The morning sun rose slowly, and the sun shone on the torn armor, reflecting the blood more vividly.

Dong Zhuo looked at the dense soldiers and countless senior generals around him, and there was no joy or sadness on his face.

After a day and a night of fierce fighting, no miracle happened in the end, Dong Zhuo was defeated!

The commander of the Left Wing Army, Guo Yan, was killed in battle, and the deputy commander Zhang Ji was captured; The right-wing army Li Dao and Li Meng were both killed in battle, and the right-wing army was completely annihilated. Ma Teng was lucky enough to meet Sun Jianbu, who had the weakest combat effectiveness, desperately broke out of the encirclement, and led less than 100,000 remnants of soldiers to break out of the encirclement, and his whereabouts were unknown.

However, Han Sui, who partnered with Ma Teng, was more unlucky, and was chopped off by Sun Jian in the process of breaking through.

After Dong Zhuo's dragon casting technique counterattacked, although the strength of the demon general did not return to its original form, it was declining every moment, and Han Sui was no longer Sun Jian's opponent at this time.

As for the main force led by Dong Zhuo himself, under the joint efforts of Shang Ji and Lu Bu, the front army failed to break through the encirclement, most of the army was killed, and the main generals were almost wiped out.

At this time, Dong Zhuo led the last less than 10,000 Flying Bear Divine Guards to shrink in a small position, and the surrounding Shang Ji, Lu Bu, Liu Bei, Cao Cao, and Sun Jian surrounded from all sides, and at least 100,000 troops surrounded Dong Zhuo.

So far, those who are still alive are the elite of the elite, taking the Feixiong Shenwei beside Dong Zhuo as an example, these nearly 10,000 troops are all ninth-order soldiers, even if they have been fighting bloodily for a day and a night, they are still superior in combat power.

Dong Zhuo's army is strong, and the coalition army is not weak.

The five princes have a total of 100,000 troops, of course, they can't all be ninth-order troops, and the coalition army is not so strong. In fact, so far, there are few princes in the whole world who can have more than 10,000 formed ninth-order troops.

It is impossible for a 100,000-order army, but an army of 100,000 or 8th order is still relatively simple. In the end, the troops that participated in the siege of Dong Zhuo were all at least the eighth order, and there were probably nearly forty thousand ninth-order troops among them!

Therefore, whether it is high-end combat power or total troops, the coalition forces are all crushing Dong Zhuo, and Dong Zhuo's ending is doomed!

Looking at the coalition generals around him who were eager to try, Dong Zhuo laughed miserably, turned his head and said to a military general next to him: "Jing Heng, I didn't expect that in the end, it was you who accompanied Benxiang to the end." ”

"Xiangguo's kindness will be repaid by nine deaths."

The general who was called Jing Heng looked solemn, neither nervous nor afraid, and his eyes were indifferent.

"It's a pity, it's a pity. Jing Heng, you said that if you hadn't practiced dragon casting in your own appearance, would the ending be different from now? ”

The general was silent for a while, shook his head and said, "The last general doesn't know. ”

"Hahaha, I don't know! Who can say the strangeness of fate? Zhang Jiao fought against fate all his life, and in the end, he could only leave the Central Plains at the cost of barely giving the Yellow Turban Army a glimmer of life. ”

After laughing, Dong Zhuo shook his head and sighed, "Jing Heng, you go and surrender." You have already repaid your kindness to you, and you are old, and it is not a pity to die. You're different, you're still young, you still have a great future, there's no need to be buried here with me. ”

The general didn't speak, just shook his head slowly.

Seeing this, Dong Zhuo sighed again, with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

Jing Heng is the word, this general's surname is Xu, the name is honorable, and the word Jing Heng (edited)!

Xu Rong was from the same background as Yan Yao, who was killed by Dong Zhuo himself, both of whom were born in the Ruoyang Forbidden Army, and when Dong Zhuo was still pretending to be virtuous in Luoyang, he vigorously promoted a group of generals with real talent and learning, including Xu Rong.

