The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

"Lead the way." With a cold face, Gao Zhi motioned for the scouts to lead the way.

"Yes, please, the horses have already been prepared."

Under the leadership of the scouts, Gao Zhi rode back to the city of Chang'an, came to the station arranged by the scouts, washed up briefly, and roughly picked up the food before leaving for Dong Zhuo's Xiangguo Mansion.

After leading Gao Zhi to the newly built and bustling Xiangguo Mansion Synchro Street, the scouts stopped, signaled Gao Zhi to go alone, and watched Gao Zhi enter the Xiangguo Mansion.

The scout did not let out a long breath until Gao Zhi was nowhere to be seen. Before he knew it, his back was already wet with cold sweat.

His eyes were a little dull, and his body slowly slid down against the wall. He didn't have much resentment in his heart, but more of a sense of powerlessness.

Can't help but think, this time, is it a disaster without reason?

...

Dong Zhuo's mansion is indeed very recognizable.

As a prime minister, he has an extremely magnificent and gorgeous prime minister's mansion in the most prosperous section of Chang'an Avenue.

Although, he usually chooses to live in the inner garden of the imperial palace for most of his time.

Gao Zhi went straight to the gate of the mansion, and more than a dozen Xiliang soldiers stopped him.

It's not that those soldiers don't know Gao Zhi, after all, these guards have been guarding the Xiangguo's mansion all along.

In the past, Gao Zhi had been in and out of Xiangguo's mansion several times, and he was also a familiar face.

It was only because of the successive assassinations that the alarm bells sounded in the hearts of these Xiliang soldiers who were Dong Zhuo's confidant guards.

But to be honest, there is obviously not much difference to Dong Zhuo with or without these guards.

According to what the scout said before he left, after entering the mansion, Gao Zhi walked straight towards the front hall.

Along the way, I saw many Yingying Yanyans in the mansion, and seeing Gao Zhi, they all panicked like seeing a demon, and hurriedly lowered their heads to avoid, with many expressions of helplessness, fear, worry, and lamentation in their brows.

Because most of them are maids captured by Dong Zhuo and his Xiliang soldiers from the palace.

They have encountered too many tragedies, and many of them have not yet come out of the haze in their hearts.

For them, Gao Zhi can only sigh secretly, he is just a small person.

Two hundred and two survival of the fittest

Survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest are the most appropriate pronouns of this era.

At this time, these poor women in Xiangguo Mansion are undoubtedly the best and most realistic embodiment.

These harem beauties who were originally exclusive to the emperor are now reduced to Dong Zhuo's playthings, rewards, and "items" to motivate his subordinates.

It's really hot and cold, and the tea is cold when people leave.

Losing the protection of the emperor, these women who were supposed to be high above all can only panic now, praying every day that the next woman to be played or tortured to death is not themselves.

In stark contrast, those Xiliang soldiers who stood up and sang.

To be honest, before the world was in turmoil and they entered the capital, this group of rude old men were actually just the lowest level.

If it wasn't for the Yellow Turban turmoil and Dong Zhuo's chaos in Beijing, which led to changes in the world, according to the original path, soldiers like them are just "mud legs" in the eyes of those wealthy and nobles.

At that time, they would not be the "majestic" and "overbearing" soldiers "Master" they are now.

It was the "big soldiers" who were killed at will by those high-ranking nobles and robbed of military merits wantonly.

Therefore, Gao Zhi is helpless in the face of the "rules" that exist under the development of this big trend.

After all, now, even he himself is just a prisoner under the command of others, and he can't control anyone except to constantly strengthen himself.

Shaking his head, Gao Zhi stopped staying where he was, and simply increased his pace, speeding up to the front hall of the ceremony, out of sight and out of mind.

When he got to the front hall, Gao Zhi realized that Lv Bu had already arrived. He leaned the painting halberd aside and sat alone in front of the short table drinking.

Lu Bu, who saw Gao Zhi at this moment, was also slightly surprised.

However, he didn't come directly, but from the air, he nodded slightly as a greeting, gestured to the lower seat next to him with his eyes, and asked Gao Zhi to take a seat.

Gao Zhi was taken aback for a moment. Lu Bu sat on the first right hand under Dong Zhuo, which undoubtedly meant that he was the No.1 general among Dong Zhuo's generals.

In this position, with his No. 1 title in the world, it was natural for him to sit down, and no one would bother him in an unseemly way.

But Gao Zhi is different. Among Dong Zhuo's subordinates, there are very few who have really dealt with him.

And there is no credit at all, on the contrary, as a white horse righteous follower, he also fought fiercely with Dong Zhuo.

This point, even if he does not make him a thorn in the eyes of everyone in Xiliang, it is already considered good.

Now Lu Bu is going to let him sit down, symbolizing the position of the second general under Dong Zhuo's command?

just forget it.

Gao Zhi shook his head, somewhat refusing, before Lu Bu frowned, Gao Zhi had already chosen a seat at the back at will.

Not long after sitting down, a maid in the house served wine and prepared a fruit and melon plate.

Gao Zhi was not polite either, he looked around and started to eat directly, eating in three or two bites.

"The killing intent has increased a lot. It seems that you killed a lot of people this time?" After drinking a glass of wine, Lu Bu suddenly got down and said calmly beside Gao Zhi.

"...a lot..." Gao Zhi was a bit angry, and said in a bad mood, "Can the kind of place you let me go be less killing and death?"

"Haha, I asked you to go there to sharpen your will, so that you can feel and understand the existence of killing intent as soon as possible." Lu Bu laughed, raised his head and took a sip of wine, narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled.

"Furthermore, you are still successful now!"

It was still early, and Dong Zhuo had no intention of coming out at all. The two simply drank drinks, talked and laughed happily, completely ignoring the people around them.

After about half an hour, Dong Zhuo staggered out of the inner hall with his huge belly stretched out.

"I've seen Xiangguo!" All the generals stood up and saluted Dong Zhuo, and Lu Bu was no exception.

"Okay!" Dong Zhuo nodded with a smile. At this time, he did not have the violence that crushed Lu Bu Gaozhi.

But who would have thought that this bloated looking guy could even crush Lu Bu, who is now the number one in the world, to his death.

This seemingly bloated and weak appearance is simply a cover-up, covering Dong Zhuo's demon side that originally belonged to him.

Every time he thinks of this, Gao Zhi feels worthless for those court officials who dared to assassinate Dong Zhuo, especially those civil officials who are full of hope to revive the Han Dynasty.

While thinking, Gao Zhi's eyes met Dong Zhuo's!