There are gentlemen in the Three Kingdoms

There was no movement in the arena for a while.

After observing carefully for a while, Li Ru rode out to Dong Zhuo's side, and said, "Xiangguo, it seems that Wang Yun's chariot is not here."

Dong Zhuo suddenly said: "A chaotic battle turned out to have lost this old man, okay, just lose it, it's hard to find generals who fight, and some toads who can be Stuarts pick others first! This old man I will deal with it later."

After finishing speaking, Dong Zhuo changed his words again: "The old man has changed, the first old man will be replaced by Taiwei Huang Wan, Huang Ziyan!"

Li Ru was next to Dong Zhuo, squinting his eyes and searching the field for a while, then suddenly pointed and smiled excitedly: "The old Taiwei is there!"

As soon as Dong Zhuo waved his hand, he saw a group of infantrymen of the Xiliang Army holding simple knives and shields running into the battlefield separated by the two armies. According to Li Ru's instructions, they threatened and intimidated Taiwei Huang Wan and his family with curses. Nu rushed to Dong Zhuojun's camp.

Taiwei Huang Wan is nearly fifty years old, not particularly old, the problem is that he doesn't want to go back to Dong Zhuo's side, he hesitates and refuses to enter the formation, until Dong Zhuo is really impatient, he gets off the car himself, kicks him into the formation, It was only then that Huang Wan's thoughts were completely cut off.

Wang Yun was in front of the alliance army, seeing that everyone was a high-ranking colleague in the past, but now he is being picked up like this, and he was so sad that he burst into tears.

It is too appalling to see such an important weapon of the country falling into such a field where people can be slaughtered and divided for food!

After Dong Zhuo kicked Huang Wan into the army, he returned to his car and drove in, then pointed to the potter, signaling him to call the roll.

The potter's cold sweat fell.

Roll call?But who should he order?It seems that he is not very familiar with these current serving courtiers.

Even if you know a few sporadically, the problem is that you haven't seen them before. How can you know who is in the field now? In recent years, the court has been chaotic. Even Wang Yun, Situ, just succeeded Yang Biao this year.

Turning his head, the pottery merchant ordered Xia Houyuan who was following him, "Bring your lord over here!"

Xia Houyuan took the order to go, and brought Cao Cao to the potter's side when he was young.

In front of the Xiliang army formation, Dong Zhuo saw Cao Cao's figure, his eyes flashed, and he sneered a few times.

Among the princes, Dong Zhuo hated Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu the most, but Cao Cao!For Dong Zhuo, Cao Cao is definitely a big stain in his life.

Cao Cao came to the front of the battle and said to Tao Shang, "Brother Tao, what can you call me?"

The pottery merchant smiled awkwardly, and said: "Brother Meng De, the old thief was leaving Taiwei Huang Wan just now, and now it's our turn to roll the rolls, but I am not familiar with the positions and names of the ministers in the court and have never seen him before." them"

Cao Cao suddenly realized what he said, and said, "Brother Tao wants Cao to help you choose?"

The potter gave Cao Cao a thumbs up: "Of course!"

Cao Cao had lived for 35 years, and it was the first time he had done such a valuable business, so he couldn't help but feel a little excited at this moment.

That's picking a public servant, not a sow, I guess you will encounter such a once in a lifetime!

He rubbed his palms excitedly, and said: "Minister of the court, Mr. Cao knows everything, Brother Tao, just tell me, how do we choose?"

The pottery merchant rubbed his smooth chin, thinking while saying: "The people we want to select need to have the following three qualities. One is to look for the interests of the family. Yes! The second is to look at the age, we must choose some old and prudent ones to come to us, and the most energetic ones should not exceed 60 years old. The third is that the people we choose should not be very smart. Stupid, silly, naive kind"

As soon as he said this, Cao Cao was immediately stunned.

"Brother Tao, what story did you base your selection on? Why did you focus on the interests of the family? What kind of classic is this old and not-so-intelligent evidence?"

