A little drizzle in the early morning washed away the scorching heat caused by the scorching sun.
The blue sky reveals a hint of coolness.
The grass on the grassland is getting greener and greener, and the eagle in the sky is gradually flying high, crowing loudly, and looking down.
In the vast wilderness, 40,000 elite horsemen galloped forward.
"Brother, the messenger who went to contact us is back." Han Sui, who was in the middle of the army, dressed as a scribe, rode his horse forward, waved his hand and whipped a few times, and came to Ma Teng's side and said.
"Well, how's the situation?" Ma Teng asked in a deep voice while riding his horse into the wind.
"We have all agreed. The Qiang tribe of Beidi Xianling can produce 30,000 tribesmen. The four families of Geng, Jiang, Zhao and Ma in Tianshui have gathered together 20,000 elites, while the Cui and Yang families of Anping can produce 12,000.
Jingqi."
"I have made an appointment with them. In eight days, we will all gather in Didao and watch Fufeng." Han Sui replied without any hesitation.
"Haha, well done. Thank you, dear brother. If Dong Zhuo can be made to give in this time, dear brother, I will be our number one hero in Liangzhou."
Ma Teng excitedly waved the riding crop in his hand and praised loudly.
"Brother, you praise me so much! I can't afford it!"
A trace of passion flashed in Han Sui's eyes, and then he quickly restrained himself, leaving only the depth after restraining.
The city is as deep as Han Sui's. In fact, when he came to Shicheng to form an alliance, he had already made up his mind to hold Ma Teng up in front of the stage, just like he had held up the kingdom, Beigong Boyu, and Li Wenhou.
Nowadays, those powerful people whom he regarded as his lords have all turned into a handful of loess, but he has gone from that little-known nameless boy to the nine-bend Yellow River that now stalks Liangzhou and stops crying.
It is evident from the Korean tradition of acting like this.
As time goes by, time passes.
Eight days passed in a blink of an eye. Ma Teng and Han Sui arrived at Didao with nearly 40,000 troops on time and successfully reunited the Liangzhou soldiers and horses who had been waiting here.
A hundred thousand troops, falsely claiming to be two hundred thousand, marched toward Fufeng, the gateway to the west of Chang'an.
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Chang'an City,
In the palace, with a thud, Dong Zhuo slammed the wine cup in his hand to the ground, and uttered a sentence through gritted teeth.
"Han Sui, Ma Teng, deserve to die, they all deserve to die."
Angry roars resounded both inside and outside.
Down in the lobby, Li Ru was sitting on his knees with a calm expression. Looking at Dong Zhuo, who was doing nothing but roaring and getting angry, the desolation in his heart increased again.
As early as Dong Zhuo had 300,000 Xiliang elite cavalry in his hands, and he was sitting in the precipice of Hulao and the wealth of Luoyang, but he was still frightened by the so-called coalition army composed mostly of new soldiers by the princes, and he was always in panic.
After finally taking measures such as burning Luoyang to the ground, setting off troops to plunder, and digging his own grave, he was already dead.
Because Dong Zhongying, the heroic and heroic northwest owl who accompanied him throughout the world, died, so he should also be buried with him.
What's alive, or what's still moving now, is just a walking corpse named Li Ru.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the fat man who could be regarded as his only friend, the fat man who was the best at planning for himself among the counselors.
"I think he should be ready to retreat by now. As expected, he is better than anyone else in his grasp of people's hearts and his ability to plan for himself.
Zhong Ying, why did you change so quickly? Why did the blood of the owl wolf in your body cool down so early? Otherwise, I would help, there would be 300,000 Xiliang cavalry to help, and that damn fat man. That supreme weapon
Seat, who else could I give it to you?”
Li Ru sighed secretly, the faith in his heart completely turned into ashes, and he became lifeless.
"Wenyou, Wenyou!"
Dong Zhuo suppressed his anger and looked at Li Ru. At this time, he urgently needed Li Ru to give him a little confidence.
There was silence for a while.
There was a dead silence in Li Ru's heart, and even his ears consciously closed off all contact with the outside world.
When Li Jue next to him saw this, he quickly patted him gently and shouted in a low voice: "Strategist, Military Advisor! The Prime Minister is calling you!"
"Um!"
Li Ru came back to his senses and looked at the angry, fat face above him, which was so angry that it was deformed, and remained silent.
But when he saw the Liangzhou generals behind him and to his left and right, who were looking forward to him, he sighed after a long time.
Although Dong Zhuo is no longer what he used to be, the 300,000 Liangzhou cavalry, Li Jue, Guo Si, Xu Rong and other Liangzhou generals were all brought out by him hand in hand, and they followed him wholeheartedly across the world, through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Came here.
Even though he was heartbroken and could no longer worry about anyone or Dong Zhuo, he could not help but worry about them and find a way out for them.
With his mind set, Li Ru secretly sighed in his heart, thinking it was because of the children of Xiliang who had followed him and the owl Dong Zhuo for more than ten years, going through mountains of swords and seas of fire and bloodshed time and time again.
Give them an explanation, and give yourself an explanation.
At that moment, he straightened up and his momentum changed. The terrifying counselor who planned the world and pushed Xiliang step by step, who had no other ideas than to fight and kill, came back.
Li Ru who has unlocked the shackles in his heart is terrifying, especially when Li Ru is determined to die and make a last plan for Dong Zhuo and Xiliang, then he is already invincible.
Li Ru thought about it carefully, and flashes of light flashed in his eyes. After a long while, he spoke to Dong Zhuo and others: "Xiangguo, Liangzhou is the place where we started, so it is not a worry to eliminate the Qiang tribe first.
All the Liangzhou aristocratic families are nothing but local chickens and tile dogs. Han Sui is the only one with weird thoughts and scheming. With him in the middle, and Ma Teng charging into battle for him, we cannot forcefully resist, lest we be attacked by the princes outside the pass.
take advantage of."
Dong Zhuo paid little attention to these. The prosperity of Luoyang not only emptied his ambitions, but also emptied his brain.
In his opinion, it was better for Li Ru to come up with a feasible solution and ask him to arrange people to implement it instead of talking nonsense.
After all, for so many years, Li Ru said everything he said was accurate, and he never suffered any big losses.
"Okay, what Wenyou said is true. But Wenyou, just tell us what we should do."
Dong Zhuo put away his anger, praised him half-understanding, and asked directly.
Li Ru opened his mouth and was about to speak when suddenly Dong Zhuo blocked him with another words: "Forget it, Wen You, I'll leave this matter entirely to you. You can do whatever you want, Xiliang generals."
I will cooperate with you. I’m tired, so I’ll go back and rest first.”
After finishing speaking, Dong Zhuo stood up with the help of two maids around him and staggered out.
"Promise, don't worry, Prime Minister, Ru will handle this matter properly!"
Li Ru watched Dong Zhuo leave with an indifferent expression, and his heart became even colder, like the cold winter.
After a long while, I adjusted my mood and began to make arrangements indifferently.
