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Dong Zhuo finally realized that he had obviously miscalculated the situation he might face

Whether it was the mischievous hiss of the Suzaku at the beginning of the Changsha or the almost desperate thunder of the black green dragon in the belly, everyone who witnessed it had a deep memory of its miraculous scene, and all the survivors who survived it regarded it as the biggest nightmare of their lives.

Just like the veterans of Cao Cao's army who had experienced the Battle of Changshe, especially those who had served under Li Shushi, only they, only they were under the protection constructed by Su Xiaololi with the help of Vermilion Bird Treasure Jade would truly understand that under that magnificent attack, only the same miraculous defense could allow them to survive the catastrophe.

Of course, the same miracle of luck can achieve such an effect.

Perhaps for Dong Zhuo, when the heavy rain just fell, the whole army attacked the coalition camp, and the chances of victory might be much higher.

It's just that the most unlikely thing in this world is the word if.

Although the fifth thunderbolt bombarded the halfway up the mountainside in front of the revolving gate, the falling boulder completely blocked the already dilapidated revolving gate gate, and also completely blocked the last possibility of Dong Zhuojun's rapid attack.

Although Dong Zhuo didn't want to see those subordinates who had followed him for many years lose in vain, but at this moment, in the face of this unprecedented situation, he himself didn't know how to deal with it, this was not a battle he was familiar with.

Just when Dong Zhuo felt at a loss, in the dense rain curtain, a man and a rider were rushing here on a fast horse.

Wu Yi is an ordinary scout in the Xiliang Army, although it is said to be ordinary, but he has just been over thirty years old but has been in the Xiliang Army for half his life, from the beginning of the ordinary soldier to the baggage soldier who was responsible for escorting grain and grass until now he has become a qualified scout. Because of his steady and meticulous character, many times he is responsible for transmitting the information he has detected back to the army, and over time, even the high-level officials of the Xiliang Army such as Dong Zhuo and Li Ru are also familiar, although there is no one more person under his command because of this.

However, Wu Yi doesn't care much about this, maybe in his opinion, he doesn't have much ability, he can't be like those generals, he will only have thousands of troops, although he has also dreamed of it, imitated, but even if it is a dozen or so people, he can't do effective distribution, so that they can always play their maximum effectiveness instead of being busy for a while and idle for a while, if because of his transmission, the Xiliang army can win the battle, then it is the greatest praise for his efforts.

And now, it was with this mood that he rushed back into the rain curtain, desperately patting the war horse under his crotch, hoping that the war horse under his crotch could be faster, and he could send the box in his arms to the people who needed it at the turnstile gate earlier.

He didn't know what was in that small box and what role it could play, but he clearly remembered that Li Ru, the most famous wise man in the Xiliang Army, told him that he must bring this box back to the revolving gate, because that important thing related to the safety of tens of thousands of Dong Zhuojun would be his most important task so far.

So...... Definitely!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but wave his horsewhip again, although this excellent war horse was already scarred, but at this moment, he was already anxious and couldn't care about so much, and the keen intuition he had cultivated on the battlefield constantly reminded him of the huge but unknown danger.

Speaking of which, he had already been aware of this dangerous feeling when the thunderstorm appeared, but in his ignorance, he obviously regarded such a danger as the enemy might take advantage of the heavy rain to do something dangerous and crazy, but considering that there was not only a revolving gate here, but also so many strong generals and soldiers, he put this worry behind him.

But then he found that his idea was a little naïve, because Li Ru, the first wise man in the Western Liang Army, found him and told him that the situation was in crisis, and let him get out of the customs quickly.

To be honest, Wu Yi was really a little startled at that time, in fact, until he stepped out of the revolving door, he still had a kind of disbelief in his heart, he didn't think that anyone else in the invincible Xiliang Army could defeat.

It was only when he rushed out of the area covered by the rainstorm that he understood why Li Ru was so worried

Yes, the Xiliang army led by the Xiangguo Lord is not afraid of those elite generals, even if it is a conspiracy, but when their opponent is replaced by something strange and completely unknown, I am afraid that everyone will have suspicions.

But it didn't matter, he had already rushed back, he was not far from the revolving door, especially the huge roar from the distance reminded him, hurry, hurry, his robes were going through a great test.

For Wu Yi's appearance, if you seriously say that Li Ru is not prepared, after all, there is a distance of two hundred miles from the revolving gate to Luoyang, and it is not easy for the things he needs to be delivered in one day and one night after going back and forth plus some necessary actions after entering Luoyang City, but now it seems that Wu Yi has compressed the time by nearly one-third.

