Zhao Yun and Lei Yuan walked side by side to the rear of the platform.

Or they just wandered unconsciously, while others consciously avoided it, giving them room to discuss major events. Of course, most soldiers were still ignorant, but Qu Chang, such as He Song and Deng Tong, already understood that conversations at this time would determine the fate of many people.

Zhao Yun looked at Lei Yuan.

The young man was wearing a military uniform covered with mud. The armor under the uniform was stained with blood. He had scabbards hanging on his belt, but there was no knife. He was probably discarded in the battle. His right arm was tightly wrapped by a cloth belt, and his left leg was bandaged, but the wound was torn and the blood oozed to his calves; perhaps because of his weakness in blood loss, his face was pale like a dead person, and he even shaking his walking.

Just looking at him, he was a low-level warrior who had been through life and death. No matter what, he could not imagine that he was the young man from the Lei family in Lujiang.

From the perspective of Liu Yuzhou, the wealthy families in Huainan are actually not good things. For hundreds of years, these wealthy families have relied on their powerful local forces to make arbitrary decisions in the village, and their strength is enough to compete with local officials. The so-called "I would rather bear two thousand stones than the wealthy people." In modern times, with the intensification of land annexation, the power of the powerful people has further strengthened, and various arrogant, extravagant and illegal behaviors are uncountable.

After the Yellow Turban chaos began, they could easily gather thousands of troops to support them, either defend themselves or act as a thief. As for the leaders of the Huainan tycoon, most of them were rebellious people who were fighting against the order of the court. Even if they were not a thief, they would not be far away.

Therefore, although Liu Yuzhou attaches importance to the huge household registration owned by the wealthy people in Huainan, he is wary of these wealthy families themselves.

Therefore, Zhao Yun was sent here, on the one hand, to rely on his bravery to repel Cao's pursuers; on the other hand, he also wanted to use powerful means when necessary to intimidate the person who actually controls the troops in Huainan.

Only a general who is as wise and brave as Zhao Zilong can grasp the subtleties of this.

But neither Liu Yuzhou nor the military advisor expected that at this moment, the one who controls the elite troops of the Huainan Haoyou Alliance would be this young man who suddenly appeared.

Is this Lei Yuan Lei Suozhi really available? Is it worth helping? Zhao Yun was not sure. But he understood that there was no other choice in the current situation.

Zhao Yun stopped slowly and said solemnly: "If the little husband has this intention, I will definitely pass it on to Duke Xuande. I believe that my master will be very happy. But..."

"Is there something wrong with it?" Lei Yuan asked immediately.

Zhao Yun looked at Lei Yuan calmly: "But there are still many wealthy families in the mountains at this moment. As far as I know, the Lei family in Lujiang has no distinction between them and they are allies. I think that the leaders of many wealthy families may not be as wise as the young man?"

Lei Yuan said decisively: "General Zhao, just call me to continue... Please rest assured that these leaders of the wealthy clan should naturally convince me one by one."

"What if they don't want to obey?" Zhao Yun pressed step by step.

Lei Yuan smiled and said, "How could it be? There is no reason in this world that cannot be explained, and there is no one who disobeys. General Zhao, but please rest assured."

Zhao Yun said again: "Before I rushed to the drum beat, I heard that Sect Master Lei will gather the leaders in the camp tomorrow, and meet with our Lord and the envoy of Wuhou to decide on their future destination. If the leaders decide to go to Chaisang, then it would be not so easy to convince them again?"

Lei Yuan was secretly surprised: "Tomorrow?"

With his father Lei Xu's physical condition, he can still host the rally? It should be difficult. During the military meeting where Lei Yuan led his troops to rescue him, he could no longer hold on. His health is deteriorating, and his drowsiness is getting more and more. Lei Yuan can almost confirm that this rally cannot be carried out normally.

Lei Yuan suddenly remembered what Ding Li said before his death. There were too many people in Huainan Haoyou, and at this point in time, abnormalities would almost certainly happen. Lei Yuan would never allow himself to be absent in this occasion.

He asked Zhao Yun back: "I wonder what arrangements General Zhao has next?"

Zhao Yun said: "The envoy sent by Liu Yuzhou to contact Sect Master Lei is Jian Yong. Since this matter is done, I will rush back tonight and meet him tomorrow. The subsequent arrangements will be discussed after Sect Master Lei and the leaders make a decision."

"So, can I go with the general?" Lei Yuan immediately said: "I will not hide it from the general. My father has been seriously ill for several months and is related to major decisions. I think it will be very hard for him to deal with it. As a son, I should share my father's worries and deal with it on his behalf."

Zhao Yun looked at Lei Yuan's face: "It's of course very good for Xu Zhi to have such an idea. However, you are obviously exhausted and have injuries on your body. Can you persist?"

Just when he was talking with Zhao Yun, Lei Yuan did feel extremely weak. The pain caused by his willpower was surging by fatigue and injuries, like a tide, washed away the dam, and the tide was getting higher and higher and harder to resist. But he decided to persevere.

