Chapter 219 Countercurrent (1)

In the middle of the night, Yuangong Pavilion.

A middle-aged man with a pale complexion was carried into the private school by the pavilion. Black blood stains dripped all over the way. If his physical fitness was not far beyond ordinary people, he might have died long ago.

However, looking at the current situation, half of the man's foot has already stepped into the gate of hell, and death is only a matter of time.

"Lang Jun, you..."

"this……"

At this moment, the guard Zhou Jun froze in place. He never expected that Lu Li, who was in charge of the rear, would appear here.

Moreover, judging by the posture, it seems that they have been waiting for a long time.

Providence so.

Glancing at the surviving cheap daddy, Lu Li didn't reply, and after sighing inwardly, he quickly walked up to him.

Without any hesitation, he took out two folded yellow talismans, stuffed one into Lu Xu's mouth, and asked the pavilion guard to pour it with warm water, and stuck the other on the hideous wound.

[Yellow Turban Charm: Qi Heals]

I saw a shimmer of light visible to the naked eye, and then, the granulation at the wound began to wriggle, and the broken blood vessels automatically connected and closed.

Moreover, as time went by, the light from the yellow talisman became brighter, and Lu Xu's breathing became steady and powerful, and blood gradually appeared on his face.

In the eyes of everyone, the scene that happened in front of them was almost a miracle.

Obviously, compared to the spells that Lu Li used on himself during the battle, they were more effective and scarcer. It was very likely that they were drawn by Zhang Jiao himself, one less used.

"Taiping Dao Talisman Paper..."

"It's too amazing."

Even the guard Zhou Jun, who was well-informed, couldn't help swallowing——

He thought the talisman was found from the Yellow Turban Warrior, and couldn't help sighing: "The Yellow Turban Thief has such a magical weapon, Bingzhou is in danger! The great man is in danger!"

The Han Dynasty has been established for nearly 400 years since the great ancestor Liu Bang set the tripod in the Central Plains. Naturally, it will not fall at will. No matter how stupid the Han Ling Emperor is, most people still regard him as the emperor.

And Lu Li glanced at Lu Xu who was snoring on the cushion and fell into a deep sleep. He knew he had misunderstood, so he didn't explain, and said in a flat tone:

"Zhang Jiao is dead, they can't make much trouble."

As witnesses of that battle, the pavilion soldiers felt honored one after another.

Therefore, some people couldn't help but echoed: "That's right, Lu Yishi also beheaded a thief general not long ago."

Just like that, the room was noisy for a while.

Until Ji Zhong, the head of the pavilion with his luggage on his back, arrived.

"This is Mr. Lu, I've heard about you for a long time, and I saw you today..."

Before he finished complimenting him, Lu Li interrupted, "Have you finished packing? Then let's go."

After all, taking advantage of the cover of night can save a lot of trouble.

"Where is your lord going?" Zhou Jun quickly grabbed Lu Li's sleeve robe and reminded him, "The thief Cao has not yet awakened."

"Aunt's injury is no longer serious, and I'm going to go to Jiuyuan to seek refuge with Ding Biejia." Lu Li stopped and said calmly, "A man should establish his fame and fame in order to get rich, and he can live in poverty for a long time!"

"Now the situation in Bingzhou is chaotic, and it will change if it is too late. We must start as soon as possible."

After the words fell, there was silence around.

May I ask who doesn't want to fight for a future?

It is a time of troubled times, and it is a good time for those who are ambitious to make contributions. Therefore, after Lu Xu, who has been looking forward to restoring the glory of his ancestors, wakes up, he will definitely not blame Lu Li, but at most he will only worry about him.

At this moment, Pang Chun was begging for help from the pavilion, and the young man in a hu suit half-kneeled on the ground, facing Lu Li, and said loudly, "Master, I am alone, and I am willing to follow!"

Good birds choose trees to live in.

Everyone in the pavilion knew that Lu Li was very skilled, and they had witnessed the whole process of his awakening his battle spirit, and Bingzhou Biejia Ding Yuan was a hero who knows people and is good at responsibility. Once he sees Lu Li come to vote, he will definitely be reused.

One person attained the Tao and ascended to heaven, and the pavilion soldiers were not dull. After figuring out the key points, they bowed their heads one by one, saying that Lu Li was the lord.

It's a pity that among the people present, except for the pavilion chief Ji Zhong and the begging thief Pang Chun, only Zhou Jun, the guard at home, could come into Lu Li's eyes, but the other party had to stay here to take care of Lu Xu, and he couldn't escape for the time being.

Therefore, in the end, only two people followed him northward in the dark.

Fourth watch.

Three people and three riders galloped along the official road under the dim starlight, their hair trembling with the fluttering snow particles.

Woohoo!

The satiated black-maned horse made strange noises and sped up from time to time, as if showing off to its own kind.

"You bastard, slow down."

Lu Li clamped the horse's belly with his legs, looked back at Ji Zhong and Pang Chun who were left behind, and at the same time slapped the horse's ass with the back of the knife.

Aww...

The black-maned horse suffered from the pain, and became honest in an instant, slowing down and waiting for the two companions.

Not long after, Ji Zhong and Pang Chun followed with envy on their faces. Although Bingzhou is rich in fine horses, thousand-mile horses are very rare.

"My lord, according to the current speed, we should be able to reach Pingtao before dawn."

Ji Zhong was worried that he would bump into the Yellow Turban army attacking the city, so he patted his horse forward and suggested: "It's better to take the trail, bypass Pingtao County and Wenshui County, cross the river to Jiaocheng, and see how the situation is before making other plans."

"That's right, after crossing the river is the hinterland of Taiyuan County, where Jiaocheng, Qingxu, and Jinyang are all guarded by heavy troops. The Yellow Turbans must not dare to attack the city easily."

Hearing the two people's suggestions, Lu Li thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

The three riders rushed into the woods and moved along the country road. Occasionally, when there was no way to go, they returned to the official road. They went back and forth like this, jumping sideways many times, and their forward speed suddenly decreased.

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 stench without 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, with more attacks and fewer attacks, couldn't beat those refugees who raised their flags and rebelled?

Seeing the surprised expressions of the two followers, Lu Li looked back and said, "This is a yellow scarf warrior, if you encounter them, deal with them as soon as possible, and don't give them a chance to shout slogans, otherwise, they may 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 seemed to understand, but they continued on their way without asking why.

After all, the dense corpses on both sides of the official road indicate that the front is not smooth. No matter how lucky you are, no matter how cautious you are, you will also run into bandits. At that time, you will know what is so amazing about the Yellow Turban Army.

About another hour passed, the sky was dim, not only a large number of corpses appeared on the official road, but also in the countryside.

Pingtao land boundary.

In the scattered high and low farms of Washe, bursts of thick smoke rose.

Begging thief Pang Chun had sharp eyes. He rubbed his stiff cheeks, glanced casually, noticed this scene, and asked, "My lord, there seems to be cooking smoke over there. Do you want to take a look?"

"The smoke from cooking is not so pungent. It was obviously looted by Yellow Turban thieves." Lu Li corrected a sentence, and then said, "Go and have a look. A large number of Yellow Turban thieves are attacking the city at this time, so don't worry too much."