90. The third movement - twisting, killing bloody redemption
Dong Zhuo finally realized that he had clearly misjudged the situation he might face.
Facing an attack blessed with the power of a mythical beast cannot be resisted by ordinary means. Whether it was the mischievous neighing of the Suzaku in Changshe or the almost desperate thunder of the black-bellied green dragon, all those who have witnessed it can't help but praise it.
The miraculous sight is deeply memorable, and all the survivors regard it as the biggest nightmare in their lives.
Just like those veterans in Cao Cao's army who have experienced the Battle of Changshe, especially those soldiers who have served under Li Shushi, only they, only they are under the protection constructed by Su Xiaoluoli with the help of Suzaku Baoyu.
He truly understood that under that majestic attack, only an equally miraculous defense could allow him to survive the catastrophe.
Of course, those same miraculous lucks can also achieve this effect.
Perhaps for Dong Zhuo, the chance of winning would be much better if the entire army attacked the coalition camp just after the heavy rain fell.
But the word "if" is the most unlikely thing to appear in this world.
Although the fifth bolt of thunder struck the mountainside in front of the Xuanmen Pass, the huge boulders rolling down completely blocked the already dilapidated Xuanmen Pass city gate, and also completely blocked Dong Zhuo's army's rapid attack.
the last possible possibility.
Although Dong Zhuo did not want to see those men who had been following him for many years lose their lives in vain, but at this moment, faced with this unprecedented situation, he himself did not know how to deal with it. This was not a battle he was familiar with.
Just when Dong Zhuo felt that there was nothing he could do, a man and a horse were rushing towards here in the thick rain.
Wu Yi is an ordinary scout in the Xiliang Army. Although he is an ordinary scout, he has just turned 30 and has been in the Xiliang Army for half his life. From being an ordinary soldier at the beginning to being responsible for escorting food and grass supplies, Wu Yi
Bing has now become a qualified
Scout. Because of his steady and meticulous character, he was often responsible for passing the detected information back to the army. Over time, even the senior officials of the Xiliang Army such as Dong Zhuo and Li Ru became familiar with each other, although their subordinates did not
Not one more person was left because of this.
However, Wu Yi didn't care much about this. Perhaps in his opinion, he didn't have much ability to be like those generals who only had thousands of troops. Although he had admired and imitated them, even if they were
He couldn't do it with a dozen people
Effective distribution allows them to always exert their maximum effectiveness instead of being so busy and idle for a while that people are surprised. If the Xiliang Army can win the battle because of his delivery, then it is a matter of working hard for him.
The greatest compliment.
And now, as he rushed into the rain again, it was with this mood that he slapped the horse under his crotch desperately, hoping that the horse under his crotch could be faster and deliver the box in his arms earlier.
Get it into the hands of those who need it.
He didn't know what was in that small box and what role it could play, but he clearly remembered what Li Ru, the most famous wise man in the Xiliang army, told him to do.
This box has a revolving door, because that important thing related to the safety of hundreds of thousands of Dong Zhuo's troops will be his most important task so far.
So...must!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but wave his riding whip again. Although this excellent war horse was already scarred, he was so anxious at this moment that he couldn't care so much. The keen intuition he had developed on the battlefield kept reminding him
, that huge but unknown danger.
Speaking of which, he had already noticed this dangerous feeling when the thunderstorm first appeared, but in his ignorance, he obviously regarded this danger as an enemy who might take advantage of the heavy rain to do some dangerous and crazy things, but considering this
Not only were there powerful gates, but there were also so many strong generals and soldiers, so he put this worry behind him.
But then he realized that his idea was a bit naive, because Li Ru, the most wise man in the Xiliang army, found him and told him how critical the situation was, and asked him to get out of seclusion quickly.
To be honest, Wu Yi was really shocked at that time. In fact, until he stepped out of the revolving door pass, he still had an unbelievable feeling in his heart. He didn't think that he was invincible in the world.
Who else can defeat the Xiliang army?
It was only when he rushed out of the area covered by the heavy rain that he understood why Li Ru was so worried.
Yes, the Xiliang army led by Prime Minister Xiangguo is not afraid of fighting with those elite soldiers and even the intrigues. But when their opponent is replaced by something strange and completely unknown, I am afraid everyone will become suspicious.
Emotions.
But it doesn't matter, he has already rushed back, and he is not far from the Xuanmen Pass. Especially the huge roar from the distance reminds him, hurry up, hurry up, his robes are experiencing a huge crisis.
test.
Li Ru was seriously unprepared for Wu Yi's appearance. After all, there was a distance of two hundred miles from Xuanmenguan to Luoyang. After going back and forth and adding some necessary actions after entering Luoyang City, what he needed was
It is quite difficult to deliver things within one day and one night, but now it seems that Wu Yi has actually compressed the time by nearly one-third.
