The Summoner of the Battle of All Realms

Fusu kept thinking about it, but did not notice any changes in the weather. The sky outside was getting darker and darker, and the temperature was getting lower and lower, making people unconsciously want to shiver.

The temperature is getting lower and lower, and the weather is getting worse and worse. It was a bright sunny day just now, and it turned into a cloudy day with dark clouds in the blink of an eye, giving people no time to react at all.

The rolling dark clouds blocked the sun in the sky, making it impossible for the sun to shine on the ground at all. People's mood was like this weather, and they became depressed little by little. Everyone knew that there would be an unprecedented torrential rain. .

But Fusu was still thinking there. He didn't care about the unexpected weather at all. Even if he knew, he wouldn't think much about it. After all, he had experienced enough of this kind of thing.

But those ordinary soldiers were different. They all remembered that the torrential rain when they were on their way before was so heavy that they were miserable.

Slowly, the raindrops fell little by little, and it turned into a downpour in a blink of an eye, making people not want to go out at all. Those soldiers who were trained, some hid in the camp, and some simply stood under the shade of the trees to avoid it. Rain, no one complained about anything.

Because they also know that this kind of weather cannot be controlled by human beings. After all, it is not their decision whether it will rain or not. If they have the final say, are they still ordinary people? They don’t need to fight anymore, just need to say a word. Order, let the weather rain and snow, then they can win, and what battle is there.

The pouring rain fell on the ground little by little, causing a little splash of water. The crackling sound on the tent was particularly loud. Only at this time did Fusu slowly recover and hear the outside The voice, and then gradually walked out of the tent.

It was not until this time that Fusu realized that it was raining heavily outside, and he couldn't help but sigh:

"It's raining this time, it's really time, how can I travel at that time, I always like to go against me, and I don't know what God thinks."

After Fusu sighed in his heart, he looked outside seriously. He found that even in this situation, the soldiers were only resting for a while and continued to train there. He quickly sent an order to let all the soldiers return. Camp rest, today's training is canceled.

And those soldiers who were training with heavy rain outside were very happy to hear Fusu's order, because they all knew that in this case, they would not need to train any more, and hurriedly ran to their own tents.

Fusu felt a little regretful in his heart. He felt that because he was thinking about things, he ignored the weather outside, which made those soldiers keep training in this weather and felt very sorry, but so what?

Fusu is a general, he only needs to lead his soldiers to fight and win the battle so that they don't lose their lives.

In this way, he can return to his home safely and completely. Only such a general is a good general. If he really apologizes, it will only make those soldiers feel that his general is unrealistic. This makes Fusu's approach inferior.

It was still raining continuously outside, and it seemed like it wouldn't stop for a while.

On the Luoyang side, the mood of the people there was just like the torrential rain, so depressed that people couldn't breathe at all, especially Dong Zhuo, who was the most famous in the city of Luoyang.

Originally, as a tyrant, Dong Zhuo didn't think about making progress all day. Even if there was another war outside, he felt that if he sent his adopted son there, nothing would happen at all. Under this kind of thinking, Dong Zhuo played there every day. , the sound of gongs and dances can be heard in the palace every day.

But today, Dong Zhuo can't sit still, because he found out that his adopted son, who was sent to guard the Hulao Pass, the brave Lu Bu lost in the war and handed over the Hulao Pass to someone else. , After all, Hulao Pass is an important checkpoint in the defense of Luoyang. It fell into the hands of others like this, so how could Dong Zhuo enjoy it with peace of mind?

Ever since Dong Zhuo heard the news that Hulao Guan had changed hands, he had been suffering from poverty all day long, and he was no longer in the mood to play. But what can he do? Dong Zhuo can't do anything either. Even if the whole of Luoyang belongs to him now, it can't solve the situation of others driving straight into Luoyang.

Especially in the past few days, Dong Zhuo has always been frowning. He stopped dancing and drinking, and his mood became worse and worse. Even Dong Zhuo's cronies didn't dare to say anything. Don't worry about annoying him.

Under such circumstances, Dong Zhuo has been thinking about a question, that is, whether to move the capital, move out of Luoyang, and stay away from this place of right and wrong. this fact.

But Dong Zhuo couldn't bear it. He didn't want to give up this kind of fun all day long. If he couldn't think about it every day after moving out of Luoyang, and he had to do labor, then it would be better for him to die.

But if he understands that he doesn't move out of Luoyang, and when his enemies enter Luoyang, then Dong Zhuo himself will fall into the hands of those people, and there will be no good fruit to eat.

Dong Zhuo really became annoyed and saddened the more he thought about it. He didn't want to leave Luoyang and give up his hedonic life, but also wanted to repel the enemy so that they could not invade Luoyang, but there was no good way to get the best of both worlds.

Even Dong Zhuo's subordinates couldn't think of any good results. His subordinates were also divided into two factions. One faction supported Dong Zhuo's move out of Luoyang, while the other faction opposed him to move out of Luoyang. Each had its own reasons and advantages. Dong Zhuo didn't know what to choose.

In this way, one came and two, the time passed little by little, and in a blink of an eye, three days later, those coalition forces would also start to attack Luoyang, and Fusu also followed among these coalition forces, heading for Luoyang.

Even if it was Fusu, he didn't know how anxious Dong Zhuo was in his heart these few days. He had been thinking about this issue. Fusu himself felt:

"Dong Zhuo moved out of Luoyang in history, these coalition forces did not kill Dong Zhuo, and in the end, because of his own civil strife, Dong Zhuo was still alive in this world, but since he came here, he will not let this history repeat itself, and must find someone This is a good opportunity to sneak into Luoyang and capture Dong Zhuo to accomplish this great event."