Dong Zhuo seemed to be calmly looking at the groups of Xiliang soldiers below. Some of them were supporting themselves, some were already on their knees, and some were crouching on several tables. But without exception, they were
At this moment, everyone burst into tears and couldn't hold back.
"The music and dance are deep and moving, and they transform people quickly. This dancer is indeed well-deserved. She completely understands what I am thinking. Now she seems to have arranged everything for me, but she wants to see with her own eyes how I respond.
Is this a challenge?"
Dong Zhuo, who had suddenly stood up with his huge body at some point, just stood there muttering to himself, and the expression on his face gradually changed from calm and indifferent to a look of shock. He knew that things had developed now.
It went beyond the trajectory he had originally expected, becoming more intense and ferocious. This intensity and ferocity even ignited his heart unconsciously.
"What Xu Lin couldn't say that day could only be hidden in poetry. The art of war is steel, and human nature is soft. What a wonderful combination!"
As if to echo what Dong Zhuo was thinking, someone in the hall shouted:
"Why is there a feeling that is competing with the resentment in my heart! Why is a long-lost excitement welling up in my heart!"
With such shouts, the soldiers of the Xiliang Army in the hall stood together neatly without realizing it, and their eyes were all directed at the majestic body of Dong Zhuo, the god in their hearts, as if they were a group of people waiting for
Believers who listen to the Lord’s teachings are common.
"My brothers!"
The iron boots made a heavy sound when they stepped on the floor of the hall, and Dong Zhuo's majestic voice filled the bloody hall.
"Mipa..."
Uh... well, the sound just now was definitely not made by Dong Zhuo who wanted to move his muscles and bones that were uncomfortable due to sitting for a long time, but by Li Shushi because he really didn't want to be suppressed by Dong Zhuo with just a single movement.
Make a cute voice.
The real situation is...
"Click..."
Accompanied by waves of oozing cartilage filing sounds, Dong Zhuo twisted his neck and finger bones while looking coldly at the soldiers of the Xiliang Army below. His appearance was majestic, just like a boss who was about to set out to cause trouble.
Just look at his men.
"After years of baptism on the battlefield, we have become beasts. And because we have become beasts, our hearts have lost their reason and peace."
Dong Zhuo walked slowly to the Xiliang soldiers and generals who were looking at him longingly, and gently patted their shoulders with his hands, one after another, and one after another. And each one was struck by Dong Zhuo's behavior that did not look like a soldier at all.
The faces of the Xiliang soldiers and generals who were "stroking" them with such gentle movements had expressions of enjoyment, just like a cute kitten caressing its master coquettishly.
But immediately, a deafening roar sounded among the crowd...
"For the sake of fame and fame, we have forgotten the root of everything, what it is!"
What! What on earth is it?
Every soldier and general of the Xiliang Army was thinking there, thinking hard.
"It's an ideal!" Suddenly a similar roar responded to Dong Zhuo's question.
Although Li Shushi couldn't see clearly who was answering Dong Zhuo because his line of sight was blocked, he could vaguely hear a hint of fan Chou from the slightly changed tone of his voice, although Li Shushi was not sure.
"We are here to build a greater home that can better protect everyone!" The voice continued to roar.
"Yes, ideal! For the sake of ideal, what does Luoyang, a decadent place like this, matter?" This was Dong Zhuo's calm voice.
"Everyone, Dong is asking everyone what we have now!" This was Dong Zhuo's passionate voice.
"It's the emperor!"
"The emperor is in our hands!"
"He is the True Dragon Emperor who is admired by thousands of people wherever he goes! He is in our hands now!"
Dong Zhuo's statement seems to be recognized by most people. After all, in Dong Zhuo's consistent propaganda, the Xiliang Army did not intend to depose the emperor, but instead placed himself in the position of a Taoist defender "on the Qing emperor's side", plus the young emperor.
