Han Sui fell, and the last guard beside Han Sui also fell.
Under the sudden blocking of more than 300 elites, none of Han Sui and his guards could escape from here.
Death, they can only embrace death.
In fact, Jiang Shi and the other three people knew that when Han Sui broke out of the siege, they were completely unable to stop Han Sui's progress with their own strength. In the years to come, they would even have to be wary every day, lest Han Sui's revenge come back.
However, when Han Sui's figure lay down softly, they saw a familiar figure, that elegant man.
"..." The man stopped the three people from approaching to greet him, and quietly directed his men to collect the bodies of Han Sui and his more than a hundred guards without making any unnecessary noise, as if the order had been given before.
Issue.
"Okay, it's time for me to leave. Although Wen Yue did some things inappropriately, I would like to ask you not to insult his body again, and please stop embarrassing his family. Just like he said, it's easy to get together."
Let’s break up.”..
"Sir, don't you plan to come back?" Tian Le asked bravely.
"Ah, after staying in Xiliang for so long, I also want to take a look outside. Maybe I will encounter many interesting things."
"Then can we follow you, sir?" Yang Kui looked expectant, while the other two seemed to be very moved as well.
"I only need two or three boys and five or six servants. I won't deliberately look for a comfortable place along the way."
"We Jincheng people have never suffered anything. Being able to listen to your teachings by your side morning and night is our greatest blessing."
Looking at Jiang Shi's determined look, and then looking at the other two people's faces who were no less determined than Jiang Shi, the elegant man showed a soft smile on his face and nodded lightly.
"Since you don't give up, I won't hesitate to welcome you, and we must take care of each other on the road in the future."
Just like that, with a wave of their sleeves, a few people left here without a trace of clouds, leaving the land of Xiliang that they had never left. As for where they went, in this era of backward communication methods, it is probably very difficult.
It's hard for anyone to know.
And when Dong Zhuo's army invaded Jincheng County with overwhelming momentum, they found that not only Han Sui had disappeared. Even Bian Zhang, who originally attacked Heguan, seemed to have disappeared overnight. Perhaps the only thing that was different was that
, Bian Zhang's troops seemed to have received Bian Zhang's instructions. Not long after Dong Zhuo's army entered Jincheng, they formally surrendered to Dong Zhuo's army.
Dong Zhuojun, who originally hoped to win over Bian Zhang to fight against Han Sui, was naturally not embarrassed by this direct army of Bian Zhang. However, he still felt puzzled and uneasy about the strange fact that two of Jincheng's "Big Three" disappeared overnight.
If Ma Teng, one of the "Big Three", had not made a declaration of allegiance to the emperor, perhaps Dong Zhuo would still need to worry about whether the powerful and Qiang people who had lost their leaders would do something uncool.
However, at least on the surface, Dong Zhuo has completed the integration of Xiliang. After all, even the three counties in Hexi controlled by Li Shushi have to pay taxes to Dong Zhuo. As for things like sending troops, Dong Zhuo does not need Li Shushi.
strength.
"Does Wen You have any latest information here?"
Looking at Li Ru who came in a hurry, Dong Zhuo was lying restrained on the throne that should have only belonged to the emperor. On both sides of his strong body, there were four young palace maids, two of whom were massaging him, and the other two were massaging him.
Serve him drinking, and one waiter enjoys the snacks made by the palace chef. Although the young emperor has already moved westward, Dong Zhuo still left some people behind. After all, whether it is for personal enjoyment or for holding a banquet, enough people are needed.
Human hands are not.
Just looking at Dong Zhuo's expression of enjoyment, Li Ru frowned slightly, but this expression disappeared in an instant, and Dong Zhuo, who was focused on enjoying, didn't seem to notice anything at all, and still spoke in a lazy voice.
Asking.
"Replying to the Prime Minister, Duan Xuan sent a message saying that Han Sui's body was found."
Although it should be a shocking news, Dong Zhuo, who was enjoying the gentle service of the girls, showed no other emotions at all and still enjoyed it with squinted eyes, as if the person who died was not Han Sui but an ant.
generally.
"In addition to Han Sui's body, there are more than a hundred other corpses. After identification, they were Han Sui's bodyguards..."
