The sky is as dark as stagnant water.

The strong aura of death and nirvana enveloped the battlefield within a hundred miles of Julu. From Lu Zhi's troops to Dong Zhuo's substitute, to nearly two months of fighting and entanglement between Dong Zhuo and Zhang Jiao, under Julu City, there are no one knowing how many incomplete corpses fell down, and how many times the roars of all beings at the moment of death were resounding.

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The relationship between Dong Zhuo and Zuo Feng was beyond the expectations of most generals. Not only did they not develop vigorously in collusion, but instead gradually dropped to freezing point, even worse than ever before.

The reason was naturally that Zuo Feng, who was initially identified as being close to Dong Zhuo, suddenly had a contingency during an important military discussion, and determined that Dong Zhuo owed 40,000 stones of food and grass from Lu Bu's army, and ordered Dong Zhuo to return it within a time limit with a harsh tone.

After the negotiations failed, Dong Zhuo's attitude towards Zuo Feng changed drastically. He treated Zuo Feng as a clown in court and trampled his fig leaf tightly under his feet with contemptuous words. As for the return of food, he didn't mention it at all.

Zuo Feng, who was arrogant and arrogant, left the seat in a frustration and threatened to make Dong Zhuo regret it for a lifetime. That night, Zuo Feng hurriedly left the camp in Jizhou and returned to the capital.

Half a month later, news came from the capital that it was said that because Dong Zhuo was unfavorable to suppress the bandits, the court decided to transfer and wipe out the famous Yellow Turbans in Yingchuan, Chen Guo and other places, Huang Pusong, as the commander-in-chief of the Jizhou Daying, replaced Dong Zhuo to suppress Zhang Jiao. Dong Zhuo would be transferred to the desolate frontier, Liangzhou.

No one knows how many conspiracies and entanglements are in secret, backstage games, and leveraging momentum, but at least on the surface, Zuo Feng won the victory. He laughed to the end.

But, did he really laugh to the end?

When Lu Bu heard this news that was as true as 90%, he was not happy at all. Instead, he had a deep worry: Is it true? The inertia of history is so huge. Although the slightest aspects can be changed by me, the big aspects are difficult to shake. A fire still burned Changshe. Dong Zhuo was going to Liangzhou by chance!

It seemed as if in between, an invisible giant hand was correcting the process of history and restricting history from moving slowly towards its established track.

You should know that it was because of Liangzhou that Dong Zhuo gradually took advantage of his local advantages to cultivate the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry, which was hard-working and fierce, and completely controlled the 200,000 Liangzhou border troops. It can be said that if there were no Liangzhou and his troop, Dong Zhuo's achievements would have been reduced by at least two levels. After all, he was almost killed by the herbicide collector Zhang Jiao and lost his life.

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Dong Zhuo has no ability to predict the future, so since he learned that he would be dismissed, he was in an extremely bad mood.

There is naturally a reason why he dared to despise Zuo Feng. Because he was able to become the commander of Jizhou, he made great efforts and bribed the eunuch Zhang Rang, General He Jin and others with a lot of money. He even tried every means to find clues in the genealogy to prove that he had a distant relative with Empress Dowager Dong, although he didn't even know how far it was.

As a result, he felt that he still failed, and was defeated by a small eunuch who was only in the middle.

Due to the slow transmission of information, Dong Zhuo did not know that Zuo Feng had been taken over by Zhang Rang for his adopted son, nor did he know that Empress Dowager Dong had secretly helped him...

The information asymmetry made Dong Zhuo think that he was in an extremely dangerous position. Fortunately, he was not the arrogant Tai Shi Dong several years later.

He quickly came up with the only way to break through violently. That was to destroy Zhang Jiao before the arrival of Huang Pusong's army.

Taking advantage of the time difference is the turning point for Dong Zhuohong to pursue his unremitting career.

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Today is the fifth day after Dong Zhuo learned the news.

Forty thousand soldiers from the Five Clans camps had already attacked Julu City for five days and five nights under his crazy attack order. Julu's walls had become shaky, and were covered with dense sore marks, arrow holes, and turtle patterns on all sides, but it did not fall. Just like an old man who was about to die, his crutch was interrupted again, and he would fall to the ground at any time. However, this old man was tenacious.

"Lord, no more! The soldiers attacked for five days and five nights, and only a small amount of two hours a day could provide them with rest. Their bodies were almost unable to withstand it."

Guo Si, who was covered in blood, tried hard to pull out a sharp arrow from his shoulder, and his teeth were about to be bitten to pieces in pain. With this inhuman pain, he plucked up the courage to come to Dong Zhuo's head and neighed and persuaded him.

A deep murderous intent erupted. Dong Zhuo looked at Guo Si coldly, and for a moment he looked at a dead person. However, he glanced at Guo Si who was injured on his shoulder and said lightly: If you hadn't been successful in killing the enemy, even if you were Dong's confidant general, Dong would have killed you! Remember: Don't tell me that no, just say you can do it. If you can't do it, you really can't do it! I swear to kill Zhang Jiao and never stop until death!

After saying that, Dong Zhuo was too lazy to see Guo Si who was in a cold sweat. His fat body was agile and powerful, and raised the golden knife on his waist high, shouting: The one who captured and killed Zhang Jiao will be granted the title of Marquis of Wanhu! The first person who broke the city will be rewarded with a thousand gold and the position of feudal general. The great contribution you dare to make, the great reward you can ask for you! The glory and wealth are right in front of you, what are you waiting for?

