Friend or foe?
At this moment, the long swords hanging on the waists of the three of them were half out of their sheaths. Lu Li stared at the knight in front of him in silence, while Ji Zhong and Pang Chun took the initiative to take half a step forward to "protect" their lord. middle.
At the same time, snow and dust were flying on the road, horses' hooves were beating fast, and five more elite knights flew over, without the general having to give any orders, and directly surrounded Lu Li and others.
The atmosphere solidified instantly.
The two groups began a silent confrontation.
Although Ji and Pang were good-looking, holding swords in both hands, and their power was not compromised by half, but in terms of appearance, compared with the group of people in front of them, they were more than a step behind.
This group of knights are not only equipped with the same style of black heavy armor, but also the mounts on their crotches. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are armed to the teeth.
"Don't panic, they are most likely elite officers and soldiers."
At this point, there is no other choice.
Therefore, Lu Li did not shy away. He warned the two of them while pulling out his cold and slender sword:
"Old rules, if something goes wrong, just run away, I will be in charge of the rear."
The words were spoken not only to the entourage, but also to the strange knight.
"Haha, brother misunderstood, misunderstood."
Under the gaze of everyone, the knight jumped off the horse and turned a blind eye to the unsheathed sword in Lu Li's hand. He stepped forward and put his arm around his shoulders, showing he was quite familiar with it, and said with a smile:
"If it weren't for Wen Yuan's sharp eyesight, I almost wouldn't have the chance to make friends with you."
Wenyuan?
The name sounded familiar, and I felt like I had highlighted it in my notes, but for a moment I couldn't remember who this guy was.
However, one thing is certain, there is definitely no such person among the famous Yellow Turban generals.
After thinking about this, Lu Li put the knife back into its sheath, forced out a smile, tilted his head and said, "General, what's your name? Also, why are you looking for Lu?"
For a moment, the atmosphere relaxed, but it was also a little strange.
The two generals had their arms around each other, but their men were facing each other with swords. They were very confused and didn't know what to do.
"Zhang Liao is from Yanmen."
The sound was not loud, but when it fell into Lu Li's ears, it was like thunder from the ground.
Whether it is official history or romance, Zhang Liao and Zhang Wenyuan are both top-notch military generals in the world. They are highly praised by all dynasties and ranked first among the five good generals.
Of course, the Zhang Liao in front of him has not yet been heard among the princes, and his fame is limited to the Yanmen area of Bingzhou.
Therefore, Lu Li did not show too much excitement and replied calmly: "Lu Li, courtesy name Meng Ming, from Taiyuan."
"Haha, I guessed it right, it was me, Bingzhou Erlang, who did it!"
A happy look appeared on Zhang Liao's face, and he glanced towards the stream——
Meng Liang, the thief general, was leaning on a stone with his eyes closed and fell asleep, seemingly unaware of what was happening.
"Presumably this person is the bandit chief who robbed the village before, right?" Zhang Liao said firmly, maybe because he was afraid that Lu Li would misunderstand, he added:
"I was ordered to go north this time, and happened to encounter a village that had been plundered on the border of Pingtao. I wanted to deal with the thieves easily, but I found that I had been beaten to it."
"I was curious for a moment, so I divided my troops and came here to have a look. I didn't expect to meet one of my own people."
Lu Li nodded, and after confirming the other party's identity, he stopped covering up and said loudly: "The yellow turban rebels will be attacked by the whole world."
"This is a wonderful statement!"
This sentence seemed to prick Zhang Liao's mind. He gritted his teeth and said: "Who can
If Guo Tai, an old thief, colluded with the Qiang people and the Huns, working together inside and outside to bring trouble to Bingzhou, if there hadn't been an urgent military situation in Yunzhong County that needed help, I would have killed this thief myself! "
Lu Li raised his eyebrows.
Huns!
As expected, they were involved in this chaos.
"The Yellow Turban bandits have raised troops from Baibo, Xihe County, and are currently attacking Taiyuan and Hedong. The Qiang people and the Huns are joining forces to besiege Yunzhong and Yanmen. Where are you planning to go north, brother?"
At this time, Zhang Liao finally asked the last question.
Lu Li had already guessed that there would be such a sentence, so he answered directly without thinking: "I heard that Ding Biejia was recruiting talented people in Jiuyuan. I think I have some strength, so I plan to give it a try."
The current situation was chaotic and it was time to select talents and make use of them. Zhang Liao was naturally overjoyed when he saw Lu Li who was willing to join the army and had considerable strength. He took advantage of the situation and invited him: "It's a coincidence that Brother Yu is working under Ding Gong. Why don't we go together?" Jiuyuan.”
"Then I'll trouble you, brother."
Within a few words, the two began to call themselves brothers, and the five murderous knights also put away their weapons and no longer kept a straight face.
Seeing this, Pang Chun and Ji Zhong let out a long sigh of relief. There were only a few of them, but their aura was even more terrifying than the hundreds of Yellow Turban thieves.
At this time, Zhang Liao turned around, raised his hands and bowed, and said warmly: "They are my personal guards. Such is their character. In addition to their responsibilities, I hope that the two brothers will not remember any strange things."
Engage in Bingzhou, Qianshi high official!
How dare you accept his courtesy?
Ji and Pang hurriedly raised their hands and said, "General, please don't do this, or you will harm us."
After saying that, he bowed deeply to the end.
Suddenly, the atmosphere changed again.
"It's still early, why don't we put down the pot here, start the stove, and catch some game to go with the wine?" As he said that, Zhang Liao looked around and said with a smile: "To be honest, we took the order and set out last night, and we haven't even finished eating yet." Enter,"
Pang Chun volunteered and said, "My lord, I am willing to go."
Hearing this, Lu Li raised his eyes and looked at the darkening sky. He did not refuse, but just warned: "Be back in half an hour."
"promise!"
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Liao sent two more cavalry to take care of him.
Hundreds of miles away, in the official office of Jiuyuan County.
The charcoal stove burned brightly.
A man with gray hair on his temples was sitting on his knees next to the desk. He was writing official documents with a pen in his hands. He moved the pen quickly and looked not old at all.
"Xiutu Gehu and the Hu from the left of the Southern Xiongnu joined forces and besieged Yunzhong and Yanmen counties. Guo Tai, a remnant of the Yellow Turbans, came from Xihe County and went north to attack Taiyuan. This is a plan to carve up Bingzhou by coordinating internal and external forces."
The man put down his papers, clicked his tongue, and said to himself with disdain on his face: "They are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. When Wen Yuan arrives with his troops, I will personally go north to keep the enemy out of the country. Then free up your hands to deal with those yellow scarf thieves."
"Father."
The sound came from under the steps.
"It is better to let the boy go north to rescue the governor, and then order Wenyuan to lead the troops to suppress the remnants of the Yellow Turbans. Counting the time, he should have reached the Wenshui boundary by now and has not yet crossed the river."
The man who spoke was in his twenties, about seven feet tall, with a slender waist tied to his back, shoulders clasped together, a face like a powdered man, wearing a bright silver crown on his head, and a sword under his ribs. He was extremely heroic.
Hearing this, Ding Yuan stroked his beard and said calmly: "It's just a bunch of chickens and dogs. There's no need for my son to take action."
"What's more, this Jiuyuan County is your hometown, so you can stay here for a few days..."
The tone was kind, but there was a hint of refusal.
