Regarding such a question, Dong Zhuo subconsciously wanted to avoid it.
Because it hit his sore spot.
This is Dong Zhuo's weakness.
No matter how powerful he is now in Luoyang City, no one can defeat him. Everyone must look up to him, be afraid of his military power, and dare not speak loudly.
But compared to the whole world, his strength is really not good enough.
At least out of the thirteen states, only one can be considered under control.
The smaller half of Liangzhou and the larger half of Sizhou made up one state in total.
Liangzhou is the place where Dong Zhuo started, but the composition of this place is too complicated. Countless rebel wars have been fought in recent years, and many people in Liangzhou have rebelled and established themselves.
In addition, there are also Qiang and other foreign tribes who are causing rebellion. A large number of barbarians have occupied the territory of Liangzhou. No matter how hard Dong Zhuo fights, he cannot defeat all the Qiang people. That’s all.
In addition, Liangzhou is also extremely poor. It is the poorest state in the world. It has only half of Liangzhou, so there is really nothing worthy of praise.
As for Sizhou, several counties within it are currently empty of troops, and Dong Zhuo has come with a large army to occupy the territory along the way.
Therefore, we have already won most of them.
But that’s about it.
He owns one-third of the world, but he still pieced it together, and the conditions are not that good.
After a long moment of silence.
Dong Zhuo finally answered Cao Ang's question with difficulty, and the answer he gave was relatively honest.
"There is only one state."
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The answer Dong Zhuo gave was what he wanted.
A subtle smile appeared on Cao Ang's face, but it quickly disappeared.
Knocked on the table.
Then a second question was asked.
"Then if one state competes with the other twelve states, what are the chances of Ming Gong winning?"
Dong Zhuo twitched the corner of his mouth.
The facial muscles couldn't help but beat a few times.
What are the chances of winning?
You kid, you think too highly of me. People all over the world have raised an army to fight against me. The few people I have are nothing, and they will be drowned by the waves in a matter of minutes.
Don't ask me what the odds are, ask me how long I can last...
"The strength of a state is limited, and its population, money and food are far from insufficient. What's more, among the other twelve states, there are large states like Jizhou and Jingzhou."
"If you join forces to attack me, I am determined not to be able to hold on, but this situation is impossible to happen. I, Dong Zhuo, won't make everyone in the world hate me so much that they will attack in groups, right?"
This old Brother Dong is quite capable.
He knew that he would not attract the people of the world to attack him.
This is also true. Even though Dong Zhuo in the later period had become angry and resentful, and his various behaviors were outrageous, he did not attract much attention.
From the beginning to the end, it was only the Kanto area, and this wave of forces only conquered it once.
Then everyone was busy fighting for territory, scheming with each other, and attacking each other.
But saying this is obviously not Cao Ang's purpose.
What they want is to intimidate Dong Zhuo, let him know the dangers of Yuan Shao, and make him make decisions that are in his own interests.
So Cao Ang said "ha".
A small taunt was given.
"If I say that there is one person who can connect the major families, unite the forces of various states, counties, and counties in the middle, integrate these forces and turn them into one force."
"Does Mr. Dong still think he is insignificant?"
The next second.
Dong Zhuo raised his head in astonishment.
He looked at Cao Ang in disbelief.
"Could this person you are talking about be Yuan Shao?"
Cao Ang looked at Dong Zhuo as if he were a fool, as if he wanted to say that after nagging for so long, you finally understand?
"Who else could it be if it wasn't Yuan Shao?"
"You really underestimate the power of a family, especially a top family that is famous all over the world and can influence the entire Han Dynasty."
"Disciples and former officials are spread all over the world. These eight words are by no means just words, but a tangible manifestation of the influence of the Yuan family."
"Returning to your hometown to recruit soldiers? This is nonsense!"
"Don't talk about people from aristocratic families. Anyone with a bit of official status can do it. If you think this is the greatest ability of a person from an aristocratic family, it only means that you don't understand aristocratic families."
"If Ming Gong doesn't take what you said today seriously, then I can only give you six words."
"The one who kills Dong must be Yuan!"
Of course these words are nonsense.
It was Lu Bu who killed Dong Zhuo. The good boy stabbed Dong Zhuo to death with Fang Tian's painted halberd.
But for Cao Ang, he can use it as long as he needs it, no matter whether he made it up or not.
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Shock!
His face was filled with astonishment.
Dong Zhuo froze there, his mouth wide open, as if he couldn't close it for a while.
Cao Ang's words were like a bolt of lightning that penetrated his mind, shattering his originally somewhat complacent mood.
The aristocratic family...is this the aristocratic family?
It turns out that my understanding of aristocratic families has always been so shallow, and I don’t know where the so-called aristocratic families, the real power of the famous families in the world lie?
Unexpectedly, just a legitimate son of a family can unite heroes from all over the world to join forces and attack him in groups.
This power is a bit too great!
If the facts are true as Cao Ang said, then Yuan Shao can never be called insignificant, on the contrary, he is crucial.
Once the world's forces unite against him, he will have to go back to Xiliang obediently even if he has great abilities.
I might as well enter Luoyang standing up and return to Xiliang lying down.
Just like those six words.
The one who dies of Dong must be Yuan Ye!
After sitting blankly on his seat for a while, Dong Zhuo finally managed to collect his thoughts that were in a mess.
Then he gave a forced smile.
Still in disbelief, he asked: "Zixiu, is Yuan Shao really that capable? I have that old guy Yuan Wei in my hands, what kind of splash can he make as a legitimate son?"
Seeing that Dong Zhuo had already believed most of it, he was still a little doubtful in his heart.
Cao Ang immediately added more firewood to make the fire bigger and more prosperous.
He curled his lips in mock disdain.
"If you are willing to stay in Luoyang and do nothing, then of course Yuan Shao doesn't have the ability."
"But look what you have done recently, you want to depose the emperor!"
"Once this gets out, people all over the world will definitely be angry, but there is a lack of a leader who can connect these people, so the anger may not pour out."
"But Yuan Shao has a high status, his family background is good, and the official positions he has held are not low. His presence is enough to convince those people."
"Why do you think they can't be connected in series?"
"As for Yuan Wei, hey, does a person who does big things still care about the life and death of one or two elders in the family?"
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"Bang!"
Dong Zhuo stood up abruptly, accidentally bumped into the table and dropped a tea bowl to the ground.
But he couldn't care less at the moment.
Just leaving the living room quickly, Cao Ang sat and waited for about a stick of incense before he saw Dong Zhuo running back in a hurry.
"Zixiu, I have given the order, but the possibility of catching up with Yuan Shao is not high."
"Since you are here to offer advice, you must have a good idea. I hope you will teach me!"
"Save me from fire and water!"
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