For a Prosperous World

North of Luoshui, a towering city. The houses that can not be seen endlessly are scattered, and far away, a palace is located high in the city, and between the roof tiles, there are stars and moons.

Dong Zhuo rode on a horse, looking at the palace, and a man beside him stood on a horse.

The voices around were noisy, mostly screaming, and murmuring.

On the main road, the crowds crowded together and marched slowly, almost blocking the road.

The soldiers carrying the swordsmen rushed around the people in cloth and carrying backpacks, and were walking towards the city.

"Hurry up!" The soldier shouted loudly at the people standing beside the road.

Some of the people raised their heads to look at the soldiers, but when they saw the long sword in the hands of the soldiers, they lowered their heads again.

Dong Zhuoqiang ordered the relocation of the capital, and led the people in Luoyang to move to Chang'an. Many people had to leave their homes, and those who could not take it were left in Luoyang. For Dong Zhuo, they would not let them fall into the hands of the princes.

"Is it really going to burn this Luoyang city?" Dong Zhuo asked to his side, his voice was low, and the voices on both sides were noisy. No one except him could hear clearly.

Standing next to Dong Zhuo was a scribe, his body was thin, making his robes appear to be a little wide, and the corners of his clothes were hanging on the horse's back. He heard Dong Zhuo's words and turned his head.

Seeing Dong Zhuo looking at Luoyang City, he followed his gaze and touched his beard.

"The Huoliao Pass has been broken, and the princes will drive directly to Luoyang. Since the capital must be moved to avoid its sharpness, it is better to burn the Luoyang. The princes' uprising, the banner of righteousness, is in fact a fight for the name. Luoyang became a dead city. The princes will get it, and there will be no profit. The morale of marching will be frustrated. "

"The other burned this Luoyang. Although the country will be jointly pointed out by the world, the names of these princes will also be scolded as incompetent. Although the moral title is large, it is not orthodox. If it is not popular, the prince's army That's it. "

Said the scribes with a smile and looked at Dong Zhuo: "Xian Guo, burn a city, but the orthodox world is in your hands, what is this city worth?"

Although the scribe's tone was light and light, the content of the words made people shudder. Burning a city and burning down the people who were unwilling to move away in the city said so lightly in his mouth.

But I have to say that after burning Luoyang, the princes acted, and there was no public opinion at all. The appearance of the princes has hardly changed the situation so far. If Luoyang is burned again, their appearance will make the world worse.

In the face of being able to live, no one will say anything right.

"Li Ru, the name of a poisonous man, really is true." Dong Zhuo gave a cold glance at the scribes around him, pulled his horse back, and left a sentence: "Then burn it."

The scribe, called Li Ru, stood there with a smile and watched Dong Zhuo leave: "This is not poison, there is no good or evil, no soldiers."

"Xianguo, who in this world is using soldiers, which is not the one who should die?"

The world is in chaos, and this fire is just the right thing to do.

At this time Dong Zhuo was pointed out by the world. Although Dong Zhuo was strong, he could not compete. Do not retreat to Chang'an and stay in the air.

Give up this land of the Central Plains to the vassal family to fight for, when the vassals are exhausted, then break them one by one to take the world.

Break the vassals with the power of the vassal, break the deaths with the power of the vassal.

By then, the Han family ’s centuries-old family ’s sub-seasoning bureau will be abolished, a Qingping world will be opened, and a thousand years of public order will be established.

Li Ru is a Doctor of Han. He read historical records when he was a child, including the biography of Li Silie and the biography of Bai Xiao. He picked it up and read it again and again.

Sighs the ancestors' grandeur and grandeur, taking the world as a bureau, establishing the will of the world, and administering the nation to the people.

At that time he made an oath, and this oath should be used as his accomplishment.

Han dying, do not break or stand!

His ancestor died, and his great cause was not completed. He came to Li Ru.

Set the world, please princes.

Li Ru looked at Luoyang, with countless palace buildings in his eyes: "This bureau is open, and here comes Li Ru waiting."

After pulling the reins, he knew that he was going to play against the princes of the world by himself, and he also knew that what he did was to be pointed out by thousands of men.

But husband, when doing this.

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When the princes entered the customs and led troops to Luoyang, Dong Zhuo had almost moved Luoyang into an empty city, removed the people, took away the goods in the palace, and retained troops in the counties after Luoyang to guard the princes.

When the princes arrived in Luoyang at night, Dong Zhuo only left a fire.

The fire burned the city of Luoyang, burned the golden palace jade hall to black, and burned the eaves of the pavilion into ruins. The beams of the house collapsed in the flames, and the whole city of Luoyang was illuminated by the fire, as well as the prince army surrounding the city.

Under the orange-red flame, the front of the vassals was illuminated, but behind them were shrouded in shadow.

Gu Nan stood in front of Luoyang City, and the fire was soaring into the sky. She looked at Cao Cao next to her. Cao Cao had no expression, holding a sword around her waist, her hands shaking.

The princes retreated, and the princes walked into Luoyang City to extinguish the fire.

"Ka, boom!"

With the sound of a broken house beam, another house collapsed in the fire.

A pot of water splashed into the shaking flames, but there was no meaning to let the fire go down.

There is no coldness in winter. Even if I just stand outside the city to catch fire, I only feel that the air is burning.

The fire in a city, even if tens of thousands of people are extinguishing it, has been used for a full day.

It was not until the afternoon of the next day that the fire was going down, and only a few places were still burning.

The soldiers walked between the rubbles, checking the fire from time to time to see if nothing was burned.

"This Dong Zhuo, act decisively."

Sun Jian stood frowning in front of the fire. He never expected that Dong Zhuo would burn Luoyang and retreat.

I thought that there would be a bitter battle before Luoyang. I didn't expect Dong Zhuo to retreat easily and give up the Central Plains and Luoyang.

But now I am afraid that the princes will not be willing to chase anymore ~ ​​www.wuxiaspot.com ~ First, Dong Zhuo Liubing adhered to various barriers, and secondly, the princes raised their troops so far, except for this dead city, they have not received any benefit. Instead, people may be scolded for this fire.

The troops and grain are consumed every day. After chasing Dong Zhuo, Chang'an is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Who knows if Dong Zhuo will go crazy and lose Chang'an and make them lose more?

After that, the most important point was that Dong Zhuo's withdrawal was a sign of weakness, leaving the Central Plains empty. At this time, the princes thought about how to compete for the site. No one would care about Dong Zhuo.

In such a desire to go, the internal fighting between the princes is about to begin, and Sun Jian looks at the fire in Luoyang.

He should also consider what to do next.

"General!"

Just as he was fascinated, a soldier suddenly called out in the distance.

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