mtl008 Chapter 394 I am in good health, known as Ye Qilang
Chapter 394 I am in good health, known as Ye Qilang
"His Royal Highness the Third Prince is back!"
Following Zhang Wude's shout, more than a dozen generals whom Han Zhuo didn't even know came forward.
To Han Zhuo, these people were not only not his own people, but enemies instead.
Therefore, Han Zhuo seemed to be very attentive to these people and remembered the appearance and characteristics of each of them at a glance.
In the future, if I have the chance, I will kill them one by one!
However, Han Zhuo's current role is that of an amnesiac prince.
Therefore, he seemed a little slow when facing the crowd.
Looking at the eyes of the crowd, there was a sense of confusion and unfamiliarity.
At the same time, Han Zhuo now gives people the impression that he is a little weak.
And this was also what Han Zhuo deliberately revealed.
After all, Han Zhuo knew very well that the character he was playing now, Li Aojun, must have been a guy who was hated by everyone in the past.
The reason why these men gathered around him was simply because they coveted the benefits he could bring to everyone.
Therefore, if Han Zhuo still appears strong or annoying after losing his memory, this will in itself intensify the disgust these people have for Han Zhuo in their hearts.
It is possible that some unnecessary trouble will be caused.
Therefore, Han Zhuo now pretends to be a little weak, so that he can alleviate the impact of amnesia.
As expected, just as Han Zhuo expected, after hearing from Zhang Wude that Han Zhuo had been treated inhumanely in Xuanyuan Country and was covered in wounds, this group of people all clamored to avenge Han Zhuo and were filled with righteous indignation.
However, that was just verbal talk, and this is enough to show that these people are indeed hypocritical.
Han Zhuo had no psychological burden in getting along with them. After all, his goal was to cause these people to fight among themselves.
Therefore, it is safest not to establish any interpersonal relationships with them.
Han Zhuo discovered that for this group of people, the return of the Third Prince Li Aojun was just a symbolic return.
His return was like a group of headless flies finally having a flag.
As long as Han Zhuo's banner exists, it's enough; as for its function, there's nothing wrong with it.
Therefore, the amnesiac Han Zhuo did not cause them much trouble. In fact, these people were in a good mood when they saw the weak and timid Han Zhuo.
Among these people, it seems that only Zhang Wude is somewhat concerned about Han Zhuo's health.
Others have always kept their distance and only expressed concern verbally.
Zhang Wude specially escorted Han Zhuo to his tent, and then said some caring words to Han Zhuo: "Your Highness, please wait a moment. The military doctor will be here soon."
After Zhang Wude left, Han Zhuo relaxed and looked around.
Inside Li Aojun's tent, Han Zhuo discovered that even though Li Aojun was in the large camp, he still couldn't let go of luxury.
Finely crafted items can be seen everywhere in his tent; even the chairs in the tent are carved.
At the same time, the cushions for sitting and even the blankets for sleeping look extremely delicate and beautiful, and are all made of silk.
Even the cups for drinking water show their royal style.
Seeing this, Han Zhuo shook his head repeatedly.
Not long after, a pure and lovely maid walked in.
She was holding a wooden tray in her hand. When facing Han Zhuo, she seemed very nervous. She kept her brows lowered and didn't even dare to look at Han Zhuo directly.
After she brought in the drinks, she stood by with her brows lowered.
Han Zhuo was about to ask her name when a man's voice came from outside: "I want to see His Highness, I want to see His Highness!"
"Obviously, this isn't the military doctor Zhang Wude mentioned."
Then, a bearded man was seen pushing away several soldiers who were guarding Han Zhuo outside.
Because of his great strength, he pushed all the soldiers to the ground.
Then he walked in with a 2:8 pace and a menacing look.
As soon as this person entered, he stared at Han Zhuo with his eyes wide open like copper bells.
Originally, Han Zhuo thought that this person had important military intelligence or something important to report.
He was even thinking about how to treat this person when the other party pointed at Han Zhuo.
He shouted at Han Zhuo, "Your Highness, you are not keeping your word!"
Han Zhuo blinked. What happened?
I thought she came to cry to me, but I didn't expect that she came to accuse me.
Han Zhuo frowned slightly and was about to speak when Zhang Wude rushed in from outside.
He pointed at the bearded man and shouted angrily, "Omonto, your highness just returned from outside and is feeling a little unwell!"
"Don't disturb His Highness's rest here. If there's anything, we can talk about it in two days!"
As for this man named Omonto, you can tell he is no ordinary person just by hearing his name. Obviously, he is not an orthodox military general of the Daqian Kingdom, but should be from a foreign tribe in the north.
Omonto didn't give Zhang Wude any face at all at that moment.
Without even glancing at Zhang Wude, he pointed directly at Han Zhuo's nose and said, "Your Highness, you promised me before that if I led my people to join you, you would give me the territory of Arathor!"
"I believed your words and brought my people, our tribe's bravest warriors, to fight for you, to fight for your life!"
"But you don't care about the life and death of my tribe at all! The territory you promised to give me, you gave it to your people!"
"You haven't delivered on any of the things you promised me! You're a complete liar!"
Zhang Wude, standing nearby, roared angrily, "Omonto, how dare you offend His Highness? You're courting death!"
Omonto was obviously the type who was ready to risk everything. He snorted coldly and said, "It doesn't matter to me now!"
"Just die! If I die, I can still be considered worthy of my people!"
"But if I continue to be deceived by you, I will never forgive myself until I die!"
"None of you Han Chinese are good people. You are more greedy and ruthless than the wolves on the grassland!"
As soon as Omonto finished speaking, Han Zhuo directly retorted, "Hey, what you said is not right!"
"The wolves on the grassland are incredibly united!"
"The grassland's ecology is extremely harsh. A lone wolf simply cannot survive. Only by uniting together can they face the harsh extreme weather, reproduce, hunt prey, and continue their lives."
"If you compare me to a wolf on the grassland, and you are a member of my pack, then I will definitely do my best to help you!"
You may say that Han Zhuo's words are shallow, but in fact, they contain very profound meaning.
So you say how profound he is, but to Zhang Wude it sounds completely different.
Zhang Wude habitually believed that Han Zhuo had lost his memory and didn't have even one tenth of his previous tricks to deceive people!
Therefore, he quickly interrupted Han Zhuo and said to him, "Your Highness, let me handle this matter."
However, Han Zhuo waved his hand and said, "No, if it was something else, it would be fine, but today he actually pointed at my nose and scolded me, saying that I was not good enough!"
"Then how can I, as the Third Prince, allow myself to be scolded?"
"Get out, I'll have a proper discussion with him!"
"But Your Highness, your body..."
Before Zhang Wude could finish his words, Han Zhuo glared at him and shouted, "What's wrong with my body? I'm fine!"
"Seven women in one night is no problem!"