She hesitated for a moment and then said to herself with a miserable expression, "After the Battle of Hulukou, you ordered him to lead the cavalry to reinforce Yang Yuanzan. I was very worried about the safety of this one-track mind. So behind your back, I successfully convinced father who had the same worries. I planned to help him enter one of the two Iron Cavalry of the King's Tent and become the main general of the Yelu Heavy Cavalry. But in the end, when father's operation had taken shape, that bastard Yelu Chucai would not agree no matter what. He said that if I forcefully moved him away from brother-in-law, he would run away from home. He might as well take off his armor and go to the Jianghu of the Central Plains by himself.
Dong Zhuo clenched his fists. "I only know about this now."
Dong Zhuo looked into the distance. "But if I had known earlier, and if Yelu Chucai had agreed, I definitely wouldn't have stopped him. But if he didn't want to leave, I wouldn't have persuaded him."
Dong Zhuo continued, "The men of my Dong Army are the most sought after soldiers in the entire grassland. No one is worried about their future. As long as they want to move, they will at least be promoted by one rank. However, after so many years of bitter battles, only a few outsiders have tried to join the Dong Clan's army, taking pride in being a soldier of the Dong Clan's army. No one has ever chosen to leave this army … "
Dong Zhuo suddenly smiled and corrected himself. "I was wrong. In fact, there are a lot of people! Just like my brother-in-law, who died in battle. "
The men of the Dong Family rode on swords and spears, dying on the back of the horse. Don't cry your heart out. Don't let your children be Dong Family's men!
She suddenly walked towards him and hammered his chest. In the end, Dong Zhuo, who had thick skin and iron armor, didn't feel anything. Her fist was instantly red and swollen.
After that, she didn't cry or make a fuss. She took a deep breath and said softly, "Don't die in Huaiyang Pass. Don't die in Beiju City. If you really want to die, die in the South Sea of the Central Plains, which is the furthest from the grassland. That way, I won't be upset."
Dong Zhuo grinned. "Okay!"
She turned and left. "I'm going back to Norland. You don't have to send me off."
Perhaps it was the same as the little girl, Tao Manwu, who had once said at a young age, "I only regret not being a man. Otherwise, I would definitely be a Marquis of ten thousand households." This Northern Mang Commandery Princess, who had made the Northern Mang Empress laugh to her heart's content with these words, did not dare to cry in front of her.
After she walked away alone, Diwu Fox said worriedly, "Why do you insist on gnawing on Huaiyang Pass, such a tough bone without any meat? Isn't it better to leave it to Murong Baoding? "
................. His Majesty's left......... if His Majesty......... to. His...... to.................. After all, the men of the grassland were not aquatic plants that grew every spring. They would grow again and again after being cut. Now that the grassland has lost its vitality, if Norland continues to push its luck, I'm afraid there will be internal strife. Even the gods can't fix such a big mess. When the time comes, I, Dong Zhuo, will be the one to suffer. The Beiliang Frontier Army will reap the benefits and make a great contribution. "
Dong Zhuo looked to the south. He was looking at Hutou City, which had been destroyed by him. Further south was Huaiyang Pass, which had a natural advantage. It was funny. The grassland army of millions had been fighting with the Northern Liang for twenty years. When Old Tu was still alive, the number of times the border army of the Southern Dynasty had seen Hutou City could be counted on one hand. It was not until Xu Xiao's death that Dong Zhuo finally grasped power. Northern Mang's horse hooves had stepped on the ground to the south, but they had only advanced a little. But now, the ten thousand light cavalry of Beiliang's Yu Luan Saber Division had followed the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry in the early years and once again entered the hinterland of the Southern Dynasty.
Dong Zhuo pointed to the south and said to his wife, "In the Huaiyang Pass, there is a fatso who is fatter than me. It is said that the Liyang imperial court has always claimed that the battle between me and fatso Chu was over. This Tu's adopted son said some rebellious words, saying that the world's cavalry was only divided into the Xu family's Iron Cavalry and all the other cavalry forces. In fact, the truth was not like that. It was just that the Beiliang Frontier Army was so conceited that they gladly accepted the Liyang civil officials' slander and took it as a compliment. "
Dong Zhuo did not retract his arm and kept pointing to the south. With a gloomy smile, he slowly said, "Chu Lushan did say some words at that time. I remember that guy was sitting high on the horse and pointed the tip of his iron spear at me. He laughed and said, 'I heard that you are called Dong Zhuo? My adoptive father had some concerns and could not use his full strength. Therefore, Chen Zhibao and Yuan Zuozong were too lazy to play with you. I, Chu Lushan, had nothing to do and came to fight with you. Otherwise, with your little ability and your lousy troops … '"
Dong Zhuo did not speak for a long time.
The Fifth Fox curiously asked, "What happened next?"
Dong Zhuo retracted his hand and said resentfully, "Then, I was seriously injured and fainted."
Dong Zhuo seemed to feel a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and made a face at the little girl Tao Manwu.