Not feeling any reaction from Dong Zhuo, Li Ru had no choice but to continue speaking. However, after he spoke, his voice had become hard even for him to hear clearly. The sound echoing in the hall made Li Ru feel even more uncomfortable.
Awkward atmosphere.
"Han Sui is dead, Bian Zhang is gone, and Ma Shoucheng is nothing to worry about. Wen You, it's time for us to go back."
Just when Li Ru had begun to think about whether he had come at the wrong time and was about to leave, Dong Zhuo suddenly straightened up and pushed away the girls serving him. The panicked girls almost rolled away and crawled away.
They came here, but they seemed to be relieved. Perhaps their "tenderness" towards Dong Zhuo before was not entirely from their hearts.
"Now the coalition forces have recovered somewhat, especially Sun Wentai, whose troops are pointing directly at Luoyang and are very powerful. If we all withdraw at this time, we are probably in danger of being chased by them. Mr. Xiangguo, do you think you can organize a group of troops?
Two counterattacks or something..."
"No need, I have a strategy to make the coalition forces unable to pursue."
"Since the Prime Minister has made a final decision in his mind, Confucianism can feel at ease."
"Before that, do one thing for me first. Find Li Jue and ask him to propose marriage to Sun Jian on my daughter's behalf."
"Lord Xiangguo, there are so many talented people in Xiliang that we really don't need to choose Sun Wentai's son. And even if Lord Xiangguo is willing to marry Sun Wentai, I'm afraid that Sun Wentai's temper may...may not take Lord Xiangguo seriously.
Come inside."
"Of course I know this. But as long as I do this, the coalition forces will feel that I am afraid of Sun Jian, and my threat will be greatly reduced. They will even feel that with Sun Wentai, our Xiliang Army will not attack itself.
break."
"My son-in-law already understands what Mr. Xiangguo means. You want to hold Sun Wentai up high and make him the target of public criticism. Moreover, Sun Wentai has a bad temper and prefers softness to hardness. So now Mr. Xiangguo
When you occupied Luodu, they still needed Sun Wentai's power. Of course they won't say anything more, but once your big enemy is gone, the situation will be completely different. Since the coalition forces can trap Sun Wentai once, then it won't matter if they come back several times.
It won’t be too surprising.”
"Hmph, Li Wenyou, Li Wenyou, why are you talking more and more like that little slippery man?"
"As Jia Wenhe said, this era is cruel enough. If you don't find some fun for yourself, I'm afraid you will either go crazy or become a person who will surprise you. Ru also thinks this is true.
That makes some sense."
"In this case, everything will be left to you. When Sun Jian's matter is over, we will start the final relocation plan."
"My son-in-law understands."
It wasn't until Li Ru's figure disappeared outside the door that Dong Zhuo murmured to himself:
"One after another. Dou Youping, Chen Zhongju, Cao Jie, Wang Fu, Duan Jiming, Huangfu Weiming, Zhang Ranming. The late emperor, the general, the ten permanent attendants, and now you Han Wenyue again. They are gone, they are all gone, I just don’t know what
It will be my turn when the time comes..."
The setting sun outside is like a fire, showing its splendor and magnificence to the world, but it can't hide the sadness of its coming end. Just like the city of Luoyang today, although it is still tall and majestic, there is no one in the world.
It is a huge building complex comparable to other buildings in the world, and it took more than ten generations of people to continuously improve the Luoyang Palace to reach its current scale.
But what?
Looking at the sand table of Luoyang City in front of him, Dong Zhuo swept it away with his powerful arms, leaving only a piece of ruins.
As Dong Zhuo expected, Sun Jian firmly rejected Dong Zhuo's marriage proposal.
Although Dong Zhuo was able to put down his dignity and come to Sun Jian to ask for his hand in marriage, Sun Jian felt somewhat secretly happy. After all, no matter how hard he and Dong Zhuo could not deal with each other, the experiences of the two people were too similar, even if they were unconscious, in the eyes of the world, the two people
It can be regarded as a moment of enlightenment, so over time, some sense of confrontation developed between the two people. Even if they really talked about it, the two people would never admit it, but in action, they definitely felt like old enemies.
