Because the battle between Dong and Lu shook half of the city a few days ago, the originally relatively peaceful morning became even more deadly silent. People all over the city could not go out, and tried not to go out, for fear of harming the fish in the pond.
In the vast and spacious streets and alleys, only a few figures can be seen, and most of them are sneaky and sneaky, just like ghosts walking around in the middle of the night, without the vitality of the early morning.
Suddenly, the faint sound of a windlass rolling broke the quiet and dead morning.
Carriages, chariots, war cavalry, etc., appeared on the street one after another, but they were the Han Dynasty civil and military officials who had met in the morning. Almost every one of them was guarding them in a row, and the strong ones were standing beside them.
Human nature is so strange...
Dong Zhuo, the prime minister, was already ruthless and moody. After moving to the new capital, he became even more cruel. He was brutally killed, had their homes confiscated and their families exterminated. Countless people including the Weiwei Zhang Wen, the various ethnic groups in Guanzhong, and the common people of Li were too numerous to write down.
Even the quiet morning in Xindu is filled with the smell of blood.
A few days ago, there was a conflict between Dong and Lu. It was rumored that they even took action. The ground trembled, the palace collapsed, and the roar echoed through half the city. This made the people of Xindu even more uneasy. The civil and military officials who were ministers of the same dynasty as Dong Zhuo had to fight.
Officials are walking on thin ice and are on tenterhooks.
Even so, when the time for the morning meeting came, all the civil and military officials rushed there one after another, and no one even asked for leave due to illness, for fear of being offended.
On the one hand, the civil and military officials were certainly afraid of offending Dong Zhuo's brow; on the other hand, they did not want to lose their current high-ranking officials, wealth, and wealth, even if they lived in a hell-like devil's capital where they could die at any time.
Amidst the dense and heavy footsteps...
Blood helmets and blood armor, blood-devouring warriors with blood-colored cloaks on their backs, steaming evil spirits, even the morning mist turned into a faint blood color, and there was a frightening smell of blood and a sense of coldness.
This is an elite team from hell that is full of blood and kills without any calculation.
At this time, the bloodthirsty warriors who were afraid to look directly were surrounded by a green-covered golden car with fluttering curtains and dazzling jewels.
This is Dong Zhuo's famous "Gan Mo Chariot". The whole body is mainly made of gold, bronze, black iron and other rare minerals. It is thick, stable and indestructible. It has its own space inside and is inlaid with gold and jade on the outside.
It makes it look heavy and sturdy yet full of luxury.
Wherever the bloodthirsty warrior passed, all the civil and military officials rushing for the morning meeting bowed their heads and silently gave way. If they could avoid it in advance, they would do so.
"Go, go, go..."
Seeing that the blood-devouring warriors were about to arrive at the gate of the Forbidden Palace, the sound of dense and continuous flying of iron hooves began, and the menacing elite cavalry soldiers emerged. The leader was none other than Wenhou Lu Bu, who was wearing a precious helmet and armor and riding a fiery red rabbit horse.
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Those who followed Lu Bu were naturally the demon-suppressing cavalry who had been stationed in northern Xinjiang for many years and became famous throughout the world.
The "Ganmo Car" roared forward like a rolling dragon. The curtains of the carriage were lifted up with dragons and phoenixes painted on them, revealing a big fat face, grinning and laughing, and said in a voice as muffled as thunder:
"My son, how about you ride into the palace with your father?"
"snort!"
Lu Bu's expression changed, he glared at Dong Zhuo with sharp eyes, but he accelerated towards the palace gate.
The civil and military officials from the previous dynasty who came from nearby were astonished. Didn't Dong and Lu father and son have a war before? It didn't look like it!
"Lord Xiangguo, Wen... Lu Bu actually dared to show up and tolerated it. It's quite strange!"
Li Ru, who was wearing a high-gown Confucian robe, approached Mo Luan and reminded Dong Zhuo in a low voice.
Dong Zhuo nodded, his small eyes flashed with light, and he said confidently: "No way! Even if he can't hold it back, what can he do? As long as this son can't let go of his glory and wealth, he will still be used by his true self as a hunting dog!"
"The Prime Minister is wise!"