It is also difficult to do anything that endangers the safety of the Xiliang Army, so most Xiliang Army soldiers still retain a trace of awe for the emperor.
Even though most of the people present have visited the imperial palace, which has become the largest romantic place for Han Dynasty.
"Is this Dong Zhuo..."
Suddenly, Zhao Yun's inaudible voice sounded in Li Shushi's ears. Li Shushi curiously turned his head to look at this man (?) who was considered a supporter of the Han Dynasty, but at this moment, he had a confused look on his face.
"Why, how do you feel after hearing Dong Zhuo's words?"
"Perhaps he is an idealist like Zhang Jiao, a man who wants to create an ideal world, and at the same time dares to challenge all secular, moral, ethical, and monarchy systems. A man who is more terrifying and even more destructive than Zhang Jiao.
"
I don’t know when it started, but the originally noisy and chaotic place suddenly became silent. However, whether it was Li Shushi and his group who had been watching everything in front of them, or those who were lucky enough not to be on the "death list", they were now forgotten in the corner.
The civil servants all heard a voice clearly.
That is the heartbeat of the soldiers and generals of the Xiliang Army. That is the breathing of the soldiers and generals of the Xiliang Army. The heartbeats like the ups and downs of a frenzy are getting louder and louder, and the breathing sounds like the waves surging on the shore are becoming more and more surging.
.
It's like being surrounded by a group of ferocious beasts, waiting and patiently waiting with that kind of calm and excited throbbing!
Even for those who are not determined, as the SAN value continues to decrease, their hearts are inevitably linked to the excitement of the surrounding brigade, and their breathing gradually integrates into that specific frequency.
middle.
"the day after tomorrow!"
At the moment when this feeling reached its peak, Dong Zhuo, who was in control of everything, suddenly roared again. At this moment, even people with no eyesight could see that Dong Zhuo had completely controlled this situation, this terrifying situation.
A dangerous situation.
"We will move the city to Chang'an! In order to build a greater capital than Luoyang!"
It was as if he had exhausted all his strength, and as if even Dong Zhuo could not fully bear this huge force. Li Shushi could even hear the man's mental exhaustion from the tone of the last few words in Dong Zhuo's words.
What's surprising is that unlike Dong Zhuo's previous words, which could arouse cheers or admiration from all the Xiliang soldiers present, although Li Shushi could clearly feel that the soldiers and generals were falling into silence.
The unstoppable surging in their hearts, the trembling that seemed like their hearts would jump out of their bodies at the next moment, but it was as if these soldiers of the Xiliang Army suddenly turned into the terracotta warriors and horses of Qin Ling, Kong had a powerful momentum but fell into deathly silence.
among.
Then something happened that made Li Shushi even more curious.
These generals, who Li Shushi thought had gone silent, left the hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion silently. There was no order from Dong Zhuo, and no one seemed to have the desire to greet Dong Zhuo. They just left here in silence, leaving only dumbfounded eyes.
Li Shushi's group and a few civil servants whose SAN value has probably not returned to zero, such as the familiar Wang Yun children's shoes.
What exactly are they planning to do?
Just when Li Shushi was confused and confused, he suddenly heard a noise coming from outside, and the sound tended to get louder and louder.
Could it be that there was a split within Dong Zhuo's army, and some generals who were dissatisfied with Dong Zhuo's decision to move the capital were determined to launch a coup?
This should be impossible to happen.
And then the noisy but increasingly clear sounds confirmed what Li Shushi had just thought.
"A greater capital than Luoyang..." "A capital that belongs to us Xiliang people!" "..."
This is obviously a carnival for the people of Xiliang, a carnival for this group of political forces who have been under political pressure for too long.
Even though he cooperated with Dong Zhuo and sent people to play a trick and use the capital move to attract new goals from the Xiliang people, the process made Li Shushi feel like he was in the clouds. Li Shushi once again discovered that perhaps his previous expectations for Dong Zhuo were still a little bit.
