Midnight, the original public pavilion.
A pale middle-aged man was carried into the school by the pavilion guards, with speckled black blood stains flowing all the way. If his physical fitness was not much higher than that of ordinary people, he would have died long ago.
However, looking at the current situation, half of the man's feet have already stepped into the gate of hell, and it is only a matter of time before death.
"Langjun, you..."
"this……"
At this moment, guard Zhou Jun was stunned on the spot. He never expected that Lu Li, who was in charge of the rear, would appear here.
Moreover, judging from the posture, it seems that they have been waiting for a long time.
God's will.
After glancing at the still-living Cheap Daddy, Lu Li didn't answer. After sighing in his heart, he hurried forward to greet him.
Without any hesitation, he took out two folded yellow talismans, stuffed one into Lu Xu's mouth, and asked the pavilion to help pour it down with warm water, while the other was pasted on the hideous wound.
[Yellow Turban Spell: Qi Healing]
A faint light visible to the naked eye lit up, and then the granulations at the wound began to wriggle, and the broken blood vessels automatically connected and closed.
Moreover, as time passed, the light emitted by the yellow symbol became brighter and brighter, and Lu Xu's breathing became steady and strong, and blood gradually appeared on his face.
In the eyes of everyone, the scene that happened in front of them was close to a miracle.
Obviously, compared with the spells Lu Li had used on himself during the battle, they were more effective and rarer. It was most likely that they were drawn by the great sage Zhang Jiao himself, using one less than the other.
"Taipingdao Talisman..."
"It's too magical."
Even though the guard Zhou Jun was well-informed, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva——
He thought that the talisman was found from the Yellow Turban Warrior, and couldn't help but sigh: "The Yellow Turban Thief actually has such a magical weapon, Bingzhou is in danger! The Han Dynasty is in danger!"
The Han Dynasty has been established for nearly 400 years since the great ancestor Liu Bang Dingding the Central Plains. Naturally, it will not collapse at the drop of a hat. No matter how foolish Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty is, most people still regard him as the emperor's father.
Lu Li glanced at Lu Xu, who was lying on the cushions snoring and falling into a deep sleep. Knowing that he had misunderstood, he did not explain, and said in a calm tone:
"Zhang Jiao is dead, they can't make much trouble."
As witnesses of that battle, the soldiers all felt honored.
Therefore, some people couldn't help but echo: "Yes, Justice Lu killed a thief general not long ago."
Just like that, the room became noisy for a while.
Until Ji Zhong, the head of the pavilion with his luggage, arrived.
"This must be Mr. Lu. I've heard his name for a long time, and it's true when I see him today..."
Before he could finish the compliment, Lu Li interrupted: "Have you finished packing your things? Let's go then."
After all, you can save yourself a lot of trouble by taking advantage of the cover of darkness.
"Where are you going, Mr. Lang?" Zhou Jun quickly grabbed Lu Li's sleeves and reminded, "The thief Cao hasn't woken up yet."
"Aweng's injury is no longer serious, and I am planning to go to Jiuyuan to join Ding Biejia." Lu Li paused and said calmly: "A man should establish his fame in order to gain wealth, so that he can stay in poverty for a long time!"
"The current situation in Bingzhou is chaotic and will change if it is delayed. We must start as soon as possible."
When the words fell, there was silence all around.
Who doesn’t want to strive for a better future?
These are troubled times, and it is a good time for those who are determined to make contributions. Therefore, when Lu Xu, who has been looking forward to restoring the glory of his ancestors, wakes up, he will definitely not blame Lu Li. At most, he will only worry about him.
At this time, the pavilion begged Pang Chun to steal. The young man in Hufu was half-kneeling on the ground, facing Lu Li, and said loudly: "My lord, I am alone, and I would like to follow you!"
Good birds choose trees to roost in.
Everyone in the pavilion knew that Lu Li was very skilled, and they had witnessed the whole process of his awakening of the fighting spirit. Ding Yuan, the Bingzhou Biejia, was also a hero who knew people well and was good at handling tasks. Once Lu Li came to join him, he would definitely be put to good use.
When a person achieves the goal of a chicken or a dog ascending to heaven, the soldiers in the pavilion are not stupid. After figuring out the key, they bowed their heads one by one and called Lu Li their lord.
Unfortunately, among everyone present, except for the pavilion chief Ji Zhong and the thief Pang Chun, only the family guard Zhou Jun could catch Lu Li's eyes, but he had to stay here to take care of Lu Xu and could not escape for the time being.
Therefore, in the end, only two people followed him northward at night.
Fourth watch.
Three people and three horses galloped along the official road under the dim starlight, their hair trembling with the dancing snow particles.
Ouch!
The well-fed black-maned horse made strange noises from its mouth and accelerated from time to time, as if showing off to its peers.
"Coward, slow down."
Lu Li squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, looking back from time to time to glance at Ji Zhong and Pang Chun who were left behind, and at the same time he slapped the horse's butt with the back of his knife.
Ouch...
The black-maned horse felt the pain and instantly became more honest, slowing down and waiting for its two companions.
Not long after, Ji Zhong and Pang Chun followed up with envy on their faces. Although Bingzhou was rich in good horses, the thousand-mile horse was very rare.
"My lord, at this speed, we should be able to reach Pingtao before dawn."
Ji Zhong was worried that he would run into the Yellow Turban Army attacking the city, so he suggested: "It is better to take a small road, bypass Pingtao County and Wenshui County, cross the river to Jiaocheng, and see how the situation goes before making other plans."
"That's right, after crossing the river, there is the hinterland of Taiyuan County. Jiaocheng, Qingxu, and Jinyang there are heavily guarded. The Yellow Turban thieves must not dare to attack the city easily."
After hearing the two people's suggestions, Lu Li thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
The three cavalry rushed into the woods and advanced along the country road. Occasionally, when they saw that there was no way to go, they returned to the official road. They went back and forth in this way, jumping sideways many times, and their forward speed suddenly slowed down.
Half an hour later, the three of them saw rows of dead bodies on the official road. They were so fresh that they could smell the fishy stench without even getting close.
Most of the corpses were officers and soldiers wearing leather armor, and occasionally a few farmers wearing yellow scarves could be seen.
The regular army used more strikes but fewer strikes, but they couldn't defeat the refugees who raised their flags to rebel?
Seeing the surprised expressions on the two followers, Lu Li looked away and said, "This is the Yellow Turban Warrior. If you encounter them, deal with them as soon as possible and don't give them a chance to shout slogans. Otherwise, they will most likely end up like these officers and soldiers."
"Let's go, find a place to rest before dawn, and feed the horses some fodder."
"promise!"
The two of them seemed to understand, but they did not ask the reason and continued on their way.
After all, the dense corpses on both sides of the official road indicate that the front is not peaceful. No matter how lucky or cautious you are, you will run into bandits. Then you will know what is so special about this Yellow Turban Army.
About another hour passed, and the sky became dark. There were a large number of corpses not only on the official road, but also in the countryside.
Pingtao land boundary.
Thick smoke rose from the farmhouse with scattered roofs and roofs.
Pang Chun, the thief, had sharp eyes. He rubbed his stiff cheeks, took a casual glance, and noticed this scene. He asked: "My lord, there seems to be smoke from cooking there. Do you want to take a look?"
"The smoke is not that pungent. It was obviously robbed by Yellow Turban thieves." Lu Li corrected him and then said, "Go and take a look. A large number of Yellow Turban thieves are attacking the city at this time, so don't worry too much."
