A Weird Theater That Started In London

Blessing and curse.

Frankly speaking, Lu Li thought this thing was too mysterious and couldn't grasp it at all.

Uncle Liu Huang sold straw sandals and finally became the founding king of the Shu Han. He encountered various nobles to support and assist, but he did not end well in the end.

In other words.

A thousand counts for a person, but one counts for the sky.

When the thing of luck is finally exhausted, those who can survive the war can say that they are blessed, but what about the second and third fierce battles if they fail to survive, what should they be counted?

No matter how high the official position is, as long as you are in a dangerous place, you will be overthrown.

Therefore, the fate of the first elder was really puzzling and too vague. He didn't know what kind of person he was, so he couldn't catch a fortune teller on the march.

In addition, even if you know that you have luck, what can you do?

Do you want to take a gamble on this mysterious and unpredictable thing? Not as a last resort, Lu Li would never be like this.

In contrast, the second old man's fate is worth pondering.

[Husband, an ominous weapon, auspicious things are on the left, evil things are on the right]

Although since the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Lu Li had become a military commander as he wished, he was not a blank in the first two decades of his life. He was a Confucian student who had read books and had exposure to the knowledge of sages.

The above sentence is not fabricated by the village elders, but from Laozi’s "Tao De Jing", and its meaning is also very understandable:

Weapon is an ominous thing and disgusting.

Gentlemen usually live on the left side as the most expensive. If you have to fight with soldiers and use force, then the right side is the most expensive.

It may be that the bamboo sticks are too small to write too many words, and I didn’t write down the entire sentence of Taoist Lao Tzu. There should be a few more sentences behind, and the general meaning is also consistent with the current situation.

The gentleman has no choice but to use war to achieve his own goals. Then, after victory, don't kill people at will because of showing off force. On the contrary, for those who died in the war, we must sincerely express our sorrow and properly arrange the dead.

Based on his own situation, Lu Li simply speculated: If he didn't use his troops, he would choose the left when he encountered any unexpected situation. Now he is leading his troops and the battle is about to come. If you encounter danger, you'd better choose the right.

As for whether the old man's order was credible, Lu Li was indeed uncertain, and his heart faintly focused on believing.

He advised himself not to kill at will.

However, before that, after hearing about the evil deeds of the Huns, Lu Li had vowed in his heart that he would pay back the blood, and once he met him, he would be regarded as a beast.

"When the time comes, you and my brother will have a good time, and see whose weapon is rolled first, how about?"

Somehow, Song Xian's voice echoed in his mind.

This is the agreement between the two at the Chinese army camp.

At that time, the village elder was talking with the lord in the camp. Could he avoid everyone's perception through the thick cowhide tent, and could not detect the conversation between the two of them?

You know, elder brother Zhang Liao is also present, he is a top military commander, with unpredictable means.

As he thought deeply, Lu Li couldn't help sighing. Before he hit the enemy, he felt like his hands and feet were tied up.

"Meng Ming, the villager has left, why are you still not returning?"

"The lord has a military situation and urgently calls all the generals to go to Daying for discussion."

Zhang Liao came on horseback.

Not long after, the green mane Dawan stood in front of Lu Li, his nose kept ringing.

Oooooo...

The black mane horse was spinning around them, it seemed that something really happened, and the older brother brought it over.

"There are two village elders on a whim to meet the younger brother before they leave."

As he said, Lu Li leaped on his horse, flicked the rein, and rushed to the big camp with the flag standing with his brother while the horses hoof flew. The night watchman didn't dare to stop him.

Zhang Liao obviously understands this, and he exhorts: "I didn't expect Meng Ming to have such a harvest during this trip. Put the bamboo stick with the approval written on your body and don't show it to others."

Things all over the body are going backwards fast.

In a few words, the two saw the big red bow standing above the gate.

Black mane horses are psychic and don't need ropes at all.

Taking advantage of this emptiness, Lu Li decided to ask Zhang Liao's views on fate, and whispered: "Brother..."

Only when he uttered two words, he saw a pair of eyes staring at him as bright as stars.

In fact, from the very beginning, Zhang Liao noticed that Lu Li's face was gloomy, and he must have something hidden in his heart.

"But the order is not good?"

"Not to mention, it's just elusive."

"This thing is unbelievable. If one day is dead, Meng Ming is willing to be slaughtered?"

"Naturally not." Lu Li licked his lips, thoughtfully, "The trapped beast is still fighting, let alone our military commander."

"Hahaha, it should have been like this. Back then, a physicist stopped Fengxian and said that he was going to make good or bad for him. Guess what? Fengxian ignored it at all and went on his own."

When the words fell, the two walked to the camp side by side.

However, just as Lu Qisi thought about it, he opened the curtain and a strong smell of blood came upon his face!

I saw a corpse lying in front, and the lord Ding Yuan, Song Xian and others gathered around, their faces sinking like water.

The deceased was wearing a hooded head, a black two-faced armor, a crimson battle robe, and firmly holding a rolled-edged ring-headed knife in his hand.

Elite Han army.

Still just experienced a great war.

Even if he wears two layers of armor, his body is still full of arrows, iron arrows, bronze arrows, and even bone arrows broken in two. The weapons are very messy.

Lu Li instantly thought of Yunzhong City seven hundred miles away.

The governor is difficult!

"Ju Shi, run away in the chaos!"

Inside the secret room, a soldier with blood on his face and disheveled hair was holding Zhang Yi's thigh, and his voice choked for a while: "Someone in the city colluded with foreign races and opened the city gate privately to meet them. Now our army has been dispersed by the Huns. No establishment..."

Zhang Yi, with an arrow in his left arm and a wound festering, slumped on the bed~www.readwn.com~ Anxious and angry, after struggling for a few times, he sighed and said: "You run away, don't be greedy for money, kill people, grab armor, or steal. Horse, Chongwei, with your ability, you should be able to make a living."

Zhang Yi knew the ability of his personal guards. If he didn't have the righteousness, if he didn't need to protect his injured self, he would have been alone in the siege. How could he be so embarrassed.

The guard looked excited. He shook his head first, then stood up and grabbed Zhang Yi's hand, directly carrying him on his back, his voice hurried:

"Master, the Huns can't guess that you are hiding in a private house to cultivate. At this moment, a large number of their troops are besieging the government office."

After struggling a few times, Zhang Yi sighed helplessly, and his voice was no longer as calm as before: "The ten-chamber town must be faithful."

"Unexpectedly, in times of crisis, someone would still regard me as the lord, presumably at this time, Ding Yuan is still gathering for a feast..."

Suddenly, his eyes went dark, and there was no time to make any sound.

Gululu~

A head rolled to the ground.