Chapter 181 The brutality of the coalition

Outside Luoyang City.

The smoke and dust are rolling, and the momentum of thousands of troops and horses rushing to and forth shake the capital city in front of us, with banners covering the sky and thousands of horses galloping.

On the ancient road of Luoyang, the nine-way princes finally rushed to Luoyang City. Looking at the supreme capital of the past, under the sunset, they saw the ruined city, thousands of troops and horses, under the front of the soldiers, they danced wildly and fought against each other.

The gate is closed, but there is no one at the top of the city, not even a flag.

The princes outside the city understood in their hearts that they were always late. Zhang Bao, the remnants of the yellow scarf, had fled Luoyang and was an empty city. Only when they looked outside, they knew that the city was absolutely smoky and the smoke was pungent, which made people frown.

Liu Yan rode on the front and saw that the capital of the Han royal family was so sad, and his heart was desolate. They were all Han clan relatives, but Guozuo was humiliated and the clan was ashamed. At this moment, his heart was tearing, not for his boundless power, but for the death of the Han family.

As for the rest of the princes, they have their own looks, but there is only a little sadness left in the bottom of their hearts. It is desolate. Thinking that Guangwu Zhongxing moved the capital to Luoyang, the favorite of the prosperous capital of the world, how many faces do they have today?

How many things have happened, and the throne is in chaos.

This is the fate of competing for hegemony in the world. If you don't become a king, you will become a pile of dead bones to help climb the Ninth Five-Year Plan. They all chose this road. Maybe in the near future, the remnants of Luoyang will tell them that this is fate!

Suddenly, the gate opened, and a large group of ragged people rushed out of the gate. However, when they saw thousands of troops and horses in front of them, they were stunned and couldn't stop their fear retreating. For a moment, tens of thousands of people cried and trampled on the corpses to come and go, just to escape their lives.

Some people are very smart. When they see the costumes of the army, they know that this is not a yellow scarf, but out of fear of the soldiers, they fled on both sides and did not dare to approach the majestic military horse at all.

Liu Yan and others frowned one after another, looked at the chaos in front of them, looked at the cholera of the defeated crowd, and trampled their lives.

"Come on!"

Liu Yan shouted unhappily.

"No!"

Behind him was a sergeant who went to listen and crossed the horse with a sword.

"Go and see what's going on. Why are there so many refugees?"

"No!"

The knight immediately drove his horse forward and ran to the refugee group.

The frightened refugees found that soldiers were driving horses, like frightened birds. They ran away desperately for fear that the soldiers would find themselves, because they only saw the sword on the knight's waist, which might drink their own blood.

"There are soldiers coming, everyone, run!"

It was not that he didn't know who roared, and the crowd suddenly became more chaotic. Before he could speak, the rider drowned in the crowd and disappeared without a trace. The refugees ran away and couldn't take care of much.

Before Liu Yan saw what was going on in the distance, the soldier under his command had lost his shadow, leaving only a horse in the middle of the refugees and running in panic, which made the already chaotic scene even more chaotic.

Liu Yan was furious. These people actually let his soldiers die, and his face was black.

On the contrary, there was a trace of blood red in Dong Zhuo's eyes. He liked such a scene. At this time, he couldn't wait to gallop among the refugees and kill arbitrarily. He hadn't killed like this for a long time. At that time, he was so powerful he beheaded his head like a dog. At that time, the Qiang people were like this. In the face of Xiliang Tieqi, he could only lead his neck. Waiting to be killed.

Unconsciously, he licked his lips. **'s war horse seemed to sense the owner's mind and kicked the ground irritably, hissing from time to time, as if beg for orders again. The Xiliang Army behind him was also a little ** uneasy and the war horse hissed.

This strange scene also affected the Bingzhou army behind Ding Yuan, but Lv Bu rode his horse and just glanced at the restless soldiers behind him. Those soldiers suddenly became cold and dared not move any more, and even the horses were much more stable.

This scene made many people look sideways, especially Dong Zhuo. His Xiliang iron horse only obeys him, but in this scene, he does not necessarily have the power of Lv Bu. One look can stop the outburst of the whole army. Niu Fu's eyes behind him are green, and Lv Bu is full of light.

