Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"No, I don't feel at ease with that."

He Mu pondered for a moment, then got up and walked towards Jin Wuzhu.

"You're just too suspicious."

Xue Lihua stuffed a leg of lamb into his mouth. In his opinion, he should eat and drink as he pleased, without thinking too much.

Moreover, he was very confident in his bravery. In the Jin Kingdom, although he dared not claim to be invincible with his iron chain, he was certainly a formidable opponent.

But Xue Lihua Nan could understand He Mu. After all, He Mu was a scholar, a strategist, and supposedly a surrendered person. It was normal for such a person to be timid by nature, since he was not good at farming.

"Your Highness."

Hemu approached Jin Wuzhu and said respectfully.

"Oh? He Mu, come here. Pu Chaliang, this is my advisor, He Mu. He is very talented. You two should interact more in the future."

Jin Wuzhu's face was flushed at this point; after all, he had drunk so much wine, so he became more talkative.

"Lord Hemu, I salute you."

Pu Chaliang was very perceptive; he immediately picked up a bowl of wine, offered it to Hemu, and then drank it down first.

He Mu was taken aback by his action. Was this Jurchen man really that brazen? Offering toasts regardless of the occasion.

"Hemu, where's your wine glass?"

Jin Wuzhu was slightly displeased to see that Hemu had not brought a wine cup, but he quickly grabbed a cup from his table and handed it to Hemu.

"Your Highness, I can do it myself."

He Mu understood Jin Wuzhu's meaning, immediately picked up the wine pot and filled his own cup, then toasted Pu Chaliang.

"General Pucha, I respect you."

The scholar's toasting manner was excellent, and he drank heartily. Pu Chaliang was very satisfied. It seemed that the Fourth Prince was indeed capable. This scholar was so obedient and polite to him. It was worthwhile for him to choose to side with the Fourth Prince.

"Your Highness, it's getting late, we should head back to camp."

After quickly finishing his toast, He Mu immediately spoke to Jin Wuzhu.

"Back to camp? No way, let's drink here!"

Jin Wuzhu is happy to have taken in Puchaliang tonight, and he's in high spirits right now, so why would he want to go back?

"Your Highness, I have a bad feeling. If we continue drinking, something bad will happen."

Seeing that Jin Wuzhu was unwilling to leave, Hemu could only express his own feelings.

"An ominous premonition? Hahahaha."

After hearing Hemu's words, Jin Wuzhu burst into laughter, holding a wine cup in one hand and pointing at Hemu with the other:

"Hemu, oh Hemu, what can I say about you?"

"Where is this? This is the camp of my Jin Kingdom! Pucha is a loyal subject of my Great Jin!"

"You said you had a bad feeling? What, am I going to die here? Pucha, am I going to die here?"

"Pucha is willing to risk his life to guarantee Your Highness's safety!"

Puchaliang immediately knelt down to pledge his loyalty to Jin Wuzhu.

"Your Highness, that's not what I meant."

He Mu panicked a little and quickly knelt down with Pu Chaliang, explaining:

"Your Highness, you are the future emperor of the Great Jin, and I am just worried..."

"Lord Hemu, are you worried about my troops? I have been guarding the border for many years and have never caused any trouble."

Pu Chaliang interrupted He Mu, feeling that the wine he had just offered was wasted. Who would come up and try to sow discord between a new colleague?

"Your Highness, Your Excellency, you have misunderstood. I did not mean that Lord Pucha would harm Your Highness."

He Mu quickly explained.

"I suddenly felt anxious, like something was about to happen."

"Hahahaha! Hemu, you're too timid. This is Pucha's camp, what could possibly happen here?"

After hearing Hemu's words, Jin Wuzhu laughed heartily, realizing that his subordinate was indeed a coward.

"That's right, Lord Hemu, could it be that someone dares to cause trouble here? Could it be those Yi people from the south?"

Pu Chaliang laughed, thinking to himself that he was indeed a scholar, and his courage was truly lacking.

He has 10,000 men here. If the enemy dares to attack the camp, the commotion will be huge. We haven't heard any noise outside yet. What could have happened?

But He Mu was different. When he heard Pu Chaliang mention that someone was causing trouble, he suddenly slapped his forehead and his mind immediately clicked!

"Your Highness, my lord, this is it! My lord, please send someone to check the camp immediately. I'm worried that those cunning Yi people will come and attack the camp!"

"A raid on the camp? Hahaha, Lord Hemu, you are overthinking it. If they dare to come, I will send them to the underworld!"

Pu Chaliang laughed heartily, seemingly oblivious to the possibility of being ambushed by the enemy.

But Jin Wuzhu, being a capable man, was naturally quite cautious. Hearing Hemu's words, his expression became slightly serious, and he even listened intently. Unfortunately, the tent was too noisy, and he couldn't hear a sound at all.

“Pu Chaliang, since Hemu has this problem, why don’t you send someone to take a look?”

He Mu had been a trusted advisor to Jin Wuzhu for the past few years, so Jin Wuzhu instructed Pu Chaliang to go and take a look.

"No problem, Your Highness, I will go myself."

Puchaliang felt that he should prove the capabilities of his tribe to the Fourth Prince, who had just joined him, so he got up and walked outside himself.

He lifted the tent flap, and the camp that first appeared in his view was normal, but the sounds of fighting that followed made him stop in his tracks.

Wait a minute, this is the main camp, where are the sounds of fighting coming from?

Before he could think it through, several pillars of fire suddenly shot up from another direction of the camp! And the fire was visibly growing larger!

"Fire? How could there be a fire?! Patrol team! Patrol team!"

Pu Chaliang panicked a little. This shouldn't be happening. How could such a big mistake have occurred?

The towering flames finally caught the attention of the other people still awake in the tents of the camp, and many of them stuck their heads out of their tents to look in the direction of the fire.

"How did it suddenly catch fire?"

"Yeah, it's so big. What place is that again?"

"That... looks like a place where supplies are stored?"

"Food supplies? Oh no! Get up! Get up! Fire! Fire!"

The soldiers who hadn't yet fallen asleep in the tent panicked and immediately started shouting and yelling at each other, preparing to put out the fire!

"How can it be!"

Pu Chaliang's pupils reflected the raging pillar of fire, then he turned his head to look at the side from which the shouts of battle had come.

Something there seems to be approaching the main tent! And it's filled with murderous intent!

Oh no! The enemy has really arrived!

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Run! Run!"

Without further hesitation, Puchaliang turned around and returned to his tent, calling out to Jin Wuzhu.

"what?"

Seeing Puchaliang's somewhat flustered appearance, Jin Wuzhu's expression also changed.

"Something's happened, Your Highness! There are enemy troops outside! They've burned the supplies and are heading straight for the main tent! Their target is likely Your Highness!"

"Dang Cang."

Jin Wuzhu dropped his wine cup, never expecting to be so unlucky. Meanwhile, the expression on He Mu's face behind his mask changed drastically.

Oh no, my intuition was right, there really is an enemy!

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