Dong Zhuoduan sat on the chariot and looked at the front like a bunch of quails with a sideways face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The light shining from the gorgeous fan cover of the chariot in the sun seemed to sting the eyes of the officials in Luoyang, and they all buried their heads deep in their chests, eager to retract directly into their chests.

Six-horse-drawn carriage.

Gold and jade as ornaments.

Although the whole carriage is unusually exquisite and gorgeous, no matter who it is, as long as they see it, the focus of vision will always be plundered by Dong Zhuo who is sitting in the carriage.

Dong Zhuo wore a scarf crown, a crown dress, a dark color on his upper body, wide sleeves, and a three-legged golden crow tattooed on the black clothes with gold thread on the sleeves, one on each side, faintly flickering in the sun, like a flame burning on the sleeves. On the waist and legs are covered with a black bottom, embroidered with the vermilion dragon's knee cover, under the knee is a red long coat, the feet are bare, the air is magnificent, the shape is like a mountain.

Dong Zhuo put one hand on the vermilion fence of the carved gold cloud plate surrounded by three sides of the chariot, and pressed the hilt of the sword with the other, his eyes were deeply sunken, and the bags under his eyes were dark, except for the two eyeballs, which were like ghost fires flickering in the endless darkness, eerie and terrifying.

Dong Xiangguo's battle of Xiaopingjin and his victorious return to the DPRK, the remaining officials and some big families who have not yet left in Luoyang naturally want to come to congratulate and welcome them.

"Congratulations to Xiangguo on his victorious return to the dynasty! Xiangguo Wansheng! Xiangguo Wansheng! Under the command of the ceremonial officer, the people on both sides of the road bowed their heads in unison.

Dong Zhuo's face was gloomy, motionless, and he didn't say a word, but he just put his eyes on the kneeling crowd and slowly swept around.

There was silence.

Dong Zhuo didn't speak, the ceremonial officials didn't dare to say anything, and everyone didn't dare to raise their heads or get up, just like a wooden carving, they didn't dare to make a sound in the atmosphere, and they didn't dare to move.

Even though the temperature is not high, there are many people who have sweat on their faces and bodies, and one by one they are dripping into the dust.

The hand on the red railing of the chariot was finally raised, and it slowly flipped to the palm upward, and the fingers moved slightly......

Seeing this, the ceremonial officer also breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly ordered everyone to get up.

According to the rules, there was originally a process of sacrificing prisoners, but now that the emperor has arrived in Chang'an, Dong Zhuo is the largest here in Luoyang, so naturally there is no need to sacrifice prisoners, so Dong Zhuo did not bring any prisoners at all, but brought a full three carts of heads.

Naturally, the human head did not need to be transported into the city, but on the side of the road, he found an open space and began to confront Jingguan......

The people who followed Dong Zhuo were all veterans of Xiliang, and they were already accustomed to this kind of thing, grabbing people's heads and throwing them to the side of the road, as if they were throwing defaced meat balls one by one, and the heads fell to the ground with a "bang", making a dull sound.

And these people who lived in Luoyang City had never seen such a scene, their faces were pale and trembling, but Dong Zhuo didn't speak, and he didn't enter the city, so he stayed like this, so everyone who came to greet him could force patience.

Dong Zhuo squinted, looking at everyone's eyes, suddenly froze, the flesh on his face squirmed slightly, and with a move of his hand, he called Lu Bu on his side and whispered twice.

Lu Bu bowed his head and listened to the order, nodded, threw off his horse, and rushed straight into the crowd with a few soldiers, and dragged one of them to Dong Zhuo's chariot and fell to the ground.

"Taichang Cheng......" Dong Zhuo looked at it indifferently, and lifted the thick skin of his lips, "Why are you sad?" ”

Taichang Cheng trembled, kowtowed again and again, and cried: "Xiangguo spares his life...... Xiangguo spared his life...... "I was too hasty for a while, I couldn't react at all, and I didn't know what to say, I only knew how to cry and spare my life."

Dong Zhuo tilted his head to the side slightly.

Lu Bu pulled out the knife, grabbed Tai Changcheng's hair with one hand, pulled it to the side, forcing him to expose his neck, and then the knife flashed and cut it down!

"Poof......

Blood spurted out, splashing all over the ground, and even some of them were sprayed on the officials on the side, and their faces were dotted with red.

Although it was killed, Dong Zhuo didn't feel much pleasure, but felt that the irritability in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, staring at the blood-red eyes, scanning among the remaining officials......

"Shang Shu, why did you return to Yu?" Dong Zhuo slowly stretched out his chubby, round fingers and pointed at a person in the crowd.

The other officials beside Shang Shu shot as if hiding from the plague, and took a step to the side with a bang, and suddenly Shang Shu shot was exposed as if standing out from the crowd.

Lu Bu waved his hand, and two Xiliang soldiers rushed forward like wolves, grabbed them, and put them in front of Dong Zhuo's car, and kicked them over by the way.

“…… Yu Xiangguo, Xia Guan...... Xiaguan's house...... Some items were not fully shipped...... So go back......" Shang Shufu trembled all over, and his upper and lower teeth kept fighting, but he still barely said what he meant.

"Oh?" Dong Zhuo stared at his blood-red eyes and grinned, "Moving the capital is a major matter of the country, you ...... Hehe, for some family wealth, ignoring state affairs? If you don't want to stay in the Eastern Capital, what's the use of staying in you? ”

"Xiangguo ......"

Shang Shufu shot still needs to be explained, but unfortunately Dong Zhuo didn't want to listen to it at all, so he waved his hand.

The knife flashed, and the head fell to the ground.

Everyone was pale, and they wished that there would be a hole in the ground immediately, so that they could get into it and avoid Dong Zhuo's gaze......

There were a few people in the crowd who secretly ran back because of this, or something, and subconsciously began to shrink back, but this kind of behavior couldn't avoid the gaze of Dong Zhuo who was sitting on the chariot, and after a few clicks of his fat fingers, there were a few more unjust souls with different heads.

Before the carriage at this time, the last moment was still a well-dressed official wearing a high crown, and the next moment he didn't even have any interrogation and sentence, and his head was directly cut off......

Blood flowed from the severed heads on the ground, staining the entire road red, and the thick smell of blood was as disgusting as a piece of corroded iron turned out of the gutter.

But Dong Zhuo seemed to feel that his irritable mood had calmed down a little at this time, so he took a breath, inhaled the thick smell of blood from his nose and into his lungs, and said: "Spread my order, in Luoyang City, within three days, all the moves will be completed, and those who can't stay will be beheaded!" ”

After speaking, Dong Zhuo threw down the frightened and almost sluggish people, and went straight into the North Palace with his soldiers and horses......

After everyone heard for a while, they suddenly reacted, and they didn't care about maintaining their original calm image, and they all ran towards the city as if they had been burned by fire.

The heads of the former Taichang Cheng, Shang Shufu and others who were lying on the ground also didn't know that they had been kicked there in a panic, leaving only a few headless corpses, lying quietly in the yellow dust, shedding the last drop of blood......