I, Dong Zhuo, love the people like a son

In the big tent, Old Dong stood in front of the sand table simulation map, and said to Ma Chao, who was tied up with regrets, "The Western Qiang soldiers and horses are good at field battles, but short at attacking and defending the city."

"Now your father is trapped in Chencang City. There is no food and no food and no reinforcements outside. At the same time, Han Sui is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Your father shares a bed with him at night..."

Ma Chao was listening with a livid face before, but then his face changed: "Tie Dong, what nonsense are you talking about!...My father is a rare hero in the world, how could you say it, say it..."

"What did the old man say?"

Old Dong just laughed, looking at the boy's gloomy and unruly face, he felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment: he had a hunch that this kid would last longer than Sun Ce.

Of course, my own happy time will also be extended accordingly...

Ma Chao's face was flushed, thinking of "squeeze a bed", he shouted indignantly: "Abba doesn't have any habit of cutting sleeves!"

"What is the habit of breaking sleeves, what are you thinking about at such a young age?"

However, Old Dong continued to laugh, and he laughed shamelessly, "Do you understand the reason why others are allowed to snore on the side of the couch?"

Ma Chao was taken aback, then immediately shook his head.

Then he thought about it and nodded reluctantly.

That sentence was said by Zhao Da when he beat Li Yu, and of course Ma Chao had never heard of it.

But he hadn't heard of it, so it didn't affect his understanding: Thinking of the quarrel between his father and Han Sui before, this time he was reluctant to join forces because of Wang Yun's secret letter...

If the flag is won this time, the two sides can still make a fortune together, hello, hello, hello everyone; but now that they have lost a lot, and Han Sui's prestige has been greatly lost, how can he not be malicious towards his father?

"Dong thief, what is the purpose of telling me this?" At this moment, Ma Chao was a little guilty, but his posture was still not down.

"Tsk tsk tsk... You are fierce and soft inside." Sun Ce shook his head silently and said, "Father still prefers your rebellious appearance, please recover."

"I'm your father!" Ma Chao retorted immediately.

"Fart, I'm your father!..."

"You all fart!..." Old Dong would not give them a chance to quarrel, he said forcefully and decisively, "This old man is your father, if you dare to scream..."

"How are you doing?" The two spoke at the same time.

"Hmph!" Old Dong looked at Sun Ce first, and said, "Not only will this old man send the cows and sheep with burnt tails to your father, but he will also send you back too!"

Yingchuan County is much richer than Changsha County, and now under the protection of Old Dong, Sun Jian is going out everywhere to suppress bandits, and his military name is very prosperous, which is much more prosperous than when he took refuge in Yuan Shu.

If he was sent back at this time, Sun Jian would break his legs...

Thinking of this, Sun Ce immediately became more honest, bowed his head and said, "Only, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to provoke, the child will not quarrel with him."

Old Dong ignored him, and turned to look at Ma Chao: "As for you... I don't want this old man to attack the city again and again, and at the same time spread rumors everywhere, saying that your father has defected to the court."

"Then it caused him to be ostracized and attacked by Han Sui and the Qianghu tribe. In the end, he didn't dare to close his eyes when he slept, for fear that the rebel army would break into the house and hack him to death with knives."

"You!..." Ma Chao was furious, struggling to fight Lao Dong desperately.

"You move again?..." Old Dong was not used to him, and said, "Even if you blink your eyelids, the old man will send someone out now, saying that you have recognized the old man as a righteous father, and see if Han Sui and the Qianghu tribe will come out." Be suspicious of your father!"

"I!……"

"What are you?..." Old Dong glared again, looking at Ma Chao's expression that he clearly hated himself, but was helpless.He couldn't help but slowly stretched out his sinful hands, and helped Ma Chao straighten his armor with a smile, "So, next time, please cooperate and be good, okay?"

Ma Chao gritted his teeth tightly, his body obviously resisted Lao Dong's Lushan's claws, but he didn't dare to resist.

