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Chapter 25 Dong Zhuo: Make Hua Xiong a Marquis!

"Hahaha...good!"

Gongwei is indeed my general, this battle was fought brilliantly!"

Here in Luoyang, Dong Zhuo laughed heartily.

Looking at Bao Xin's head in front of me, I felt particularly kind.

A dead Bao Xin is a good Bao Xin.

"Gongwei's battle was really beautiful. He actually killed the princes in formation and brought out the majesty of my father-in-law."

Next to him was a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe, smiling with a twirled beard and speaking in a gentle and somewhat slow voice.

Even if you are talking about these exciting things at this time, it is still the same.

This middle-aged scribe was none other than Dong Zhuo's son-in-law Li Ru and Li Wenyou.

Dong Zhuo is tall and fat, with a dark complexion. Sitting here, he looks like a giant Buddha.

Li Ru is just the opposite, thin and pale.

Dong Zhuo alone can compare with four of them.

The two of them are in the same room, which gives people a great visual impact.

One is fat, the other is thin, one is black and the other is white, a bit like black and white...

"How do Wenyou think the public should be rewarded?"

Dong Zhuo looked at Li Ru and moved his legs to make himself more comfortable.

At this time, there were only him and Li Ru in the room, and there were no outsiders. Dong Zhuo naturally did not need to pay too much attention to his image.

Just half lying on the bed.

As a fat man with a background as a military commander, he hated kneeling and sitting deeply.

Li Ru twisted his beard and smiled, and said slowly: "Father-in-law, my son-in-law feels that Gongwei has won successively and killed generals and captured the flag many times, and now he has killed Bao Xin, the Prime Minister of Jibei.

They dealt a severe blow to the people of the Kwantung Allied Forces.

Naturally, it needs to be well rewarded.

It is not an exaggeration to be granted the title of Marquis.

But... Hua Xiong also lost his deputy general Hu Zhen and his deputy general Li Su one after another.

Hu Zhen is easier to say, he was originally from Xiliang, but Li Su's identity is a bit complicated.

He is a person from Bingzhou and a fellow villager of Lu Fengxian..."

Dong Zhuo shook his head and said: "How can anyone not die in a war?

On the battlefield, no one can guarantee that they will be able to come down in full shadow.

Don't go to war if you're afraid of death.

My soldiers in Xiliang can die, but my soldiers in Bingzhou cannot die?

I recruited them to be used by me, not to serve them up."

Li Ru twirled his beard and said with a smile on his face: "My father-in-law is right, but you still have to pay attention after all.

It's different now than before.

My father-in-law has come to this point. From now on, we can’t just use people from Liangzhou. We also need to recruit people from other places. Only in this way can we last long.

If you can pay attention to Bingzhou, you should still pay attention.

Otherwise, all your efforts to recruit them would be in vain..."

Dong Zhuo nodded: "Then what should we do according to your wishes?"

Li Ru twirled his beard, paused for a while, and said slowly: "My son-in-law thinks that we can make Hua Xiong the Marquis of Sishui Pavilion. Don't give too many rewards such as money.

Li Su’s family needs to be well settled and given more rewards.”

Seeing Li Ru's slow look, Dong Zhuo almost lost his temper.

If it weren't for the fact that he was his son-in-law and was advising him at this time, Dong Zhuo would have whipped him long ago!

"Then let's do this."

Dong Zhuo nodded: "Gongwei said that some of the troops and horses have been lost, and there are no lieutenants at Sishui Pass.

You want us to send five thousand soldiers and horses there and let Xu Rong be his deputy, what do you think?"

Li Ru thought for a while and nodded and said: "Sishui Pass is an important place. Although Xu Rong is not your direct descendant, father-in-law, and is from Liaodong, he is also from the army and has a good way of fighting.

It would be a good idea to send him there.

With Hua Xiong and the others here, Sishui Pass can be guaranteed to be safe."



"This Chinese barbarian is so lucky!"

In a place in Luoyang City, a tall man said this, looking angry.

As the voice fell, a stream of light flashed past.

The next moment, there was only a bang as a square-shaped halberd stabbed a tree in front of him fiercely.

This tree was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, but it was directly penetrated by Fang Tian's painted halberd!

The bare branches rustled.

"These should all be mine, but in the end, that Chinese barbarian took my vanguard position!"

Lu Bu said angrily.

While saying these words, he held the pole of Fang Tian's painted halberd with one hand and swung it left and right. The halberd that had penetrated the tree trunk began to swing, and the trees as thick as a bowl broke like paper!

“Brother-in-law, this Hua Xiong is really hateful, he actually dares to snatch credit from his brother-in-law!

Sooner or later, it will make him look good!!"

A general nearby echoed.

This man is the cousin of Lu Bu's wife Yan and Lu Bu's brother-in-law Wei Xu.

Just as he was talking like this, soldiers suddenly came quickly to report that they were the family members of Li Su, the general of the Tiger Guard, leading his bodyguards to pay homage to Marquis Duting.

Lu Bu was a little surprised when he heard this.

Then he said: "Let them come over to see me."

"When they come here, they must want you, Fengxian, to make the decision for them.

You need to think about this carefully first.

If we just ask for more help from the Prime Minister and ask for some benefits, we can accept it. We are fellow countrymen, which is what we should do.

If it involves other things, it’s better to think twice before agreeing immediately.”

As Lu Bu was walking to the reception room, another general beside him spoke loudly.

"Wen Yuan, that's what you said."

Lu Bu nodded.

Seeing that Lu Bu had listened, Zhang Liao said no more.

After a while, I met Li Su’s family.

It was a woman with a young man of thirteen or fourteen years old, and there were several soldiers wearing armor beside her.

"Marquis Duting, please make the decision for me!"
Chapter completed!
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