Dong Yan beside her, who was still immersed in deep shock at the moment, looked at Su Zhe's eyes, and had regained her original admiration, and even went further.

Recalling Shicai's suspicion of Su Zhe, Dong Yan was ashamed and secretly wondered: "How can I question the vision of the queen's mother, this Su Zhe is really extraordinary, with a talent that has passed through the heavens and the earth......"

After taking a few deep breaths, she forcibly calmed down the shock in her heart, and arched her hand to Su Zheyi: "Su Taishou's magic skill of predicting the wind and rain is really an eye-opener for Yan, it seems that Yan's previous worries are really superfluous." ”

Su Zhe smiled: "Miss Dong has won the award, what is the prediction of the wind and rain, it's just God's help, it seems that my Su Zhe's character is still good." ”

The more he behaved so disapprerovingly, the more Dong Yan looked at him, and the eyes that looked at him were filled with deep curiosity.

As they spoke, the torrent rushed to the base of the wall.

Although the Danshui River broke the embankment, it was not a large water system like the Yangtze River after all, and when the torrent flooded here, it was already a lot less, far less turbulent than when the water flooded the enemy camp.

Zhou Cang was ordered by Su Zhe in advance to repair the city wall overnight, so that when the water flooded, the Sanhu Pavilion would not be affected, and only a few places seeped into the water.

And many of the surviving Xiliang soldiers were also swept all the way to the bottom of the Sanhu Pavilion City with the flood, they either hugged the driftwood tightly, or lay on the plank, one by one, the once murderous Xiliang soldiers, but at this moment they were all terrified.

In the north direction, dozens of small boats followed, but it was Gan Ning who changed to a smaller boat and came all the way downstream.

Gan Ning took his navy and salvaged the surviving Xiliang soldiers along the way, and all of them were taken prisoner.

Su Zhe and his soldiers stood on the city wall, talking and laughing, laughing and laughing at the grand occasion of the annihilation of the Xiliang people.

Before I knew it, it was almost dusk.

The meteorological weapon used by Su Zhe could only attack in a short period of time, so the torrential rain upstream came and went quickly, and after creating a torrent, it was powerless.

As soon as the flood peak passed, the water potential of Danshui quickly dropped, and many floodwaters that overflowed the embankment poured into the river, and the flood water receded, leaving only an endless mud.

Before the sun went down, Su Zhe could finally order the city gate to be opened, and send Zhou Canghu Che'er to lead the army to pick up spoils along the way in the direction of the receding flood.

Although most of the Xiliang Legion was submerged in this torrent, there were still some war horses and weapons left, and these materials were valuable gains for Su Zhe, who was still weak, and he could pick up one piece.

Soon, Zhou Cang sent back the news that he had picked up about 700 war horses, nearly 1,000 pieces of armor, nearly 3,000 weapons, and the rest were negligible.

"The harvest is not bad, it seems that this battle has made a lot of money." Su Zhe smiled happily.

He seemed to have seen that another army armed with these trophies would soon stand in front of him, and if this trend followed, he could expand the total number of soldiers and horses to about 10,000 men in advance.

An army of 10,000, whether it is Liu Biao or Dong Zhuo's army, can barely carry it.

The city gate opened, and Gan Ning entered the city with a group of prisoners, and dragged a prisoner with his own hands to go up to the city to report to Su Zhe.

"Childe, please look, who I captured alive." Gan Ning stepped forward excitedly and threw a Xiliang man who was like a chicken in soup in front of Su Zhe

The man was dressed in the general of a general, about thirty years old, and his whole body was covered with mud, obviously soaked in water for a long time, and his skin was soaked to a miserable white.

Su Zhe glanced at him, and didn't recognize who it was for a while.

"Dong Huang, he's Dong Huang!" Dong Yan exclaimed and recognized the person at a glance.

Su Zhe's eyes lit up, and his face couldn't help but have a look of surprise, for him, this was really an unexpected surprise.

He thought that Dong Huang had probably drowned, but he didn't expect that this Dong Dagongzi's life was really big, and he actually lived to be captured alive by Gan Shui from the water.

"Childe, this Dong Huang is a treasure." Li Yan, who was beside him, immediately reminded.

Su Zhe smiled and said nothing, how could he not know the value of Dong Huang.

You must know that Dong Zhuo's son died young, leaving only Dong Bai as the only direct bloodline, but unfortunately he was a woman and could not inherit Dong Zhuo's inheritance.

Dong Huang, as Dong Zhuo's youngest nephew, will theoretically be Dong Zhuo's future heir.

And this heir is now captured by Su Zhe, even if Dong Zhuo learns that the Son of Heaven is in his hands and wants to raise a large army to fight for it, he will more or less have a bit of a mouse.

Dong Huang is equivalent to a shield!

"Master Dong, I'm sorry, I frightened you, so I didn't drink less water." Su Zhe made no secret of sarcasm in his words.

The victor is naturally qualified to trample on the flesh and dignity of the loser.

What's more, the loser in front of him, after being defeated by him last time, shamelessly slaughtered several villages and killed hundreds of innocent people under Su Zhe's rule.

If it weren't for the fact that he would still be of great use in the future, Su Zhe would not be sarcastic about him now, but directly slaughtered him.

Dong Huang got up from the ground tremblingly, lifted the dirty hair on his head, stared at Su Zhe with angry eyes, and said hatefully: "The surname Su, you are so despicable, you actually used such despicable means to destroy my nine thousand soldiers, despicable!" Shameless! ”

"Humble your mother, anyone dares to scold!" Before Su Zhe had a seizure, Hu Che'er on the side couldn't look at it, and kicked Dong Huang in the face with a flying kick.

Bang!

Dong Huang snorted, was kicked three steps away, fell to the ground on his back facing the sky, added a mud footprint to his face, and his nose was also kicked out of blood.

He struggled to get up, his face was full of shame, wiped the blood on his nose, glared at Hu Che'er angrily and scolded: "Hu Che'er, you traitor, you dare to be rude to my son, if you fall into the hands of my son, I will make you not survive, you can't die!" ”

"Damn, Lao Tzu has worked hard for our Dong family for so many years, just because he accidentally shot one of Dong Lao's prey, he almost froze Lao Tzu to death, Lao Tzu and I betrayed him!" Hu Che'er was indignant, and he was about to make a move.

Su Zhe raised his hand and stopped him.

Only then did Hu Che'er restrain his temper and retreat to the side angrily.

Su Zhe looked at Dong Huang with a muddy face, and said coldly: "Dong Huang, you were defeated by me a few more ago, but you killed hundreds of unarmed innocent people in my Nanyang pretending to be military merits, and the word despicable came out of your mouth, don't you think you are slapping your own mouth." ”

Dong Huang was speechless, held back for a moment, and snorted disdainfully: "Those people are just untouchables who are not as good as pigs and dogs, and they are just untouchables. ”

"Pigs and dogs are not as good as ......"

Su Zhe's face swept up with deep disgust, sneered, and said, "In this case, come on, escort this eldest prince Dong back to Wancheng for me, and put him in the pig cage." ”