Traveling through ancient times: starting with live streaming

Chapter 159 Disturbing the morale of the army

After Zhou Chang finished speaking, he glanced at the soldiers in the garrison camp, waiting for an answer.

The leading soldier did not know his rank, nor did he know Zhou Chang, but when he saw Peng's attendants beside him, he bowed and saluted.

Peng Pai hurriedly asked a man to come forward and introduce him to Zhou Chang: "Your Highness Prince Yi, this is Wu Zhi, the captain of the garrison camp."

Wu Zhi was short and fat, wearing armor and a sword on his waist. He knelt on one knee and saluted: "I am Wu Zhi, the captain of the West City Garrison Battalion, and I pay my respects to His Highness Prince Yi."

"No need to be polite." Zhou Chang didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "Captain Wu, I'll give you another five taels, fifteen taels each, and help fill the bottles. How do you think?"

Adding another five taels is already the bottom line.

Today, the newly arrived imperial guards and masters only receive twenty taels a day each. Now that most of the day has passed, the working hours can only be counted from the evening.

Fifteen taels is already too much. Any more would be really unfair to others.

"Your Highness Prince Yi," Wu Zhi had already stood up after hearing this, but he knelt on one knee again with a cold attitude, "Forgive me for not being able to obey your order. The Garrison Battalion has always been responsible for guarding the important place of Jindu and fulfilling the responsibility of defending the border for the country."

His voice was very loud, and it was obvious that he was not speaking just to Zhou Chang.

As soon as these words were spoken, the imperial guards stopped in their tracks.

"What do you mean? Are you dissatisfied with the amount of money?" Zhou Chang was confused.

Wu Zhi knelt on one knee, but raised his head proudly: "Your Highness Prince Yi, please forgive me. It's not that the soldiers think the money is too little, but they need to conserve their energy to escort the supplies and fight the enemy."

"Do you think that what we are doing now is not a war?" Before Zhou Chang could react, Prince Yi's consciousness had already rushed to the top of his head like a ball of anger and burst out of his mouth.

Wu Zhi didn't answer, but his eyes said it all.

"Do you think you are the only hero?" Zhou Chang immediately caught up with Prince Yi's thoughts, suppressed his anger, and sneered, "Don't think that only those who fight on the front line are soldiers. Everyone who contributes to this war is a soldier."

At this time, torches had been lit on the east side of the parade ground. Under the light of the fire, many people's faces showed obvious signs of fatigue.

The masters were fine, probably because they were used to the craft and their movements and steps were methodical.

Most of the imperial guards were extremely tired, and even if they managed to work, their movements were very slow, and they could only instruct the newcomers on how to work.

Zhou Chang glanced around and felt guilty towards the imperial guards, but he also wanted to encourage them: "What is war about? Financial resources, weapons, men, strategies, and time. What you are doing now is to compete with the enemy for time. Although your enemy is not in front of you, what you are doing is equally important."

There was complete silence, still no response.

"What are you all standing there for? Keep going, don't stop until you finish." Zhou Chang was most worried that people would lose their focus at this time. He shouted, but he felt powerless inside.

The imperial guards were still standing still. Many of them were numb from exhaustion, and even more of them were displeased with the garrison camp.

What are you afraid of?

Zhou Chang originally wanted to find more helpers to share the hard work of the imperial guards and old masters, but he did not expect that instead of getting helpers, the people in the West City Garrison Camp became morale-shaken.

"Where is Tang Mao, the governor of the imperial guards?" The county magistrate was not as good as the current one. Zhou Chang's words did not count, so he thought of Tang Mao, the governor of the imperial guards.

Since the commander-in-chief of the imperial guards is not here, Tang Mao should have the final say here.

"Guardian Tang is resting over there." One of the imperial guards answered, pointing to a place at the foot of the wall.

Zhou Chang looked over there.

After a long time, I finally saw two snakes stretched out next to a pile of open empty boxes that contained snakes. They were covered with some clothes.

If no one had reminded me, at first glance I would have thought it was just a pile of rags.

Tang Mao was obviously very alert in his sleep. As soon as the man finished speaking, he sat up. Seeing Zhou Chang, he jumped up, patted the dust off his body and ran over: "Your Highness Prince Yi, do you have any instructions?"

"I didn't want to disturb you, but there is no other way. I have to trouble you again, Governor Tang," Zhou Chang said apologetically. He never expected Tang Mao to set such an example and stick to it all the time. "Please ask Governor Tang to gather everyone first. The process cannot be stopped."

"Yes." Tang Mao agreed, then looked around and reported, "Your Highness, except for the two teams of soldiers who returned to the barracks for a temporary rest, the rest of the people are all here."

"When can they come back?" Zhou Chang no longer planned to give anyone any time to rest. It was simply too late.

Tang Mao seemed to estimate in his mind: "They should be back in half an hour. They were supposed to be on rotation, but this shift hasn't rested yet."

"I know you are all very tired," Zhou Chang understood, but there was nothing he could do. "But this is the last night. If we hurry, it may not take a whole night. Let the soldiers work harder."

"Yes." Tang Mao agreed readily.

But most of the imperial guards were still glaring at the West City Garrison Camp.

Zhou Chang also hated the people in the garrison camp for not only being unable to help, but also disturbing the morale of the army. He flicked his sleeves and said, "And you, since you don't want to work, just get out of my way and stop being an eyesore. When this batch of frostbite cream comes out, someone will notify you to collect it. Get out!"

Wu Zhizao stood up silently and stood behind Peng Pai, looking dissatisfied and indignant, but in the end he did not dare to say anything.

Tang Maoze has already mobilized the imperial guards to move as soon as possible.

Zhou Chang vented a few words, then when he looked up, the last ray of light had disappeared, and his heart began to flutter.

She hadn't done any physical work in the past three days, but she was already exhausted both physically and mentally. Her chest felt tired even when she breathed. What about these people who had been working day and night?

What a sin! For a moment, I felt ashamed to face the imperial guards and the masters. I turned around and dragged my feet back towards the west stand.

Smoke rose from the big black pots behind her, but she felt alienated.

What is all this for?

At first, it was for live streaming and selling goods so as to change to a more desirable identity.

Later, it was to help Yuan Qi, and it could be considered as a way of repaying him.

But now?

In addition to winning, saving the Yuan family, making money, and for Prince Yi's Mansion, she unknowingly shouldered too many things.

"Your Highness, if we continue like this...it's getting dark...can we still finish it on time?" Peng Pai followed without paying attention.

"If Lord Peng can't wait, you can go up and help." Zhou Chang knew that the other party would not do that, but he still wanted to say something.

The Peng faction had just seen Zhou Chang get angry, and now they knew they were going to run into trouble, and were in a dilemma.

"By the way, Lord Peng, I'm sure you won't leave until you receive this batch of frostbite cream. If so, please go back and look after the people in the West City Garrison Camp." Zhou Chang suddenly turned around, his eyes wide open, and said in a stern tone, "Otherwise, you will disturb the morale of the army and delay the construction period. I wonder what crime you will be charged with?"

"Uh..., this..., Your Highness Prince Yi's words are too kind..." Peng Pai was startled, but he stammered and couldn't explain what he meant.

Zhou Chang didn't even look at Peng Pai any more, and turned back to the west stand. Suddenly, he couldn't muster any strength. "Instead of passively losing sleep, it's better to stay up late actively;

Instead of abandoning the pit proactively, they are still digging the pit passively;"