N-A-A Chapter 162
Chapter 162
Under the haze of the ancient capital Luoyang, Dong Zhuo's days seemed to be swallowed by the endless dark night. Every moment was like walking on a sharp blade, tormenting and long.
He used to be powerful in the court, but recently he seemed to be swallowed by an invisible anger. The deaths of several concubines of the previous emperor were just a wisp of smoke under this violent mood. At this moment, he has turned into an out-of-control tiger, blindly colliding in the forest of power and desire.
"Hulao Pass... Is this place name really in conflict with my fate and has become an insurmountable fate for me?" Dong Zhuo muttered to himself, with both unwillingness and helplessness and ridicule of fate in his tone.
Since he returned to Luoyang, a city of prosperity and crisis, the situation has been like a wild horse running away, rushing towards the edge of out of control.
The roar of the coalition's iron hooves breaking through Hulao Pass still echoes in his ears. It was not only the collapse of the military defense line, but also the shaky collapse of his psychological defense line. Since then, the coalition has surged like a tide, pressing forward step by step, and Luoyang City seems to have become an isolated island, isolated and helpless.
In the court, the civil and military officials who used to bow their heads and obeyed in the past now show signs of restlessness. There are complex emotions flashing in their eyes - fear, calculation, or a desire for an uncertain future.
Dong Zhuo knew that once Liu Yao's army was at the gates of the city, these former ministers might become the last straw that broke the camel's back and become the vanguard of rebellion in an instant.
The Xiliang army he brought was damaged at Hulao Pass, morale plummeted, and even his adopted son was defeated.
Alas, what should I do? Do I really have to listen to Li Ru's advice?
At this moment.
Li Ru's voice came from outside the house.
"Grandmaster, have you thought about it?"
Dong Zhuo looked at Li Ru, who understood his thoughts best.
"Alas, in this predicament, I really have no choice."
"The strategy you mentioned at the beginning."
"You want me to burn my boats and burn the food reserves in Luoyang City, and drive all the troops to fight a decisive battle with the Guandong coalition."
Dong Zhuo's face was intertwined with some hesitation and contemplation. When he first arrived in Luoyang, his decisiveness and heroism were enough to make him order the burning of all the food without hesitation, vowing to fight with his back to the river and shake the world.
At that time, he had lofty ambitions in his heart, as if nothing in the world could stop him.
However, as time went by, the prosperity and luxury of Luoyang, like a frog boiled in warm water, quietly eroded his will.
The former Xiliang Iron Cavalry, once as fierce as wolves and tigers, was invincible, but now it has gradually lost its former sharpness and fighting power in this comfort, as if even the iron body has been stained with a bit of laziness and fatigue.
As for Dong Zhuo himself, he was entangled in power and enjoyment. The iron blood and tenacity of the past had long been worn out in endless feasts and music, and the tenacity in his bones seemed to be softened beyond recognition by this gentle country.
Lu Bu's defeat was like a bolt from the blue, shattering the last fluke and fantasy of the army. People were panicked, and morale was at its lowest point. Everyone secretly doubted whether this battle could still be reversed. From the perspective of morale, they had quietly lost.
And Dong Zhuo couldn't afford to gamble, because he was no longer the poor Xiliang Ranger. Now he was the Grand Master of the Han Dynasty, with power in the court and countless beauties as his companions. He was afraid, he was afraid of losing such a life.
Li Ru's eyes were deep, intertwined with complex and indescribable emotions.
He recalled the time when he first met Dong Zhuo, the aspirations that stirred people's hearts, as if they could ignite the fire of the whole world. Now, the fire seems to have gradually extinguished, replaced by the greed for power and the status quo.
"Grandmaster," Li Ru said slowly, his voice low and firm.
"I still have a plan in my mind, although it is a bad plan, it may solve the current difficulties."
Dong Zhuo heard this, and a trace of eager light flashed in his eyes, as if a drowning man grabbed the last straw. "Oh? Tell me quickly! Tell me quickly!"
"The next best strategy is to bring all the civil and military officials and the emperor to Chang'an to avoid the limelight for a while."
"Chang'an, that ancient city, is backed by the might of Xiliang. It is the base of Grand Tutor Dong Zhuo. Moreover, Hangu Pass is a natural barrier. One man can block the pass and ten thousand men cannot open it. On the other hand, the coalition forces of the princes are mostly heroes from Guandong. If they go west to fight the bandits, their supply routes will inevitably stretch for thousands of miles, like a thin line hanging on a cliff, which is fragile and greatly weakens their combat effectiveness and fighting spirit."
"Moreover, the princes are not ordinary people. They have their own plans in mind. They know that going deep into Guanzhong means being far away from their homeland. The rear is empty and they may be coveted by bandits from other roads and their nests will be lost."
"Hahaha! Good! This plan is very good! Very good!"
A golden light flashed in Dong Zhuo's eyes.
"In my opinion, moving the capital to Chang'an,Not only does it require the right time and place, but it also requires the will of the people to achieve perfection. Therefore, there are three indispensable strategies, which are the basis for success. "
Li Ru continued.
"The first thing is that the Western Han Dynasty and the Eastern Han Dynasty, the two Han dynasties looked at each other from afar, and the deer walked in Chang'an, only then could all difficulties be solved. 'When this was said, it was intended to turn the move of the capital into the will of God, so that all the people would return to their hearts and all the officials would bow their heads, thinking that it was the will of God and could not be disobeyed. "
"The second thing is to immediately kidnap the emperor and all the officials, tell him about the move of the capital, and kill those who resist!"
"The third thing is that our army's move of the capital to Chang'an is very expensive, and it takes money to appease all the officials and the army. "
Dong Zhuo found that the treasury was empty after entering Luoyang. Over the years, he had spent all the money on building palaces and selecting concubines.
"But we have spent all the money we can collect. It is not a small amount for these hundreds of thousands of troops to go to Chang'an. "
Dong Zhuo looked embarrassed.
"My Lord, don't worry. There is still a huge fortune under Luoyang. It's just that the way to get it requires extraordinary courage. "
"Oh? What do you mean? Where is the money?" Dong Zhuo's eyes lit up when he heard it, as if he had caught a ray of hope.
"It's on the land under our feet."
Dong Zhuo's eyes were deep, penetrating the fine beads of sweat on Li Ru's forehead, and instantly saw through the other party's unfinished words.
Outside the city of Luoyang, there are more than a dozen Han emperors buried. That is the imperial tomb. The money cultivated must be countless. Once those burial objects are dug out, he will definitely not be short of money. However, digging graves has been a taboo since ancient times.
If he digs more than a dozen imperial tombs in a row, he will definitely leave a bad name for eternity. I am afraid that he will be dug out and repeatedly whipped after his death.
Dong Zhuo immediately hardened his heart.
"Forget it! How can a man be afraid of future criticism when doing things? If the current difficulties are not resolved, how can we talk about future ambitions and hegemony? I, Dong Zhuo, will bear the blame alone! "
"Dig! I will arrange for someone to dig now!"
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