The drum that summons the generals is for generals; ordinary soldiers do not need to assemble.
However, they also knew in their hearts that once this drum sounded, they would definitely be needed later.
The soldiers who were on rest day also took out their armor, put it on, and prepared to return to the barracks, ready to await orders at any time.
"Alas, it's a pity I can no longer serve the prince."
A soldier missing a hand looked at his hand and sighed.
He's now a clerk at the grocery store, in charge of looking after the warehouse.
This was the army's arrangement for all wounded soldiers. He was assigned to this sinecure, where he could earn five taels of silver a month.
He also received military wounded allowances, including ten taels of silver, a load of rice, a jar of lard, two bolts of cloth, and thirty catties of meat each month.
All of this combined is more than what he earned in a year from farming.
In addition to these, his son was also sent to school to study and write with an old, white-bearded teacher.
His wife also worked in the clothing factory established by the prince, sewing clothes. The family's income was something they never dared to dream of before.
The people of Fujian now all know one thing: following the prince will definitely not lead to any loss.
Inside the military camp, all soldiers of captain rank and above were seated in the main hall.
Li Chang'an looked at these people and said, "Brothers, I'm sorry. We had agreed that you would return to the capital in glory after the war, but now we have something else to do."
"I also want you to get some rest, but there's no way around it. The disaster is extremely urgent, and the people can't wait."
"Ten days later, an earthquake will occur in the Jiangnan West Road area, and this earthquake will have a wide impact, causing disasters in many parts of Jiangnan."
"So I'll have to trouble you brothers to come with me to Jiangnan."
“Your Highness, we are not wronged. Many of our brothers feel that they have not made many contributions in the island nation and are holding a grudge. They feel that it would be shameful to go home like this.”
"We're overjoyed to have this opportunity to make a contribution."
Zhang San raised his voice and asked his comrades behind him, "Brothers, isn't that right?"
"right!"
Looking at the spirited soldiers, Li Chang'an smiled and said, "It's good that they have this spirit."
"However, this disaster relief effort is somewhat different from the previous floods in Beijing."
"The Jiangnan West Road we're heading to this time might not welcome us, so we must ensure our own safety while we rescue people."
Li Chang'an looked somewhat serious as he said this.
The soldiers below also stopped smiling.
Li Chang'an rambled on and on.
“Jiangnan West Road is a gathering place for major sects, and many forces in the martial arts world have taken root there.”
"Therefore, everyone must be on high alert during this disaster relief effort and not let their guard down. We must ensure our own safety in all aspects."
"This time, we not only need to save lives, but we also need to guard against those gangsters who stir up trouble and do evil during major disasters."
"When the earth turns upside down, it is a great disaster for ordinary people, but it doesn't have much of an impact on those martial arts masters."
"My current concern is that those people in the martial arts world will take this opportunity to harm ordinary people."
"After all, there is the Buddhist community as an example. Those bald monks love to take advantage of the people's misfortune during years of great disaster, and force them to sell themselves into the Buddhist community with a little food."
"After all that, they still say they have a kind heart, that they are saving all living beings and rescuing people from suffering. Only those bald monks in Buddhism could say such nonsense."
After giving instructions to the soldiers, Li Chang'an told them to go back and prepare for disaster relief.
He himself had also set out paper and pen, ready to plan how to maximize profits.
As a capitalist, one must rationally turn every matter into something that benefits oneself.
Just as he was writing and drawing, an old Taoist priest appeared in the military camp. He looked at the soldiers in the camp with great interest.
Bai Luoti, who was patrolling the military camp, was startled by the sudden appearance of the old Taoist priest. He drew his pair of mandarin duck knives from his waist, pointed at the old priest, and asked, "Who are you, and why are you trespassing on the military camp?"
The old Taoist priest looked at him, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang Mountain requests an audience with the Regent of the Ming Dynasty. Please inform him of this."
Bai Luoti looked at him, sized him up, and then instructed his soldiers: "Keep an eye on him and don't let him run around. I'll inform the Prince."
As he was making his announcement, Zhang Xianzong, who was fishing by the sea, suddenly opened his eyes, his aura shifting, and his expression as if facing a formidable enemy.
Chen Fenghuo was analyzing the situation in Jiangnan with Emperor Jianyuan when he sensed the Taoist's aura. His expression turned solemn as he looked towards the military camp, his whole body tensing up.
"Feng Huo, what's wrong?"
"I sensed it; the aura of Master Zhang from Wudang Mountain has appeared in the military camp."
Upon hearing the name "Master Zhang," Zhou Chao paused for a moment, then looked towards the military camp: "Master Zhang, didn't he seclude himself for cultivation for decades? Why is he suddenly appearing in the military camp?"
"Let's go see what this Master Zhang is up to."
Chen Fenghuo nodded, grabbed Emperor Jianyuan's hand, and vanished from the spot in a flash.
Inside the military camp, Zhang Sanfeng watched as two auras approached, his expression remaining unchanged.
When Chen Fenghuo and Zhang Xianzong appeared before him, he cupped his hands and said, "Old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng greets Your Majesty and my two old friends."
Zhang Xianzong looked at him and asked, "Master Zhang, why aren't you in seclusion on Wudang Mountain? What are you doing here?"
"Haha, I heard that our Ming Dynasty Regent has traveled to the island nation and wiped out the Japanese pirates there, so I have come here to meet our Ming Dynasty Regent."
Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard, a smile spreading across his face.
Facing Zhang Xianzong and Chen Fenghuo, he showed no sign of panic, his calm and composed demeanor astonishing Zhou Chao.
"As expected of the number one person in the martial arts world."
Inside the military camp, Li Chang'an had just finished writing on a piece of paper when he saw Bai Luo walk in.
"Your Highness, there is a Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain outside who claims to be Zhang Sanfeng and says he wants to pay his respects to you."
Upon hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words from Wudang Mountain, Li Chang'an paused for a moment before saying, "Please invite him in."
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Bai Luo bowed and prepared to bring the person over, but before he could leave the tent, he heard Li Chang'an say, "Never mind, I'll go get him myself."
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