That appearance of being cowardly and stubborn, ashamed and annoyed but obedient, is very similar... Cough cough.

"Brother Shen!"

"Ok!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

In this regard.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.

Chapter 280

A strange sound of wind came from overhead, and the Qiang people in Chencang city raised their heads at the same time, and saw a strange scene: three or four huge stones of different shapes flew in mid-air, drawing several dangerous and graceful arcs .

They subconsciously wanted to hide, but fortunately, these stones seemed inaccurate, they flew over their heads and smashed into the city, creating a cloud of smoke and dust.

The city suddenly became very lively, many people were shouting, many people were running, and every Qianghu warrior was stunned by such an attack.

As a nation on horseback outside the Great Wall, they are very familiar with charging on horseback, and they may even die.But how to stand on the top of the city to resist the enemy's attack is very strange to them.

"In less than a month, how could they have built the catapult so quickly?" Ma Teng, who heard the news, rushed to the top of the city with a worried expression on his face.

His son was in the hands of the other party, but Dong Jun never asked for it, which made him suffer a lot these days.Now that such a situation that could turn the tide of the battle happened again, Ma Teng couldn't help being confused and unable to deal with it.

"Compared to these Qiang and reckless men, we Han people have always been good at obeying orders."

Han Sui was not tall, and his appearance was not good. Even his small eyes, which were always squinted all day, were full of dullness and dullness, with a lifeless look.

"Someone heard that Thief Dong was still in Luoyang City and established a military factory specializing in strange skills. He must have also conducted research on how to quickly build trebuchets."

At this time, he looked sad, more like an old farmer who saw that the crops were about to fail, and he did not see the prestige of leading more than [-] Iron Qiang leaders.

"Furthermore, these Qianghu shouted wrongly."

"This time it's not that Dong Jun hit the wrong side, but it's an announcement to us." Looking at Dong Jun who was calmly testing the catapult under the city, Han Sui showed anger and helplessness.

"What announcement?" Ma Teng asked.

"They can build one catapult today, and in a few days there will be a second, third... At that time, all stones will be thrown, and we will only have a dead end hiding in Chencang City!"

Today's Chencang City is still Qin Chencang, built by Qin Wengong for the purpose of storing food and other materials. It is neither on a high ground nor dangerous to defend, but guards the main road from Guanzhong to Liangzhou.

Later, Chen Cang, which was indestructible, was the hub city built by Hao Zhao.

Dong Jun didn't need thousands of stones at all, he only needed dozens of catapults, throwing stones day and night in turns, and the old warehouse would definitely be riddled with holes.

Realizing this, Yan Xing said angrily: "My lord, please allow me three thousand warriors to destroy Dong Jun's catapult in one fell swoop!... If this continues, the morale will completely collapse before those Qiang and beards slaughter all the cattle and sheep. !"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Han Sui immediately reprimanded angrily, "Shou Changchang's son is still in Dong Bandit's hands. If you act recklessly and anger Dong Bandit and kill Chao'er, what should we do?"

When these words came to his ears, Ma Teng's face turned green and then pale: it's not that he didn't think about fighting Dong Bandit, but he did care about Chao'er's life, but more importantly...

The army can't do it at all!

Since Dong Jun was stationed in Wuzhangyuan, Lao Dong repeated his old tricks and sent his tiger generals to patrol around to defeat the Qiang and Hu routs who came to gather the captives.

Combining the feedback from the last attack on the camp and the tribes, those fierce generals are all famous generals in the world, and rashly leading their frightened troops to fight, they are completely beating dogs with meat buns...

He didn't believe Han Sui couldn't see this.

Unexpectedly, the other party not only didn't mention it at all, but even used the fact that his eldest son was captured to sell it.

"Leader!..." Ma Teng thought for a moment, his face was very ugly, "Dong's elite army is no match for our defeated army. For the current plan, the most important thing is to retreat to Tianshui and preserve our strength."

"Hmph, last time I abandoned Huai Li, today I abandoned Chencang, could it be that I have to abandon Ji City tomorrow?" Yan Xing looked at Ma Teng with disdain, and spoke very bluntly.