Ding Yuan took a look at Lv Bu and nodded, obviously very proud.

The rest of the princes were pregnant and didn't know what they were thinking. They turned a blind eye to the chaotic refugees in front of them.

"Lord, we won't go to the city?"

Dong Zhuo can't take care of Lv Bu now. The refugees in front of him just want to run into the city and plunder, and then return to Xiliang early. He is too aggrieved in the Central Plains. Even if it is only nominal, he is uncomfortable.

Liu Yan himself was very angry. He didn't have much affection for those refugees. His mind was full of the emperor's throne and his own plans.

Therefore, shouting loudly.

"The three armies enter the city! Block it!"

With the cold and snow-like order, Tao Qian and Liu Yu's faces changed greatly and stopped loudly.

"The alliance leader is not allowed! No!"

"No! So many refugees, if the army forcibly enters the city, it will be a disaster. Refugees will never escape death. The Allies can't do this. It hurts the sky and is not ashamed of others! It's really against the way of saints!"

Those generals didn't say anything, even Liu Biao. No one knows why Liu Biao and Yuan Shu behaved so differently. They all looked like outsiders and watched the development of the coalition forces.

Liu Yan looked angry and shouted loudly.

"Yellow scarf thieves messed up in Kyoto, and the coalition army is to save people, not killing. Are these refugees really refugees? Maybe there are yellow scarf thieves wandering among them. Isn't it that you didn't see it? My captain died quietly like that? Can ordinary refugees do it?"

Liu Yan's words are also true. He was kind without ordering the massacre. He is sure that there are definitely yellow scarf thieves among the refugees who have not had time to withdraw, but now he is not in the mood to talk about those.

Liu Yu and Tao Qian suddenly had nothing to say, but looked at those frightened refugees, and they really couldn't bear it.

"Well, don't say anything, the whole army enters the city, blockers, kill without mercy!"

Hearing Liu Yan's ruthless order again, the two rode and left bitter tears. They could only restrain their soldiers, but the soldiers of the rest of the princes were difficult to restrain. They watched the soldiers who raised the war wave their knives at the refugees and bleed to the ground in tears.

In particular, the Xiliang Army is the most serious. They are like a hungry wolf, killing the refugees with red eyes, and their hands are knifed and falling. Countless refugees died in their hands. The sky is angry, the sky is angry and the blood is endless.

Dong Zhuo even laughed and rode the dust, raised the big knife in his hand, like an ancient demon, stretching out his claws to the refugees and plundering their lives.

How many scolding, how many blood and tears, how many wives and children are scattered, ghosts crying and howling, under the witness of Luoyang Candu, just like the brilliance of Luoyang in the past, the flowers of life continue to wither in the pool of blood, and I don't know how many people are cursing on the Sansheng Stone.

Liu Biao's command did not move, but slowly entered the city behind the coalition forces.

In front of them are boundless killing and evil pawns. They are like ghosts in hell, poisonous creatures, blood all the way, and death all the way. I don't know how many Jingxiang soldiers behind them are silently hurting their gods. For this innocent people, Liu Boli is a corporal who is thick and kind, and his soldiers are not like those soldiers in Xiliang and Zhou. In that way, bloodthirsty and brutal, Liu Biao looked at Liu Yan and others in front of him, looking uncertain and didn't know what he was thinking.

Looking at Liu Yu and Tao Qian, who were crying again, shook their heads and looked up to the sky and sighed.

In Luoyang City, there was once again a bloody killing. This time, they are still those princes who are self-respecting benevolent teachers. The refugees who fell under their knives are the remnants of yellow scarves and there are no innocents, but who knows how many people curse in hell, and who knows that the ghosts in the sky of Luoyang will not dissipate, and their teeth and claws want to Revenge.

On this day, the experienced imperial capital once again experienced the baptism and destruction of blood. The mottled wall stained the blood of many people. In the past, the bustling streets were full of broken walls and ruins, and the blood stained the ancient capital and turned red.

The first thing the coalition forces did when they entered the city was to go straight to the palace. They knew that there was something that everyone wanted.

But who knows what Zhang Bao left for them before he evacuated! What will be left! When they returned disappointed, I don't know if they will raise the butcher knife in their hand again and face the crying Luoyang.