"Dare not? I have no qualms about using the Qiang to control the Han people, so why don't I dare?" Dong Zhuo's eyes flashed with realization: "What I can't get, the heroes of Guandong can't even think of it. Yu Jian will completely destroy it... burn Luoyang."
"The military advisor is right. The world has been affected by the Han wind for a long time. If Luoyang is not burned, Liu Bei's son might really be able to take advantage of the situation and become a dragon. Burning Luoyang will cause him to lose his goal. Liu Yan is preparing to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight in Yizhou.
, the Kwantung Allied Forces, which has internal conflicts, these people themselves will start a fight..."
Dong Zhuo's tone paused and his mind froze... Someone seemed to have thought of it too.
His eyes fell on the center of the hall, and a scene flashed in his memory.
Two years ago, at the gathering of heroes here, the young man made some remarks about the debate on the foundation of Huayi. At that time, he instinctively rejected it. Although he regretted it, he did not regret it. It would be the same again if he did it again.
But those sincere and meaningful eyes... Now that I think about Shenhan, it turns out that Liu Bei had already predicted it at that time?
"His words...are they both a generous choice and a death prophecy of warning?"
Dong Zhuo whispered to himself, his face flushed, and a sense of anger and humiliation welled up in Liu Da'er, "Who do you think you are?"
Is your true destiny the right one to act on behalf of God?
"The Grand Master is wise. Only by breaking the cauldron and destroying the entanglement of the Han Dynasty along with the Han Dynasty itself can our Xiliang army gain a chance... Then I will go and pass the order... Grand Master? Grand Master?"
Only then did Dong Zhuo come back to his senses from his anger, wiped away the last trace of pity, and nodded with cold eyes: "Go ahead and be thorough."
A moment later, an urgent order was sent from the Taishi Mansion. Through the Taoist priest system, the order was given to speed up the forced relocation.
Fuchu Lounge
Several Taoists suddenly looked at the dark sky at the same time, silently holding their breath and taking a closer look.
A real man suddenly smiled: "Dong Zhuo, your luck has fallen."
"It has indeed turned dark, and the people's morale has been completely lost. The only support is the military morale of the Xiliang Army. There is only a trace of purple Qi left... and this is also declining rapidly."
The real person from before smiled and nodded: "This person was rejected by the feudal system, and even the clan was incompatible with him, so he had no choice but to turn to the dark side of Tutian Dao. Everything is just as the teacher planned."
"In this way, our guidance mission in Luoyang has been completed, and we can concentrate our efforts on dealing with Liu Bei..." A real person said, frowning and shaking his head: "Once the new Son of Destiny is formed, it will be difficult to deal with the addition of Destiny, you must know
Two hundred years ago, Liu Xiu was still lacking in spiritual energy, but now that his spiritual energy is abundant, it is even more troublesome..."
"Why didn't Master take action?" Some people wondered.
Several real people looked at each other: "There seems to be something lingering and watching in the wilderness near Julu... Could it be that Saint Xiatu intervened? Didn't we have a tacit understanding through previous contact with the residual body of Scarlet Xiao Immortal?"
"This is not what you and I can guess. If the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up... Don't worry, there will be news soon about the decisive battle between Hanzhong and Tianyi Zhengwei Alliance. Digong and Renggong, the two real Yangshen, will be able to escape soon.
Go north."
"Even if Liu Bei is blessed with destiny, as long as he does not ascend the throne in Luoyang to worship heaven, he is still not immune to the assassination of Yang Shen Zhenren."
The next day, with golden and red morning light and dewdrops hanging on the eaves of the military camp, various armies rushed to various neighborhoods in Luoyang City. Under the command of mid-level and high-level generals, they monitored and suppressed, resolutely banned volunteer societies, and maintained the order of migration with direct force.
This gave rise to large-scale serial resistance.
"We are all on guard against this move. It is better not to force someone to jump over the wall." Many people thought and took advantage of the chaos to stir up their thoughts, while some people's eyes became more focused.
