Yang Wanjun, the garrison commander of Zhongdu, was also shocked by the continuous miraculous methods performed by the God of Du'e.

After the person disappeared, I came to my senses.

The whole person was furious.

How could this be possible? Yang Wanjun was born into a noble family and had been pampered since childhood. He had never suffered such a great humiliation.

This Goddess of Du'e not only slapped him in public, but also deliberately used the money and meat to shake the morale of the troops. How could he let her succeed!

He endured the severe pain in his mouth and shouted angrily:

"Silence! Everyone, go to the kitchen to eat immediately. Violators will be punished by military law!"

"When will the money and meat given to us by the God be distributed?"

Someone below couldn't wait to ask.

Tong Anliang also said loudly:

"Yes, the God said that the money is for us to buy cotton-padded jackets! If it is distributed earlier, we can buy cotton-padded jackets and suffer less from the cold!"

Others also urged that the money and meat be distributed quickly, and the parade ground with tens of thousands of people was in chaos.

Yang Wanjun was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

These lowly military households are so short-sighted and stupid!

Despite such an obvious trap, they were only interested in the small profits given by the enemy.

He asked someone to call the Shenjiying.

He simply pulled up his musket and fired several shots into the air.

The huge noise and the threat of muskets finally quieted down the soldiers present.

Yang Wanjun shouted loudly:

"The imperial court has long announced to the whole country that the so-called Du'e God is an evil demon who abducted the eldest prince and many children and dug out their hearts to make elixirs. Now he has even established his own regime in Nandu and has become a traitor!"

"The money and meat she gave must have been poisoned, so that we can take over Zhongdu without any effort! We must not be fooled!"

This statement successfully stopped everyone present from making a fuss.

Everyone was of course afraid of the evil demon that dug out hearts to make elixirs and of poisoning, so they all stopped and went to eat.

However, even though there was so much meat and money, I couldn't get them. The rare Laba porridge with meat in front of me also became tasteless.

Without money to buy cotton-padded jackets, the biting cold continued to torment many soldiers.

But in just one night, the soldiers' minds were frozen clear.

In the morning, the generals were reluctant to get up early for training, and most of the soldiers stayed in the barracks doing nothing.

And because they would have no food if they didn't train, they could only lie in bed as much as possible and reduce activity so that they wouldn't be so hungry.

In the barracks where Tong Anliang was, someone began to whisper:

"I feel like something is wrong. Even if the money was really poisoned, couldn't they wash it with water before giving it to us?"

After hearing this, Tong Anliang suddenly understood.

"Yeah, it's okay if it's just bacon, but the money is made of copper. How could they have poison in it? It will just fall off after washing it with water!"

And the veteran who had seen a lot of wars said:

"Actually... if we really want to poison someone, wouldn't it be more economical and labor-saving to put the poison in the water, given that God Venerable's ability to come and go without a trace?"

Poisoning water sources is also a common tactic in battles between two armies.

The difficulty is that the water source will be heavily guarded and it is impossible to get close to it.

Seeing the secrets that Lord Du'e showed yesterday and his ability to appear and disappear at will, it is not difficult for him to poison the water silently.

So why go to so much trouble and give them so much money and meat to accomplish this?

"So, they are just trying to get the money and meat for themselves, so they are deliberately throwing dirty water on the God!"

Tong Anliang immediately came to the conclusion and looked angry.

This statement was immediately agreed by the rest of the comrades in the barracks.

One hundred thousand strings of cash! Even the high and mighty masters left behind would be tempted by the gift.

After all, one thousand taels can buy a centurion.

To get a hundred thousand strings of cash, the governor would have to sell a hundred officials. How could he not be greedy?

Everyone was indignant.

unacceptable!

In the past, they would deduct the military pay given to them by the imperial court under various pretexts.

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