation, watching Xie Yuan shouted:
Chapter completed!