The next day, inside Guangzong City.

Guan Yu was patrolling at the top of Tangcheng when he suddenly saw that the Yellow Turban had disappeared below the city. He was very surprised.

Seeing this situation, Guan Yu couldn't make up his mind and after searching for a while, he said to a guard on the side: "Go and report to your mentor quickly. He said that the Yellow Turban has disappeared. I don't know what the conspiracy is. Please come here as soon as possible."

"Here!"

The soldiers guarding the city did not dare to neglect, so they hurried to Duke Lu's residence.

After a while, Lu Zhi ran up to the top of the city in a hurry. As soon as he came up, he asked Guan Yu: "The Yellow Turbans retreated? Why did they retreat?"

Guan Yu shook his head, frowned, pointed in the direction of the Yellow Turban Camp, and said to Lu Zhi with a puzzled face: "I don't know about this either. When I came up this morning, I saw the Yellow Turban Camp."

It’s all empty and I don’t know what the conspiracy is.”

"oh?"

Lu Zhi exclaimed, holding his hands on the city wall and looking outside.

In the distance, only some of the foundations of the Yellow Turban camp can be seen, and the rest have long since disappeared.

Seeing such a situation, Lu Zhi frowned and thought hard about the conspiracy of the Yellow Turban. However, after thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't figure out the connection.

Just as the master and apprentice were thinking hard, a group of about two to three hundred people came from outside the city, carrying a banner that read Li, the Ancient Village of the Han Dynasty.

Guan Yu's sharp eyes saw the team at a glance, and then he looked towards the flag. When he saw the words written on the flag, his eyes lit up.

At this time, Guan Yu ignored Lu Zhi and shouted to the team outside: "Who is coming? Tell me your name!"

The leader of the team heard Guan Yu's shouting and shouted back towards the city: "A certain person is Yang Ying Yang Boxiong, who is under the command of the Marquis of Guxiang. I came this time to ask for an audience with Duke Lu."

"The wise nephew of Xing?!"

Lu Zhi, who was thinking, was interrupted by the words outside the city. After coming back to his senses, he was surprised when he heard Li Zhi's name.

Afterwards, Lu Zhi hurriedly leaned on the city wall and asked Yang Ying outside the city: "Are you really a subordinate of Xing Zhixian's nephew? What's the proof?"

When Yang Ying heard Lu Zhi's inquiry, she immediately stepped forward and took out a letter from her arms. She raised her right hand and said to Lu Zhi: "This is written by my Marquis himself. Mr. Lu will know it as soon as he sees it."

Seeing this, Lu Zhi was overjoyed and told the soldiers on the side: "Hurry up and put down the hanging basket!"

After the hanging basket was placed under the city, Yang Ying got off her horse and put the letter in her hand into the hanging basket with great care.

After the hanging basket slowly carried the letter up to the top of the city, Lu Zhi took out the letter from the hanging basket and eagerly tore it open and read it.

The first time he saw the letter, Lu Zhi recognized it as Li Zhi's handwriting.

Because in all the years he had been an official, he had never seen anyone worse at writing than Li Zhi. When he was in Luoyang, Li Zhi's manuscripts left a very deep impression on Lu Zhi.

After Lu Zhi finished reading the letter, he closed it, closed his eyes, as if thinking about something, and finally looked up to the sky and sighed: "Let's go..."

Lu Zhi stopped talking in the middle of the sentence. He felt that Li Zhi had made such a great contribution and it would be disrespectful to call him by his name now, so he changed his words and said: "He is the pillar of the ancient country!"

But Guan Yu on the side was a little confused and asked eagerly: "Master, what happened to my brother?"

"Hahaha..." Lu Zhi laughed before saying anything, and said while laughing: "It is true that something big has happened, a great thing has happened! Guxianghou is really the pillar of my man!"

After speaking, Lu Zhi handed the letter in his hand to Guan Yu.

Guan Yu took the letter and read it at a glance. Immediately, he had a look of excitement on his face just like Lu Zhi.

Guan Yu laughed and said: "Okay, okay! My brother is indeed a hundred times better than me. He captured Zhang Jiao alive with only tens of thousands of troops. It's really awesome!"

Lu Zhi, who was laughing on the side, also stopped laughing at this time. Hearing Guan Yu's words, he stroked his beard and sighed: "Yes, we originally had tens of thousands of troops, but we were besieged by Guan Zhangjiao in Guangzong City.

And out.

But Zhang Jiao led 100,000 elites to encircle and suppress the ancient countryside, but he didn't want to be captured in one fell swoop. It's really unpredictable in the world."

At this point, Lu Zhi sighed deeply and said mockingly: "Alas! After all, I am the one who is dragging down Guxiang Hou!

Otherwise, after killing Zhang Jiao, he could take Zhang Jiao's head to the heart of the Yellow Turban Cholera Army, and then capture the Yellow Turban camp in one fell swoop!

But now, the Marquis of Guxiang is afraid that the Yellow Turbans will kill him, so he only threatens Zhang Bao with Zhang Jue's life to make him retreat, instead of attacking in one fell swoop. This is all our fault!"

When Guan Yu heard this, he did not agree with what Lu Zhi said, but he did not refute it. He just comforted: "Teacher, there is no need to feel so guilty. Brother may have other plans."

Hearing Guan Yu's comforting words, Lu Zhi nodded and said helplessly: "That's all we can do."

After Lu Zhi calmed down his mood, he ordered Guan Yu: "Go and summon the generals in the city. No one will be left behind. Gather them all together. I will leave the city and go to the ancient village to wait for the main camp."

"Here!"

Guan Yu responded and left.

After Guan Yu gathered all his troops, Lu Zhi was waiting for him in front of the city gate.