And Dong Zhuo, who had heard about Xu Rong from the players for a long time, also intended to take Xu Rong as a confidant, and promoted him in many ways, Xu Rong was at his peak and was tied with Li Dao, Niu Fu, Guo Yan and others, and was one of the generals with the highest status in Dong Zhuojun.

And Xu Rong did not live up to Dong Zhuo's trust, and quickly showed his superb ability. He made outstanding contributions to the training of soldiers, the rectification of military discipline, the stabilization of localities, the reorganization of the army, and the suppression of rebellions.

However, after Dong Zhuo began to practice the dragon casting technique, Xu Rong resolutely opposed demonization.

At this point, Xu Rong's status declined sharply, and finally he was even degraded to an ordinary captain. If it weren't for Dong Zhuo's old feelings, Xu Rong might have been purged.

Now it seems that if Xu Rong had not been squeezed out of the inner circle at the beginning, with Xu Rong's ability, there would have been no chance of turning defeat into victory.

What's even more ironic is that Dong Zhuo deliberately belittled Xu Rong because he refused to demonize, and Dong Zhuo suspected that he had two hearts. But now, demonization cannot be equated with loyalty, more than a hundred demonized generals, those who died and fled, and many who defected on the spot, and the generals who accompanied Dong Zhuo at the last moment were only Xu Rong alone!

"Dong thief, you slaughtered the people of the world, did you ever think that there would be today?"

Sun Jiance stepped forward immediately, and the ancient dian knife pointed at Dong Zhuo obliquely, and shouted angrily.

"Hmph, what does the world's slander have to do with me? I, Dong Zhuo, will become a demon if I don't become a Buddha in this life, and if I want a certain head, I will kill it if I have the courage! ”

In the depths of a desperate situation, no longer hesitant and no longer afraid, Dong Zhuo was more open-minded, and said loudly.

"Hmph, you are still hard-mouthed when you die, gentlemen, punish this thief!"

Sun Jian was choked by Dong Zhuo, and immediately stopped talking about it, shouted loudly, and rushed towards Dong Zhuo with a knife.

Not to be outdone, Shang Ji and several people led their troops to rush forward at the same time.

"Hahaha, brothers, I, Dong Zhuo, am incompetent, and I can't take you home. Let's have another bloody battle today, we can't let them underestimate the backbone of our Xiliang boys! ”

After speaking, Dong Zhuo let out a loud shout and took the initiative to rush forward with the Heavenly Demon Battle Axe.

After the dragon casting technique counterattacked, Dong Zhuo's combat effectiveness had been greatly reduced, but at this time, Dong Zhuo was already determined to die, and one move and one style were not the same way of playing, but it made the coalition generals quite jealous and did not dare to fight with them.

For a time, Dong Zhuo was invincible among the top generals, and his majesty was incomparable.

This batch of Flying Bear Divine Guards is the same as Dong Zhuo, and the fight is completely based on the method of killing one to kill two and earn one, completely putting life and death out of the way.

But everyone knows that this situation cannot last for long.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Dong Zhuo to accidentally be stabbed in the right arm with a shot.

Dong Zhuo snorted, reluctantly swung his axe to force the attacker back, ignoring the wound on his arm, and continued to fight frantically.

However, this time the trauma was like a signal, and in the next short moment, Dong Zhuo was injured in 38 places in a row, including arms, legs, back, abdomen, and chest, all parts of which were injured one after another.

If it weren't for the quality of the Heavenly Demon Battle Armor on Dong Zhuo's body being too perverted, I'm afraid it would have already returned to the West at this time.

However, no matter how strong the Heavenly Demon Battle Armor was, it was just a dead piece of armor after all, and after about a quarter of an hour, Dong Zhuo, who had suffered hundreds of wounds all over his body, and Dong Zhuo, who had lost too much blood, could no longer support it, and planted his war horse, and then was torn apart by countless knives and guns.

A generation of heroes, gravediggers of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and the demon king Dong Zhuo died!