The Three Kingdoms: My Wife is a Great and Good Teacher

"Zilong and Wenyuan, let's go and help them plunder the enemy camp." Liu Zhaoqing immediately said to Zhao Yun and Zhang Liao.

Later, when he was about to ride his horse to chase Qiuliju, he found that his horse had already disappeared in the surrounding darkness.

But at this moment, a tiger roar came from behind.

Qiu Liju over there was running at full speed towards the thick black fog in the distance, but the dead things in the darkness on both sides finally broke through the ban and rushed directly towards them.

Seeing this, Tadun swung his sword and the sword in his hand actually went straight through the monster.

"Use the power blessed by the Holy Spirit!" A ball of black light burst out from Qiuliju's body. After chopping the attacking monster into nothingness with one knife, he shouted to the generals beside him.

Upon hearing this, all the Wuhuan generals held their breath and concentrated.

But the power of these Wuhuan people themselves came from the Holy Spirit, and this black storm was caused by the Holy Spirit. When they used their power collectively, the black fog in the distance instantly twisted.

Almost at the same time, Qiu Liju and others found that their strength was being sucked away by the "walls" around them.

Without such extraordinary power, facing the dead monsters in the black violence, they would be no different from lambs to be slaughtered.

Fortunately, at this time, a white gun light came from behind and directly pierced through dozens of monsters.

Zhao Yun, wearing white armor and riding a white horse, came to the right side of Qiuliju. At the same time, on his left side, Zhang Liao and Liu Zhaoqing, who was riding a green tiger, also used the halberds and swords in their hands to kill several monsters.

Zhang Liao and Zhao Yun's power comes from God, and Liu Zhaoqing is even more so, so he can completely ignore the influence of the Holy Spirit.

With the protection of Liu Zhaoqing and others, Qiu Liju felt at ease and immediately gathered everyone to charge forward.

After a while, they arrived in front of the black fog, and then Qiu Liju took out a fish bone engraved with unknown seal characters from his arms.

Several Wuhuan people beside him rushed into the black fog together. The Wuhuan people were like being stuck in a quagmire in the black fog. They roared and pushed the black fog away.

Qiuliju directly grasped the fish bone in his hand. When the sharp spikes of the fish bone pierced his palm and it was soaked with blood, Qiuliju shouted loudly and rushed directly into the black fog on his horse. Then he used all his strength to stab at a quiet sphere in the black fog.

The bloody fish bone sank into the fish bone. In an instant, a huge force burst out from the sphere, knocking Qiuliju and several Wuhuan generals to the ground.

Zhao Yun, Liu Zhaoqing and others leaned over Bai Long and Luo Luo, and almost couldn't withstand the huge air wave.

Soon after this gust of air was released, almost the next second, Liu Zhaoqing felt another suction force coming from the front.

All the black sandstorms around were heading towards where the black fog was originally. In less than three breaths, the surroundings were visible again.

There was nothing in front of him except the Wuhuan general who was struggling to get up.

Qiu Liju, who was lying on the ground, was pinned down by a stone. At this moment, a sound of a vibrating gun was heard, and the stone that was pinning down his body instantly shattered into countless fist-sized pieces.

When Qiu Liju looked up, he happened to see a huge tiger paw.

"bass!"

The tiger's sharp claws stretched out in an instant, only less than a finger's length away from Qiuliju's face.

"Roro."

A shout made Luo Luo reluctantly retract his claws, but his eyes were still filled with anger as he looked at Qiuliju on the ground.

Liu Zhaoqing jumped off the back of the green tiger and then reached out his hand to Qiu Liju who was getting up.

Qiu Liju paused for a moment, reached out and held Liu Zhaoqing's hand, then used the force to stand up with a slight stagger.

"Success?"

The Wuhuan general next to him also stood up at this time. Looking at the surrounding scenery that had returned to normal and the familiar grasslands and rivers, a bright smile suddenly appeared on his weak face.

"Thank you." Qiu Liju suddenly thanked Liu Zhaoqing.

Liu Zhaoqing really didn't take it seriously. After putting the sword back into the scabbard, he said calmly: "It's the result of our combined efforts. No need to thank me."

If the Black Turbans invaded the main army, although the Wuhuan would suffer greater losses, Liu Zhaoqing would not be able to accept the annihilation of the 800 Yellow Turban Cavalry.

