"Hu Zhen, don't move!"
Hu Zhen wanted to throw the wine jar in his hand, and then rush over and beat them up, letting them see that Xiliang not only has fine wine but also brave men.
But before the soldiers outside the camp could make any move, Dong Zhuo stopped Hu Zhen first.
He stopped this Xiliang man who came from a poor family and didn’t even have a first name.
He stopped Hu Zhen who was about to rush in, because Dong Zhuo knew that what was said was correct, and he really didn't dare to offend these people!
It's because he clearly knows that he is a "bastard from Liangzhou" who came from the northwest.
A son of the Liang family in Longyou who had nothing, not even a family background... not even a genealogy, in order to be able to get to the governor of Hedong County, to be able to get to the general of Dongzhonglang.
How much price he paid and how much effort he put in to finally achieve this.
And those people inside, they even only need to say a few words in front of the general, and everything they have gained will be in vain.
This thing is so ridiculous, so ridiculous!
But extremely realistic...
At this moment, Dong Zhuo couldn't help but laugh.
He seemed to remember that a long, long time ago, when he was just a son of a good family in Longyou, a small person who had just separated his family.
At that time, he met some Qiang friends. He wanted to entertain those friends, so he killed his own cattle.
That day, in order to entertain his friends, he had no choice but to kill the only farm cow in his family.
The only farm cow can even be said to be the hope of his family, and... his only wealth.
At the same time, he also violated the laws of the Han Dynasty, just because the other party said that the Qiang people's favorite food is cattle and sheep...
Someone once said that Dong Zhuo came from a poor family.
But only Dong Zhuo himself knew very well that he was not from a poor family at all!
A poor family...can a poor family be as poor as him? Does he have a family history from a poor family? The whole family together could not produce a single roll of bamboo slips.
The toilet supplies at home are not enough for a roll of bamboo slips. Is this considered a poor family?
Dong Zhuo said that he was a son of a good family, a... to put it nicely, he was the son of a soldier who was not among the seven disciplines or who was not a doctor, a witch, a merchant, or a worker.
But isn't that just nothing? Liang Jiazi just means that his family does not have an identity that is not on the stage, but it does not mean that he has an identity that he can use...
So to put this identity more straightforwardly, Dong Zhuo is just an ordinary Xiliang man with nothing.
Dong Zhuo didn't want to be a humble man in Xiliang. He knew that this word was not a good word, even if he killed many enemies and made many achievements.
But he was still called a Xiliang bastard behind his back, and even received unfair treatment many times on the road to promotion.
He, Dong Zhongying, didn't have any big demands. He just didn't want to be bullied by his colleagues, and he just didn't want to have to compromise because of the forces behind them.
In the final analysis... Dong Zhongying has nothing else to ask for. He just wants to climb higher and stand in a higher position so that he will not be bullied again...that's all!
Even his initial idea was not to rely on bribery. He also wanted to rely on his own extraordinary bravery to achieve something.
Dong Zhuo joined the army because he wanted to achieve fame on his own. He continued to fight on the battlefield and transformed from a hero to a brave general.
From being a friend of the Qiang Hu to becoming more of an enemy of the Qiang Hu, a feared enemy!
He fought in battles again and again, constantly building up various military exploits, and then waited for himself to be rewarded by Shangguan and become famous.
But he has been born and died for more than ten years, a full dozen years!
He risked his life to fight with all kinds of enemies in the northwest, in the Western Region, and in many places in the world.
Regardless of his own life, he fought with them endlessly for more than ten years, but in the end, what he gained in exchange was to become famous?
Of course not, what he got in exchange was a small doctor and only nine thousand pieces of silk.
Yes, nine thousand horses... nine thousand horses...
Dong Zhuo didn't know what to say every time he thought about these nine thousand pieces of silk. These nine thousand pieces of silk were enough for him to enjoy his old age.
That seems to be the gift they give themselves!
But why don't those people ask themselves, do they want to take these nine thousand pieces of silk and live in peace from now on?
He did not want! So he gave all of them to his soldiers, and that was from that moment on.
Dong Zhongying finally made a decision. He couldn't go on like this anymore. He had to work hard to climb up to a higher place!
He has to learn to work hard to become a general. At the very least... he has to be free to become a general.
After repeated "hard work", he finally succeeded in becoming the Guangwu Order of Yanmen County. It was the first time that he left the battlefield and became a local garrison official.
A small official on the border could easily die.
But he didn't die, and I can't say he did a good job, but... he finally managed to get out of there.
After that, Dong Zhuo went to many, many places.
He became the captain of the northern part of Shu County, and he also became the captain of Wuji School in the Western Regions. He...his official position was nothing more than that.
From Bingzhou to Shujun, and from Shujun to the Western Regions, during these promotions, Dong Zhuo finally gained some understanding!
Is he getting promoted?
He calls this a toss!
This was because he had no money to give to those who stretched out his hands, and it was because he did not want to suffer for his soldiers by giving them money and food.
But what I got in exchange was what I wanted.
He was even easily dismissed from office due to some inexplicable mistakes. Not only himself, but also the officers and soldiers under his command were left with nothing.
At that moment, Dong Zhuo really called the sky and the earth to be unresponsive.
When Dong Zhongying was desperate, General Zhang Huan did not help him. When Dong Zhongying and his brothers had no food and clothing, no one of them helped him.
But when he delivered the property he had "obtained" from merchants from the Western Regions to their hands, he was easily conquered, and then became the governor of Bingzhou, which he never dared to dream of. Location.
But what he got in return was everyone's contempt and contempt.
Wu Kuang, Zhang Zhang, Zhao Rong, they said it so easily. If he, Dong Zhongying, also had their family, their family background, their teachers, their backers...
Why should he, Dong Zhongying, do this?
"Lord!" Hu Zhen looked at Dong Zhuo, who was no longer trembling in front of him, and called softly.
"Don't say any more, haven't you gotten used to it after so many years?" Dong Zhuo's words silenced Hu Zhen, and Hu Zhen began to have nothing to say.
Dong Zhongying's fate was not the fate of these people, but they were lucky enough to meet Dong Zhuo.
But what about Dong Zhuo's luck?
"Brothers, please send these things to the account, so I won't disturb you anymore."
Although he was very unhappy, Dong Zhuo still sent the things in his hands to the guards of Wu Ban with a smile on his face, and to the hands of those people who were full of jests.
They are not only Wu Kuang's personal guards, but also members of the Wu family.
Dong Zhuo did not ask for trouble and turned around with Hu Zhen. As soon as he turned around, the guards walked into the tent with a report.
Dong Zhuo walked a little slowly. When he was more than thirty steps away from the military tent, he heard a sound of shattering.
Without looking back, he knew that it was the wine he sent being thrown out, and that was the sound of the wine jar hitting the ground and breaking.
Those wines were good wines that he had treasured for a long time and could not bear to drink. He would only share the good wines with others after a big victory.
There was also the sound of gifts being thrown to the floor.
There was also the sound of clapping hands.
There was also the sound of spitting thick phlegm on the ground.
Dong Zhuo and Hu Zhen even heard the faint sound of laughter and cruelty coming from the military tent, and there seemed to be these few words.
"Zhang Zhang, if you lose, a certain family will say that the wild dog is here but it has no courage!"
"What a bad luck, you are a coward in every egg!"
"Ha ha ha ha....."
The mocking laughter finally made Hu Zhen unable to restrain himself, but at the moment he was about to turn around, a pair of trembling hands firmly grabbed his arm.
"Walk!"
