Chapter 220 Countercurrent (2)

In fact, blindly avoiding it is not a good policy.

Lu Li needs to know the distribution of the Yellow Turban Army's strength, the next goal after capturing Pingtao County, and whether other areas in Taiyuan County have fallen...

Therefore, the most urgent task is to catch a tongue and ask, and it cannot be a miscellaneous fish like a yellow scarf warrior, but must be a military general who has a lot of high-level movements.

Not only can you obtain information, but you can also take this opportunity to hone your own martial arts and get familiar with the strength increase brought by the battle spirit.

Countless in one fell swoop.

There is a saying that if you want to fall asleep, someone will bring you a pillow. When the three of them approached the village, the sound of grinning laughter and the cry of a woman reached their ears.

The current form, if not the work of the Yellow Turban Thieves, what could it be?

And Pang Chun, who had served as a thief hunter, had rich hunting experience. He gestured for Lu Li and Ji Zhong to get off their horses and hide in the nearby bushes.

There is only one road leading to the village, and the snow is just right at night, which can ensure that the horseshoe prints and footprints will not be covered.

"My lord."

A moment later, Pang Chun came to Lu Li's side with his waist bowed, and he clasped his hands and said, "The footprints are messy. I roughly counted them. There are about two hundred infantry and thirty cavalry."

Messy steps?

Hearing this, Lu Li's heart became more confident. The Yellow Turban Army who looted the village was indeed just a small force with no training.

Ji Zhong narrowed his eyes, looked at the smoking village in front of him, and asked in a low voice: "My lord, what should I do?"

There was a hint of excitement in his tone.

This is the first battle after taking refuge in the lord, so naturally he has to perform well.

However, Lu Li felt quite satisfied when he noticed that the two of them had unconsciously grasped the weapon, and they were not timid.

"If you meet a general who has comprehended the spirit of battle, you two don't care about me, just withdraw and save it for useful bodies, don't lose your life for nothing."

With just a few words, there was a burst of warmth in the hearts of the two of them.

"My lord..."

After all, Pang Chun's tone was a little dry, as if he had made some important decision, he lifted up his robe to salute, but was held down by Lu Li.

"Don't pay attention to these vain etiquettes. Killing a few more yellow scarf thieves later is the best way to vote."

After finishing speaking, Lu Li didn't say any more, just jumped on his horse and rushed towards the smoky village.

The black-maned horse strengthened by different blood is full of energy, and every time it snorts, there will be bursts of cold frost, like a heavenly horse descending from the earth.

outside the village.

"I don't know if the army has invaded Pingtao County, but the little ladies in the city are all like fairies, hehe."

"I don't think so. Compared with attacking the city, it is safer to go to the countryside to collect grain. As long as you don't lose your life, you will have more opportunities to enjoy it in the future."

"Yeah, it's good to raise the flag to rebel, you can eat meat every day, and you don't have to work in the fields, haha..."

The man let go of the half-eaten chicken rack in his hand, looked up to the sky and laughed.

Ever since he joined Guo Qushuai, he hasn't done a day's work. He has wine and meat, and he doesn't even lack women. The emperor is nothing more than that, right?

He glanced out of the corner of his eye and shuddered: "The enemy..."

A black shadow flashed past.

The four yellow turban thieves around the fire fell to their knees in an instant, clutching their throats, and collapsed with distorted expressions.

Not to mention, another group of yellow turban soldiers in charge of guarding were beheaded by the flat blade before they could react.

Lu Li was still in the land of no one, relying on the extreme speed of the black-maned horse and the sharpness of the sword, he silently eliminated all the yellow scarf spies guarding outside the village.

All of a sudden, Ji Zhong and Pang Chun, who were following behind, felt that they were a bit redundant and couldn't find a place to use them.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a cold arrow passed by the belly of the black-maned horse. At the critical moment, the secret whistle placed by the enemy general on the roof worked.

"Official army attack!"

The crossbowman let out a long roar, bent his bow and set his arrow again, this time, he aimed at Lu Li's head.

However, the BMW was psychic, and there was no need for Lu Li to turn sideways to avoid it. The black-maned horse, which had some supernatural perception of danger, stood up instantly.

at the same time.

Many yellow scarf thieves who were enjoying themselves in the house trembled in fright after hearing the reminder, and they didn't bother to straighten their armor, they just grabbed their weapons and stood up.

And Lu Li also noticed the archer hiding on the roof of the house, without saying a word, he patted the horse's back and jumped high.

Then, under Anshao's horrified gaze, a not-so-knotted arm bent forward and swept lightly.

Blood splattered.

A head with rounded eyes flashed across the sky.

This scene really calmed down the mob who ran out, and they didn't fight back, they just shouted hoarsely:

"General, enemy attack!"

The most important thing in war is food and grass.

Once the siege of the city is not smooth, the fight is for food. Therefore, Qu Shuai Guo Tai specially sent a general to accompany the battle.

"I'll leave this group of mobs to you, be careful of the yellow turban fighters, don't let them have a chance to go crazy!"

"I'm going to capture the thief leader."

Lu Li's voice resounded above the village, and the sound shook for miles.

And Ji Zhong and Pang Chun, who hurried over, looked at each other——

Soldiers are expensive and fast.

The two separated in an instant, each found a direction, and harvested life like mowing grass. Those yellow scarf thieves who had just got up, their legs were sore and their eyes were blurred, were cut down to the ground without even raising their weapons.

Quite a few refugees who were trapped in the co-op had never seen such a scene before. It was alright for them to bully the unarmed village women, but if they really wanted to fight with life and death, they withered in an instant, knelt down on the ground and kowtowed like garlic.

A trace of pity flashed in Pang Chun's heart, but he glanced out of the corner of his eyes, and when he saw the scene in the house, his eyes immediately turned red, and he let out a long howl, and the long knife writhed in his hand, slashing in all directions.

After the initial panic, those veterans of the Yellow Turban Army who were scattered in every corner stabilized their minds. While putting on their armor, they gathered their hearts together and raised their knives and shouted: "There are only three people, kill them!"

"Cang Tian is dead, Huang Tian should stand!"

"The year is Jiazi, and the world will be blessed!"

Amidst the chaos, several little giants who were about the same height as the house rushed out from the corner, trying to tear apart the invading enemy in front of them.

If you look down from a high place, you will find that the billowing snow and dust are like a stormy earth dragon, and a group of black shadows fly into the enemy camp, causing waves.

Lu Xin had no other distractions and no longer cared about the affairs behind him, while the black-maned horse ran wildly, following the owner's wishes, and headed straight for the enemy general's camp.

In the dim morning light, the sound of hand-to-hand combat was short and intense. No one was Lu Li's one-on-one enemy. He was like an isolated island that could move at high speed in a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

"Boss." A guard opened his eyes in a daze. "What are you going to do? After working all night, don't you want to sleep a little longer?"

"Bastard! Can't you hear any movement outside?" Meng Liang hurriedly put on the hakama, ignoring his outer robe, and shouted, "Bring me a spear!"