The pottery merchant laughed when he heard the words: "Isn't this hard to understand? Those who are willing to devote their lives to the court, those who are young and smart are all taken away by the other party, and let them want to harm Dong Zhuo."

Cao Cao's face froze when he heard the words, while Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan were sweating profusely.

This kid is too bad, the quality is questionable.

After a long while, Cao Cao said to the Tao merchant, "Let those ministers get out of the car first, Cao can't see who is who."

The potter turned his head and yelled at the crowd: "Everyone got out of the car and formed a row. There is only one place at a time. First come, first served!"

At first, there was no movement from the carriages, until after three cups of tea, the curtains of the carriages were slowly lifted, and the court officials showed their true faces with shameful eyebrows and drooping eyes. .

Dong Zhuo laughed happily in the car.

Wang Yun was already trembling with anger in the coalition formation.

Cao Cao looked at it carefully for a while, and then slowly said: "Da Honglu Yang Biao"

The potter immediately turned his head and shouted: "Our side, please come back to the army, Mr. Yang Biao and Yang Biao."

Before he finished speaking, he saw an old man in the middle of the battlefield, about fifty years old, eagerly raised his hands and shouted: "Quick, quick, this old man is here! Mengde! Hurry up and pick this old man up!"

Xiahou Dun waved his gun, and Cao Bing ran over to guide Yang Biao and his family back to the army.

Seeing Yang Biao's appearance, the pottery merchant asked Cao Cao dissatisfiedly, "Aren't there a few older ones? Eighty-ninety-year-old ones?"

Cao Cao gritted his teeth angrily: "How can there be so many octogenarians? Those who have died long ago are considered treasures at this age!"

Next, it was Dong Zhuo's turn again, and the old thief hardly hesitated: "Second, I want Zuo Zhonglang to general Cai Yong!"

The pottery merchant followed Cao Cao's reminder: "Please come to our army formation, Taichang Ma Rixun!"

Dong Zhuo: "The third head, the old man wants to serve Zhao Wen!"

The potter: "Please, Sikong Zhong, come into our army."

Dong Zhuo: "Fourth, I want Dr. Guanglu, Chunyu Jia!"

Pottery merchant: "Jin Wu Hu mother class."

Dong Zhuo: "The old man wants Wei Wei Zhang Xi!"

Pottery: ""

Dong Zhuo: ""

Chapter 71 Returning to the Army

Wang Yun was in the rear, looking at his colleagues from the Manchu Dynasty who entered his camp one by one, he could not help but burst into tears. It could not be said whether he was sad or angry at the joint efforts of the potter and Dong Zhuo.

In just a few days, the lives of these court officials seemed to have fallen from the sky to the ground. Not only did they leave Luoyang, the birthplace of their careers, but they also suffered from wars and homelessness.

High-ranking officials and rich salary, power in the court, those things seem to have become a thing of the past. In the past few days, the courtiers have seen too many wars, too many deaths, and too much blood during the process of migration. For them now, the biggest His only wish is to be able to live in peace, and leave this Shura battlefield full of right and wrong alive.

The ministers who entered the vassal formation each got out of the carriage, some were excited, some were reticent, some comforted each other, some celebrated that they had escaped from the clutches of the devil, some lamented that the Son of Heaven could not escape, and some Worried about those colleagues who were brought to the Xiliang Army camp by Dong Zhuo.

In short, there are all kinds of things, and there are all kinds of expressions, which are enough to taste the various forms of the world.

When the last courtier walked into the camp of the Allied Army of the Five Route Princes, it represented that the activity of dividing the courtiers equally came to a successful conclusion.

Sitting on the chariot, Dong Zhuo looked at the courtiers who had been dragged back to his own camp, and then at the other half in the opposite enemy camp, with a look of unwillingness in his eyes.

"Has the northern army led by Lu Bu and Li Su arrived yet?" the old thief turned to Li Ru.

Li Ru shook his head: "There is no news at all."