Lu Bu, the Tyrant of the Three Kingdoms

"Feng Xian! Today, General Dong's plan to lead the water of the Yangtze River into Wancheng, I don't know what you think of Feng Xian. Huang Zhong looked at Lu Bu and asked about this with some seriousness.

Lu Bu smiled slightly when he heard this, it seems that Huang Zhong is still a little worried about this matter! After all, although Wancheng is not the place where Huang Zhong was born, Huang Zhong has also served in the army in Wancheng, and has been in this land for more than ten years, how can he be willing to give it!

"Could it be that Brother Han Sheng thinks that General Dong can't do this?" Lu Bu asked with some amusement.

Huang Zhong sighed slightly when he listened, and said: "Alas, Zhong is not a pedantic person, the strength of Wancheng is rare in the world, not to mention that there are hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban Army in the city, as well as more than a year's worth of food, although our army has 130,000 soldiers and horses, but the number is about the same as the Yellow Turban Army, if you want to break the city, there is indeed no other way than this plan." "

Lu Bu listened and asked with some curiosity: "Oh, then why is Brother Hansheng sighing." "

When Huang Zhong heard this, he sighed helplessly and said: "General Dong and Feng Xian, you are not from Nanyang, and Zhong is a native of Nanyang, and he has been in the army for many years. "

When Lu Bu heard this, he was overjoyed in his heart, you Huang Zhong will really come to trouble! I was worried about what reason to use to dig you, but I didn't expect that since you gave such a good reason, he immediately said: "If not, after Brother Han Sheng gets rid of Zhang Mancheng's department, we will go north together, and after defeating the Zhang Jiao department entrenched in Yingchuan Changshe, Brother Han Sheng can go to Wuyuan with a certain one." "

"Alas, thank you for your kindness. Huang Zhong listened and bowed his hand slightly: "However, Nanyang is the hometown of Zhong, and now Nanyang Taishou Xu Gong is dead, if there is a big chaos today, it is unknown who the new Taishou is, at this time, Zhong will be even more unable to leave Nanyang, so Fengxian's good intentions, Zhong really dare not accept it." "

Hearing this, Lu Bu couldn't help but feel a little sorry, after all, it was also! Wuyuan is a poor place, the border passes of the world, there is a threat of Hun horse thieves at any time, where a Taishou is not as comfortable as a county order in the south!

And his official position is not much bigger than Huang Zhong, at most, he has a position of too guard, Huang Zhong can't go all the way to the north with him.

A few days later, Dong Zhuo's long-awaited downpour finally came, and Dong Zhuo had been looking forward to it for a long time, strode forward, and said: "Everyone, according to Nanyang's bachelor's words who are good at observing the weather, it is necessary for a rainstorm to fall today, and it will continue overnight. "

"I wish to take the general's head as the horse. The Xiliang soldiers in front of him bowed their hands one after another.

"Very good, let's go and prepare!" Dong Zhuo was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately said.

Lu Bu just wanted to leave, but Dong shouted, "Please stay first!"

"General Dong is in trouble?" Lu Bu immediately turned around when he heard this, and said with some doubts.

Dong Zhuo looked at Lu Bu, and felt that Lu Bu seemed to have thought of the plan of flooding Wancheng a long time ago, but he didn't say it, just mentioned himself from the side, let himself say it, and said with some doubts: "Feng Xian! Do you think there is anything wrong with this plan?"

"No!" Lu Bu listened even more curiously.

Dong Zhuo is not the kind of person who can speak well, so he asked directly and decisively: "When General Feng Xian mentioned Zhuo, he said that there was a lot of water in the south, and the season of June was the season of rainfall, did General Feng Xian already think of the plan to flood Wancheng?"

Lu Bu was slightly startled when he heard this, Lu Bu had indeed thought of it a long time ago, and when Huang Zhong said that the rain said, he thought of the plan to flood Wancheng, but this strategy was too vicious, not only burying the hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban troops in Wancheng, but also burying hundreds of thousands of people in Wancheng.

The reason why Lü Bu did not say it was because in history, Dong Zhuo killed prisoners indiscriminately in the Yellow Turban Rebellion, and later seemed to have defeated the Yellow Turban Army, but he was also criticized by the Chinese in the DPRK, resulting in the Yellow Turban Rebellion, although Dong Zhuo established meritorious deeds, but did not receive any substantial reward.

Perhaps this is the origin of Dong Zhuo's initial dissatisfaction with the Han family! However, after that, the leader of the Qiang tribe, Beigong Boyu, responded to Zhang Jiao's order and united with the local clan in Xiliang, and Ma Teng Han then welcomed the leader of the Qiang tribe, Beigong Boyu, into Liangzhou and approached Luoyang.

At that time, Dong Zhuo and Huangfu Song received a call from the imperial court to go to Xiliang to fight against Beigong Boyu, and after being besieged in Chang'an for several months, they waited for Zhu Xie's support, and then broke the Qiang tribe in one fell swoop.

Dong Zhuo also made meritorious contributions in this war, but Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty still did not give Dong Zhuo much reward, perhaps this led to Dong Zhuo's inner disgust with the Han family from then on.

Later, why Dong Zhuo received the holy decree of the general He to enter Beijing, but he was not in a hurry to enter Luoyang, but entrenched his soldiers and horses in Hedong County, waiting for the opportunity.

And Lu Bu is different from Dong Zhuo, Lu Bu is a lowly official, if he really proposes a plan to flood Wancheng, he will definitely be sprayed to death by the ministers of the imperial court, and if he is not good, he will be punished by Emperor Han Ling, then he will be unlucky. _

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