We'll have you impersonate the Crown Prince and create a prosperous era for the Great Qian Dyna

Under the watchful eyes of the Ten Ghosts of Fengcheng, Zhou Tiancheng went from jogging at the beginning to walking almost the entire way in the end!

Every step he took gave him the feeling that his bones were out of place.

It hurts, and I'm exhausted.

This is no longer physical training; it's a test of willpower.

The fourth of the ten ghosts of Fengcheng couldn't help but look at their leader.

"Boss, you're saying this is a ruse? This 'bitter flesh' is way too bitter!"

"Don't forget, he's the proper Crown Prince, pampered and noble!"

The eldest brother just snorted.

"Although the Duke said beforehand that whether or not to follow the Crown Prince was up to us, I still feel that this Crown Prince doesn't seem like a hero."

"If it were a dozen years ago, when we couldn't even afford to eat, it wouldn't have mattered if we followed him. But now we can eat and sleep well, and we lack nothing from the Duke. There's no need for us to be dogs for a high and mighty Crown Prince."

Even the youngest, the tenth, couldn't stand it anymore.

"Be a dog? Dude, do you have any conscience saying that?"

"Yesterday I beat him so badly he was rolling on the ground, and last night he even had good wine and meat brought to us. You call that being a dog?"

"Whose dog is living such a comfortable life?"

The eldest brother turned his head and glanced at him.

"If I really stayed with him, could it be like this every day?"

"It's just a short-term show, who knows?"

"More importantly, he's the Crown Prince! If he keeps us tied up in the capital, will all the martial arts we've learned be only good for guarding other people's homes?"

The others immediately understood.

They sensed wavering in the eldest son's words, but the problem was that the eldest son neither saw the crown prince's ambition nor his courage.

In their leader's mind, the Crown Prince might be a ruthless person, but he wasn't a hero and wasn't worth following.

After saying this, the leader turned around and returned to his tent, no longer watching.

Of the remaining people, some left, while others continued to stand by and observe the crown prince.

Zhou Tiancheng was unaware of all this; he was still on his way to training.

The other prisoners had already finished their training, leaving only him, dragging his heavy body forward step by step.

Someone stepped forward and spoke.

"Your Highness, there's no need for this. Why don't you go back soon? Your face is pale."

Zhou Tiancheng just smiled.

"I eat better than you, I sleep better than you, so why can't I do what you can do?"

"Besides, I said on my first day in the military camp that everyone here is equal. Although I am the commander, I will not let you miss any of the training you have to do!"

The surrounding prisoners remained silent.

They had previously thought Zhou Tiancheng was lying, since they were training, why should Zhou Tiancheng suffer with them?

But today is already the eleventh day!

Zhou Tiancheng did the training with them every day!

Although he was a little slow, and no one spurred or insulted him, Zhou Tiancheng truly persevered.

Isn't today a bit too slow?

Just as everyone was frowning, Chief Steward Liu rushed over with the imperial physician.

"Your Highness, please rest for a while. Your injuries haven't healed yet! This old servant will have the imperial physician examine you!"

Zhou Tiancheng waved his hand.

"Let's take a look together after training."

"Old Liu, I don't like to make big promises. What I say, I mean. That's my belief in life, and you can't stop me."

He continued walking forward without stopping at all.

Because Zhou Tiancheng knew very well that he had made promises to many people, and while others believed him, they might not truly believe him.

But at the very least, he must do things well, keep his word, and earn everyone's unwavering trust!

He admitted that he was putting on a show, for the people around him.

However, Zhou Tiancheng remembers someone saying that if he can persist in this kind of showmanship for his entire life, then who would dare to say that he is not a person of integrity?

After running twenty miles, he was completely soaked in sweat.

The imperial physician stepped forward and undressed him, revealing his bluish-purple skin, which immediately caused an uproar among the surrounding prisoners.

The imperial physician, disregarding all else, reached out and pressed on his knee, his face filled with helplessness.

"I told you yesterday, Your Highness, you had to listen!"

"Your knee is injured and needs rest. Starting training again now has caused some misalignment of the bones. If this continues, it will leave lasting damage!"

Zhou Tiancheng just smiled.

"Could you please reset it for me?"

He skillfully grabbed a wooden stick and put it in his mouth.

The imperial physician sighed and had no choice but to begin repositioning Zhou Tiancheng.

now.

The surrounding soldiers were starting to find it unbearable to watch.

"Your Highness, why don't you take a day off?"

Zhou Tiancheng didn't reply, but shook his head while chewing on the wood.

Suddenly, his body stiffened, and the pain made him close his eyes tightly.

at the same time.

When Zheng Ye'er, Xinhua, and the others saw that the time had come, they left the camp and prepared to begin their daily training.

Upon arriving at the training ground, they saw a group of people gathered in one place and walked over out of curiosity.

Zheng Ye'er pushed through the crowd and saw Zhou Tiancheng lying on the ground. She was immediately stunned and her eyes widened.

"Who beat you up like this?"

Manager Liu spoke with some annoyance.

"Isn't that just your father's cavalry?"

"Your Highness wanted to keep them here, so you went and fought with them, and got beaten up like this. And yet this old servant still wants to bring them fine wine and meat. This old servant doesn't know what Your Highness was thinking!"

Zheng Ye'er immediately frowned.

She turned to go find the Ten Demons of Fengcheng, but a hand blocked her way.

"Miss, you can't go."

Xinhua stood in front of Zheng Ye'er, his face serious.

"Although I don't know what the Duke and His Highness said, I understand that His Highness wanted to gain the approval of those ten people in this way."

"We should trust His Highness."

Zheng Ye'er looked furious.

"How can these be the same?"

"He's the Crown Prince! He's not an orphan from the Northern Frontier, how can he endure this hardship?"

Xinhua did not answer, but simply turned his head and glanced at Zhou Tiancheng.

At that moment, his eyes were filled with nothing but admiration.

"Miss, we might as well trust His Highness the Crown Prince. He's not the kind of good-for-nothing who can't endure hardship. At least, he's proven himself in these ten days."

"The Duke once said that training troops means training with them, eating and living together, and cultivating feelings to forge an iron army. I have seen all of this in His Highness."

"If Your Highness can persevere for these thirty days, I think even if the hearts of the Ten Demons of Fengcheng are made of iron, they will melt away."

There was one more thing Xinhua didn't say aloud.

In his eyes, the Crown Prince's ability to lead troops was not much inferior to that of the Duke of Protectorate!

He simply refused to believe that the ten ghosts of Fengcheng were all blind!

Seeing that Zheng Ye'er was still somewhat annoyed, Xinhua had no choice but to try to appease her again.

"Miss, the Duke also walked this path back then. This is the path that every famous general must take."

"Since His Highness the Crown Prince has already made his choice, we should not try to stop him."

Zheng Ye'er stopped talking, but her eyes showed increasing heartache as she looked at Zhou Tiancheng.