In the north of Luoshui, a towering city. The endless houses are scattered, and in the far distance, a palace stands tall in the city, and between the roof tiles, it is like the stars and the moon, making people look up.

Dong Zhuo was riding on a horse, looking at the palace, and a person next to him was also standing on a horse.

There was a lot of noise in the vicinity, mostly the sound of scolding and complaining.

On the main road, the crowd was crowded together, moving slowly, almost blocking the road.

Soldiers with swords, surrounded the people in cloth clothes and carrying their bags, were walking towards the outside of the city.

"Hurry up!" The soldier stood on the side of the road and shouted at the people behind him.

Some of the people looked up at the soldiers, but when they saw the long knives in the soldiers' hands, they lowered their heads again.

Dong Zhuo forcibly ordered the capital to be moved, leading the people in Luoyang City to move to Chang'an, so that many people had to leave their hometowns, and those who couldn't take it away stayed in Luoyang, anyway, for Dong Zhuo, they would not let them fall into the hands of the princes.

"Are you really going to burn this Luoyang City?" Dong Zhuo asked beside him, his voice was low, and the voices on both sides were noisy, and no one could hear clearly except for the person.

Standing beside Dong Zhuo was a scribe, with a thin figure, which made the robe on his body appear a little wide, and the corners of his clothes hung down on the horse's back, and he turned around when he heard Dong Zhuo's words.

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

"The tiger prison has been broken, the princes will drive Luoyang directly, since they want to move the capital to avoid its sharpness, then it is better to decide and burn this Luoyang. The princes revolted, and the banner was righteous, but in fact, it was just to drive profit and fight for fame. Luoyang became a dead city, and the princes would get it, and there would be no profit to gain, and the morale of the army would be frustrated. ”

"The other burned this Luoyang, although Xiangguo will be accused by the world, but the name of this prince will also be scolded as incompetent. Although the moral name is big, it is not orthodox in the end, and if it is not popular with the people, the army of the princes will be nothing more. ”

Saying that, the scribe looked at Dong Zhuo with a smile: "Xiangguo, it's just a city to burn, this world is orthodox but in your hands, what is this city?" ”

The scribe's tone was light, but the content of his words was chilling, and the burning of a city and the burning of the people of the city who refused to move away was so light in his mouth.

But I have to say that after burning this Luoyang, the princes will act, and there will be no more popular will at all. So far, the appearance of the princes has hardly changed the situation, and if Luoyang is burned again, their appearance will only make the world more evil.

In the face of whether or not you can live, no one will say anything righteous.

"Li Ru, the name of the poisoner, is true." Dong Zhuo glanced coldly at the scribe beside him, withdrew his horse and turned around, leaving a sentence: "Then burn it." ”

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

"Xiangguo, who is not a person who uses soldiers in this world who deserves to die?"

The world is in chaos, and this fire is just right to be smoked.

At this time, Dong Zhuo was pointed out by the world, although Dong Zhuo was strong, he could not compete. It is better to retreat west to Chang'an and defend the pass.

Give up this land of the Central Plains to the princes' families to fight for, and when the princes are tired, they will break through one by one and take the land of the world.

Break the princes with the power of the princes, and break the dead with the power of the family.

At that time, the Han family will be abolished for hundreds of years, and the secular and solid bureau where the Han family has been entrenched for hundreds of years will be abolished, and a peaceful world will be opened and a thousand years of public security will be established.

Li Ru is a doctor of Han, and when he was young, he read historical records, including the biography of Li Silie and the biography of Bai Xiaolie, and he read it over and over again.

Sigh the ancestors of the heroic spirit, take the world as the bureau, establish the ambition of the prosperous world, and govern the country for all the people.

Then he made a vow that should be fulfilled with his own body.

Han decay, not broken, not standing!

The ancestors died, the great cause was not accomplished, and he Li Ru came.

Set up the world, and invite the princes to settle down.

Li Ru looked at Luoyang, and there were countless palace buildings in his eyes: "This game has been opened, and it will come, Li Ru is waiting." ”

Pulling the reins, he knew that he was going to play against the princes of the world alone, and he also knew that what he was doing was to be pointed out by a thousand people.

But husband, born to do this.

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By the time the princes entered the customs and led troops to Luoyang, Dong Zhuo had almost moved Luoyang into an empty city, moved the people, took away the goods in the palace, and left troops in the counties behind Luoyang to control the princes.

When the princes arrived in Luoyang, it was night, and Dong Zhuo only left a fire.

The fire scorched the city of Luoyang, scorched the golden palace and cuidian, and burned the eaves of the pavilion into ruins. In the flames, the beams of the house collapsed, and the firelight illuminated the entire Luoyang City, and also illuminated the princes' troops surrounding the city.

Under the orange-red firelight, the front of the princes' army was illuminated, but behind them was shrouded in shadows.

Gu Nan stood in front of Luoyang City, the flames were soaring, she looked at Cao Cao beside her, Cao Cao had a blank face, holding the sword at his waist, his hands were trembling.

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

"Kala, boom!"

With the sound of beams breaking, another house collapsed in the fire.

A basin of water was poured into the shaking flames, but there was no intention of letting the fire go down.

There is no longer the cold of winter, and even if you just stand outside the city to put out the fire, you only feel that even the air is burning.

A city fire, even if tens of thousands of people are extinguishing, it takes a day.

It wasn't until noon the next day, just before sunset, that the fire grew smaller, and only a few places remained.

The soldiers walked among the rubble, fighting fires and occasionally looking for what had not been burned and what could be used.

"This Dong Zhuo is resolute."

Sun Jian stood in front of the fire and frowned, he never thought that Dong Zhuo would burn Luoyang and retreat.

I thought that there would be a hard battle before Luoyang, but I didn't expect Dong Zhuo to withdraw his troops as if he was planning to retreat, and let the Central Plains and Luoyang out.

But now the princes are afraid that they will no longer be willing to chase, first Dong Zhuo's troops are stubborn at various passes, and secondly, the princes have raised troops so far, except for this dead city, they have not received any benefits. On the contrary, it may be scolded by the world because of this fire.

The troops, food and grass are being consumed day by day, and then chasing Dong Zhuo, Chang'an is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is difficult to calculate the cost of capturing Chang'an, and who knows if Dong Zhuo will go crazy and lose Chang'an, so that their gains outweigh their losses?

Then the most important point is that Dong Zhuo withdrew from the army, which was to show weakness and vacate the Central Plains. At this time, what the princes were thinking about should be how to fight for territory next, and no one would care about Dong Zhuo anymore.

Thinking like this, the infighting between the princes was about to begin, and Sun Jian looked at the fire in Luoyang City.

It's time for him to think about what to do next.

"General!"

Just as he was distracted, a soldier suddenly shouted in the distance.