The officer threw a flying halberd, which saved him from death. The flying halberd hit the yellow turban warrior's head. I don't know whether it was stuck in the hair or hung on the flesh, but it was nailed to the top of the head.

The yellow turban warrior's already staggering steps were unsteady and he fell to the ground.

When the officers and soldiers chased them out, they would catch up and cut them into pieces with swords.

With a clang, the Green Dragon Sword flew over and was inserted in front of the officers and soldiers. The officers and soldiers stopped in shock.

Guan Yu's horse stopped the officers and soldiers in front of the yellow scarf warrior who was throwing himself on the ground, "Huh! If you dare to take a step beyond the sword, you will not be spared!"

Guan Yu was on his horse, standing down from a high position. His red phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, and he looked down, looking majestic and majestic.

Although he didn't have the Green Dragon Sword in his hand, his momentum was suppressed. The officers and soldiers who chased him out of the village gate looked at each other, looked at each other for a while, and then retracted.

Li Mengxi, who arrived late, walked up to the Yellow Turban warrior.

Two steps away, Li Mengxi stopped and observed the man. He saw that the man's armor was in pieces, with marks from swords and swords all over his armor, and his body was covered in blood as if washed with blood.

This man held a knife firmly in his hand and had a flying halberd nailed to his head.

The man was still alive, and Li Mengxi saw that he was still moving.

Li Mengxi took two steps back warily.

The bloody man moved his hands, supporting the ground with his hands, and raised his terrifying head that was messy with blood and dust.

Seeing the scary look of this man, Li Mengxi took another step back and placed his hand on the short knife at his waist.

The bloody man stared at Li Mengxi. Li Mengxi was frightened by being stared at. "Should I call you a military doctor?" Li Mengxi said.

"The peaks and mountains are like a gathering!" The bloody man ignored anyone who was not a military doctor, but only focused on his poems.

"The waves are like fury!"

"Mountains and rivers inside and outside, Tongguan Road!"

The bloody man had already stood up. He was embarrassed about the poem. Li Mengxi was less afraid of him because he could recite poems that he could recite.

"Wang Xidu!" The bloody man raised his head and recited the poem without any cadence at all. He just screamed it out with all his strength, which was loud and noisy.

For a long time, I didn't hear the next sentence.

"That's all." The bloody man shook his head, then raised his knife.

Li Mengxi was startled and quickly backed away.

"Prosperity, the people are suffering! Death, the people are suffering!" The bloody man's eyes widened, he roared angrily, and he pushed and pulled the knife with chipped teeth on his neck.

puff!

Li Mengxi saw a very red mist of blood pouring out from the bloody man's neck.

Li Mengxi stood there with his mouth open, and a few drops of warm blood splashed onto Li Mengxi's face. The bloody man fell to the ground with a thud. Li Mengxi was stunned for a while, and then he raised his hand to wipe the blood splattered on his face.

Li Mengxi stared at the nameless Yellow Turban who committed suicide after a disagreement. He stared at it for a long time. He watched the blood gather into a pool under the Yellow Turban's body. "By the way," Li Mengxi said to himself, "You didn't finish memorizing it. There is something missing in the middle."

.”

"The peaks and mountains are like clusters, and the waves are like angry waves." Li Mengxi stared at the unknown yellow scarf corpse without any deviation in his eyes. He said, "It is the mountains and rivers inside and outside, Tongguan Road. Looking at the Western Capital, he hesitated.

It is sad that the places where the Qin and Han Dynasties traveled, and the thousands of palaces and palaces were all turned into dirt.

When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer."

"You didn't remember everything." Li Mengxi kept chattering to a dead man.

He suddenly laughed, staring at the dead man and laughing, his shoulders twitching with laughter, and his laughter was weird.

Wait until it stops and stop laughing.

Li Mengxi looked solemn, "It's almost impossible for you yellow turbans to memorize this poem. This poem belongs to me, I have to do it, I do it!"

Li Mengxi raised his head and looked at Guan Yu, his face expressionless, "Let's go talk to Mr. Xuande."

I don’t know what Li Mengxi went to see Liu Bei and talked about with Guan Yu and Liu Bei.

Afterwards, the rebel army suddenly mobilized large groups of troops.

