Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"Where's my brother? Why hasn't he come to join us yet?"

In a small inn in Liaoyang City, where merchants gathered, Wu Song, disguised as a woodcutter, asked with some unease.

"Chief Wu, please rest assured, our Chief Shi will be fine with the King following him."

The staff at Tianmu assured everyone that there was nothing to worry about, as there was always someone present and everything would be fine.

“If Brother Shiqian were alone, there would be almost no one in the world who could capture him. But it’s different for me. Although there aren’t many people in the world who can hurt him now, that was the Song Dynasty. This is the Liao Dynasty, and it’s my first time here. There’s still danger. Besides, Brother Shiqian isn’t good at fighting…”

Wu Song's worries were not unfounded. If he were with his brother, he was confident that he could break out of Liaoyang City without any problem, but Shi Qian...

The Shi brothers' light-footed skills can save their own lives, but they can't help their older brother!

"Chief Wu, please calm down. Chief Shi must be considering these issues. Let's go and continue to gather information."

The people from Tianmu comforted Wu Song, saying that they couldn't let this leader Wu get carried away. They knew that once this leader Wu got drunk, his fighting power would be unstoppable.

"Brother Wu Song, please calm down."

Shi Jin, disguised as a peddler, quickly comforted Wu Song.

"Uncle Shi's skills are now unmatched, and even if a real fight breaks out, Brother Shi Qian can quickly notify us."

"I think we should avoid causing trouble at this time and just wait quietly for news."

Wu Song knew, of course, that the best course of action at this time was to remain unchanged and respond to all changes, but he just couldn't resist.

After all, my brother is not only the lord of a mountain, but also the ruler of a country!

……

"How are you doing, Senior Brother?"

Meanwhile, Pang Xie, along with Ren Yuan and Shi Qian, had already arrived at his military tent.

Ren Yuan tried his best to hunch over and not make himself too conspicuous along the way. Fortunately, the Liao people in Liaoyang City seemed to be quite tall, so Ren Yuan did not stand out in particular.

Pang Xie, dressed as a patrol officer, sat next to Ren Yuan, chatting idly. Shi Qian, driving the carriage, would occasionally chime in to liven things up and ensure Pang Xie's conversation didn't stray.

Pang Xie was laughing and joking in the car the whole way, so naturally no one came up to investigate.

So Ren Yuan and his group got the better end of the deal, and they made it all the way to the gate of the military camp without any obstacles.

"Captain Pang? This is..."

The guards at the military camp were somewhat bewildered when they saw Pang Xie return with two men and a cartload of charcoal.

"This is one of our own, my brother. He's in town selling charcoal today, and we just happened to run into each other!"

Pang Xie patted his chest and said to the people.

"Let me tell you, my brother's charcoal looks really good, it's definitely not that kind of charcoal powder!"

“I thought our army was short of personnel, so I sent my brother over.”

"Yes, yes, everyone come and get some in a bit. It's cold, this charcoal will keep you warm. If it doesn't, you don't have to pay!"

Shi Qian quickly added.

"Alright, then you can go in. Captain Pang, take them to your tent and don't let the brothers wander around."

The guards explained that while there shouldn't be any idle people in the military camp, most of the Liao people had been conscripted, and the rest were descendants of Han Chinese living in Liao, so they basically turned a blind eye to it.

"Don't worry, my brother here is a smart man, he knows what's good for him!"

After Pang Xie finished speaking, he led his men inside and then into the military tent!

"Senior Brother Pang, your tent is quite nice."

Ren Yuan looked Pang Xie's military tent up and down and also gave him a compliment.

Putting aside the decorations, this tent is at least quite warm.

"It's warm now, have a seat. Junior brother, how much money do you and your little brother make selling charcoal in a day? Seriously, you should come here with your senior brother."

Pang Xie plopped down in his seat and then gestured for Ren Yuan and the others to sit down as well.

"Brother, I can at least guarantee you a captain's position. You'll have plenty of food and drink in the army; isn't that better than selling charcoal?"

"Senior Brother Pang, this is the Liao Kingdom..."

Ren Yuan looked at Pang Xie, who was talking non-stop, and couldn't help but say something.

"The Liao Kingdom? What happened to the Liao Kingdom?"

Pang Xie was taken aback.

"Senior Brother Pang, no matter what, we are still Han Chinese..."

"Junior brother, do you know what fate awaits people like us in the Song Dynasty?"

Pang Xie interrupted Ren Yuan.

“Back when our master was alive, our sumo club was quite famous in Shanxi. But what happened? We were just entertaining those high-ranking officials and nobles. They didn’t respect us at all. When our master was seriously injured, they abandoned him without any treatment. That’s why our master passed away so quickly.”

“I just didn’t want to live that kind of life anymore, so I traveled all the way north and came here. Although this is the Liao Kingdom, at least the Liao people here have given me a way to eat.”

"Look, I'm a captain now. Do you know how hard it is to be a captain in the Song army? You have to bribe your superiors first! Those corrupt officials in the Song dynasty are always sucking the blood of their soldiers! They don't deserve to rule the world at all!"

"Here, although the Liao people won't value Han people and will bully them, at least if you have merit, you can actually get promoted! I live with more dignity than I did in the Song Dynasty! Junior brother, let me tell you! Your senior brother has a position in this army now! In my tent, what I say goes! No one can raise their voice to me!"

Pang Xie spoke with great conviction, and Ren Yuan and Shi Qian exchanged glances but did not refute him.

After all, it was about the Song Dynasty, and it was indeed the truth.

"Pang Xie! I heard you brought men into the military camp? Do you even have any respect for military discipline?!"

Just as Pang Xie was about to say something, the tent flap was suddenly lifted, and a man who looked like a Liao general, reeking of alcohol, walked in loudly.

"General Ash, these aren't outsiders, they're my brothers, they brought us charcoal! And my brother wants to join the army! If we want to join the army, we can go to the military camp, right!"

Pang Xie quickly got up, put on a fawning expression, and went to help the Liao man.

"Join the army? Good, good, I like Han Chinese like you!"

"As for the charcoal, send it to me by cart, to my tent! I, I, I want it all, all of it! All of it!"

This man from Liaoning had drunk an unknown amount; his face was flushed, and he could barely speak.

"Yes, General Ashi, no problem, no problem..."

Pang Xie used all his persuasion and coaxing to finally get the Liao man out of his tent. Turning around, he found Ren Yuan watching him with great interest.

"Senior Brother Pang, didn't you just say that your word is law in this military tent?"

"Um……"

Pang Xie was somewhat speechless.

"Didn't you say that no one can raise their voice at you?"

"..."

Pang Xie fell even more silent.

"you are not……"

"Junior brother, it's too cold. Here, have a seat, I'll go and order some wine and meat for everyone!"