Everyone stopped moving because of this shout, turned their heads and looked at Xie Yuan, who was riding on the horse behind him, waiting for her to speak.

In fact, many people are not satisfied with their competition results. After all, it is an officer selection. Some people think they are not lucky because the wind and sand affect their performance and miss the official position.

When Xie Yuan heard this, he drove the horse away from his personal soldiers, walked to the competition queue, and turned over and got off the horse.

She said to the commander of the flag soldiers:

“Let them return to the team.

The flag soldiers followed the order and called the soldiers who had already left the column and were preparing for the ranks, so they called them back.

When the soldiers in the queue returned, Xie Yuan grabbed his bow from one soldier, and then waved to the other side, the soldier who was calling unfair and waved to him to come.

The soldier was a Han man. When he saw Xie Yuan calling him, he mustered up his courage and ran over angrily, standing in front of Xie Yuan, with a stubborn look on his face.

Xie Yuan glanced at him, then ordered coldly: "Take your bow and stand next to me, let's compare once."

Then he said to the commander's messenger: "You order."

"yes."

The soldier was still stunned. Xie Yuan raised his hand and drew an arrow from the quiver behind him, put it on the bowstring, and stood with a bow hanging down.

He quickly stood aside obediently and made preparations excitedly, glad that he had a second chance.

"preparation!"

He and Xie Yuan raised the bow and arrow together and made a goal.

Another gust of wind and sand swept over, and the yellow sand filled the sky, and the target flashed by and disappeared.

Because Xie Yuan stood next to him, her target also hid in the yellow sand.

He couldn't help but feel a little grateful, thinking: The commander came to the scene in person, in order not to let the commander get rid of the target and lose face, the messenger next to him must choose a time without wind to give orders, so that he can perform well and turn the tables.

However, he didn't know that the messenger was the personal soldiers that Xie Yuan had led for a long time.

Everyone who followed her knew that she didn't like to procrastinate and did not like to cheat, so she still held the rhythm steadily and gave the order without even watching it:

"put!"

The Han soldier's heart trembled in his heart, and then he saw Xie Yuan's arrow next to him release without hesitation, passing straight through the flying yellow sand and disappeared.

He quickly released his arrow.

The wind and sand stopped again, and the target was exposed to everyone.

There is no need to count this time, because the result is obvious: Xie Yuan's arrow landed not far from Hongxin, and his one was off the target...

The Han man's face turned red, not sure whether he was embarrassed or angry.

Xie Yuan turned his head, looked at him again, and said coldly:

"It's a good thing to not accept, but you have to keep up with your ability."

Then she threw the bow back to its owner, and then turned on the horse's back, pulled the reins, and drove the horse to trot through the front of the array. While walking, she shouted loudly to everyone:

"Is there any wind and sand unfair?! Is there any fairness on the battlefield?... Maybe some people are lucky. When it's his turn, there is no wind. If he hits the ball, he may not be able to be able to shoot. But if he doesn't shoot when there is wind, he will definitely not be much better at all!

If there is a gust of wind on the battlefield and your life is gone, you can only go to the King of Hell to seek justice! I tell you that training hard and using strength to overcome difficulties is your way to save your life, and your greatest fairness is yours!"

Her voice drifted and drifted out with the wind and sand. Everyone looked at the slender and heroic young general on the horse's back and couldn't help but feel a heart-warming passion from their hearts.

Only Xie Yuan could hear:

"Don't worry, there is no one who wins this time, and there is still a chance next time. I said that strength is the most respected here. Even if you become the commander of the sergeant and the commander of the guard this time, if you are compared by someone else next time, you will still have to retreat!"

Xie Yuan rode his horse around, then returned to the back of the queue, and ordered:

"continue."

"Yes." The commander in charge roared with great energy, and then his regular and rhythmic command began again:

“Get out of the line…ready…reserve!”

In the wind and sand, the uniform footsteps of the soldiers and the sound of arrows leaving the bowstrings and breaking through the air, buzzing and vibrating, as if there was a blast.

...

...

After breaking the soldiers and reorganizing them, Xie Yuan was the most worried period.

She was afraid that in which tent would start fighting, and the conflict would intensify and hurt lives.

Although she had been very much attentive to ensure that the Hu and Han people could maintain a balance between the equal forces, she had already spent a lot of effort, studied the roster, and adjusted the number of Hu and Han soldiers in each tent.

However, the soldiers' skills and numbers are not just equally divided. There are always several military camps, with only one or two Hu people or one or two Han people.

In addition, those selected sergeants and guards will inevitably take care of their own people because of their national identity and cannot treat them equally, which will make them more likely to have conflicts.

So in the first few days, Xie Yuan patrolled the camp almost every day.

At night, I would occasionally patrol with the on-duty team and urge them not to slack off.

Even when I was having a meal, I didn’t care about eating, and I took people to wander around the military camp to see if anyone was bullied and could not be assigned food.

I met several officers who were obviously favored and independent, regardless of whether they were Hu or Han, and I rubbed them, and then I directly asked the personal soldiers to search for the roster and pulled up the second-ranked person in the competition.

The military camp was too big. Even if she asked her personal soldiers and Ke Sande to take charge of the responsibilities of the lieutenant, she would watch with her, and she would be so busy that she would not touch the ground every day.

In addition to night, she didn't dare to sleep too much, for fear that she would die due to a dispute when she didn't know, and a few more people would make a fuss, which caused a mutiny in the military camp...

It will be miserable by then, and that is not something that can be passed by just a few arguments in the court.

If she is not the leader, it is second. Perhaps this attempt to mix the military camp of Hu Han will be cancelled immediately, and there will be no second chance within a few years.

Just like that, Xie Yuanzhan trembled for another two months and almost never returned home.

Just when she thought everything was on the right track and was developing towards good things, something happened.

That morning, the horn of the fuck was blown out in the camp, and someone exclaimed and came out of the tent, shouting:

"It's dead!"

Almost in an instant, many people gathered over, and Xie Yuan also heard the notification from the patrol soldiers and rushed over as quickly as possible.

As soon as I got there, I saw many people watching nearby, and several people who were familiar with the deceased were questioning and scolding.

As soon as Xie Yuan saw those people, he understood that the person who died inside might be a Xianbei person...

So she rode in and scolded her directly:
Chapter completed!