For such a miraculous result, Li Ru now has no time to inquire as carefully as usual, after all, faster information transmission speed is sometimes decisive for the victory or defeat of a war, and there is an example of this.

With the mysterious box handed over to him by Wu Yi, Li Ru left in a hurry, but he didn't forget that Wu Yi, who was lying in the muddy water with his war horse, released a small supply after handing over the box to Li Ru as he walked. Although Li Ru didn't know if this spell would be useful to the man who had lost his strength, he didn't have time to estimate it now.

He ran faster and faster, ignoring the fact that his feet had been completely wet with stagnant water, his beautiful brocade robe was stained with splashed mud, his originally beautiful bun was now scattered, and his long hair mixed with rain on his face was not only uncomfortable but also made him look like a demon returning from the underworld, but now he no longer cared about these things.

One qiē, one qiē just to stop the man he admires from suffering that kind of pain again.

Dong Zhuo had carried the five heavenly thunders alive so far, which meant that nearly two thousand soldiers of the Xiliang Army had died there to protect him. Although the soldiers of the Xiliang Army continued to pour into the Shura school that looked like hell on earth, Dong Zhuo's heart was like a crirch at this moment, and those deceased faces Dong Zhuo still remembered vividly!

Of course, Dong Zhuo doesn't want to die now, because now he not only carries the common ideals of Xiliang people, but also shoulders the souls of the two thousand robes and brothers who sacrificed for himself.

However, if it weren't for the strong desire to survive that now supported him, maybe Dong Zhuo would have fallen even if those subordinates had borne the damage of the heavenly thunder, after all, he was the target of the heavenly thunder attack, the kind of electric current that was enough to melt any object could pass through his body, and his tiger talisman was transmitted to the bodies of those pro-soldiers, and the pain in it was obviously not something that ordinary people could bear.

Therefore, when the fifth heavenly thunder that attacked him dispersed, even with Dong Zhuo's iron bones, he had to face the fact that his body was not only not a good skin, but also covered with bloodstains.

Perhaps he should have been glad - at least the wounds had been scorched by the heat as soon as they appeared, allowing him to avoid the possibility of bleeding from the outside. As for his entrails? How can you take care of it now, it is already a victory to be able to stand here.

At least die standing and die, and don't let those coalition bastards see my jokes.

Dong Zhuo's state of mind at this time may have fallen into a trough, even if he has been unwilling to admit his failure. However, at least almost the entire army of the Xiliang army has been retained, and as long as this army still exists, then the dream of the Xiliang people will not be shattered.

Dong Zhuo felt that his eyelids began to have an urge to "fight", although every time he would stop because of the pain he felt from pulling the wound, this was obviously not a good phenomenon.

What should I do now? Reminiscing about the past of your life?

For the first time, Dong Zhuo felt a feeling of exhaustion in his body, as if he had lost the motivation to move on, both physically and mentally.

Such a body really doesn't fit the name Dong Zhongying.

Dong Zhuo thought to himself that if he followed his own temper, he might be more willing to fall on the way to the charge.

But those who fought with the determination to die survived, and those who harbored cowardice died on the battlefield.

Am I becoming cowardly now?

“…… Call...... Oh...... Yes...... Hiss ......"

Just when Dong Zhuo was thinking nonsense, a faint and unclear voice came from his ears.

Sure enough, I can't even hear clearly with my ears......

Dong Zhuo, who was still thinking like this just now, suddenly found that the voice in his ears became clear, although it was accompanied by a piercing pain in the process, Dong Zhuo could clearly feel the changes in his body, and the cheers in his ears became clearer and clearer.

"This, this is ...... What's going on! ”

Dong Zhuo watched his body recover rapidly, although the colic in his body was like the displacement of internal organs, but it didn't seem to be anything compared to this miracle-like thing, and it was not worth mentioning compared to the pain of the heavenly punishment like thunder passing through the body.

He Dong Zhuo is not so delicate.

Moreover, he found that the lightning that had been raging between the heavens and the earth seemed to have stopped, and was gradually recondensing into the original azure dragon.

What's going on?

Although he was puzzled by this sudden change, Dong Zhuo at least knew that he had successfully escaped today.

And where Dong Zhuo's line of sight was out of Dong Zhuo's sight, Li Ru mixed a complex expression of excitement, peace of mind, and determination.

Of course, farther away, a middle-aged man with shiny black hair was also paying attention to the situation on the battlefield, and when he saw that the dragon in the sky had gradually condensed and formed, he smiled as if he had accomplished something, and then disappeared without a trace.

Where he had stood, there was only a sentence that no one could hear:

"After today, Xu Lin is dead......" 

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