Chapter 97 This retreat! Dong Zhuo is no more!
February of the first year of Chuping.
The eighteen princes (Ma Teng is in Xiliang and Sun Jian is dead) gathered in front of the tiger prison to look at the eastern capital Luoyang.
After more than a month of confrontation between the two sides, Dong Zhuo led 30,000 troops and tens of thousands of elite troops from Lu Bu returned to Luoyang, Hulao Pass as the main general, Xu Rong as the deputy general, and an army of 80,000 guarded the Xiong Pass to resist the princes of Guandong.
Luoyang!
In the mansion, Dong Zhuo, who was sitting in a deep state, held the bamboo slips tightly with his hands, his eyes with a pair of horizontal eyebrows and angry, and finally he shook the crucial battle report in his hand fiercely.
"Haha~ OK, everyone in the world has rebelled, and I have rebelled!"
On the left side of the lobby is Lu Bu, who is holding a square painting halberd, and on the right side is his confidant Li Ru.
Dong Zhuo's seemingly heart-warming behavior made Lu Bu feel disgusted. Dong Zhuo had already begun to fear him. Although he had not yet divided his military power, he was probably not far away.
"Lord, Bai Bo's army is eyeing it, the direction of Jingzhou is unclear, the allied forces outside the pass are extremely powerful, and the power of Ma Teng in Xiliang is expanded later."
Who would have thought that Dong Zhuo, the prime minister who took a desperate venture to enter Luoyang in August last year, had been a rebel who was called to beat the court in a desperate situation.
How many people in the world can withstand this kind of difference in different places and this sudden turn of things?
"Enough!"
Dong Zhuo roared angrily, and his eyes were filled with bloodshots that had not been rested due to difficulties, staring at Li Ru and Lu Bu.
"What did our family do? Is our family usurped the rebellion? Or did our family break up and become king! Why do people in the world want to rebel against me!"
Dong Zhuo, unwilling to give in, roared, then pointed at Li Ru and shouted: "Wenyou, you have always been wise. Now that I am a dragon stranded in the beach and a tiger falling into the sun, what should I do?"
Faced with Dong Zhuo's voice, he asked with three points of questioning, three points of sadness and four points of madness.
In just a few months, Dong Zhuo, who was once full of enthusiasm, underwent earth-shaking changes, and there was also Li Ru, a scholar in Qing-clad underneath who was once full of confidence.
Now that the temples are covered with gray hair, the once confident smile can no longer be seen, and now Li Ru seems to always look sad.
"The lord recently has many nursery rhymes in the city, saying that there is a Han in the east and a Han in the west. Only when the deer walks into Chang'an will it be difficult."
Dong Zhuo was silent, and Lu Bu below also lowered his head. He really dared not talk about such a thing as breaking the sky.
‘The Han in the west’ should refer to Emperor Gaozu’s resurrection in Chang’an, and ‘The Han in the east’ should refer to Guangwu’s resurrection in Luoyang. Based on this, it is speculated that if Dong Zhuo moved the capital to Chang’an, he would definitely be able to restore the Han Dynasty and unify the world!
The so-called "deer" in nursery rhymes is even more interesting. "Competitioning for the Central Plains", what does the deer refer to? Of course, it is the world, the emperor.
Hoho~
Dong Zhuo, who was thrusting his mouth and making a hoarse smile, looked at Li Ru, and laughed wildly, pointing at Li Ru and laughing: "Wenyou, you admit defeat, you admit defeat!"
The madness in his eyes became desperate at some point. When he heard that he was the most trustworthy think tank, Li Ru, who was once the most proud to plan to win Luoyang for five thousand Xiliang Hu Ben, actually gave up and Dong Zhuo's final reliance disappeared.
Li Ru, who was about the same age as Lu Bu, had a somewhat haggard appearance and a little older.
Li Ru lowered his head tremblingly, and two lines of humiliating tears flowed down the corners of his eyes when everyone could not see it.
"Lord, we are defeated!"
The four words "We are defeated" caused Dong Zhuo's grand plan to collapse.
"It is not defeated by the princes, nor by the skills of the prime minister, nor by the time and time. The right place is actually defeated by the hearts of the people! Lord, we underestimate the ambitions of the people in the world!"
Li Ru, who lowered her head, said everything hoarsely, and after hearing the words, Dong Zhuo's eyes were filled with dust as if they had lost their luster, like a walking corpse.