The little girl, whose face was full of tears, clenched Dong Zhuo's wrist tightly. She was not amused. Instead, she was about to cry.
The little girl looked up and choked with sobs, "Uncle Dong, don't die!"
In the mind of this child with a rough life, she was like a jinx who always killed the people closest to her, from her father Tao Qianzhi to Yelu Chucai. Who would be next?
So she was very scared.
Dong Zhuo squatted down and stretched out his big hand that was full of calluses and used to wiping the tears of the little girl, "Little Manwu, don't cry. Bad people like Uncle Dong have the longest life. Even the King of Hell is not willing to accept them."
Hearing this, the little girl's tears flowed down even more.
Because in her mind, Uncle Dong had always been the second best person in the world, after her father.
And the guy who was once regarded as the best person in the world could only be quietly lowered to the second.
Dong Zhuo did not know how to persuade her, so he let her sit on his shoulder. After standing up, they looked to the south together. Dong Zhuo said softly, "Don't worry, Uncle Dong will take you to see him for the last time."
Tao Manwu put her little head on Dong Zhuo's big head.
Dong Zhuo asked softly, "Little Manwu, how do you hum that ballad? Uncle Dong always can't remember the words. Your little uncle used to sing it in front of me, but he sang it very badly. Little Manwu, why don't you teach him one last time? "
The little girl gave a heavy hum, but there were too many tears and too much crying. She did not speak immediately.
Dong Zhuo was not in a hurry. For no reason, he remembered a passage of scripture. This Beimang general who killed people like scything flax put his palms together, bowed his head and recited piously, "Convert to Buddha and not suffer from all the sufferings of reincarnation. Convert to Dharma and enjoy the blessings of three lives. Convert to a monk and not fall into the evil path of reincarnation … "
At the same time, Tao Manwu's tender voice also sounded lightly above Dong Zhuo's head.
The grass grows next year, the geese go and come back. The spring breeze blows this year, will the young master return? The green grass on the green flagstone, the man in green on the green flagstone bridge, humming the tune of Jinling.
Whose daughter bows her head and smiles?
The yellow leaves fall this year, year after year. The autumn wind rises next year, will the wife be there? The yellow flowers in the Yellow River flow yellow, the yellow flowers in the Yellow River city fluttering yellow butterflies.
Whose son's sword is in the sheath?
— —
The sword is still in the sheath.
The young master has not returned.
For many people who were still alive on both sides of Liang Mang, this was the case.
However, perhaps in the eyes of the Central Plains, the three kings rebelled together. Their war seemed to come for no reason. It was just those Beiliang barbarians and Beimang barbarians. The deaths there were justified and justified.
On the yellow sand of the Longyan Plain, the fat man who was still carrying Little Manwu on his back put down his palms and said in a low voice, "Chu Lushan, since you want to die, then I will generously accept your three hundred pounds of meat!"
— —
The Huaiyang Pass, which controlled the main road to the south, was divided into inner and outer cities. The overall terrain increased toward the south, especially the inner city, which was built on the cliff and the city walls were made of stone. When Beiliang built Hutou City, the most magnificent city outside the Northwest Pass, most of the stones were taken from the Canglang Mountain in Lingzhou. Later, they found that there were still thirty to forty percent of the huge stones left, so they moved them all to Huaiyang Pass, which was far from its current scale at that time. After more than ten years of continuous reinforcement and accumulation, a large number of weapons and provisions were stockpiled. As long as the outer city was not lost, there was no need to worry about the water source. Huaiyang Pass was less strategic than Hutou City and harder to break through. In fact, it was more difficult than Hutou City, which was the first city at the border of Liyang before North Resisting City was built.
Therefore, when Chu Lushan insisted on building the Protectorate Office in Huaiyang Pass, which was far away from Liangzhou City, Hsu Fengnian did not have much objection.
But after the shattered Hutou City lost its defensive significance, Hsu Fengnian and Mount Qingliangshan both requested that Chu Lushan retreat to North Resisting City, but Chu Lushan still insisted on defending Huaiyang Pass to the death.
It was hard to imagine that this valiant general who had led more than one thousand cavalry to conquer Shu, who had led more than eight thousand Yeluohe cavalry, had maintained a low official rank after taking root in Beiliang without any complaints, wholeheartedly living a life of luxury and extravagance. He claimed that he liked fine wine, beautiful women, gorgeous clothes, great horses, famous cards, strange flowers, and luxurious travel.
After he became the Protector-General of Beiliang, he suddenly changed his position and remained motionless outside the barren and desolate pass.
Perhaps after the death of Old Man Xu Xiao, there was no one in the world who could truly see through this treacherous and evil fatty.
On a tower in the inner city of Huaiyang Pass, a fat man as fat as a small mountain rested his hands on a quiver of arrows, saying nothing.
He had enemies all over the world, but he had no friends.
He rubbed his neck and said with a smile, "What a great head."
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