This is just a short-term cooperation to seek benefits.

"There seems to be something over there." At this time, Zhang Liao looked towards the place where the strange fog was originally.

"I'll go take a look." Zhao Yun volunteered and rode the white dragon forward.

Then I saw something on the ground.

After bringing him back, Zhang Liao said, "What's that thing in Zilong's hand? Why does it look like a long black sword? No, it's not a sword..."

The object Zhao Yun was holding was pitch black and arc-shaped, and looked very much like a long sword without a handle.

But Liu Zhaoqing frowned after taking a look: "Is this... a feather?"

Qiu Liju on the side nodded slightly.

“This is a fallen feather of the Holy Spirit.”

Everyone was surprised when they heard this.

How could a mere fallen feather have such power?

How powerful is this Hu man’s holy spirit?

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Liu Zhaoqing then asked Qiu Liju the same question tactfully, but even Qiu Liju himself was not clear about it.

According to what he said, although the Holy Spirit is a common spirit for both Wuhuan and Xianbei, it is worshipped and controlled by the Xianbei people. Even in the Wuhuan royal court, people can only see the Holy Spirit three times a year at most.

And all they, the Wuhuan, could do was to “see”, and when a few blessings were given, they were already gifts, so Qiuliju naturally could not know exactly how powerful the Holy Spirit was.

But then according to Qiuliju's vague description, for example, the perennial sandstorms and beast tides in the northern border of Youzhou were caused by the unconscious calls or fluttering of the Holy Spirit.

The power generated at will by the Holy Spirit, when projected by the Xianbei priests and others to the northern border of Youzhou, could cause a disaster to the extent of leaving thousands of acres of land in Youzhou barren.

According to this description, the "Holy Spirit" must be a vicious beast of the level of a ferocious god.

Luoyu is not a magical object. Without its power, it is just a material of the same grade as fine steel.

So Liu Zhaoqing also gave it to Qiu Liju. This thing meant more to him, but at the same time, Liu Zhaoqing also used it as a condition in exchange for Qiu Liju's promise not to interfere with Liu Zhaoqing's pursuit of the false emperor.

When the army, still in joy of surviving the disaster, was preparing to move forward again, Liu Zhaoqing expressed his gratitude to Yinglong in his heart.

There is no doubt that he was able to borrow Zhao Yun's power just now, and the Water-avoiding Sword was able to split the black storm, which was definitely due to the secret help of Yinglong.

This can be seen from the fact that Liu Zhaoqing himself feels that the true dragon power in his body is much stronger than before.

Of course, Liu Zhaoqing's thanks were not responded to.

During the subsequent march, the Wuhuan generals and soldiers became noticeably better in their attitude towards Liu Zhaoqing and his entourage and subordinates.

But this harmony did not last long.

When Liu Zhaoqing was riding his Luo Luo over a hillside, he suddenly felt a chill in his arms.

When Liu Zhaoqing took out the Seven-Star Sword, he saw the colorful light on the sword clearly flashing.

"What kind of treasure is in the hand of Marquis Changping? Why does it emit colorful light like the one in the northern night sky?" Qiu Liju, who was standing by, had never seen the Seven-Star Sword.

Liu Zhaoqing didn't need to explain too much, and said, "This proves that we are not far from the rear of the Xianbei, or in other words, not far from the false emperor."

Afterwards, when the army crossed a small river and passed through a dense forest, Liu Zhaoqing, Qiu Liju and others saw a large group of strange buildings appearing in the distance.

Those buildings were neither tents nor residences, but a series of high platforms.

There are square and round ones, some are built to a height of ten feet, and some are built to a height of ten feet off the ground, seeming to touch the sky like giant steps.

This doesn't look like the Xianbei royal court at all, nor does it look like the Xianbei people's rear base. Instead, it looks more like some kind of... sacrificial site.

Liu Zhaoqing looked at Qiu Liju, hoping to get some information from him.

Qiu Liju also frowned slightly: "This shouldn't be the Xianbei royal court. Last time I went to the Xianbei royal court, the camp and sheepfolds there stretched for ten miles."

"Have you been here before?" Liu Zhaoqing asked.

Qiu Liju shook his head.

After Liu Zhaoqing thought for a moment, he said, "According to the guidance of the Seven-Star Sword, the false emperor should be here, but this place is indeed too weird."

