Blessings and woes.
Frankly speaking, Lu Li thought this thing was too mysterious and he couldn't grasp it at all.
Uncle Liu Huang sold straw sandals and eventually became the founding king of the Shu Han Dynasty. Along the way, he met various noble people who supported and helped him, but his end was not very good.
In other words.
People have a thousand calculations, but God has one calculation.
Luck will eventually run out. Those who survived the war can say that they are blessed. However, what about those who failed to survive the second and third fierce battles?
No matter how high your official position is, as long as you are in a dangerous situation, you will be in trouble.
Therefore, the first elder's order was really confusing to Lu Li. It was too vague. He didn't know what kind of person he was. He couldn't just grab a fortune teller on the march.
In addition, even if you know that you have good luck, what can you do?
Do you want to take a gamble on this mysterious and elusive thing? Lu Li would never do this unless absolutely necessary.
In contrast, the second old man's instructions are worth pondering.
[A soldier is an ominous weapon. Good things happen to the left, bad things happen to the right]
Although Lu Li became a military general as he wished since the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, his first twenty years of life were not a blank slate. He was a Confucian scholar who had read books and been exposed to the knowledge of sages.
The above sentence was not made up by the village elder, but comes from Laozi's "Tao Te Ching", and its meaning is easy to understand:
Weapons are an ominous thing and disgusting.
When a gentleman usually lives, the left side is the most valuable place. If he has to fight with troops and use force, then the right side is the most valuable place.
Maybe the bamboo stick is too small to write too many words, so I didn’t write down the entire sentence of Taoist Lao Tzu. There should be a few more sentences at the end, and the general meaning is also consistent with the current situation——
A gentleman has no choice but to use war to achieve his own goals. Then, after winning a victory, he should not kill people at will just to show off his force. On the contrary, for those who died in the war, we should sincerely express our condolences and properly arrange the deceased.
Comparing his situation, Lu Li made a simple guess: If there is no war, if there is any emergency, choose the left side. Now that he is leading troops outside and a battle is imminent, if he encounters danger, it is best to choose the right side.
As for whether the old man's instructions were credible, Lu Li was really not sure, and he was vaguely inclined to believe it.
He advised himself not to kill people at will.
However, before that, because he had heard about the evil deeds of the Huns, Lu Li had sworn in his heart that he would repay the debt with blood. Once he faced them, he would treat them as beasts.
"When the time comes, you and I will kill each other and see whose weapon curls up first. How about that?"
Somehow, Song Xian's voice echoed in his mind.
This was the agreement the two made near the Chinese army camp.
At that time, the village elder was talking to his lord in the camp. Could it be that he could eavesdrop on their conversation through the thick cowhide tent and avoid everyone's perception?
You know, his brother Zhang Liao was also present. He was a top military general with unpredictable skills.
As he thought deeply, Lu Li couldn't help but sigh. He felt like his hands and feet were tied even before he encountered the enemy, which was not pleasant.
"Meng Ming, the village elder has left, why haven't you returned to camp?"
"The Lord has urgent military matters and summons all the generals to the camp for discussion."
Zhang Liao came on horseback.
Not long after, the green-maned Dawan stood in front of Lu Li, snoring continuously.
Awww...
The black-maned horse circled around them. It seemed that something big had happened, and his brother actually brought it over.
"On a whim, two village elders wanted to meet their younger brother before leaving."
With that said, Lu Li jumped on his horse, flicked the reins, and with the horse's hooves flying, he and his brother rushed towards the camp with the flag, and none of the night guards dared to stop him.
Zhang Liao obviously understood this and warned: "I didn't expect that Meng Ming would gain so much from this trip. Keep the bamboo stick with the instructions close to your body and do not show it to others."
Things around me are moving backwards rapidly.
After a few words, the two of them saw the red banner standing on the camp gate.
The black-maned horse is psychic and does not need to be tied up with ropes at all.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Li decided to ask Zhang Liao about his views on fate, and whispered: "Brother..."
As soon as he uttered two words, he saw a pair of eyes as bright as stars staring at him.
In fact, from the beginning, Zhang Liao noticed that Lu Li's face was gloomy, and he must be hiding something in his heart.
"But it's not good to give instructions?"
"Not talkable, just elusive."
"This thing cannot be trusted. If one day in the future, Meng Ming is willing to be killed by his neck?"
"Of course not." Lu Li licked his lips, thoughtfully, "A trapped beast is still fighting, let alone our generals."
"Hahaha, that's how it should be. Back then, a fortune teller stopped Fengxian and said he wanted to predict good or bad luck for him. Guess what? Fengxian ignored him and walked away."
After saying that, the two of them walked side by side towards the camp.
However, just when Lu Li was about to settle down, he opened the curtain and a strong smell of blood hit his face!
Only a corpse was seen lying in front, while the Lord Ding Yuan, Song Xian and others were surrounding him, their faces as sinking as water.
The deceased wore a hood, black dang armor, and a crimson war robe. He held a curled-edged ring-headed sword in his hand.
Elite Han army.
Or just experienced the war.
Even though he wore two layers of armor, his body was still full of arrows, including iron arrows, copper arrows, and even bone arrows broken into two parts. The weapons were very messy.
Lu Li instantly thought of Yunzhong City, which was seven hundred miles away.
The governor is in trouble!
"Investor, please take advantage of the chaos and run away!"
In the secret room, a soldier with blood on his face and disheveled hair was holding Zhang Yi's thigh, his voice choked up several times: "There are people in the city who colluded with foreigners and opened the city gate privately to meet them. Now our army has been dispersed by the Huns' cavalry. Unorganized..."
Zhang Yi, who was hit by an arrow in his left thigh and had a festering wound, lay paralyzed on the bed, anxious and angry. After struggling several times, he sighed: "You run away, don't be greedy for wealth, kill people, strip armor, seize horses, and charge into sieges." You should be able to find a way out with your skills.”
Zhang Yi knew the capabilities of his personal guards. If he hadn't been righteous and needed to protect his injured self, he would have fought his way out of the siege alone. How could he be in such an embarrassing situation.
The guard looked excited. He shook his head first, then stood up, grabbed Zhang Yi's hand, and directly carried him on his back. His voice was urgent:
"My Lord, the Huns have no idea that you are hiding in a private house to recuperate. At this moment, a large number of their troops are besieging the government office."
After struggling for a few times, Zhang Yi sighed helplessly, his voice no longer as calm as before: "In a city with ten houses, there must be loyalty."
"I didn't expect that in this critical moment, some people would still treat me as their lord. Presumably at this time, Ding Yuan was still gathering for a banquet..."
Suddenly, his vision went dark and he had no time to make any sound.
Gululu~
A head rolled to the ground.
