Yes, Cao Cao never thought that Dong Zhuo would destroy Luoyang.
And the word ruins, didn't it mean that…Luoyang, the capital of the Great Han Dynasty, had been ruined until nothing was left?
How could this be?
With all kinds of doubts, Cao Cao finally walked out of the tent in a daze.
Of course, Tong Fei didn't expect Boss Cao to be so panicked because he heard his inner thoughts. He thought that Cao Cao was simply worried about the war.
Thinking of this, Tong Fei couldn't help but sigh.
Meng De was really an honest person!
Cao Cao, who had just walked out of the tent, was shocked to the ground when he heard this.
He didn't know why Tong Fei would say such a thing.
If he really had to talk about loyalty, Cao Cao thought that he was indeed loyal in front of civil officials, generals, and people. In front of others, he would forget about it.
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Luoyang Prime Minister's Mansion
Dong Zhuo, who had turned into a big fat meat and almost burst his seat, was gasping for breath and staring at the battle report sent from Mushui Pass angrily.
"Bang!"
Dong Zhuo kicked the table in front of him, but because his body was too heavy, he almost sprained his foot.
"Damn it!"
"This group of dukes from the east of the country are all villains and traitors!”
Dong Zhuo cursed.
He was really angry.
In the alliance army of the eastern dukes, Wang Kuang, Han Fu, Zhang Yang, and the others were all provincial governors and county governors that he had personally appointed.
Tao Qian, Kong Rong, and the others were comrades who had fought side by side during the Yellow Turban Rebellion.
As for the remaining Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, and the others, Dong Zhuo had treated them well before they fled Luoyang.
However, all of them had now become the vanguard of the anti-Dong forces.
Hearing Dong Zhuo's complaint, Li Ru, who was sitting at the lower seat, let out a long sigh.
As Dong Zhuo's eldest son-in-law and chief military advisor, Li Ru had witnessed Dong Zhuo's entire rise.
Perhaps everyone would be surprised at times. Dong Zhuo had quite a number of generals, but why were there so few civil officials?
This could be attributed to Dong Zhuo's background and his foundation for achieving hegemony.
When Dong Zhuo was young, he was one of the best athletes in Western Liang. His strong muscles were far from what this fat man could compare to.
However, he was born in a poor family and was different from Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu, who grew up with a silver spoon in their mouths.
Dong Zhuo's starting point was just an ordinary soldier in the border.
Relying on his own hard work, he climbed step by step to the important position of the governor of the border.
Therefore, Dong Zhuo cherished everything he got.
However, no matter how hard he tried, he was nothing in the eyes of those aristocratic families. They simply did not take a fancy to him.
None of the talents from the aristocratic families were willing to join Dong Zhuo.
After Dong Zhuo had entered Luoyang, he had roped in these aristocratic families and given them many benefits.
Han Fu, Wang Kuang, Zhang Yang, and the others were disciples of the aristocratic families. Dong Zhuo had rewarded them because he was giving face to the aristocratic families.
However, he had done so many things, but the aristocratic families still did not look at him in the eye.
Li Ru knew this better than anyone else.
When they first entered Luoyang, Li Ru had advised Dong Zhuo.
But there was no other way. Dong Zhuo was too persistent and eager to integrate into the aristocratic family circle.
He felt like a nouveau riche in the future, eager to gain the recognition of the upper class.
Even if they had to spend a lot of money.
However, all of this came to an end when the allied army announced their crusade against Dong Zhuo.
The furious Dong Zhuo finally raised his butcher's knife towards the aristocratic families. The Yuan Family and the other aristocratic families were slaughtered by Dong Zhuo.
It seemed like Dong Zhuo had successfully taken revenge on the aristocratic families.
But in reality, Li Ru understood that their actions were within the expectations of the aristocratic families.
The elites of the next generation, like Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu, and Yuan Yi, had long left Dong Zhuo's sphere of influence and established their own independent forces.
Now, the defeat at Lishui Pass seemed to be the fault of Hua Xiong and the Western Liang army.
But wasn't it Dong Zhuo's own problem?
The aristocratic families were constantly corrupting the morale of the Western Liang army, and Dong Zhuo was deeply immersed in the pleasures of wine and meat, unable to extricate himself.
However, very few people in the entire Western Liang Army understood this.
Seeing Dong Zhuo's breathing gradually calm down, Li Ru suggested,
"Lord Prime Minister, now that Mushui Pass has been lost, we should strengthen the defense of Hulao Pass as soon as possible.”
"Mm, those damned dukes of the east of the country. It seems that only my son can lead the army first.”
When Dong Zhuo mentioned Lu Bu, the frown on his old face finally relaxed.
Now, they were still in their honeymoon period. They often played the show of "father and son's deep love". Their relationship was a hundred times better than that of a biological father and son.
"That's right, with Wen Hou taking action, it shouldn't be a big problem.”
"However, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, it is better to invite the Prime Minister to personally supervise the army at Tiger Cage Pass.”
Li Ru thought for a long time and finally said slowly.
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