Chapter 242 The Death of the Inspector
Good luck and bad luck.
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 finally became the founding king of the Shu Han. Along the way, he met various noble people to support and help him, but the end was not very good.
In other words.
People have a thousand calculations, but the sky has one calculation.
When the thing of luck is exhausted, those who can climb out of the dead on the battlefield can be said to be blessed, but what about the second and third fierce battles, if they failed to survive?
No matter how high the official position is, as long as you are in a dangerous place, you will be overthrown.
Therefore, the first elder's order was really puzzling to Lu Li, it was too vague, he didn't know what kind of person he was, he couldn't catch a fortune teller on the marching road.
In addition, even if you know that you have good luck, what can you do?
Do you want to gamble on this mysterious and unfathomable thing? Unless it was absolutely necessary, Lu Li would never do this.
In contrast, the order of the second old man is worth pondering.
[Soldiers, ominous weapons, auspicious things are on the left, bad things are on the right]
Although Lu Li had become a military commander as he wished since he came to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the first twenty years of his life were not blank. He was a Confucian scholar who had read books and had contact with sages.
The above sentence is not invented by the old man, but from Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching", and the meaning is easy to understand:
Weapons are ominous and disgusting.
The left side is the most important place for a gentleman to live in. If he has to use soldiers to fight and use force, then the right side is the most important.
It may be that the bamboo sticks are too small to write down too many words. I didn’t write down the whole sentence of Taoist Lao Tzu. There should be a few more sentences after it. 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 victory, he should not kill people at will in order to show off his strength. On the contrary, for those who died in the war, express your sincere condolences and make proper arrangements for the dead.
Comparing with his own situation, Lu Li made a simple guess: If you don't want to fight, you should choose the left side in case of any emergency. Now that you are leading troops outside and a big battle is imminent, if you encounter danger, you'd better choose the right side.
As for whether the old man's orders were credible, Lu Li was indeed unsure, and his heart was faintly focused on believing.
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 swore in his heart that he would pay with blood, and that once he confronted them, he would treat them as animals.
"When the time comes, you and my brother will have a good time and see whose weapon rolls first, how about it?"
For some reason, Song Xian's voice echoed in his mind.
This is the agreement between the two at the camp of the Chinese army.
At that time, the old man was talking with the lord in the tent. Could he be able to hear the conversation between the two of them through the thick cowhide tent, avoiding everyone's perception?
One must know that his elder brother Zhang Liao was also present, he is a top general with unpredictable means.
As he thought about it, Lu Li couldn't help sighing. Before he ran into the enemy, he felt like his hands and feet were tied, and he couldn't be happy.
"Meng Ming, the old man has already left, why haven't you returned to the camp?"
"My lord has urgent military affairs and urgently summons all the generals to the camp to discuss."
Zhang Liao came on horseback.
Not long after, the green-maned Dawan stood in front of Lu Li, snorting constantly.
woo woo woo...
The black-maned horse circled around them, and it seemed that something serious had happened, and the elder brother actually brought it here.
"There were two village elders who met my younger brother on a whim before they left."
Saying that, Lu Li jumped on the horse's back, flicked the rein, and the horse's hooves flew, he and his brother rushed towards the camp where the flag was erected, and the night guards dared not stop him.
Zhang Liao obviously knew about this, and he said in his mouth: "I didn't expect Meng Ming to gain so much from this trip. Keep the bamboo stick with the order close to you, and don't show it to others."
Things around me quickly reversed.
After a few words, the two saw the big red banner standing on the gate.
The black-maned horse is psychic, and there is no need for ropes to tie it up.
Taking this opportunity, Lu Li decided to ask Zhang Liao about his views on fate, and whispered, "Brother..."
Just after uttering two words, he saw a pair of eyes as bright as stars staring at him.
In fact, from the very beginning, Zhang Liao noticed that Lu Li's face was gloomy, and there must be something hidden in his heart.
"But the order is not good?"
"Not to mention, it's just elusive."
"This thing can't 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, thinking thoughtfully, "A trapped beast will still fight, let alone us generals."
"Hahaha, it should be like this. Back then, a fortune-teller stopped Fengxian and said he wanted to make a fortune teller for him. Guess what? Fengxian didn't pay any attention to it and left."
After the words fell, the two walked towards the tent side by side.
However, just when Lu Li's thoughts had just settled, he opened the curtain, and a strong smell of blood came over his face!
I saw a corpse lying in front, and the protagonist Ding Yuan, Song Xian and others surrounded him, their faces sinking like water.
The deceased was wearing a hood, black armor, and a crimson battle robe, holding a curled-edged ring-headed knife tightly in his hand.
Elite Han army.
Or just experienced the war.
In addition, even though he was wearing two layers of armor, his body was still full of arrows. There were iron arrows, copper arrows, and even bone arrows that were broken in two. The weapons were very messy.
Lu Li instantly thought of Yunzhong City, which was seven hundred miles away.
The governor is in trouble!
"Inspector, quickly take advantage of the chaos and escape!"
In the secret room, a soldier with blood on his face and disheveled hair was hugging Zhang Yi's thigh, his voice choked up several times: "Someone in the city colluded with foreigners and opened the city gate to meet them privately. 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 and said, "Run away, don't be greedy for money, kill people, pick up armor, seize horses, rush to the siege. Your ability should be able to kill a way out."
Zhang Yi knew the skills of his personal guards, if he hadn't had righteousness in his heart, if he hadn't needed to protect his injured self, he would have broken out of the siege by himself, how could he be in such a mess.
And the personal guard looked excited, first shook his head, then got up and grabbed Zhang Yi's hand, and directly carried it on his back, with a rapid voice:
"My lord, the Huns would never have guessed that you were hiding in a private house to cultivate. At this moment, their large army is besieging the government office."
After struggling a few times, Zhang Yi sighed helplessly, and his voice was no longer as calm as before: "A city of ten houses must have loyalty and trustworthiness."
"I didn't expect that in times of crisis, someone would still regard me as my lord. Presumably at this time, Ding Yuan is still gathering for a feast..."
Suddenly, his eyes went black, and it was too late to make any sound.
Gululu~
A head rolled to the ground.