Too conservative, this powerful man from the wild land was able to move the hearts of the Xiliang army with a lie that even a child would not believe to onlookers.
With strong personal power and charisma, coupled with powerful and passionate theories (or paintings), if not for the birth of too many heroes in this era, perhaps Dong Zhuojun's tiger claws would be enough to reunite the world, and he himself
He will also become the overlord of the world. It's just a pity... Dong Zhuo, Yuan Shao, and Yuan Shu, this may also be a tripartite confrontation.
But in contrast to the frenzy outside, there was silence in the hall.
A little cherry opens the lips, and two rows of broken jade spray the spring.
After dancing, I watched him secretly through the curtain, not knowing who King Xiang of Chu was.
"You are indeed the most famous and lovely person in the capital in recent years. Even those who live in Xiliang have heard of your name for a long time. Xu Lin's "Wang Xiang Xing" has been produced by our performance.
I'm afraid even he himself would be surprised.
.It's a pity that you are a woman. If you were a man, I believe you can become my Xu Lin. It is a pity that you are not only a woman, but also belong to me physically and mentally. Although I, Dong Zhuo, am a lustful person, I will not steal my friends' wives and concubines.
matter."
Just like a celebration cocktail party or summary meeting after a large-scale event, Dong Zhuo applauded and praised Lai Ying'er who had come behind Li Shushi. If Dong Zhuo hadn't explained it at the end, just the look in Dong Zhuo's eyes now
With a serious look on his face, Li Shushi doubted whether the atmosphere he had finally created would be completely destroyed by Su Xiaololi, who was unhappy with his dominance. After all, Dong Zhuo had been ignoring the civil servants who were still alive until now.
Just when Li Shushi was privately holding on to the smooth little hand of a certain lolita to take advantage of the situation, Dong Zhuo's sharp gaze was directed at the mysterious musician behind him who was wearing a mask that completely covered his face.
"I'm very curious now, who are you?"
Slowly walking towards the mysterious musician, Dong Zhuo slowly stretched out his strong right arm...
PS: Everyone in the world says that the Xiliang Army is strong, but throughout the history from the end of the Han Dynasty to the Three Kingdoms, the only time the Xiliang Army formed a unified political force was when Dong Zhuo was alive. The unruly northwest men actually obeyed a worldly man like Dong Zhuo.
The devil in the mouth, then this devil obviously cannot be a simple chaotic evil, at least it should be a orderly evil to meet its proper identity.
PS2: Today is the tenth anniversary of the second Gulf War. I won’t say anything unnecessary. I guess there are a lot of commemorative comments on the Internet and TV, so I won’t say more. The only thing I want to say is: thank you.
Comrade Pulling the Lamp, if you hadn't appeared in time, George W. Bush's cramped brain would probably have
Do your best to eradicate the Chinese Empire, the leader of the seven evil axis powers. Thank you, Comrade Ledeng. It is precisely because of your timely appearance that when the United States finally came to its senses and implemented the political line it had set, it found itself in a
The strategy is on the verge of collapse, but their enemies have quietly begun sharpening their swords...
PS3: Today is still the day when the Dutch East India Company was established. Like the British company of the same name, this company can be compared with those Christian saints who like to build churches everywhere - maybe they brought some advanced things, but they
Even more things were plundered.
PSV: Today is the day when Tunisia seceded from France, and it is also Tunisia’s National Day. The reason why I want to mention this is mainly because this is the starting point of the “Arab Spring”. The West once optimistically believed that this was a major event for Western democracy.
Victory, but we only saw Zeng
Are the dictators who have been subdued by the West through various means now disappearing on the earth, replaced by the victory of democracy? Maybe yes, but unfortunately the Arabs, who have long lost their spiritual leader, may be their only spiritual support.
The only thing they can do is resist the interference they can see.
If a spiritual leader appears at this time to reunify that world... maybe the situation will become very interesting. Of course, the author may not see this day.
