Summon the defense tower at the beginning

Chapter 121 Young Emperor Liu Bian
The woman seemed to have expected Chen Jue's dumbfounded look at this moment. After all, there were few men in the world who could still put on airs like her.

But what she didn't know was that Chen Jue was not surprised by her beauty, but recognized her identity at a glance.

Flower Language Dancer——Diao Chan!Killing three warriors with one peach, ending Dong Zhuo's hegemony by borrowing a knife to kill people, and truly opened up the pattern of feudal lords fighting for hegemony, is this woman!
Chen Jue was secretly surprised. He never expected that he would meet Diao Chan at such a time and on such an occasion. What he didn't even expect was that Diao Chan, one of the four most famous beauties in the world, would actually be transformed into a fox demon.

As the rain and fog dispersed by the river, the river water gathered again and flooded the river bank, washing away the thin blood on the river beach.

Looking along the bloody water, Zhang Rang in gray clothes and high crown stood silently, with his skinny right hand holding Liu Bian, a young man in brocade beside him, a simple scimitar outside the Great Wall directly pierced his heart.

Young Emperor Liu Bian was obviously terrified, and subconsciously wanted to break free of Zhang Rang's hand and escape. Unexpectedly, even though he was seriously injured, the gray-clothed and high-crowned Zhang Rang was still standing still, like the leader of a mountain, emaciated. His right hand is like iron tongs, and he never lets go.

It's a pity that before Zhang Rang could say anything, a person from the other side of the river flew towards him like a flying swallow, raised a knife in his hand, and cut off Zhang Rang's head without any explanation!
Young Emperor Liu Bian watched this good servant beside him die on the spot, he was just a young boy, how could he stand such a stimulus, he was about to faint.

The man who beheaded Zhang Rang stood still on the river beach, wearing a silver-black chainmail with a fur collar. Looking at the vertical feathers on his helmet, he must not be Han.

After easily killing Zhang Rang, the man quickly pulled out the short knife on Zhang Rang's chest, and shouted something to the other side of the river.

Until then, a group of people on the other side of the river slowly appeared at the end of the horizon.

At first, he was as strong as an ox, although the horse under his seat was one of the best horses outside the Great Wall, he was still panting all the way, and some couldn't bear his astonishing physique.

Then the Phnom Penh black flag simply and directly wrote a large "Dong" character, obviously this is Dong Zhuo's army from outside the pass.

As soon as he saw the black flag, Chen Jue didn't care about Diao Chan anymore, and turned around to run into the woods.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Diao Chan, who was transformed into a little fox, stomped her feet slightly. Although she was silent, an invisible curtain of light red light spread from her feet in an instant, just stopping Chen Jue. inside.

"Don't stop me!"

"Young man, watching you play with that tiger-head gilded gun is so exciting, why are you so scared now?"

"You are not afraid, I am afraid!"

Meeting the young emperor Liu Bian and Xiliang Dong Zhuo here, Chen Jue, as a shameless little man, was afraid of dying without knowing how to die, so of course he wanted to escape.

However, Diao Chan, who was transformed into a little fox, has a surprisingly big heart, just looking at Dong Zhuo on the other side of the river without speaking, as if he didn't pay attention to Dong Zhuo at all.

You must know that in the next few years, this world will be his Dong Zhuo's world, with Xiliang iron cavalry guarding Luoyang, and even the powerful clans of the thirteen prefectures and counties of the Han Dynasty dare not be arrogant.

Since the pre-Qin period and the Warring States period, the Rongdi and Xiqiang in the north have always been a serious problem in the Central Plains. In ancient times, there was King Wuling of Zhao Hufu who rode and shot, and in the early Han Dynasty there was also a parachutist Li Guang, and generals like Huo Qubing were able to conquer the north and the south.

Even so, until now, the north has not been peaceful.

Dong Zhuo's garrison at the Mobei Border Pass itself represents his extraordinary ability, and with the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses he leads, at least in Luoyang today, no one dares to compete for the front.

A light red light curtain shrouded half of the hillside, and Chen Jue and Diao Chan, who turned into a little fox, were trapped inside. I don't know if it was because the light curtain covered the breath of the two of them, but Dong Zhuo on the other side of the river didn't even look up. Take a look at the two of them.

"Master Assassin, your golden knife is here."

The previous Qiang scout, who was as tall as a swallow, had Zhang Rang's head in a different place while probing his hands. He held the trembling young emperor Liu Bian in one hand, and presented the golden knife decorated with wolf's head in the other. His words were extremely respectful.

Sitting on the black horse, Dong Zhuo looked at Liu Bian. This boy was pale and shivering, but he was eight or nine years old and he was the emperor of Han today.

Obviously, Liu Bian was not qualified.

The gravel outside the fortress was mixed with the perennial wind and sand, and Dong Zhuo's arms, waist and back were tanned bronze. This seemingly plump figure was actually full of unimaginable strength.

"His Majesty……"

After staring at it for a long time, Dong Zhuo didn't care about his wolf-headed golden knife when he opened his mouth, but directly called his majesty.

Liu Bian trembled, stood on the ground, raised his head and saw the tall horse, and couldn't even see Dong Zhuo's expression clearly, so he could only raise his head blankly, not knowing what to say.

This is not the Luoyang Imperial Palace, and there are not so many servants to help out, how can Liu Bian withstand the evil spirit carried by Dong Zhuo?
Seeing Liu Biancheng's terrified appearance, everyone was silent, but Dong Zhuo, who was standing proudly on the horse, suddenly sighed.

This sigh was so abrupt that the vanguard generals around him couldn't help but all looked at him.

In their eyes, this rugged man had never sighed in front of everyone.

"The matter has come to this, minister Zhongying should defend the country with death. Your Majesty can rest assured."

While speaking, Dong Zhuo turned over and dismounted. The tonnage of about three hundred kilograms faintly shook the ground as soon as it hit the ground.

It's just that apart from this seemingly funny action, Dong Zhuo knelt on his knees, and there was no hint of joking on his tiger-like face.

Liu Bian looked at the man in front of him in shock. Naturally, he couldn't see anything good from his sinister face. After all, Dong Zhuo was not a handsome man and was not that lovable.

Simply because Liu Bian is the eldest son of Lingdi Liu Hong, a young man who grew up in Luoyang Palace, but he is a bit more determined than ordinary children. He suppressed his panic and pretended to be calm.

"Who are you?"

"The minister is the governor of Bingzhou, Dong Zhuo."

"You are the Governor Dong who guards Xiliang?!"

Liu Bian seemed to have heard of this name before, and there was a bit of surprise in his words, but there was no smile on Dong Zhuo's face.

"Take your Majesty down to rest, prepare your chariot and horses, and follow me into Luoyang."

"..."

Liu Bian heard Dong Zhuo's words, then looked at Dong Zhuo's indifferent face, and secretly felt something was wrong.

In the past years, I was used to the smiling faces of everyone in the palace, but seeing Dong Zhuo's cold face now made Liu Bian feel very uncomfortable, especially when Dong Zhuo's subordinates killed Zhang Rang before, it left a bad feeling in Liu Bian's heart. small shadows.

(End of this chapter)