At this time, Lu Zhi looked at the closed city gate and said with emotion: "The Guangzong City Gate has been closed since I arrived, but now it's time to open it!

Someone, open the door!"

"Kaka ka ka..." The sound of a winch was heard, and the city gate was slowly opened.

The moment it was opened, a beam of sunlight shone in, and the scarred soldiers in the city seemed to be covered in a layer of golden armor.

The soldiers, who originally looked like a group of remnants and defeated generals, now looked like gods descending from heaven.

After the city gate was fully opened, Lu Zhi got on his horse and shouted: "Let's go!"

At this time, Li Zhi was waiting for Lu Zhi to arrive one mile outside the camp.

After waiting for a while, Li Zhi saw a small black dot in the distance slowly moving towards here.

Seeing this, Li Zhi's eyes lit up, he quickly got on his horse and whipped his horse forward to meet him.

When he came to Lu Zhi, Li Zhi got off his horse and said with a big smile: "Mr. Lu, have you ever been well after not seeing each other for several years?"

Seeing that Li Zhi's attitude towards him was still as respectful as ever, Lu Zhi was quite pleased.

Immediately, he shook his head with a wry smile and said: "I am a hard worker, how can I be as happy as my nephew.

This time, I would like to thank my nephew for rescuing me from the siege. If it were not for my nephew, I am afraid that I would have died for my country by now."

Hearing Lu Zhi's words of thanks, Li Zhi waved his hand and said modestly: "Mr. Lu, you are too polite. My nephew is just the icing on the cake. With Lu Gong's ability, even without my nephew, Mr. Lu can turn disaster into good luck."

."

After speaking, seeing that Mr. Lu wanted to refute, Li Zhi quickly interrupted him: "This is not the place to talk. Mr. Lu will go into the camp with his nephew first."

After saying that, Li Zhi immediately headed towards his camp.

Seeing that Li Zhi didn't want him to be too polite, Lu Zhi smiled bitterly, then drove his horse and slowly followed Li Zhi.

When they arrived at the military camp together and entered Li Zhi's tent, everyone

Everyone sat down in their proper places.

At this time, Lu Zhi looked around and asked doubtfully: "Didn't the letter from the wise nephew say that the Yellow Turbans in Wancheng have been wiped out? How come the true wise brother is not seen?"

Li Zhi was stunned when he heard this, smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said nothing.

Cao Cao glanced at Li Zhi and saw that he had no intention of answering, so he explained to Lu Zhi: "Old General Huangfu has been captured by the wise brother Xing Zhi because he did not respect the general's orders!"

"What?!" Lu Zhi heard this and stood up suddenly, looking at Cao Cao with disbelief.

Seeing Cao Cao nodding slightly, he turned his gaze to Li Zhi and asked in a trembling voice: "Why is this so?"

Li Zhi shook his head and didn't say much. Although he didn't want to fall out with Lu Zhi, he had no regrets about Huangfu Yizhen's matter.

If Cao Cao hadn't tried his best to stop him, he would have wanted to kill Huangfu Yizhen in two pieces to avoid future troubles.

Guo Jia, who was on the side, took a sip of wine. Seeing that Li Zhi had no intention of answering, he explained to Lu Zhi for him: "Brother, I can't blame you for this. It's because Huangfu Yizhen was so deceitful!

His elder brother had great trust in him, and when he came to rescue Duke Lu, he gave all his troops to his command.

Unexpectedly, the old thief Huangfu disowned his relatives in the blink of an eye. Because of a slight misunderstanding, he wanted to capture his brother.

If it weren't for his high prestige among the soldiers, he might be the one who would be the prisoner.

Even so, my brother didn’t kill Huangfu Yizhen, so we can be considered worthy of him!”

After hearing Guo Jia's explanation, Lu Zhi opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He didn't know what to say.

Looking at the overall situation, Huangfusong did nothing wrong.

However, from a human perspective, it seems a bit ungrateful.

However, it was inconvenient for Lu Zhi to intercede for Huangfu Song, because Li Zhi also had a life-saving grace for him at this time. If he interceded for Huangfu Song, wouldn't he be suspected of being ungrateful?

When Lu Zhi was in a dilemma, he saw Guan Yu out of the corner of his eye, his eyes lit up, and he immediately turned towards Guan Yu with ten colors.

After Guan Yu saw his teacher's eyes, he came to his rescue and said, "Brother, how is Huangfu Song doing now?"

Li Zhi heard this, glanced at Guan Yu, and replied helplessly: "Brother, I didn't do anything to Huangfu Yizhen, I just imprisoned him."

Hearing that Li Zhi did not do anything to Huangfu Song, Guan Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and then comforted him: "Today is a happy day, brother, don't be like him.

That Huangfu Yizhen is a good friend of my master. Today we are rescued. How about I release that Huangfu Yizhen, talk about old times with my master, and then imprison him again?"

After hearing Guan Yu's voice of comfort, Li Zhi thought for a while and said feebly: "That's all, I'll give my virtuous brother some face."

Then, he waved to Yang Ying on the side and said, "Go and bring Huangfu Yizhen!"

"Here!" Yang Ying, who was accompanying him at the last table, heard the words and immediately got up to answer and hurried away.

After a while, Yang Ying came with Huangfu Yizhen.

After everyone saw Huangfu Yizhen coming in, they all looked at him.

After not seeing him for a few days, I saw that the hair on his head that originally still had some black hair had turned pale, and his face was even as withered and yellow as grass.

Seeing this, Lu Zhi stood up suddenly, walked quickly to Huangfu Yizhen, grabbed Huangfu Yizhen's hands, and choked with sobs, said: "Brother Yizhen has suffered!"
Chapter completed!