"Do you think your punishment is too severe?" Jiang Ning stood up and looked at the Second Battalion Commander Xue Yue standing in front of him with his head lowered in disbelief.

Xue Yue did not raise his head, but just cupped his hands and said angrily: "If the regiment leader said this, I just feel it is a bit heavy. Didn't you just go to Goulan to listen to music and have two girls? This war is in chaos. Without us, they

Can he still be alive? Maybe he was killed and thrown into a barren mountain to be fed to dogs."

"Sir... what you have done is a bit too much. Who else will fight for you?" Xue Yue finally said what was in his heart.

A tough man in charge of a team of ninety people did seem very awkward talking like this in front of Jiang Ning, but Xue Yue didn't know why. He obviously made his vows before entering, but when he entered Jiang Ning's residence, he saw that there was only one bed.

Apart from the simple furnishings of a table and chairs, he didn't even dare to look at Jiang Ning, and his tone was naturally a little weak.

Xue Yue is tall and thick, with a strong body, bright eyes, and a red complexion. In the past, he had a fierce look, either because he was wrong, or because Jiang Ning had the power of life and death, and his atmosphere was not smooth.

But everything he said made sense. No one was fighting desperately, but Jiang Ning was a bare commander. There were only a thousand people. If there were hundreds of thousands of people, once they mutinied, let alone Qingyang City.

It is possible for one force to change its course.

This is why feudal dynasties have always been mutinous and constantly changing in rebellion. The amount of armed forces and the talents of the generals who work for you are the basis for your ability to establish a political power.

But here in Jiangning, he would not allow this kind of thing to happen, and immediately said: "Call the remaining eight battalion commanders over, and we will have a meeting."

When Xue Yue heard this, he thought there was something wrong with this. Otherwise, he would have been furious and would have dismissed him from his post, or taken him out and beaten him up. This incident would have chilled the hearts of the soldiers. What if he does something next time?

He is still the battalion commander during elections and the like, which is not a bad thing.

Immediately he went out, and the eight anxious battalion commanders arrived at Jiang Ning's room.

Jiang Ning's house was not big, and the nine people here seemed a bit crowded. Everyone looked at Xue Yue and involuntarily gave a thumbs up. They didn't know what method Xue Yue used to make the iron-headed rooster in front of them change his mind.

"The meeting is a bit crude now, so let's just make do with it for now." Jiang Ning stood in front of the nine people.

"Just now the second battalion commander said that I was too harsh. If this continues, no one will work hard for me. Does everyone think the same way?" Jiang Ning asked.

Everyone looked at each other, but no one answered Jiang Ning's words. Jiang Ning's words were more like negotiating, appearing in front of everyone with a domineering attitude.

"Saving your life for me? Are you sacrificing your life for me by killing the enemy and conquering the city?" Jiang Ning shouted angrily, shocking everyone and taking a step back: "Think about it, who are you sacrificing your life for? Why don't you regret it? Why?

Zhujian Villa? Or Shenggong?"

"Xue Yue, you said, they are working hard for you, but whose life is yours?" Jiang Ning stepped forward and stood in front of Xue Yue.

Xue Yue hesitated and was surrounded by Jiang Ning. Who was he working for?

"Of course, of course...it belongs to the owner of the village, to the villa..." It took a long time for Xue Yue to react, and his voice gradually became louder: "Our lives...all belong to the villa..."

"Yes, it belongs to the Villa, and what is the Villa?" Jiang Ning asked again.

"What is the Villa?"

When everyone faced this question, they couldn't answer it for a while.

"Does the villa belong to you? Is it Ning Buhui's? Or is it the Shenggong's?" Jiang Ning walked around a few people and muttered to himself: "No, no, none of them, it belongs to the people behind you. Don't forget,

Why did you come out from the southwest, why did you have to fight your way out to the death, why? Why? Xue Yue, tell me, why?"

Jiang Ning walked quickly to Xue Yue again, but everyone was frightened and blushed when Jiang Ning said it.

Xue Yue was stunned and instinctively replied: "In order to...not to suffer, in order to kill all those corrupt officials, in order not to separate wives and children..."

"Okay, that's well said. It's a good idea to kill all the corrupt officials..." Jiang Ning turned around, nodded slightly, then suddenly turned around: "What about you? Listening to music for fun and giving money to others is a matter of course.

Yes, in this world, there is no reason to only enjoy it without paying for it..."

"Yes...it doesn't make sense..." I don't know who said it.

"Who is that, bullying men and women, buying and selling by force? What is the difference between this and corrupt officials? Are you fighting the world just to bully men and women? Just to go out to drink and eat meat without paying? It seems that I

I still underestimated you." Jiang Ning said and glanced at everyone. They all came from poor backgrounds. Although this matter was just a small matter and could almost be ignored, Jiang Ning magnified it infinitely and raised it to a political level.

It made these people blush.

In Jiang Ning's words, they were really no different from the corrupt officials they crusaded against, and they eventually became what they hated the most.

"It's a small matter, but you can't do it like this. If I let one go, there will be a second and third one, because there will be no punishment for doing so." Jiang Ning continued, but his voice became much calmer: "

Until one day, someone will pick up a knife, look at your head, and say that you are corrupt officials."

"You should take care of your own people. If you can't take care of it well, I will take care of it for you. If you think I am wrong, just come and kill me with a knife. If I blink, I am not the one with the handle." Jiang Ning spat.

Take a sip.

"Subordinates... don't dare..."

Jiang Ning turned his back and raised his hand: "Okay, if something like this happens again in the future, it will only be more strict. If you can't control yourself, then get out... I, Jiang Ning, don't want this kind of rubbish."

The nine people looked at each other and slowly exited Jiang Ning's house. When they got outside the door, they couldn't help but shook their heads: "Damn it, it turns out that I am a corrupt official..."

As he spoke, someone spat and slapped himself.

The people who gathered around were shocked by this scene. What was going on? They couldn't get anything done after going in, and everyone was wilted.

"What are you looking at? Everyone from the second battalion, get over here, damn..." Xue Yue shouted, and everyone dispersed like birds and beasts.

In the next two days, in the southwest school grounds, among the team of a thousand people, wailing sounds were heard from time to time, not because of torture, but because of training, but the aura exuded by this team was also just right.

The Southwest Campus was quietly enveloped, and the number of spectators gradually became less and less.

Because in their eyes, the people in the school grounds look like monkeys, and the people in the school grounds look at them more like fools. The two sides seem to be unable to deal with each other.

But in the early morning of that day, Zhao Xing suddenly rushed over to find Jiang Ning, saying that something had happened. A man named Ning Yuanwu had entered Ning Buhui's office. When they found out, they had already stopped him.
Chapter completed!