Dong Zhuo's roar was loud and infectious, but after Dong Zhuo's roar, no special effect was achieved. During the five-day and five-night battle, Dong Zhuo once said such inspirational words again and again, but thousands of glory and wealth must be born to receive it, right? The excitement and expectation at the beginning had faded, and there was only more and more numbness left. After death, there was nothing left.

On the city tower, contrary to Dong Zhuo, the god in the Yellow Turban heart: Zhang Jiao calmly watched the battle between life and death inside and outside the city tower. Around them were the last backbone of the Yellow Turban Army, Zhang Liang, Zhang Bao, He Yi, He Man and others were listed.

Five days ago, Dong Zhuo dispatched 30,000 troops to attack the city from all directions, and 10,000 troops were used as reserve teams, and Zhang Jiao did not move at all.

Four days ago, Dong Zhuo dispatched 30,000 troops to attack the city from three sides, and 8,000 people were used as reserve teams, but Zhang Jiao did not move at all.

Three days ago, Dong Zhuo dispatched 25,000 troops to attack the city on both sides, and 8,000 people were used as reserve teams, but Zhang Jiao still did nothing.

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Until today, Dong Zhuo dispatched 20,000 troops to attack the east gate, west gate and south gate, leaving only 5,000 people as reserve teams.

Although the five-day period is really short, Dong Zhuo had 15,000 people who completely lost their combat effectiveness. Some of them were dead, while others were seriously injured and breathed a sigh of relief. Even if they were good.

Time passed by bit by bit, and 20,000 soldiers who had already lacked rest were fighting in fatigue, forcing their bodies to attack. How much they thought they were sleepwalking and could not feel the pain and fatigue, but this was so real, not sleepwalking.

"The heaven and the thick soil are blessed, and the victory has arrived. The military order of this virtuous and good teacher: He Man is ordered to command 8,000 Yellow Turban strong men to break out of the south gate, and be sure to kill the 5,000 imperial reserve soldiers scattered outside the west gate as soon as possible. Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao led 20,000 elite Yellow Turbans, and then rushed out, surrounding the imperial defeated army from the rear that they had no time to retreat."

"I led two thousand Yellow Turban strong men to come out of the North Gate where there was no sign of attack. We must confirm whether there were ambushes there. If there were, you risk your life to fight for two hours for this virtuous teacher. If not, go out from the North Gate and attack the empty Dong Zhuo base camp!"

Although Zhang Jiao's tone did not have the pretentious majesty that he had been promoted for a long time, his tone, which was full of mountains, was swaying and striking, and every sentence came one after another, as if it had a strange charm to influence all the Yellow Turban generals.

"No!!!" The generals who were furious and could not hide their boundless respect and bowed back to retreat, even the two brothers Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang. Although the three brothers knew that this was just a way to act in front of outsiders, they had to do this. This was something that a force that relied on religious forms must adhere to.

They need a living God, or: the spokesperson of God.

A huge net against the imperial army was slowly stretching out, while Dong Zhuo, who was determined to destroy Zhang Jiao and improve his status, was still trapped in crazy imagination.

The south gate of Julu that had been closed for a long time was opened.

A golden torrent was like breaking away from the dam, bringing out an extreme destructive aura and rushing towards the five thousand imperial reserve soldiers outside the south gate.

"Long live the great wise mentor!!!"

"The world is very good!!!"

"If you believe in peace, you will live forever!"

Slogans full of religious characteristics came from this torrent, as if they had really triggered a certain divine power, making this golden yellow turban torrent even more crazy and irritable.

This is the power of religious belief. This is the leap from the spiritual aspect.

The temporary commander of the five thousand reserve soldiers rubbed their tired and sleepy eyes and forced themselves to lead their subordinates to fight. But his expectations were destined to fail. Facing the enemy troops coming from the shop, he found that the soldiers under his command were in a bad state, and some of them looked very distracted: perhaps although others stood straight as pine, they were having a tryst with the goddess in their dreams. Some opened their eyes in shock, but they threw them into subconsciously covering their mouths with their hands and yawned repeatedly.

How can I fight this battle?

Speaking of which, the rest time of the reserve team is less than that of the people who climbed the city, because Dong Zhuo did not think that Zhang Jiao, who was being beaten, dared to send troops to raid the reserve team. These reserve teams exist more as a deterrent force. Let them use the time when others attack the city to dream in the daytime and get rest.

Or, unless there is a good opportunity to break the city, these people will be dispatched.

The golden torrent is advancing very quickly. Perhaps everything is destined when the corner is laid out.

Eight thousand energetic and energetic Yellow Turban heroes at the top of the Yellow Turban combat power fought against five thousand exhausted and unmoved imperial soldiers, which was a nude crushing and massacre.

The scarlet blood flowed to the ground, converged into a stream, and converged into a river. Most of these blood rivers came from the blood flowing from the bodies of the imperial soldiers, but no one told them, and they didn't know until their death: Will the battle blood flowing in vain?

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! This is the wailing of death, this is the cry of grief and anger, this is the long and unyielding chant......
Chapter completed!