Is it an enemy or a friend?

    At the moment, the long knives hung around their waists were half out of their scabbard. Lu Li stared at the riding general in front of him in silence, while Ji Zhong and Pang Chun took the initiative to take half a step forward and "protect" the Lord in the middle.

    At the same time, the snow and dust were flying on the road, and the sound of horses'' hooves was fast. Five elite Knights flew to the road. Without the command of the Lord general, they directly surrounded Lu Li and others.

    The atmosphere solidified instantly.

    The two groups began a silent confrontation.

    Although Ji and Pang are handsome, holding knives in both hands, and their prestige does not fall by half, as a matter of fact, they are worse than the current wave of people in terms of their appearance alone.

    These knights are not only equipped with the same style of black heavy armor, but also the crotch mount. It''s not too much to say that they are armed to the teeth.

    "Don''t panic. They are probably elite officers and soldiers."

    At this point, there is no other choice.

    Therefore, Lu Li did not avoid it. While telling them, he pulled out the cold and slender Sabre:

    "The old rule, in case the situation is wrong, run away directly, and I''ll be in charge of the back of the hall."

    The words were spoken not only to the entourage, but also to the strange riding general.

    "Ha ha, brother, misunderstood, misunderstood."

    Under the gaze of the crowd, the rider jumped down from his horse and looked at Lu Li''s long sword that had been scabbard. If he didn''t see it, he came forward and put it on his shoulder, acting quite familiar, laughing:

    "If it hadn''t been for Wen Yuan''s sharp eyes, he would have missed the chance to make friends with you."

    Wen Yuan?

    The name sounds familiar. I always feel that I have highlighted it in my notes, but I can''t remember who this guy is for a moment.

    However, it is certain that there is no such person among the famous yellow scarf generals.

    At this point, Lu Li inserted the knife back into the scabbard, squeezed out a smile and said, "what''s your name, general? In addition, what''s the matter with Lu?"

    For a moment, the atmosphere was relaxed, but it was a little strange.

    The two generals are clasping shoulders, but the people under them are opposite. They are very confused and don''t know what to do.

    "Zhang Liao, Yanmen people."

    The sound is not loud, but falling into Lu Li''s ears is tantamount to thunder on the ground.

    Whether it is official history or romance, Zhang Liao and Zhang Wenyuan are the first-class generals in the world. They are respected by all dynasties and ranked first among the five good generals.

    Of course, Zhang Liao in front of him has not been known to the princes, and his fame is only limited to Yanmen in Bingzhou.

    So Lu Li didn''t show too much excitement. He quietly replied, "Lu Li, the word Meng Ming, from Taiyuan."

    "Ha ha, sure enough, I guessed right. It was what I did in Bingzhou!"

    A happy look appeared on Zhang Liao''s face and his eyes glanced to the stream——

    The thief leaned Meng Liang against the stone and closed his eyes to sleep. He didn''t seem to be aware of anything.

    "This must be the thief chieftain who robbed the village earlier?" Zhang Liao said firmly, probably afraid of Lu Li''s misunderstanding. He added:

    "When I was ordered to go north this time, I happened to meet a looted village in Pingtao. I wanted to solve the thieves, but I found that someone was one step ahead."

    "In a moment of curiosity, I specially sent troops to have a look. Unexpectedly, I met my own man."

    Lu Li nodded. After confirming the identity of the other party, he no longer covered up. Lang said, "yellow scarf rebel, attack it all over the world."

    "That''s wonderful!"

    This sentence seemed to poke into Zhang Liao''s mind. He gnashed his teeth and said, "who can

    If you want Guo Tai, an old thief, to collude with Qiang people and Xiongnu, you should cooperate inside and outside, and bring disaster and chaos to the state together. If Yunzhong County doesn''t have an urgent military situation and need help, someone must personally blade the thief! "

    Lu Li raised his eyebrows.

    Hun!

    They did indeed appear in the chaos.

    "The yellow scarf thieves set up troops from Baibo, Xihe county. At present, they are attacking Taiyuan and Hedong, while the Qiang people and the Huns join forces to besiege Yunzhong and Yanmen. Brother, where are you going north?"

    At this time, Zhang Liao finally asked the last question.

    Lu Li had already guessed that there would be such a sentence. He didn''t want to think about it. He directly replied: "I heard that Ding don''t drive to recruit talents in Jiuyuan. My little brother thinks he has some strength and plans to try."

    Now the situation is chaotic. It is the time to select talents and use energy. When Zhang Liao saw Lu Li who is willing to join the army and has great strength, he was naturally overjoyed. He took advantage of the situation and invited him: "it''s a coincidence that brother Yu is working under the command of Duke Ding. It''s better to go to Jiuyuan together."

    "Then trouble brother."

    In a few words, they began to call each other brothers, and the five murderous Knights put away their weapons one after another.

    Seeing this, Pang Chun and Ji Zhongchang breathed a sigh of relief. There were only a few people. Their momentum was even more terrible than hundreds of yellow scarf thieves.

    At this time, Zhang Liao turned around, raised his hand and bowed. Wen Yan said, "they are the pro guards under my command. That''s their character. With their responsibilities, I hope the two brothers don''t remember."

    Bingzhou, Qianshi senior official!

    How dare you accept his gift?

    Ji and Pang quickly stretched out their hands and falsely lifted them, "general, don''t do this. Break us."

    Then he bowed to the end.

    For a moment, the atmosphere changed again.

    "It''s still early now. Why don''t we bury the pot and open the stove here and play some game with wine?" said Zhang Liao. He looked around and said with a smile: "to tell you the truth, we took the order and started last night. We haven''t dropped rice yet."

    Pang Chun volunteered and said, "Lord, I''m willing to go."

    Hearing the speech, Lu Li raised his eyes and looked at the darkening sky. He didn''t refuse, but told him, "come back in half an hour."

    "Promise!"

    Then Zhang Liao sent two more cavalry to take care of him.

    Hundreds of miles away, in the government office of Jiuyuan county.

    The charcoal stove burns brightly.

    A man kneeling next to the bookcase, with white temples, raised his pen and wrote official documents. He carried his pen like flying. He looked old-fashioned.

    "Hugh Tu Gehu joined forces with Hu on the left of the southern Xiongnu to besiege Yunzhong and Yanmen counties. The remaining evils of the yellow scarf, Guo Tai, zixihe County, attacked Taiyuan to the north. This is intended to cooperate inside and outside to carve up and merge the state."

    The man put down his letter, tut, disdain appeared on his face, and said to himself, "it''s just a group of local chickens and dogs. When Wen Yuan led the troops, I personally went north, first resisted the enemy outside the country, and then made room to deal with the yellow scarf thieves."

    "Adoptive father."

    The sound came from under the steps.

    "It''s better to let the child go north to rescue the assassin, and then order Wenyuan to lead the troops to suppress the remaining evils of the yellow scarf and calculate the time. At this moment, he should have reached the Wenshui boundary and has not crossed the river."

    The speaker is in his twenties. He is seven feet tall. He has a thin waist, his back and arms tied, his shoulders folded, his face looks like Fu Fen, wears a bright silver crown and a sword under his ribs. He is very brave.

    Smelling the speech, Ding Yuan stroked his beard under his jaw and said slowly, "it''s just a group of local chicken and tile dogs. I don''t need my son to do it."

    "What''s more, Jiuyuan county is your hometown, so stay here for a few days..."

    The tone was kind, but there was a faint sense of no rejection.