With no hesitation to show off his face, he forced away the two thousand officers and soldiers blocking the west gate.

Guan Yu held a white flag and walked to the west gate. He raised his head and shouted to the yellow scarf at the top of the city, "Guan Yu, the Zhuozhou rebel army, is here, open the door!"

The city gate creaked open.

Guan Yu rode into the city alone.

The city is full of yellow scarves, dragon pools and tiger dens.

Guan Yu rode into the city alone, showing no fear.

When we arrived at the main tent of the Yellow Turban Army, we were surrounded by yellow turban soldiers, looking at them with eager eyes. In front of us was a figure wearing a Taoist robe and a yellow turban on his head, holding a bamboo stick, and looking like an immortal Taoist.

Guan Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, "Are you Zhang Jiao?"

"That's right." Zhang Jiao replied slowly, neither humble nor overbearing.

At this time, most of Zhang Jiao's attention was on Guan Yu.

Boom!

A sound.

Suddenly a young boy jumped off the horse.

When Zhang Jiao was stunned, the young man walked over quickly.

The young man looked Zhang Jue up and down and said, "Zhang Jue looks like this."

"A certain Zhuozhou rebel army, Liu Xuande's military advisor!"

"The rise and fall of the people are a time of hardship, and I wrote this poem!"

"You are unwilling to compromise or surrender lightly. You dare me to come with your dead soldiers, so I will come!"

The young man stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation, "Choose a clean and uninhabited place, and we can talk in detail."

Zhang Jiao was stunned for a while before he recovered from his surprise.

He raised his head and glanced at the majestic Guan Yu, who had a red face and a long beard, and then looked down at Li Mengxi, who was short and not as old as a weak man. He hesitated for a moment and said, "...please!"

Welcome Li Mengxi into the Chinese army tent.

Chinese army tent.

A few steps away, Zhang Jiao and Li Mengxi sat across from each other.

Li Mengxi stared at each other for a long time without blinking.

Zhang Jue removed his eyes and sighed.

"Was it three years or four years?" Zhang Jiao recalled with an expression.

"There are several counties in Julu that are suffering from famines year after year and the economy is declining. However, the court refuses to provide relief and rescue, and the taxes are getting heavier every year. How can the people still survive?

There was also a major epidemic, and three or four out of ten people died from the epidemic in the village. A certain person practiced medicine in various places to save the people.

But even if one person is saved today, not only ten people will die next year due to the heavy support from the court?

We have no way out and since we must die, haha, why not rebel! It’s time to rebel!” Zhang Jiao laughed.

Li Mengxi nodded, "A harsh government is worse than a plague.

The officials force the people to rebel, and the people have no choice but to rebel.

Rebellion is justified and there is nothing wrong with rebellion." Li Mengxi said seriously.

Zhang Jiao was stunned instead.

Without waiting for Zhang Jue to be stunned, Li Mengxi looked into Zhang Jue's eyes and said, "There is nothing wrong with rebelling. It's just that you, Zhang Jue, have raised the flag of righteousness, but your army cannot be strong enough to revolutionize and establish the destiny of heaven. You can't rule one side to bring peace to the people. Now you have soldiers."

We will be defeated. Thousands of people gathered under your righteous banner will suffer. Don’t you hear that one general is incompetent and the three armies will be exhausted? If the plan fails, how can it not affect thousands of people? You can’t protect everyone by spreading your horn.

It’s a loss!”

"Hey..." Zhang Jiao sighed after hearing this.

What Li Mengxi said is true.

Now, Nanluan City has been besieged for nearly twenty days. Dong Zhuo's offensive is very urgent, and the city can only be defeated in the blink of an eye.

If the city is destroyed, all the Yellow Turbans in the city will die under Dong Zhuo's sword.

After looking at Li Mengxi for a long time, Zhang Jiao asked doubtfully, "I heard that your Zhuozhou rebels treated me, the Yellow Turbans, kindly and righteously, and did not cause trouble to you.

Why is this?"

Li Mengxi stared at Zhang Jiao and replied word by word, "Why do we, the rebel army, want to embarrass you and the Yellow Turbans?"

"The imperial court regards me, the Yellow Turban, as a thief..."
Chapter completed!