Everything that happened in Chengdu City, Liu Mao didn't know, and Dong Zhuo didn't know either, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care too much. With the Sword Pavilion in hand, he can attack and retreat, he is already in an active position, of course, with Zitong in hand, Yizhou doesn't seem to be much passive.

For five days in a row, Dong Zhuo has been busy manufacturing siege equipment, the ladder is easy to do, after searching all the craftsmen in Jiameng Pass and Sword Pavilion, it is almost only two days' work, hundreds of ladders have been built, but it is too difficult to capture Zitong by relying on the ladder alone, unless Dong Zhuo is willing to take tens of thousands of soldiers to pile up, because if he wants to capture Zitong, he must put some effort on the siege equipment.

"This is the crash you made?" Looking at the strange thing in front of him, Dong Zhuo couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Big ...... The adults spared their lives......" bang, the craftsman in front of Dong Zhuo suddenly knelt on the ground, trembling like a sieve of chaff, like a chain reaction, the craftsmen who were already trembling on the flat ground all knelt down with a bang, they were just some ordinary craftsmen, they built some farm tools or something on weekdays, such as siege equipment, basically made by officials and craftsmen, if it wasn't for the ladder to do, I was afraid that they couldn't even make the ladder, even if it was a farm tool, they only dared to make some wood.

In the Han Dynasty, in fact, there was no workshop or anything, the Han Emperor Wu Emperor had implemented the salt and iron official camp, and then, in order to strengthen the management of weapons, the Han princes and kings were not allowed to make weapons privately, in the people, even private cast iron tools had to be punished, at the end of the Han Dynasty, although this system was much weaker, the iron production at most the princes or families dared to interfere.

The crash in front of him really made Dong Zhuo speechless, but he didn't mean to blame these craftsmen, after waving his hand to let everyone get up, Dong Zhuo circled around the crash in the frightened eyes of a group of people, but after a while, Dong Zhuo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he turned his head to look at the group of craftsmen and asked, "Who came up with this idea?" ”

There was a commotion in the crowd, some people didn't know why, some people were terrified, but soon, a man was pushed out by everyone.

"What's your name? Is it the attention you want to come up with for such a crash? Seeing the people cautiously approaching, Dong Zhuo couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, didn't he just look a little ugly, as for being scared like this? You know, from the day he invited these craftsmen, he ate and drank well, and he didn't beat or scold, he didn't know why these people were so afraid.

"Ma Jun." Ma Jun knelt on the ground, his body trembled a little, and he didn't dare to say more.

"Oh? You have a pretty new idea, tell me, what do you think? Dong Zhuo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this, he only felt that this name was good, during this time, almost all the people he saw were called anything, but there were few normal ones, and as soon as Ma Jun opened his mouth, there was a cool smell of the west, which made Dong Zhuo's heart move, but he couldn't help but say nothing else.

Dong Zhuo's pleasant face made Ma Jun a little uncomfortable, and he was stunned there. Different from other people here, Ma Jun is also a character, when he was young, he traveled very early, and he was also famous for Dong Zhuo, when Dong Zhuo's soldiers entered Luoyang, Ma Jun was in Luoyang, because he knew Dong Zhuo well, after they were looted, although no one told them who the person who was looking for them was, but Ma Jun still recognized Dong Zhuo at a glance, forced by Dong Zhuo's reputation in the past, how could Ma Jun not be afraid?

"Back to ...... Hui Xiangguo...... Uh......" Suddenly, Ma Jun was stunned, and then a touch of cool air rushed straight to his brain from the soles of his feet, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Sangkook?" In the muttering, a smile suddenly hung on the corner of Dong Zhuo's mouth, and then he glanced at Xu Chu, and soon after, the two soldiers strode out and carried Ma Jun out of here.

"Lingbud, you keep an eye on it here, crash the car, just make it like this." After turning around and giving an order to Ling Bao beside him, Dong Zhuo also followed and left.

With a bang, the craftsmen smashed the pot all at once, some lost their minds, some gloated, some panicked, and not a kind.

"It's all worked, hurry up." In the snapping sound, Ling Bao shook the whip in his hand loudly, he was not Dong Zhuo, he didn't want to bully these craftsmen, in his opinion, these craftsmen were not beaten and disobedient masters, only if they beat hard, they would be diligent, but Dong Zhuo just left, he didn't directly throw the whip on people.

In the city of Sword Pavilion, after returning to Fuzhong, Dong Zhuo did not immediately go to see Ma Jun, while taking a shower, Dong Zhuo went to the lobby in a roundabout way.

"You know me? Interesting, listen to your accent, you're also from Xiliang, right? Well? It's just that the taste has changed a little. After being stunned for such a long time, Ma Jun also came back to his senses a little, he was afraid of death, but that was only before he had a choice, and now the result has become like this, and then how it will be completely out of his control, he has never hated his mouth as much as he does now.

"When I was in Luoyang, I was fortunate to meet Xiangguo, the hometown of the grass people." Ma Jun answered smoothly this time, and his eyes did not move.

"Oh? Fufeng? How long has it been since you haven't been back home? In his meaningful gaze, a smile hung on the corner of Dong Zhuo's mouth.

"It's been four years since I returned to Xiangguo." To be honest, Ma Jun lowered his head and thought for a while before saying out loud.

"Four years, it's been a long time, today's Fufeng is no longer the Fufeng of the year, if you have a chance, you can go back and see." At the corner of Dong Zhuo's eyebrows, a smile immediately appeared, and he looked at Ma Jun and said indifferently.

"Xie Xiangguo." Ma Jun was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed his head and bowed, seeing that Ma Jun was so clever, Dong Zhuo was really a little happy to see the hunt.

"Okay." After admiring it, Dong Zhuocai spoke again: "Now tell me how you came up with that idea, it's good, it's rewarding." ”

"This?" Ma Jun scratched his head and smiled a little innocently: "When the grass people traveled, they once saw a big bell in a house, and there was a horizontal bar hanging next to it. ”

"Oh?" Dong Zhuo's heart moved, and he suddenly understood what Ma Jun was talking about, such an encounter would be encountered by many people, but there were very few people who could add it to their own ideas and create it like Ma Jun, at least he Dong Zhuo had never met such a person in the more than two years since he came to the late Han Dynasty.

Thinking of this, Dong Zhuo immediately spoke out and said: "Very smart approach, very beautiful idea, you are very good, Ma Jun, would you like to worship under my command?" ”