Li Ru opened his mouth and finally flattered him repeatedly.
Dong Zhuo did have confidence and pride, and with Lu Bu's terrifying strength, he launched a sneak attack, but he couldn't do anything to Dong Zhuo. What else did Dong Zhuo have to fear? Not to mention the many ministers, strong men, and blood-devouring warriors in the Prime Minister's Palace.
Even if the Forbidden Army rebels and joins forces with the Demon-Suppressing Iron Cavalry, don't even think about getting a favor!
In addition, seeing Lu Bu again, Lu Bu didn't take action, so the possibility of taking action in the future will become less and less.
After entering the palace, Dong Zhuo rules the world, and Lu Bu has no chance!
Logically speaking, Dong Zhuo, who was on strict guard, was basically free of worries!
"Good morning, Marquis Wen, good luck! Please... don't embarrass the villain, otherwise the villain and his family will be at risk!"
At this moment, the Han Imperial Guards guarding the palace gate were trembling and bitter as they stepped forward to intercept. A guard commander in armor bowed repeatedly and begged for mercy, but did not listen to the Prime Minister Dong Zhuo who was looking behind him.
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It was his luck and misfortune that Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu arrived together!
It really all depends on luck...
"Get out of the way!"
Lu Bujun's face sank, his sword eyebrows twitching. With a flip of his hand, Fang Tian took the halberd. The cold light swept over him, pointing directly at the commander of the imperial guards and scolded:
"Isn't it bad for me to draw a halberd?"
"Master Wen Hou! Grandpa Wen Hou! Please spare the villain..."
Seeing the infamous "Ganmo Chariot" approaching, the commander of the imperial guards turned pale and simply knelt down on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly and begging for mercy. However, he blocked the entrance of the palace and resisted the power of the demon-suppressing army, not daring to get out of the way.
"Rumble... roar, roar, roar..."
The "ganmo chariot" pulled by the rhinoceros beast slowly stopped, but there was a sound of rolling thunder and the beast roared, which shows its great momentum and weight.
"I am my son, why bother the little ones? How about entering the palace with your father?"
The car curtain opened, revealing Dong Zhuo, who looked like a mountain of meat, and said hello again loudly.
Today, Dong Zhuo is a lot fatter than when he was in Tiandu. Even when he is sitting, he can see the fat hanging out when he talks. He is so fat that it makes people nervous.
However, Dong Zhuo's cultivation strength has not decreased but increased. He is already at the obvious peak of the Fusion Realm... and above, which is unfathomable.
Lu Bu tightened his grip on Fang Tian's painted halberd. Ru Yujun's face turned red and white, obviously very angry, but he said nothing.
"Boom...crunch, crunch..."
Seeing Lu Bu's reaction, Dong Zhuo stood up suddenly, causing the heavy "ganmo chariot" to sink and make a bloody sound.
Dong Zhuo was already tall, and with the astonishing fat on his body, he looked even more stout and as powerful as a giant mountain. He looked down at Lu Bu and asked again: "How about taking my son first and entering the palace with his father?"
Frankly speaking, Dong Zhuo really didn't want to fall out with Lu Bu and become enemies. After all, Lu Bu was indeed very powerful and a good sword. It would be a pity to abandon it!
With the death of Hua Xiong, the most powerful general in Xiliang under Dong Zhuo, there really are no good generals under Dong Zhuo. Li Que, Guo Bang, Fan Chou and others, as well as Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, the Four Great War Kings, Sun Ce Taishi and other famous generals
The fierce general is obviously down a notch, even compared to Yuan's Second Pillar!
"How to enter the palace?" When Lu Bu's expression changed and he remained silent, Chen Gong, the aide next to him, couldn't help but ask on his behalf.
"boom……"
Dong Zhuo jumped up, as powerful as a meteorite falling to the ground, as powerful as Mount Tai. When he landed, he made a roar that made the earth tremble. He laughed loudly and said:
"Haha... when..."
"War God Wushuang! Ghost God Slayer!"
As soon as Dong Zhuo landed, Lu Bu, who seemed to be filled with shame, anger, and conflict, suddenly exploded with momentum, and the God of War's magic form soared into the sky. Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand turned into a cold light, tearing the sky and the earth...