The times are poor and the festival is coming
The successive relocations over the past few days have made the people have pessimistic expectations. However, there was some order in the previous relocations. The districts were selected by drawing lots to move one by one. However, at this time, the sudden emergency relocation order was issued, and all districts launched the relocation together. No arrangements were made.
No, the huge city suddenly became filled with panic.
"What's going on?"
"Isn't it our turn in four or five days?"
"What happened?"
The general leading the team impatiently ordered: "This is an order from above. You ask me, how do I know? It must be before noon..."
"This, why is this so urgent..."
The sounds of prayers and cries seemed weak amidst the threats and shouts. In the corners of each street, there were rangers resisting with swords and bows. There were assassinations everywhere. The sounds of emergency troop deployments on the streets, and the sound of crossbows and arrows were fired one after another... The sound was boiling.
This morning, it gathered into a chaotic symphony like the end of the world.
No matter how angry and unorganized the temporary resistance was, it was quickly suppressed by the military and Taoist group suppression.
But the middle and high-level generals in the Xiliang Army were not happy. They already knew that Hulao Pass was destroyed, and a shadow fell on their hearts: "We were urged to do this early in the morning. The situation is so urgent..."
"What did the Grand Master think? Aren't you afraid of... riots?" Some people were secretly shocked by the unusual silence of the relocated people. This brewing meaning chilled people's hearts: "Normally, shouldn't we swallow our silence under the military power?
?What gives these untouchables the courage?”
"I'm afraid... By the way, what's going on at Hulao Pass now?"
"In the early morning, there were still scouts coming into the city to report that they were safe...wait a minute, look what that is."
On the southwest horizon, a long continuous beacon fire dragon is arriving as expected... Anyone with a little knowledge will understand what this means, both friend and foe.
"Liu Shijun, we have entered the customs" shouted like a huge stone thrown into a pond, causing water splashes all over the sky and endless waves.
On a carriage heading to the Grand Master's Mansion in the distance, Zhu Jun silently watched the beacon fire with mixed emotions - he was happy that Luoyang was saved, but also secretly worried about Liu Bei's strength.
"I met this man in Hebei a few years ago when we were wiping out the rogue bandits. At that time, it was nothing. I didn't want the situation to turn into a bad situation... Is this really a real dragon diving deep?" Zhu Jun said with a sigh.
The confidant did not dare to respond and continued to report in a low voice in the car: "The number of escaped households in Luoyang has increased significantly in recent days, especially the wealthy households in the city... In the morning, I began to secretly hear that Dong Zhuo was going to arrest the wealthy households in Luoyang. Basically, they all wanted to escape. In the end,
Chai also sent his legitimate son and daughter out of the city, and I heard that he was in contact with that Mrs. Silver Moon..."
Zhu Jun nodded and signaled to skip this detail, and then listened to him continue: "It is secretly rumored that the Taishi Mansion has recently discovered that many Chinese charity societies are secretly organized voluntarily by the people..."
"Yishe?"
Zhu Jun was startled and felt something strange. He asked a few questions but couldn't get the point. He continued to report like this until the gate of the Grand Master's Mansion came into view.
The visit was impromptu, so Fu Cheng welcomed him in. It wasn't until he got close to the study and penetrated the soundproof membrane that he heard a crackling sound, interspersed with Dong Zhuo's angry roar: "...and those evil rats down there, too.
"Kill them all"
"Don't worry, Grand Master, some unusual movements have been captured and will be available soon..."
When Zhu Jun heard this, he felt a chill in his heart.
South of the city, the official road in front of the secret village
A tall old man in rich attire rode on a horse and came with a small group of soldiers. Just as he was giving orders to restrain his troops, he suddenly saw the continuous fire coming, and he was shocked: "That side is not..."
The coalition forces broke through the pass? That was Hulao Pass. How could it be so fast... Can Cao Cao and Sun Jian let Liu Bei in?
Liu Biao was secretly frightened, feeling that a big change was about to happen, but he quickly gathered his concentration and led the team towards Zhuangzi.
As soon as he arrived at Zhuangzi, Liu Biao couldn't help but change his expression.
Although the village entrance has been cleaned up, the traces of the battlefield cannot be concealed, but it seems to be very clean, and the last few corpses are digging holes.
On the corpse, not to mention the weapons and armor, even the military uniforms were stripped off... This is Liu Beijun's consistent style. After the Northern Army Infantry Battalion and Shesheng Battalion rebelled against the puppet emperor's court, they hid everywhere and suffered from the pressure of encirclement and suppression.
The following people are also affected by this trend.
A general rode by and looked back with a smile: "I'm here to recruit old troops. Will Jing Sheng go with you?"
"I'm going with you, Wenyuan, do you still have any old troops hidden?" Liu Biao was very puzzled. If he did, he wouldn't have been hiding like a mouse for half a year.
"It's not me, it's my lord. Does Jing Sheng still remember the escape from famine in Hebei two years ago? My envoy begged the Queen Mother to build a refugee camp and implement rotational training in the fields. When the camp was broken up..." Jiang Chen said calmly, although he had no feelings for Xituu.
, but such an army always makes the general like it, and he couldn't help but smile: "Aren't these the natural old troops? How could we hide in Luoyang for so long if we didn't rely on them to cover up?"
"Xuan Degong has really been preparing for too long." Liu Biao said with a strange expression after hearing this.
This can simply be described as deliberate. At that time, the struggle between the foreign relatives and the Shi Changshi was fierce, and the princes were busy trying to cling to them. Who would have the mentality to deal with these refugees who are about to die?
Even if you know that the kindness of this meal will be repaid ten times and a hundred times, the multiplication of this meal by 300,000 hungry people is not a small number. In the year of disaster, the national treasury has no food, and the person in charge, Deyan, begs for food from various high-ranking households, and
How many people are willing to be embarrassed like this?
However, Jiang Chen knew the truth and did not agree with this deliberate statement. He briefly talked about his feelings when he encountered the wave of refugees when he went south from Youzhou: "...the little granddaughter of the village elder was adopted as an adopted daughter by the lord, and Mrs. Ling
He raised her and told her to choose a son to inherit her mother's surname after she gets married, so that the righteous descendants will not have any successors."
This kind of thing does not make much sense to people on earth. Liu Biao nodded in agreement when he heard it: "Raising the daughter of a righteous man to preserve the bloodline, and choosing a son to adopt and preserve as a sacrifice, this is how it should be. But the eldest daughter should not give it lightly. With Xuande's present
With this status, there is still some..."
"My lord-in-law has a saying, don't do good deeds because they are small, and don't do evil because it is small." Diao Chan said lightly: "Sir, many things happen from the beginning. I didn't think of using this to prepare at the beginning. Everything is just
The refugee camps were gradually improved and formed in response to the situation."
She paused slightly as she spoke, and glanced at the old man in rich clothes under his cloak: "At that time, I was begging for old rice and old clothes everywhere, and everyone in the court laughed at my lord for being a beggar, and a shoemaker and shoemaker from a lowly background... Now...
The situation in the whole dynasty is full of dispersion, and everyone is under the control of Dong's thieves. I wonder who is laughing?"
Liu Biao was speechless, Yin's face turned red... He was also the one who sneered at this.
"I'm not as good as Mr. Xuande." The old man quickly changed his mind, laughed loudly, and glanced at the distance: "Since it is destiny to rejuvenate the Han Dynasty, and I hold the whip in front of the horse for Mr. Xuande, what's the point?
No?"
Jiang Chen nodded without comment, thinking that it was only now that he showed some intention of surrender. As his lord said, none of the princes in troubled times had any good faults...
It's a pity that the lord took advantage of his power and suppressed him to death. This so-called famous family member would be trapped in shallow water without Jingzhou. At this time, he was even more desperate. How could he not accept it?
"Send the order, raise the lord's flag." After Jiang Chen thought about it, he looked at the torrent of people migrating in the distance. All distracting thoughts disappeared. People can't live without a leader. Raising the flag openly in Luoyang is the only way to unite the riot.
He will definitely be counterattacked by the Dong thief with all his might.
But this is the price that must be paid.
"Yes." All the soldiers, including Diao Chan, heard this cold and narrow-death order and responded loudly.