Haha ~
After a long time, Dong Zhuo suddenly laughed like a person who was fine, and even held the steel beard on his chin and said with a laugh: "The only princes of Kanto and a group of white wave thieves scared Wen You so much. It's really boring and boring."
"The Jingzhao Yin Gaixun and the left general Huangfu Song who marched into Chang'an came to Luoyang."
Dong Zhuo, who was laughing boldly, seemed to say something insignificant, and then waved to Lu Bu and said, "Feng Xianru will be a preparatory army soon, and he will need Feng Xian to fight against the rebels in the future."
"I will obey the order."
The moment Lu Bu raised his fists and took the order, he saw a pair of relaxed and smiling eyes, but there was an indulgent light in the depths of his eyes.
This kind of look is very similar to a person! The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, Yang Guang! The Yang Guang, who experienced the disastrous defeat in Goryeo and the world was turbulent.
The extremely similar pair of eyes are the same kind of relaxed and casual indulgent.
With a slap, Lu Bu lowered his head and was secretly shocked. Dong Zhuo gave in and gave in, and his fighting spirit also dissipated at this moment.
Under Dong Zhuo's military order, Li Ru's shoulders trembled, but then raised her head and her haggard cheeks to open her mouth and say something, but in the end she found that she could not stop the current trend.
"The prime minister is wise."
In the end, Li Ru bowed with a dull look on his face, and the two lost their fighting spirit and the fighting spirit to compete with the people of the world.
Nursery Rhyme! This nursery rhyme was deliberately spread by those ambitious people, and it is also the spread of ambitious people.
Now that Dong Zhuo's coalition forces of the Eastern Princes have been invaded, the Baibo thieves are eyeing each other and wanting to cut off their way, and the Jingzhou army is ready to move. Even the Western Liang Ma Teng in the rear is recruiting troops in response to the vassal of Dong Zhuo's righteousness.
In a word, Dong Zhuo is now an enemy of the world!
This nursery rhyme is now spreading in Luoyang, which is obviously a deliberate way for someone to spread it, and it also secretly fuels countless people.
This is to make him Dong Zhuo bear the bad reputation so that their ambitions can succeed.
Dong Zhuo waved his hand to signal them to go down with a tired smile. Lu Bu clasped his fists and then turned around and left. Li Ru slowly turned around when he walked to the threshold.
"Lord! When this retreat, the Han Dynasty sets in the west and there is no other scene in the past. The swords and swords are rising everywhere. The lord retreats to Chang'an and still remains in power."
Li Ru's low and pertinent comfort in return was Dong Zhuo's casual laughter.
As the last figure left, Dong Zhuo's casual smile gradually became ferocious and randomly crazy, and he even stood up to look at the arrangement in the lobby.
The thick palms and powerful legs were shattered wildly, and the bamboo slips that he once couldn't let go of were also various memorials that showed his status from all over the world.
"Haha~ I'm so sad that I'm a tyrant. When I retreat, I'm going to be a bad reputation for all ages. I'm really a thief of the great man, haha~"
Dong Zhuo laughed wildly and laughed loudly, leaving two lines of tears, "This retreat! Those who have great ambitions are traitors and traitors! Those who have evil intentions are heroes (princes) of the times."
After venting in a mess, Dong Zhuo was lying on the ground for no reason. It was not until the setting sun that the rough figure slowly stood up.
"Here are you here! I throw all these messy things out for me. What's this? How could I be so shabby as a prime minister in the dynasty?"
In the afterglow of the sunset, the rough and majestic figure stood outside the house and shouted at the servants around him, and even pointed and stroked.
"Get out and put out all the agate and pearls and treasures in my treasure house. How could I be so shabby in the prime minister of the dynasty?"
"It's not enough to go to the palace to pick up the calligraphy and paintings, and treasures."
At this time, Dong Zhuo seemed to have changed his body, strides around the mansion, and he doesn't like him wherever he goes.
"There is also this pond, where I raise rare beasts and beams and pillars, and the paint is almost gone, so I will clean it again."
"By the way, I'm also myself."
Dong Zhuo in the mansion stretched out his hand and pulled down his official uniform like disgust and threw it away. He shouted at the trembling servants on both sides and said, "Prepare new ones for me, remember that if you throw them away as long as you have old ones in the future, how can the prime minister of the current dynasty wear old things?"
After a busy period, Dong Zhuo replied panting and panting, the servants in the mansion finally breathed a sigh of relief, but at this time Dong Zhuo's roar sounded again.
Chapter completed!