Chapter 39: Hand over the Son of Heaven and let him live
The sky had just dawned, and a glimmer of light appeared on the horizon.
The cavalry sent by Dong Zhuo had already arrived at the battlefield at this moment.
Zhao Yun looked at the destroyed camp in front of him, and the corpses were scattered all over the place. I couldn't help but roar.
The remaining flames, licking the corpses, emitted a disgusting smell.
"Search, live to see people, dead to see corpses."
At the same time, several fast horses turned and returned.
They want to bring Dong Zhuo the latest news.
Zhao Yun strolled through the camp and went straight to the central Chinese army's big account.
The more I watched, the more frightened I became.
At this moment, the corpses near the big account of the Chinese army have piled up.
Countless corpses were layered on top of each other.
A lot has been stripped naked.
Someone has already cleaned the battlefield.
And calmly retreated.
Zhao Yun finally stepped into the big account of the Chinese army.
There was no trace of it, not even blood stains.
The corpse of Liu Bian, whom he was most worried about, was not there.
Zhao Yun couldn't restrain himself any longer, and let out a long sigh.
Dong Zhuo, who was leading the army behind him, was already exhausted.
looked at the guards who rushed over in front of him, with a sad face.
I can't help but feel a sudden feeling in my heart.
"The Son of Heaven is missing, and the Nine Guards Camp of the Son of Heaven has been destroyed."
When Dong Zhuo heard this, he couldn't hold on any longer, and almost fell immediately.
"In detail."
Dong Ze protected Dong Zhuo and looked at the guards sharply.
Listening to the description of the guard, Dong Zhuo slowly rose a glimmer of hope in his heart.
"The big account of the Chinese army is unscathed?"
"Yes."
Dong Zhuo closed his eyes and looked at the tasks released by the system.
"Ding! Issued a mission to save the young emperor Liu Bian and defeat the main force of the Yellow Turban Army. Rewards: Crop corn, improved wheat.
Special Reward: Marching Medic Manual. ”
At this moment, the task is already shining brightly.
Dong Zhuo's fighting spirit was rekindled in his heart, maybe Liu Bian didn't kill, maybe he was just captured?
"The army continues to march."
"Your Majesty is not dead,"
Dong Zhuo pointed ahead, and the mighty army continued to move forward.
Dong Ze carefully guarded Dong Zhuo.
"Xiangguo, Your Majesty, he ......"
Let Dong Zhuo rush frantically and send guards to block the news.
The news of the attack on the Son of Heaven has quickly spread all over the world.
Even when the Son of Heaven was ambushed, the news of the Son of Heaven's death had already begun to spread.
Many princes have begun to transfer troops on a large scale, and even blatantly annexed them.
"Xiangguo, please see, this is this kind of steel, which can only be forged by the princes of a certain party, from the opening is refining the ore to the completion of the building, a total of fifty-five processes are required before and after."
Dong Ze held the remnants of a piece of armor that he had picked up on the battlefield.
Dong Zhuo introduced.
Dong Zhuo looked at the devastated camp and could only sigh helplessly.
Stretched out his hand to take the fragment in Dong Ze's hand and looked at it carefully.
"Can you see which side of the princes it is?"
Dong Ze pondered carefully for a while.
Based on the pattern and shape above, the final judgment is made.
"Near the camp of the Nine Guards of the Son of Heaven, a total of three armor fragments have been found, which can be judged by forging techniques and shapes."
"Only Yuan Shu."
Dong Ze saw that Dong Zhuo was thoughtful and continued.
"Yuan Shu is very happy and likes bright troops, so the armor under his hands is relatively bright and carefully polished."
"The best armor is even able to reflect light under an oil lamp."
Dong Zhuo picked it up and looked at it, it was indeed very bright, wiping off the blood stains and smoke on it.
It is even more reflective in the sun.
"What about the other two?"
Dong Zhuo casually threw away the fragments in his hand and wandered around the camp.
"I can't tell it, all the shapes are new, and I can't look it up."
"Yes."
Dong Zhuo nodded, without any expression.
Dong Ze cautiously followed behind him and stopped making a sound.
Dong Ze has been with Dong Zhuo for many years, and he is Dong Zhuo's own family, although his official position is not obvious, he is indeed the deepest Dong Zhuo's favorite, and he is the confidant of his confidants.
Seeing that Dong Zhuo was pondering at this moment, he immediately sensed that he was in a bad mood.
"Yuan Shu!"
In this way, the assassination in the capital was also organized by Yuan Shu?
Although Dong Zhuo had guesses before, he was never able to determine the origin of those dead soldiers.
Now that Yuan Shu's armor fragments appear here, everything is clear at a glance.
"Report, on the other side of the Yiluo River, traces of swimming were found."
"A scout disappeared by the Yellow River and was suspected of being intercepted and killed."
When Dong Zhuo was strolling and pondering.
The front-line scouts suddenly reported.
"It seems that we are not too late."
Dong Zhuo suddenly laughed, and the laughter made Dong Ze feel chills all over his body.
"The whole army crosses the river."
Zhao Yun's cavalry was left behind, and the rest of the infantry immediately began to build pontoon bridges and began to cross the river.
The cavalry had been exhausted from the overnight journey.
Cavalry without war horses is not as good as the infantry army.
At the same time, Dong Zhuo looked in the direction of the Tiger Prison Pass with a cold face.
From here to the Tiger Prison Pass, it is only fifty miles away, and it can be reached in an hour by a rapid march.
Lu Bu didn't even send reinforcements.
His heart can be punished.
"Someone, in the name of the Son of Heaven, send a guard general to assist Lu Bu in garrisoning the Tiger Pass."
"You can do it yourself."
Dong Zhuo dropped this sentence and turned around and went to the temporary camp.
He has so much to deal with right now.
The Son of Heaven is nowhere to be found.
The princes actually united with the Yellow Turban Army to attack the camp of the Son of Heaven.
Yuan Shu must still have a back hand, so he has to guard against it.
Back in the temporary camp, Dong Zhuo began to give various orders non-stop.
The most important thing is to occupy the pinnacle of public opinion.
In the name of the Son of Heaven, Dong Zhuo issued an order to fight against Yuan Shu, ordering the princes of the world to jointly crusade against Yuan Shu.
The order announced that Yuan Shu colluded with the Yellow Turban Army, assassinated the emperor, and sent troops to attack the Son of Heaven's personal guards.
At the same time as Dong Zhuo issued the order.
The pontoon bridge was also quickly erected.
After the 10,000 infantry troops rested, they quickly crossed the pontoon bridge and chased after the place where the scout had disappeared.
Soon, the scouts at the front returned.
Traces of the passage of large armies were found.
At least 10,000 people.
It should be the Yellow Turban Army that attacked the Nine Guards of the Son of Heaven.
Dong Zhuo immediately gave the order, marched quickly, and bit the tail of the Yellow Turban Army.
At the forefront, the scouts of the two armies were already engaged in a battle.
In the dense forest, in the wild grass.
There was a fight everywhere.
And the Yellow Turban Army, which got the news, is no longer able to rush at the moment.
I had to set up camp and arrange fortifications with all my might.
Half an hour later, Dong Zhuo's army arrived.
looked at the Yellow Turban Army camp in front of him and the scarred Yellow Turban soldiers inside.
Dong Zhuo didn't say a word, and directly attacked with his army.
"Hand over the Son of Heaven and wait for the way to live."