Regarding such a miraculous result, Li Ru now had no time to ask carefully as usual. After all, faster information transmission speed is sometimes decisive for the outcome of a war, and there is an example now.
Li Ru hurriedly left with the mysterious box that Wu Yi gave him, but he didn't forget to help Wu Yi, who handed the box to Li Ru over there and then lay softly in the mud with the horse.
A small supply. Although Li Ru didn't know whether this spell was useful for the man who had lost his strength, he didn't have time to estimate it now.
He ran faster and faster, not caring that his feet were completely wet by the stagnant water, his beautiful brocade robe was stained by the splashed mud, and his originally beautiful bun was now messy and mixed with rainwater.
His long hair stuck to his face was not only uncomfortable, but also made him look like an evil ghost returning from the underworld, but now he no longer cares about these things.
Everything, everything is just to stop letting the man he admires endure that kind of pain.
Dong Zhuo has so far carried five thunders from the sky alive, which means that nearly two thousand soldiers of the Xiliang Army have died there to protect him. Although soldiers of the Xiliang Army continue to pour into the area,
The Shura School looks like a hell on earth, but Dong Zhuo's heart aches at this moment. Dong Zhuo still vividly remembers those lost faces!
Of course, Dong Zhuo no longer wants to die, because now he not only carries the common ideals of the Xiliang people, but also carries the souls of the two thousand robes and brothers who sacrificed for him. These seemingly ordinary but
In his eyes, an extremely noble soul has blessed him to live to this day. Wouldn't it be the greatest disrespect to them to despise his own life?
However, if it weren't for the strong desire to survive that supports him now, perhaps Dong Zhuo would have fallen even if his subordinates had to bear the damage of the thunder. After all, he is the target of the thunder, which can melt any object.
The electric current passed through his body, and his tiger talisman was transmitted to the bodies of those soldiers. The pain involved was obviously not something ordinary people could bear.
Therefore, when the fifth thunderbolt that struck him dispersed, even Dong Zhuo, with his iron bones, had to face the fact that not only did his body not have a piece of good skin, but it was also covered with bloodstains.
Maybe he should actually be grateful - at least those wounds turned into burnt under the high temperature as soon as they appeared, allowing him to avoid the possibility of external bleeding. As for his internal organs? How can he care about it now?
Just being here is already a victory.
At least I have to die standing, and I can't let those coalition bastards see my joke.
Dong Zhuo's mood at this time may have fallen to a low point, even if he has been unwilling to admit his defeat. But at least almost the entire Xiliang army has been retained. As long as this army still exists, then the Xiliang people's
The dream will not be broken.
Dong Zhuo felt that he began to have the urge to "fight" in front of his eyes. Although he would stop every time because of the pain he felt when the wound was touched, this was obviously not a good phenomenon.
What should I do now? Recall the past of my life?
For the first time, Dong Zhuo felt the feeling called fatigue in his body. Both his body and mind seemed to have lost the motivation to continue moving forward.
Such a body really doesn't fit the name Dong Zhongying.
Dong Zhuo thought mockingly to himself that if he had his own temper, he might be more willing to fall on the road to charge.
But those who fought with the determination to die survived, while those with cowardly hearts died on the battlefield.
Have I become cowardly now?
"... Huh... Oh... Ah... Hiss..."
Just when Dong Zhuo was thinking wildly, a vague and unclear voice came to his ears.
Sure enough, even my ears can no longer hear clearly...
Dong Zhuo, who was thinking this just now, suddenly found that the sounds in his ears became clearer. Although the process was accompanied by bone-chilling pain, Dong Zhuo could clearly feel the changes in his body and the cheers in his ears became clearer and clearer.
Voice.
"This, this is... what is going on!"
Dong Zhuo watched his body recover rapidly. Although there was cramping pain in his body as if his internal organs were displaced, it seemed nothing compared to this miraculous thing. Compared with the thunder that penetrated the body like a punishment from heaven,
The pain I have experienced is not worth mentioning.
Dong Zhuo is not that delicate.
Moreover, he found that the lightning that was raging between the sky and the earth seemed to have stopped, and was gradually re-condensing into the original appearance of the azure dragon.
What's going on?
Although Dong Zhuo was puzzled by this sudden turn of events, Dong Zhuo at least knew that he had successfully escaped today.
What Dong Zhuo couldn't see was Li Ru's complicated expression of excitement, relief, and determination.
Of course, further away, a middle-aged man with shiny black hair was also paying attention to the situation on the battlefield. Seeing that the giant dragon in the sky had gradually condensed into shape, he smiled slightly as if he had accomplished something, and then
Then disappeared without a trace.
Where he originally stood, there was only one sentence without beginning or end that no one could hear:
