Dong Zhuo used thunderous power in the court to directly force Liu Bian to issue an edict!
For a time, the whole of Luoyang fell into a panic situation. All the dignitaries hurriedly went home to pack their bags and asked their wives and children to leave Luoyang City as soon as possible. Unfortunately, Dong Zhuo's minions had already spread all over the homes of every official in Luoyang City. They could pack up! But it was difficult to get out of the city!
Cai Yong was speechless. He was fine when he went to the court, but when he returned home, no one was there.
"Father, Cao Zixiu sent someone to pick me up, don't miss me! He said someone will pick you up in three days. You must go with his people then, don't hesitate."
Looking at Cai Wenji's handwriting, Cai Yong had mixed feelings. This careless child ran away again. Cai Yong was angry last time and put Cai Wenji in confinement for a month. Now he ran away with Cao Zixiu's people openly and wanted to curse.
But I don’t know who to scold. Cao Ang took the lead in rescuing his daughter. This was an opportunity that the whole city of Luoyang wanted to escape from. Moreover, he said that he would be rescued in three days. Where could he find such a good son-in-law? Forget it, still.
Call Dong Zhuo a bastard..."Sir! Where is your family?"
The soldiers following Cai Yong were also surprised that Cai's mansion was empty. Cai Wenji's reputation as a talented woman had already been well-known in Luoyang. There was an endless stream of dignitaries coming to propose marriage, and everyone in Luoyang knew it. But today, the mansion was very quiet.
To be honest, since Cai Yong was reading the handwriting with his back turned to him, he didn't notice it.81Zw.????m
"Well, the child went back to her hometown to visit her mother's grave a few days ago. She may have to come back after a while."
Following Cai Yong's answer, the soldiers did not doubt that the order was issued today, and she left a few days ago. Besides, her daughter is a lady, so it is impossible for her to run away from home.
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"Then, sir, please hurry up and pack up. There are a lot of things that need to be packed up to move the capital, so don't waste time. We will set off in three days."
"good….…."
There are not many situations like the one dealing with Cai Yong. From now on, shouts and cries for help in Luoyang City have begun to ring through the palaces and temples, the treasuries of various dignitaries, and major business places have been surrounded by Dong Zhuo's army.
Some of the better ones took the initiative to give away money, while some who wanted to resist were directly slaughtered by the army.
In just two days, the entire city of Luoyang was filled with the strong smell of blood and billowing black smoke from looting and looting of homes.
In order to protect his wealth and life, Dong Zhuo guarded nearly a hundred people before and after traveling every day. The guards were layer-by-layer, watertight, and outsiders had no chance to approach. Dong Zhuo's name was like a ghost in Luoyang City!
The city of Luoyang was tightly sealed, not even a fly could fly out, news was completely blocked, and the people in the entire city screamed at the sky and the earth!
At this time, Yuan Shao's army was still waiting for the allied forces to converge and slowly advanced towards Luoyang.
"Since the princes are eyeing this piece of fat in their hands and simply give up, leaving a ruined city behind, wouldn't it be nice for me to stay away from Chang'an and enjoy myself?"
When he said this, Dong Zhuo glanced at Liu Bian intentionally or unintentionally, but Liu Bian hesitated and did not dare to speak. He closed his eyes tightly but did not dare to let tears flow out.
"Send my order! Burn Luoyang! The entire army marches out..."
As Dong Zhuo's order was issued, a large number of buildings in Luoyang City and within a radius of 200 miles were all ablaze, leaving no intact house.
The prosperous capital city in the past was in the blazing light, shining on Dong Zhuo's army as he headed west.
Black smoke towered into the sky in Luoyang City, filling most of the sky. The howls and screams drowned out the sound of the fire. Bodies were randomly thrown aside everywhere. Countless old people who could not find their relatives were burned alive in the sea of fire.
Death, countless helpless children lying on the corpses can only lie on the bodies of their dead relatives in search of the last trace of warmth. Situations like this are common in the city. It is a hell on earth that people cannot bear to look at!
The people who followed the Han Emperor to move the capital also cried loudly, making those who were nostalgic heartbroken.
The entire city of Luoyang became devastated under Dong Zhuo's wanton destruction. The city was almost no longer a city, but only ruins.
"Drive...drive...drive...put out the fire quickly! Go to the palace first!"
Half a day after Dong Zhuojun left, Cao Cao, Zhang Miao, and Bao Xin took the lead in arriving outside Luoyang City.
Looking at the scene in front of them, the eyes of the three people were filled with bloodshot eyes!
"Thief Dong! You are not a son of man!"
With the participation of Cao Cao and others, Zhang Miao directly dug the moat, and thousands of soldiers joined in, so that the burning of Luoyang City would not be as tragic as in later generations!
"Go to the warehouse first and move out the things inside! The rest of you, hurry up and put out the fire!"
Cao Cao led his troops directly into the palace in the city, and found the palace warehouse with ease. The things inside were much more important than money!
Dong Zhuojun, who only cares about money, really only took away various treasures and decorations. Although various books were scattered everywhere, they were quite comprehensive. Cao Cao controlled the fire around the warehouse and sent troops to seal it off to prevent minor damage.
"Quickly go to the North Palace to put out the fire! Come and follow me into the warehouse to check! Hey? Why are there so many soldiers? Go and ask who their subordinates are?"
Before Cao Cao could leave the warehouse, he heard someone leading his troops outside.
Cao Cao adjusted his leader and squinted his eyes. Someone is actually coming to Luoyang at this time?
What Cao Cao remembered most clearly was Cao Ang's repeated warnings in his ear, telling him over and over again to reach Luoyang first. If there was a serious situation in Luoyang, he would first save a place like the Library Pavilion. How could he save these things?
, which is equivalent to retaining the support of literati all over the world.
For his mysterious son, Cao Cao has long been accustomed to this guy's foresight. The big situation Cao Ang mentioned is indeed a bit outrageous! Dong Zhuo did something like burning Luoyang. This is not just a simple killing of a few people.
As an individual, this Diao Mao wants to be the enemy of the whole world!
The whole world was not as valuable as the books in the warehouse. At that time, Cao Cao was still unmoved, but at this moment he understood what Cao Ang meant.
These books are not only the bottom line of the world's literati, but also the treasures of mankind!
Hundreds of years of historical ancient books are in this room. The importance of these books has an incomparable status for the entire human process!
But who is the person outside the door?
As Cao Cao opened the door with a puzzled expression, the people who happened to enter the courtyard were also stunned on the spot.
"Meng De?"
"Bo Fu?"
The two of them were stunned outside the warehouse.
"What? The Dong thief kidnapped His Majesty and moved the capital to Chang'an? Luoyang was burned by that thief?"
Yuan Shao, who was still halfway there, only received the news that Zhang Miao had sent back his soldiers on the afternoon of the second day. The whole camp was in an uproar and said, "Speed up! Two cavalrymen rushed to Luoyang to put out the fire, and the others were waiting to lead their own troops!"
In just one stick of incense, a large number of cavalry roared away from the main camp. The princes of each camp also began to speed up to Luoyang with their own teams. It took only two sticks of incense to separate hundreds of thousands of people.