After helping the villagers get the food back, Lu Bu and Zhang Liao instantly turned into two living Bodhisattvas. The whole village surrounded them and kept saying words of thanks.

"Please be quiet, please be quiet, I have something to say."

After Zhang Liao spoke again and again, the surrounding voices finally calmed down.

"I want to ask you guys, this place is already occupied by the Xianbei people, so why don't you escape? Do you want to stay here and accept their exploitation?"

As soon as Zhang Liao finished speaking, the joy on the faces of the people around him disappeared without a trace, leaving only sadness and depression. Then an old man sighed and began to explain to Zhang Liao.

"Alas, you two benefactors, you don't know something. When this place was first occupied, we, the older generation, took our families and fled to other places. However, the emperor is ruthless and the princes are unjust.

Even after escaping from the clutches of the Xianbei people, other high-ranking officials and nobles are still being exploited and oppressed. We are willing to help them cultivate their land and raise cattle and sheep, but they just want us to pay in vain.

If they didn’t give it to us, we also tried to go to the capital to ask for mercy from the emperor, but just because we had no money and didn’t pay filial piety to those father-in-laws, we couldn’t see the emperor at all..."

"Huh! Even if you see it, it's of no use."

Lu Bu's intervention was not refuted. Instead, the old man nodded in affirmation and then continued.

"What this benefactor said is absolutely true. I originally thought that no matter how stupid the emperor was, he would not just watch the people of the Han Dynasty suffer. But I was wrong. Even if we were squeezed to death, he would not

If there was any change, it would be better to say that it was precisely because of his inaction that those princes and nobles dared to act so tyrannically. Seeing that we could not survive elsewhere, we returned here. Although this place was occupied by the Xianbei people,

But at least as long as we can hand over food to them on time, they won't make things difficult for us... Sigh, I originally thought that one day Emperor Ling would find his conscience and send troops to drive away these Xianbei people, but I didn't expect that

, even if he died, he would not change at all..."

The old man's face was full of memories of the past. Faced with this, Zhang Liao also sighed, and then said to everyone again

"Everyone, in addition to helping you regain food, the two of us are here for another purpose, which is to recruit soldiers, because we plan to drive out all the Xianbei people in Bingzhou, but our

The number of troops is too small to compete with them, so I came here specially. I wonder if any of the young men here want to fight alongside us?"

As soon as Zhang Liao said this, the crowd began to talk. Zhang Liao, who didn't know what they were talking about, immediately asked:

"Did I say something wrong? What are you discussing?"

"No, no, no, my benefactor didn't say anything wrong, it's just...it's just that the Xianbei people are not only brave and good at fighting, but their number is probably more than 50,000. This is only in Bingzhou. If they go to the grasslands outside the country, I don't know.

How many Xianbei people will there be? I wonder how many soldiers and horses the two benefactors have?"

"this……"

Hearing a young man's question, Zhang Liao found it difficult to speak because the gap in the number of people was really too big... But Zhang Liao's failure did not mean that Lu Bu did not dare. Lu Bu, who had been standing behind silently just now, walked up to Zhang Liao.

Next to him, he said loudly

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Watching this scene, I felt like I was stabbed in the eyes first, and then I smiled slightly and preached to them.

"Pack your bags, we're going to leave immediately!"

Under Lu Bu's order, a group of people moved quickly. Some people went back to pack their clothes, while others were saying goodbye to their families. Looking at the busy scene in front of them, Zhang Liao was a little worried.

"They were unarmed until just now. Is it really okay to just take them to the battlefield like this?"

Facing Zhang Liao's question, Lu Bu replied disapprovingly.

"Instead of spending time training soldiers slowly first, it is better to let them go to the battlefield to "watch the battle". Only when they face the fear of death will they train harder in order to survive."

Zhang Liao also agreed with Lu Bu's answer. After all, there is a huge gap between real combat with real swords and real spears and point-to-point training...

"Zhang Liao, I'll leave it to you. I'm going to visit another place."

After saying these words, Lu Bu carried Fang Tian's painted halberd, rode the red rabbit horse, and galloped away...

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In Youzhou next to it, the current Peiping army is being eaten away bit by bit by the coalition of Liaodong soldiers and the Yellow Turban Army. Although Zhao Yun is struggling to command the army to fight, it is a pity that the gap in numbers is really too big. Even if Zhao Yun

No matter how fast you kill, you can't change the fate of failure...

"General, be careful!"

Just when Zhao Yun was in a trance due to fatigue, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind. He suddenly looked back and saw that it was the deputy general who had been following him. At this moment, the spears of three Liaodong soldiers were inserted into his body.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun roared and fired a shot across. All three soldiers fell to the ground, and Zhao Yun also hurriedly dragged the deputy general's body.

"Wang Liang! Brother! You can't die! Stand up quickly!"

Facing Zhao Yun's hysteria and facing his own dying life, Wang Liang was not sad, but he had a smile on his face and said to Zhao Yun in an extremely weak voice.

"General, you saved me twice. Now I will give you back once. However, it seems that the next time will have to wait until the next life..."

After saying that, Wang Liang's eyes were opened as wide as possible, his left hand slipped from Zhao Yun's arm, and there was no more movement...

Zhao Yun did not call him again, because he understood that his good brother had left him at this moment. Zhao Yun helped him close his eyes, held the bright silver gun with both hands, and forcibly supported his almost weak body. When he looked around,

The noisy sound of killing just now disappeared, and a group of Liaodong soldiers were surrounding him tightly. Zhao Yun only felt that there were countless wounds on his body that were hurting, and he felt the world spinning in front of him.

, I could only keep shaking my head, trying to wake myself up.

At this moment, Zhao Yun is like a dying tiger. As long as he goes up and gives him a knife, he can end his life. But the amazing thing is that the soldiers only dare to surround him, but no one dares to go up.

Going forward, facing this scene, Gongsun Du, who had been watching the battle from behind, wanted to go forward, but was stopped by Yang Yi. Gongsun Du just pushed his hand away and continued to move forward. Yang Yi

He wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Liu Yi, because he knew that his lord was really reluctant to kill Zhao Yun...

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