This is a very strange feeling, but it is a feeling that can be ignored by two people, especially Sun Jian.
Although Dong Zhuo's move to propose marriage to Sun Jian was done very covertly, the news of Sun Jian's rejection of Dong Zhuo did not seem to be kept strictly confidential. Although it could not be said that it became a storm in the city immediately, it quickly spread among the princes.
Naturally, the princes all praised Sun Jian's performance of "knowing the general". At the same time, they also believed that Dong Zhuo was already a grasshopper after the autumn and could only jump around for a few days, so the top priority was to break through the Eight Passes of Luoyang as soon as possible. No, maybe it is called Luoyang now.
The Seventh Pass is more appropriate. As the main battlefield of the previous war, the Revolving Gate Pass has not been well repaired to this day.
Dong Zhuo was unable to repair it, and Dong Zhuo's army was unwilling to waste either financial resources or manpower on such things. The princes of Guandong were unwilling to repair it. After all, repairing such a level had no practical significance for them.
If once it was repaired and Dong Zhuo took it away, the princes would lose all face.
Therefore, the most important thing they should do now is to mobilize the troops, horses and food as quickly as possible, strive to reach Luoyang in one go, and defeat Dong Zhuo's army, which is already "thin in the mountains". It is best to take Dong Zhuo's head as well.
That means everything will be fine.
It sounds very rushed.
In fact, it is indeed like it, because except for Sun Jian and Cao Cao, two guys with not so clean backgrounds and some spots in their official careers, they are very active. The princes including Yuan Shao under him only need Dong Zhuo to show off.
The deputy general came back out of Hulao and swept away the Kanto posture, and immediately changed from the previous chant of aggressive attack to "steady advance".
To put it bluntly, it was a high wall and a deep fortress, and we were playing eye to eye with Dong Zhuo from afar.
In this way, Dong Zhuo, who had no worries about his future, could naturally lead his troops and leave easily.
Of course, Dong Zhuo also knew that as soon as he left Luoyang, the princes would gather around him like sharks smelling blood. Although the soldiers of the princes were generally inferior to the soldiers of the Xiliang Army and even the Northern Army in terms of combat effectiveness and fighting will,
But facing this kind of smooth battle, which looks like beating a drowned dog, will make them fight harder and harder.
Just like Dong Zhuo fought against the Yellow Turban Army in Jizhou, if Li Shushi and Liu Bei hadn't intervened, Dong Zhuo's fake show might not have turned out to be true, not to mention that the troops of the princes were even more powerful than the Yellow Turban Army.
Some.
Therefore, looking at Luoyang City, the "former" capital of the Han Dynasty, which was almost an empty city in front of him, Dong Zhuo gave the Xiliang army what must have been his last order in Luoyang City to set fire to the city.
"Lord Xiangguo, I'm afraid there's something wrong with this...this approach."
While Li Ru tried his best to persuade Dong Zhuo, he motioned to Li Jue and Guo Si, who were taking orders, to wait a moment.
Although this approach is a bit arrogant, burning the capital of the country is no small matter. Even if the emperor has been taken to Chang'an by Dong Zhuo in advance, Luoyang's status among the Han people is still unshakable, which means that as long as they do it, the two people will definitely
They will bear a huge infamy in the history books, even though Dong Zhuo must have blocked the gun in front of them.
Therefore, even if Li Ru crossed Dong Zhuo and winked at them, it still made the two of them a little uneasy. But they still quietly waited for the result of Li Ru's negotiation with Dong Zhuo. Of course, if they really couldn't stop Dong Zhuo's order, the two of them would
It will also be implemented resolutely.
Because Dong Zhuo's orders were more useful to the Xiliang army than the emperor's imperial edicts, and they were implemented more thoroughly.
"Oh? What's wrong? Is it possible that Wenyu Cheng still has some attachment to this decaying city? Or maybe you have sympathy for those dirty people who are attached to this decaying city? Don't you think so?
Is this an unnecessary emotion?"
"Ru just wants to worry that such an approach will cause some... unnecessary trouble. After all, Lu Ziqian of Shuozhou has always prided himself on being a loyal minister. Ru is worried that such behavior will make him do some radical things, and even if he is Bingzhou
There are also conservative people around Li Shushi, and the influence of Tong Feiteng, Huangfu Yizhen and others on him cannot be underestimated."