"Zilong, go explore inside. You must first confirm that there are no ambushes or dangers inside before the army can cross."

After Zhao Yun received the order, Qiuliju also asked Tadun to go with him.

The two of them left quickly and came back quickly.

There were indeed no ambushes or dangers on that sacrificial platform, but Zhao Yun brought an unexpected gain.

There was a thin man wearing imperial robes and a crown on her horse.

"Zhang Ju?"

Liu Zhaoqing looked at the man in surprise. Apart from the man from Luoyang, the only person in the world who dared to dress like that was Zhang Ju, who usurped the throne less than five days ago.

He didn't expect that he would find the fake emperor so easily.

After being knocked off the horse by Zhao Yun, Zhang Ju had to work hard to get up because his hands were tied behind his back.

After struggling to stand up, Zhang Ju saw Liu Zhaoqing, a smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes lit up.

"It's actually the Marquis of Changping! What a rare guest!"

Then, as if he suddenly realized something, he looked around and shouted, "Where's the servant?! Where's the servant?!"

"The Marquis of Changping of the Han Dynasty has come to our court, and you have not prepared a banquet and wine to entertain him with courtesy?!"

"What?! No one responded to my words?! Do you really think I won't get angry?!"

Faced with Zhang Ju's "non-physical" performance, the Wuhuan people were confused.

Liu Zhaoqing narrowed his eyes slightly and found that Zhang Ju's eyes were clear and he was obviously not crazy.

"Wenyuan."

When Zhang Liao heard Liu Zhaoqing calling him, he immediately understood and directly put his crescent halberd on Zhang Ju's neck.

Zhang Ju's madness instantly subsided.

"Zhang Ju, where are the Xianbei people?" Liu Zhaoqing asked Zhang Ju.

Zhang Ju, who had the halberd at his neck, was instinctively afraid at first, but his expression soon returned to normal.

Without fear of Zhang Liao, he smiled at Liu Zhaoqing and said, "What? Marquis Changping is now also 'colluding' with the Hu people?"

Zhang Liao's eyes flashed, and he used his wrist to exert force with his crescent halberd, forcing Zhang Ju to kneel on the ground.

"I am not you, and you are not me. I have never been a person who would sell out an entire nation for false fame." Liu Zhaoqing replied calmly.

"You still have a path to redemption now. That is to tell me where the Xianbei people are and where the Holy Spirit is."

Hearing Liu Zhaoqing's words, Zhang Ju laughed out loud.

"Empty reputation? Hahahaha, Marquis of Changping, I don't believe you really don't have such thoughts in your mind!"

"Zhang Ju, you still don't know your guilt?!" Zhao Yun shouted coldly.

Zhang Ju answered loudly: "I just did what you wanted to do but didn't dare to do, what crime have I committed?!"

Then he looked at Liu Zhaoqing and Qiu Liju beside him.

"Besides, do you think that my presence here alone is just a coincidence?"

"The Chanyu knew you would come!"

Liu Zhaoqing and Qiu Liju's eyes turned slightly cold, and the next moment, everyone discovered that large black holes had appeared on all the altars in the distance.

A large number of elite Xianbei soldiers riding on pitch-black beasts came out of the cave. Following the orders of the Chanyu, they had been waiting here for the invading enemy.

However, Liu Zhaoqing was not surprised at all. He signaled the cavalry to get ready.

As long as this group of defenders are annihilated, the Holy Spirit that is bringing harm to Youzhou will be right before our eyes and can be killed.

He then took a step forward and stabbed the false emperor's heart with his sword.

He would not let him escape in front of him again.

Chapter 212: Its Wings Can Cover a Thousand Miles

Liu Zhaoqing suddenly killed Zhang Ju with a sword, which was indeed quite unexpected.

However, a fake emperor like Zhang Ju could not stay for long. In addition, the Xianbei garrison had already appeared, so there was no need for Zhang Ju to provide any more information.

In order to prevent Zhang Ju from being used by the Xianbei people again, Liu Zhaoqing's approach was extremely correct.

Qiu Liju, who was standing by, also knew that the pseudo-emperor would be of great use to their alien race in the future if he were alive, but because he had promised Liu Zhaoqing in advance, he did not say anything else.

What we need to pay most attention to now is the Xianbei elite coming out of the dark hole in front.