He bit the tip of his tongue, letting the pain stimulate his spirit, and then he said decisively: "This is a situation that concerns the entire clan and tens of thousands of people in the future. I should be present. Those responsibilities that should be borne by me must not be suppose to others."

"I really don't need to rest?" Zhao Yun felt a little uncomfortable when he looked bad.

"No need." Lei Yuan pointed to a entourage behind him: "You should go and find Guo Jing, Deng Tong, He Song and Ding Feng immediately. Just say I have an urgent order."

The entourage ran away.

Lei Yuan turned to Zhao Yun and said, "General Zhao, I heard a song many years ago. I suddenly remembered it now, and those words are very suitable for the current state."

"Oh? I don't know what kind of words it is?" Zhao Yun asked.

"How many things are always urgent; the world changes, time is imminent. Ten thousand years are too long, so I have to seize the day."

...

At the same time, deep in the camp of the Lei clan headquarters, a cowhide tent was heavily covered with airtight. Lei Xu, who was holding a thick quilt, could no longer open his eyes. His face was yellow and his cheeks were sunken. He seemed to be looking at Xin Bin, and he seemed to want to say something, his lips moved without any sound.

Xin Bin held Lei Xu's hand and gently put it back under the thick quilt. He felt that the once wide and strong heavy palm was now like a few dry bones wrapped in loose and drooping skin, and he was getting less and less powerful.

A few braziers were placed in the tent, and the charcoal was burning, and the air was a little stuffy. Xin Bin wiped his sweat and turned to Xie Mu, Liu Ling, Lei Che and Lei Ding.

"There is no abnormal movement on Chen Lan's side, right?" He asked Liu Ling first.

Among these four song masters, Liu Ling had a lot of dealings with Chen Lan and was also familiar with Chen Lan's subordinates. Therefore, in the past few days, Xin Bin asked Liu Ling to send capable personnel to monitor Chen Lan's movements along the way. This was also a preparation to take the initiative.

Liu Ling responded: "After you met with the envoys of Sun and Liu's family together, you returned to our team and found an excuse to rest. That was an hour ago, and I didn't see him taking any action after that. He and his subordinates... everything is normal."

"Okay." Xin Bin nodded.

In the past few days, Chen Lan colluded with various clans everywhere, and her behavior was very suspicious. Such actions made Xin Bin feel a strong threat, so he believed that Chen Lan must not be given a chance to kill the disaster in the fetus. However, he did not expect that after the arrival of the envoys of the Sun and Liu families, Chen Lan became honest.

"Since Zhao Yun, the general under Liu Yuzhou, has personally led the elite to the drum beat, the battle situation on the front line will turn around. If the young man made the contribution to repel Cao's army, he would naturally have a considerable prestige, which was enough to inherit the cause of the sect leader and maintain the Lujiang Lei family's reputation. Perhaps Chen Lan understood this?" Xie Mu thought.

"Then... wait a little longer?" Xin Bin hesitated: "After all, the Huainan Haoyou Alliance is one. If you really want to kill the messengers, it will not look good."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Lei Ding nodded. Lei Ding is a relative of Lei Xu, and because of this identity, he became the leader of the army. Although he is strong, he is not a brave and good at fighting. Previously, Xin Bin said that he would raid Chen Lan's camp and kill Chen Lan, but Lei Ding was actually quite frightened. He didn't think that among the four Qu Zhangs present at this moment, who would be Chen Lan's opponent.

Xin Bin pondered silently.

Just before noon this day, he said murderously that he would take the initiative and use Chen Lan's head to intimidate the wealthy families, but when things came to an end, he hesitated again. The reason he proposed was that Zhao Yun led his troops to the front line to reinforce, which was unexpected in advance, so we should look at the development of the situation.

In fact, Xin Bin knew that he was just scared.

After all, I am just a scholar. I was a priest who deals with ordinary trivial matters, but now I am forced to fight with people all day long and have to think about the right choice. Who knows which choice is correct?

"Liu Ling, continue to stare at Chen Lan and stay alert." Xin Bin finally said: "If Chen Lan has no abnormal movement, then we will wait a moment."

Liu Ling was stunned for a moment and claimed that he was.

Perhaps because the tabernacle was too hot, he was sweating profusely.

...

However, Chen Lan was not in the camp.

He was not stared at by anyone either.

At this moment, he sat upright in front of Feng Xi, pulled out a short knife, and stabbed himself in his arm to bleed.

Blood flowed down the thick and hairy arms, some dripping into cups, some dripping onto the table, slowly blew into dark small balls.

A short knife returned to the sheath with a clanging voice: "Mr. Zirou, let's drink a cup together?"

Feng Xi's eyelids twitched slightly.

"There is no need. Don't worry, as long as General Chen can control the situation, I will naturally do what I promise. Marquis Wu will never treat his friends unfairly!"
Chapter completed!