"I joined the army just to kill the barbarians and avenge myself..."
"revenge?"
Zhao Tiezhu laughed loudly, spit flying everywhere.
"With your mediocre skills? Fifty thousand troops! How can that kid stop him? Are you going to stay here and wait for death?"
He suddenly moved closer to Zhang Dashan, spraying the stench of alcohol all over his face.
"If you ask me, you should take the money and go back home as soon as possible to get a wife and have a baby!"
The crowd began to stir, some agreed with Zhao Tiezhu, while others whispered in opposition.
Seeing that the dispute was about to escalate, a veteran quickly tried to smooth things over:
"Don't argue, don't argue, let's divide the money first!"
Zhao Tiezhu walked towards the fullest box with a grim smile and called out to his men:
"Brothers, let's take these two boxes! The brothers who are leaving should get more!"
As he said this, he and five soldiers took away two boxes of the most valuable jewelry.
"This...this isn't fair!"
Some people were so angry that their beards were shaking.
"The six of you take most of it. How are the rest going to be divided among the brothers?"
"You old man, are you tired of living?"
A fierce light flashed in Zhao Tiezhu's eyes, and he suddenly attacked with a palm.
The man flew three feet away like a rag bag, hit the flagpole and spit out blood.
The parade ground suddenly became eerily quiet.
Zhao Tiezhu slowly withdrew his palm, and the momentum of the Hua Jin warrior made everyone breathless.
He looked around proudly:
"Who else is dissatisfied?"
No one dared to say anything.
Zhao Tiezhu laughed wildly and was about to say something else when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the direction of the tent.
Xia He is back.
Seeing the situation on the training ground, Xia He did not frown at all, but instead showed a warm smile:
"Did you divide it?"
Zhao Tiezhu's expression changed instantly, and he put on that flattering face again:
"It's divided, it's divided. Your Excellency is really considerate of your subordinates..."
Xia He nodded, his eyes swept over the old soldier spitting blood and the scattered weapons on the ground, his tone was as light as if he was discussing the weather:
"I won't stop anyone who wants to leave. Just take the money if you have the ability."
"But..." Xia He changed the subject, "We need to settle the accounts clearly."
Zhao Tiezhu and others were stunned and looked at each other.
"What account?"
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