No matter how slow the news is transmitted, there will always be a day, in mid-April, Dong Zhuo received a message from Niu Fu who was far away in Zhangye.

"Lord, the time has come, and it is time for my army to set out." In Chang'an City, there are only a few people who can be found by Dong Zhuo to discuss matters, Jia Xu doesn't like to say much, Guo Jia is prodigal, Zhong Xuan and Gu Yong are also found, but the two are very self-aware, and they are silent, and the first to speak is Dong Zhuo's son-in-law Li Ru.

In the northwest land, after Wuwei, in fact, there is no good place to defend, Niu Fu can block Ma Teng, Han Sui and the Qiang people who raised 80,000 troops in Zhangye, which is already beyond his expectations, not only Niu Fu They are fighting and killing, since the outbreak of the war here, everyone in Chang'an has almost all focused their eyes on the vicinity of Zhangye, and every time the statistical report after the war is returned, it makes them worry for a while, because they are reading the news that Dong Zhuo gave them, I already know it in my heart.

"What about Wenhe and filial piety?" Dong Zhuo's eyes flashed, and he faintly made a decision in his heart, but he still looked at the other two cautiously.

"Heaven does not take it, but suffers from it; When it doesn't work, it suffers. Guo Jia shook his head, as if he was drunk and didn't sober up, and dragged a sentence at Dong Zhuo.

"Great goodness." Dong Zhuo was a little stunned, so he had to think about it carefully, and just after he understood a little, he heard Jia Xu suddenly nod.

Dong Zhuo couldn't help but be a little speechless when he saw this, he was very bad at dragging words in ancient texts, but he didn't believe that Jia Xu would not understand this, and he had just figured it out on his side, Jia Xu suddenly spoke up again, to say that there is nothing greasy in this, whether others believe it or not, he Dong Zhuo doesn't believe it at all, but the timing of Jia Xu's voice is too accurate, so that even if he feels depressed, he can't say anything.

After glaring at Guo Jia fiercely, Dong Zhuo spoke up again: "Yuan Si, Yuan Chang, what do you two think?" ”

"It's a good time, how can you let it go?" Gu Yong nodded and echoed Guo Jia's words.

"If this battle is done well, it can greatly hurt the vitality of the Qiang people in a war, and it will inevitably be no longer a climate in three or five years, so that when the lord goes east in the future, it can just make the rear worry-free." As for Zhong Xuan's words, it was quite pertinent, Dong Zhuo listened to it, and suddenly made a decision in his heart.

"When my Han is strong, the Qiang people bow down and call themselves ministers, and when my Han is weak, they come out again, treating my Han people as cattle, sheep and livestock, so humble and humiliating my Han people, is it tolerable, which is unbearable?" Dong Zhuo Huoran got up, looked excited and said loudly: "My relatives are in power, the eunuch party is chaotic, so that the Han Dynasty has been constantly invaded by foreign tribes for more than 100 years, and the Yellow Turban War has made the Han Dynasty erode to the roots, so that now the Han family is covered with dust and the Son of Heaven is in trouble, but with me Dong Zhuo in Yongliang for a day, I will never allow anyone to bully my people, insult my soldiers, and the Han family is weak, but I Dong Zhuo is willing to squander my blood to protect my Han country and protect my Yongliang people." ”

As the saying goes, the division needs to be famous, don't look at Dong Zhuo's high-sounding words, but the main topic of the room is very clear, and they naturally all know that this is just what they need for the action of the army, and the soldiers also need an excuse, a goal, and a glory of sacrificing and squandering their blood for it.

"The Qiang people are nomadic, there is no need to conquer the city, this battle only needs to bring cavalry to go, but the Qiang people have no distinction between old ** women, they are all born warriors, once they face the disaster of extermination, they will inevitably swear to resist, I don't know how many soldiers are going to take the lord to this trip?" Living in the Northland, in fact, it is only a year of time, but Guo Jia has almost a thorough understanding of the living habits of the Northland people, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he pointed to the key point of the question.

"Now Zhangye has 60,000 soldiers, including 20,000 cavalry and 40,000 foot soldiers. Dong Zhuo groaned for a moment and began to calculate.

It's also that he doesn't have a backache when he stands and talks, can 20,000 cavalry be considered less? If he hadn't looted Luoyang, and he himself was not as good as Dong Zhuo in history, where would he have so much money to form a cavalry? Looking at the princes of the world, who can be like him, in almost every legion, there are a large number of cavalry? You must know that a cavalryman can withstand five foot soldiers, and the money and food required to train cavalry are too much.

It's just money, and more importantly, even if you have money, you have to be able to buy a war horse, right? Just think about what kind of life Yuan Shao is living now, and then look at what kind of life Dong Zhuo is living, everyone will know how much they want to beat Dong Zhuo hard.

"In this way, it should be enough to gather the more than 60,000 people left in Chang'an City in the old Xiliang Army, and send another 10,000 Flying Bear Army to follow." After a moment, Dong Zhuo, who had cleared the score, suddenly raised his head, looked at a few people with different expressions and explained: "Although the Qiang people sent out 80,000 people before, but after a war, there are only 50,000 people left, and Ma Teng and Han Sui want to surrender, you don't think that I will let the two of them cultivate soldiers, right?" ”

After finishing speaking, Dong Zhuo couldn't stop laughing.

"Ahem......" Li Ru coughed dryly, interrupting Dong Zhuo's laughter: "Seventy thousand people, it's still a bit less, not to mention that the old department of Xiliang has not yet been reorganized, if the lord uses it, he may not be able to do it easily, in the opinion of Confucianism, the lord still brings another 30,000 soldiers who have been reorganized, right?" ”

The military reform is still in progress, the soldiers are also being transferred one after another, the army of more than 400,000 people can not be reorganized in a moment and a half, the old troops in Xiliang are all veterans who have followed Dong Zhuo for many years, and there is nothing to say about strength, but in the same way, they are even more difficult to reorganize, and among them, the youngest, almost all of them are in their thirties, and they are older, they have already passed the peak of their combat power in life, although they are elite, they still need to add one in front.

The Flying Bear Army, which is always inhaling and eliminating, has always maintained the top in terms of combat power, even in the face of the pro-guard team led by Xu Chu, it can also catch up, 10,000 people, the combat power is already good, plus 30,000 pawns, the number of 100,000 people is enough to sweep the world.

Dong Zhuo couldn't cry or laugh for a while.