"Is that it? Lu Ziqian is old, and Shuozhou needs a younger state pastor. Li Shushi was born in Xihe, and he probably knows a lot about the customs of Shuozhou, so I asked him to recommend a new Shuozhou pastor to us.
State pastor. If he wants
To do this, let Ah Bai marry him. Although he has many warblers and swallows around him, he is still barely worthy of Ah Bai. And he has done well in the Western Regions this time. You let Ah Lian go and marry Ah Bai?
Let’s talk about it, she likes to hear stories like this the most.”
"Lord Xiangguo, let alone the woman named Su whose origin is unknown, Li Xue was engaged to the five daughters of the Wuji Zhen family under the auspices of Tong Feiteng. What identity should Abai use to marry her?
.Furthermore, I heard that the mysterious woman named Su is not only domineering, but also very popular. Ru is worried that Abai will go to a strange place..."
"Haha, there is nothing to worry about. As long as I, Dong Zhuo, am still in this world, who else in the world dares to touch my daughter? I really have to admire his courage. As for if I am gone one day, Wen
Yu, just reluctantly help me take care of it
Let's take a moment. This is a simple child. It would be nice if he could remain so simple. Okay, don't talk about these things anymore, pass on my order, burn this decaying city in front of you completely, and don't leave a brick behind.
One tile, one plant and one tree!”
Whether it was the city gates of Luoyang, the connected residential buildings, or the majestic palaces, everything was burned into the sea of fire without mercy. The whole city seemed to have fallen into the sea of fire in an instant.
It was as if the Suzaku that had descended from the world passed through this place, carrying supreme terrifying power and burning all the land, oceans and skies it passed through.
The flames rose higher and higher, as if they were about to break through the gradually shrouding darkness, emitting a suffocating roar.
The flames are still rising, rising, rising amid the roaring sounds that are constantly coming out, the screams that are constantly coming out, and the great despair that is constantly coming out.
"Look, this is the holy fire that burns away all decay. It burns so violently and with such majesty!"
Standing on Mang Mountain, Dong Zhuo's face was full of satisfaction and pride.
He was extremely satisfied with the "masterpiece" he had made with his own hands.
It is conceivable that in Luoyang City today: the north and south palaces are connected with flames; the Changle Palace is all scorched earth.
"I am unfilial, I am unfilial! I am unfilial..."
An old man who had been hiding in the secret cellar of his home to escape Dong Zhuo's many days of arrest stood in the sea of fire and cried loudly, but his cry could not stop the spread of the flames even a little bit, and even the oil on his body actually
Becoming the best food for the flames, he turned into a bright "torch" in an instant, just like the city of Luoyang he was in.
The flames soaring into the sky are so huge and towering that the overwhelming heat can be felt from hundreds of miles away, and the bright light can be seen from dozens of miles away, so that even from dozens of miles away
People outside the country can see with their own eyes that shocking scene. It is no longer a miraculous work of nature, but the biggest miracle created by human beings themselves.
Luoyang, on this night, was turned into a holy fire praying for light.
However, it did not become a holy fire that guided the light as some people expected. Instead, it turned into a blazing sword, a blazing sword that could cut off all bonds.
After this night, the bond between this country and everything in this country was cut off by this blazing sword. Wherever the huge flame passed, this originally very fragile bond became even more fragile.
It cannot be repaired either.
"This feeling is really wonderful~"
I don't know where it came from, such a voice that was neither male nor female, neither older nor older.
This voice has indeed appeared in this world, but no one in the world has heard it...
No, maybe that's not the case, because someone seems to have noticed the owner of this voice.
One, the pretty... shadow of Shengxue in white. (To be continued... ps: I have a business trip to Beijing tomorrow, which is estimated to take two to three days, so I can only rely on depositing manuscripts. Alas, perfect attendance this month is really not enough
I don’t know if I can get it. If I get really busy, maybe I can guarantee that there will be an update of 5,000 every time. It’s hard to say. Life always seems to like to joke with us like this...
