At dawn, the snow has subsided slightly.
Outside Pingtao County, outside an unknown village where the thick smoke has dispersed.
"There are new horse hoof prints here!" A strong voice sounded, "There are three horses in total, one of them is a thousand-mile horse, an extraordinary horse with a long step."
Ten meters behind him, a group of black armored knights were waiting silently. The fine iron blades were covered with blood. Only a pair of eyes were as bright as stars. They just stood there silently, which brought great deterrence to people!
"Go and report to the general immediately."
"Yes, Chief!"
As soon as the horse flew out, it was absolutely forbidden.
at the same time.
In front of the Yellow Turban Army's camp in the village, a man with a handsome face and a full body armor whispered: "When did the children of aristocratic families who know magic come to Bingzhou?"
A tuft of white fox fur was twirled on his slender fingers.
"General, it is estimated that the traveling scholar happened to encounter the Yellow Turban bandits looting the village, and saw women and children being bullied. He was furious and took action with hatred."
"It's bitter cold in Bingzhou. Which family member is willing to travel here." The man had a gentle expression, shook his head, and said, "A military commander pretending to be a Confucian scholar. In addition, he seems to have captured the enemy chief alive."
After finishing his words, he raised his hand and pointed behind him. A broken flag stuck on the grain cart was swaying in the wind.
The soldier looked back and asked, "Which general will it be?"
"Just chase him and take a look. I'll go there myself and take five personal guards with me."
The blood-stained flag covered with minced meat was easily pulled out, and the man held it in his hand and shook it, his expression becoming more and more curious.
"General, I'm afraid this is inappropriate."
"The southern Xiongnu invaded the border, and the governor was trapped in Yunzhong County. He should rush to help..."
The man ignored them and directly ordered four black armor knights. Then, pointing to the scouts who came to report the situation, he ordered: "Let's hit the road and meet at the ferry before dark."
"Here!"
The sound of armor plates colliding into one piece.
…
Forty miles away is the boundary of Wenshui.
Lu Li grabbed a ladle and scooped up the river water with ice floes. He sniffed it first and found that he didn't smell blood before taking a sip.
Extremely cool.
"Woooooooo..."
A burly man with a bare upper body and a ragged linen stuffed in his mouth kept making noises, trying to attract attention.
Unfortunately, no one paid attention.
Pang Chun and Ji Zhong were eating rice cakes, and at the same time, they looked longingly at the bubbling iron pot.
Taro stewed fresh fish.
Previously, the village was plundered by Yellow Turban thieves, all the men were killed, and the women suffered an even worse fate. Anyway, there was not much left to survive, so the three of them simply took some food that could be easily stored and went on the road.
"My Lord, I specially roasted three native chickens before leaving the Yuan Gong Pavilion. Would you like to heat them up?"
As he spoke, Ji Zhong swallowed. When he thought of the sizzling and greasy barbecue, the cold, tasteless rice cake in his hand instantly became unpalatable.
"The rice cakes don't have much flavor. They don't even add salt, and they feel like they're like birds in the mouth."
Pang Chun couldn't help but agree.
There were more than 200 miscellaneous soldiers. Excluding those unlucky ones who were picked to death by Lu Li when he charged, the two of them killed at least 170 people.
Even if it were a domestic pig with its four hooves bound and allowed to be slaughtered wantonly, it would still take a lot of effort.
Hearing this, Lu Li drank a piece of rice cake with cold water and replied, "Leave me a chicken leg."
"Woooooooo..."
The sobs came again.
Meng Liang's eyes were splitting, and he kept struggling, as if he had been holding back something important for a long time and was ready to tell the three people in front of him.
Seeing this, Pang Chun suggested: "Master, why don't you take advantage of the time now to interrogate this guy?"
Lu Li, who cut off his hand tendons and hamstrings with his own hands, knew that this guy didn't have any good words to say, so he said in a calm tone: "Don't worry, let's starve him for a day first, and then talk about it with vigor."
In fact, Lu Li knew very clearly that when the tiger's body shook, the prisoner immediately grabbed the ground with his head and told everything he knew.
It's impossible even if you think about it.
Taiping Dao is the best at brainwashing. Those yellow scarf warriors are not afraid of death. They shout "Heaven is dead, Huang Tian shall stand" and turn into giants and step forward to fight for their lives. What's more, the generals who have awakened their fighting souls?
In addition, how many of those who dare to rebel have wives and children? There is a high probability that you will be single and have nothing to fear in your heart.
In other words.
A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.
At this time, Ji Zhong stuck the frozen roast chicken next to the fire, stood up and said, "My lord, there is nothing to do. Let me give it a try."
"Okay, stay alert at all times and don't get hurt by this guy."
As he said that, Lu Li took the lead and walked over. Looking at Meng Liang with bulging veins on his neck, his warning was clear: "If you don't want your teeth to be knocked clean and you won't be able to speak for the rest of your life, then you'd better be calm."
Not long after, the torn linen cloth appeared in Ji Zhong's hand, and he said first, "Stop talking nonsense."
"I only ask you, where did you come from, who deployed it, where has it been captured, and where is the next target?"
"snort!"
Meng Liang was about to curse when he happened to see Lu Li holding a long knife at the side. He stopped and snorted coldly, saying: "Just give me a good time, don't even think of asking a single word from me!"
On the side, a trace of impatience flashed in Pang Chun's eyes. As a thief in the pavilion, he thought he had seen all kinds of rogues, so he immediately got up and walked over.
Meng Liang saw a trace of determination flashing in his eyes when he saw three people surrounding him, trying to extract important military information from his mouth.
"Huang Tian...wu!"
Lu Li, who was well prepared, punched Meng Liang and knocked him to the ground with a loud sound. At the same time, he grabbed the torn linen cloth and stuffed it into Meng Liang's mouth.
"Forget it, Taipingdao's methods are weird. You two should not approach this guy alone in the future."
After saying this, Lu Li turned around and walked towards the fire.
woo woo woo woo……
After glancing at Meng Liang, who looked like a maniac, Ji Zhong and Pang Chun cursed in their hearts and followed quickly.
Next, no more accidents happened.
Lu Li ate fish soup cakes and gnawed on chicken drumsticks, glancing behind him from time to time to prevent the thief from using any weird means to commit suicide——
Even if you can't get any information, it's still a good idea to take him away for reward. It's still more valuable than death.
"Lord, continue on your way. It's half an hour's rest."
When the voice came, Lu Li felt it was time to leave. However, just as he was about to answer, he heard the sound of rapid horse hooves.
While taking a breath, a black figure appeared in sight, with a large green mane, a horse's head covered with fine scales, and a man with a golden helmet and purple robe on his back, with an elegant face.
"Pursuing soldiers, or passing by?"
A trace of doubt flashed in Lu Li's eyes, and he pressed the handle of the knife with one hand. Pang Chun turned his head and looked at the bush where the horse was tied, not wanting to deal with it.
Unexpectedly, the man followed his line of sight and spotted an unusually handsome black-maned horse. He narrowed his slender eyes, grabbed the reins, and immediately stopped.
"Second Son, have you ever seen a Confucian scholar passing by with two followers?"
"Left."
After speaking, Lu Li pointed to the fork in front of him without even thinking about it.
Ji Zhong, with his sharp eyes and weak voice, lowered his voice and said, "Master, he is looking at your fox fur cloak."
