Dong Zhuo took the kettle on the table, and didn't need any cups, so he took a sip of the kettle.

The man who looked at His Highness with his eyes sideways.

"Who of you wants to fight?"

His Highness was silent for a while, until General Hou Jia, who was the leader, took a step forward, stepped into the hall, and lowered his head.

"Father-in-law, the princes outside the border, but grass; Bu Yuan mentioned the army of tigers and wolves, beheaded them, and hung them at the gate of the capital. ”

The voice was resolute, with a little coldness, as if the more than 100,000 troops of the princes outside the gate were nothing.

Dong Zhuo looked at Lu Bu, and an ugly smile appeared on his gloomy face.

"Okay, then my son will lead the way and break the mustard!"

As he spoke, he was about to give an order.

"Xiangguo, kill chickens with a knife?" There was a non-serious voice from among His Highness's people.

I looked at the voice and saw the appearance of the man who spoke.

His body is nine feet long, with a tiger's body and a wolf's waist, a leopard's head and ape arms, a rough face, and a somewhat raunchy appearance. But depending on the physique, it should be a strong general.

He walked out with a light smile, first saluted Lu Bu, and then said to Dong Zhuo.

"Xiangguo, don't wait for your relatives, Huaxiong can go and meet the Kwantung princes for a while."

"Oh?"

Dong Zhuo heard Hua Xiong's words, and put the teapot in his hand back on the table, and the teapot almost broke in the palm of his hand.

"Do you have a chance of winning?"

The look in Hua Xiong's eyes was happy, since Dong Zhuo asked like this, he had the intention of letting him go out. This is a rare opportunity to make meritorious contributions and fight for fame, so it is natural to seize it.

"Xiangguo, Huaxiong has a 10% chance of winning."

"Ten percent?" Dong Zhuo's eyes lowered and fell on Hua Xiong's face.

"Heh, hahahaha." A little arrogantly laughed: "Good! I mentioned you as the captain of the cavalry, and with your horse infantry army of 50,000, I broke the alliance of the princes. ”

After laughing, he suddenly sank his face again, took out a talisman from his arms, threw it on the ground, and said coldly.

"If it can't be broken, how about you bring it up?"

His Highness's hearts were cold.

"Yes." Hua Xiong immediately bowed down and picked up the talisman on the ground: "Hua Xiong takes the order." ”

With that, he got up and retreated.

The silent crowd in the temple was left behind.

Hua Xiong walked to the door of the hall before he stopped, looked down at the talisman in his hand, and rubbed his rough fingers on it.

Who doesn't love fame?

He also loves, only with fame can he live completely in this world, otherwise, he will be a fool for a while, and sooner or later he will be eaten by this world.

Hua Xiong's eyes were cold, if he didn't succeed this time, he would die.

Look back at the temple, turn away, and he will bring his head to see him, and mention the heads of the princes.

Lu Bu stood in place and watched Hua Xiong leave in a complicated manner.

Dong Zhuo saw Lu Bu's expression in his eyes and laughed.

"My son, don't you give others a chance once in a while? You should have a good rest in this battle, hahahaha. ”

Dong Zhuo's laughter was the only one in the hall, and he was crazy.

His Highness's people lowered their heads, many of them had Dong Zhuo's old subordinates, and some of them closed their eyes.

Dong Zhuo was not like this in the past, maybe the right can really easily change a person.

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Under the tiger prison, the biting cold wind tore at the flag on the barracks, making the flag shake and roll incessantly, as if it was about to break free from the flagpole and escape.

"Step."

One combat boot stepped on the ground, and one stood in front of the barracks.

The man was dressed in brown leather armor, the iron inlaid in the leather armor was even more chilled by the cold, and behind him was draped in a brown-red cape, with a tiger skin sewn on the neckline.

He wore a red headband on his head, and his face was vigorous, like that of a tiger. However, he did not show his fierce color, but looked at the tiger prison that was faintly visible not far away and smiled slightly. Holding an ancient ingot knife, the blade of which was tucked away in a sheath, was pressed to the ground by both hands.

"Rustle." It was the sound of robes rubbing, and a man dressed as a lieutenant came up from behind the knife-wielding man.

The man with the knife didn't look back, but just smiled and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The lieutenant looked hesitant for a moment, and then said aloud.

"Lord, please be the first army, isn't it too much?"

The princes joined forces to raise troops, but no one was willing to be the first to take the lead, after all, they were not too sure about confronting Dong Zhuo head-on.

Only this Changsha Taishou Sun Jian raised his voice and said that he was willing to be the front.

There is a reason for the adjutant general's worries, with the army led by Sun Jian, it is still not enough to fight Dong Zhuojun, and as a former army, it will have to face the most troops and pressure.

Although they set up to take advantage of the situation this time, as the first army, it is inevitable that they are a little too hasty.

If the army is defeated, will there be no more chance?

"Demou, yours is a bit calm, but the disadvantage is that you are too stable, don't you know that you can win in danger and break the overall situation?"

Sun Jian's eyes turned slightly sideways and looked behind him.

"If you can break Dong Zhuo's first army, we can take the first credit, so I will unite with Yuan Shu, and the above table will be justified as the history of Yuzhou's assassination."

The lieutenant general behind Sun Jian stopped talking, and finally sighed: "Lord, if this move is ······ wrong?"

"No loss." Sun Jian interrupted the lieutenant general's words, the smile on his face sank, and he looked at the tiger prison with a solemn expression.

"If you lead the army, you must not lose, and if you lose, you can bring the army to ruin. So, there will be no mistakes. ”

He turned his head sideways, and his voice was slightly deep: "If we want to gain a foothold in this world, we will not be chaotic, and we must be decisive to protect the family." ”

The wind tightened, pulling Sun Jian's cloak and blowing the handle of the ancient ingot knife in his hand cold.

"This life will be a chaotic world, if you don't have a decision, you can't survive."

I don't know when a song circulated in Koto, which was sung by Koto Shuro, who once said that it was made by his "sub-period".

It should be compared to that person as the "Boyazi period", what kind of person should be who can be called a confidant by Jiangdong Zhoulang, which makes people want to see it.

But no one has ever seen his "sub-period", but the song is embarrassing, and the song is like this:

"The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes.

Success or failure turns empty.

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.

A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet.

How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ”

The things of this world are just a joke after tea in the future?

Sun Jian let the wind tug at his cloak, his hand gripping the hilt of the knife.

"I, Sun Wentai, don't want to let the big waves run away."

Who wants to be swept away by the big waves, but if they don't want to, they can only go against the trend.

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"Tear."

Gu Nan bit the jerky, forcibly tore off a piece, chewed it in his mouth, and said helplessly.

"Ah, this jerky is so hard."

In the past few days, the wind has become stronger and stronger, and the hat on her head has not been able to wear steadily.