"Yan Yanming!" Pang De was furious when he heard the words, he pressed his knife and scolded, "My lord is the descendant of General Han Fubo, and he is trusted and respected by the Qiang people. How can you insult me?"

"After General Han Fubo?"

Yan Xing not only didn't hold back, but sneered, "If Ma Fuboquan knows that the descendants are so useless, maybe he can't wait to return to the world?"

"The thief is looking for death!" Pang De was furious, and he drew his knife to attack Yan Xing.

Yan Xing was not afraid at all, he drew his sword to fight it.As soon as the two swords were exchanged in the air, Ma Teng and Han Sui immediately blocked each other and shouted in unison:

"stop!"

"Don't let the thief under the city see the joke!"

"Don't worry about the old man, you continue..." Old Dong watched with relish, and raised his loudspeaker and said, "Ling Ming and Yan Ming are Liangzhou tiger generals, I have heard about it for a long time."

"But the old man also heard that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, unless one male and one female..."

This time, Pang De's eyeballs were also red: "Master, please send three thousand elite soldiers to go out of the city and kill that villain!"

Before Ma Teng could answer, Old Dong said again: "Wen Yue... I have read the secret letter you wrote to Wang Yun, um, General Feng Zhengxi, Kaifu, Holiday Festival, Jurisdiction of Liangzhou, appetite Not small."

"However, the conditions are not impossible to negotiate."

"Anyway, when you secretly contacted Wang Yun, you didn't mention Ma Teng. This time, I simply cut off his head. I think about it, how about giving you a legitimate Zhonglang?"

Of course, Old Dong knew about Han Sui: the old man was extremely insidious and greedy for power. He kept his tail between his legs in the early stage, instructing the Qiang people to attack the Han people and secretly accumulating strength.

When the strength was about the same, he began to show his butcher knife to his allies.Step by step, he borrowed the power of Qianghu to realize his ulterior ambition.

When Boss Cao became stronger in the later stage, he dominated Liangzhou like a dog holding Bapao Shi, exhausted countless scheming tricks, and would not let go...

This time the troops came here, not to attack Chang'an, let alone to the side of the Qing Dynasty ordered by Wang Yun, but to show force, acquire more land, and gain more political capital.

If he really got what he wanted, he would become the rightful emperor of Liangzhou, and he might even move further east to participate in the stage of the struggle for hegemony at the end of the Han Dynasty.

As for Ma Teng, not only does he not have such ambitions, he is also upright and virtuous.

In addition to being a Han-Qiang mixed blood, the ancestor Ma Yuan is also well-known among the Qiang people, so he is the most suitable spokesperson for the Han-Qiang cultural brand this time.

At this time, Old Dong was not only putting a bowl of shit on Han Sui's head, but also warning Ma Teng.

"Don Dong is going to spit blood, when did you write a secret letter to Wang Yun?" Han Sui immediately denied it, and even ordered Yan Xing, "Yan Ming, kill this dog thief!"

Old Dong couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, took out a silk book from his pocket, handed it to Huang Zhong who was beside him and said, "Han Sheng, how about showing your hand?"

Huang Zhong took the bow proudly, tied the silk book to the shaft of the arrow, and the bow in his divine arm was full in an instant.

Hearing a trembling buzzing sound, he saw that the spiked arrow stored on the string had been shot out like lightning.In the blink of an eye, the bow and arrow were firmly nailed to the door panel of the city head, and the tail was still trembling slightly.

Ma Teng was startled.

Han Sui was startled.

Old Dong was also shocked, and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Han Sheng, if this arrow were shot at Han Sui, wouldn't it be able to take his life?"

"If he is unprepared, he can do it."

After finishing speaking, Huang Zhong looked puzzled, "I heard that this divine arm bow was improved by Xiangguo's adopted son Ma Gongcheng with the help of a mechanical spring. Could it be that Xiangguo doesn't know the range and power of this bow?"