Tingwei Mansion.

Li Hao's face was gloomy and he stared at Li Ru with a bitter face. His mood was so complicated that he seemed to rush past tens of millions of grassland beasts.

He thought that Dong Zhuo was seriously ill, but he didn't expect that he would be so serious that he might die at any time.

The drama of the princes in defying Dong has just begun. If Dong Zhuo, as the protagonist, died, who should act in the next drama?

Am I?

Li Hao was half ridiculed and half helpless in his heart.

He thought that no matter how much history changed, the general direction would not change easily. After all, he had a lot of energy in the dark, but he never expected that history would not only change, but also change at such a critical moment.

The important protagonist, who triggered the eighteen princes to fight against Dong, died when the performance reached its climax!

The most troublesome thing is that once Dong Zhuo dies, the Western Liang army will inevitably collapse because of the lack of a leader. At that time, either the Western Liang army will surrender to the Kanto Alliance, allowing the Kanto princes to win without fighting, and their strength will increase greatly. Or the Western Liang army will flee and turn into bandits, causing harm to one side.

No matter which one it is, it is not the scene that Li Hao wants to see.

He took a deep breath and asked, "How come Dong Zhongying suddenly became critically ill?"

Li Ru smiled bitterly and said, "In March, the Prime Minister heard that the Kanto rebels sent a vanguard to capture Yingchuan, intending to open the door to Sili. In a furious manner, he personally led a large army to attack the Yingchuan rebels, but he did not expect to be shot on the shoulder by a wandering arrow.

It was not a big deal at the beginning, but the injury of the prime minister suddenly worsened recently, and it was useless to hire many doctors."

Li Hao frowned and said, "How is Dong Zhongying's condition now? What's the matter with you?"

Li Ru looked heavy and sighed: "Hey, Tingwei should go and check it out by himself."

Prime Minister's Office.

When Li Hao saw Dong Zhuo again, he was really shocked.

I saw that Dong Zhuo, who was once sturdy, had no expression on his face and was as thin as skinny as if he was skinny. His cheeks were sunken and his eyes were dull. He was wrapped in a thick quilt in the summer, looking like he was about to be dead.

"Secretary of Dong?" Li Hao hesitated.

Dong Zhuo's eyes moved slightly, a stiff smile appeared on his face, and he said in a weak voice: "Zhijie is here."

Li Hao murmured without words.

Although he is not proficient in medical skills, he can also sense that Dong Zhuo's fire of life is like a candle in the wind. It is hard to say whether he can survive this month.

Li Hao did not like Dong Zhuo, but he was still a little sad to see a hero who was stirring up the world's turmoil with his own eyes and was about to fall in this not-so-glorious situation.

Of course, what he had even more headache was that Dong Zhuo had finished, and there were unprecedented major changes in history.

"My life is not long. According to the truth, who can inherit my clothes?" Dong Zhuo asked suddenly with weak energy.

Li Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about Dong Zhuo's intentions.

Dong Zhuo seemed to just ask casually, and said to himself: "Guo Si, Li Jue is not good, he can be a general, not a general, and his prestige is not enough to convince the public. Although Li Ru is resourceful, his personality is a little weak and cannot suppress arrogant generals such as Guo Si. Fengxian is not good either. He is brave and lacks wisdom and has impulsive and irritable."

When Dong Zhuo said this, his dim gaze looked straight at Li Hao.

If possible, he didn't want to choose Li Hao either.

It’s just that the development time of the Western Liang Army was too short and its foundation was too shallow.

Although Dong Zhuo is arrogant and domineering, he also has self-knowledge.

If it was a peaceful and prosperous era, those subordinates might be able to stand alone to support the development of the Western Liang army and protect his Dong family. However, no one of the princes in all directions can bear the heavy responsibility.

The two looked at each other, and no one knew what the other person was thinking.

Dong Zhuo was silent for a long time and sighed.

Now, he has no choice.

If he surrendered to the alliance of princes, it would be impossible for him to let go, let alone his whole family.

Faced with the option of dying and dying the whole family, Dong Zhuo can only choose another one no matter what.

Dong Zhuo said tiredly: "After I die, the princes in the world will not let Dong go. If Zhijie is willing to protect my Dong family, I can offer my head and hands to make Li Jue, Guo Si and others surrender to you."

Li Hao was so amused and crying when he heard this. Some were excited but more helpless.

The plan will never keep up with the changes. I made so much preparations to seek the power of the Xiliang Army, but I never expected that it would be obtained in this way in the end.

Regarding Dong Zhuo’s proposal, it is definitely fake to say that Li Hao is not moved.

However, once he chooses to inherit Dong Zhuo's power, it means that he will complete this magnificent drama instead of Dong Zhuo and become the primary goal of the princes in the world.

As for whether the princes in the world will withdraw their troops directly, Li Hao has never thought about this question.

This war, which seemed to be launched for the restoration of the young emperor, was actually a feast for aristocratic families to divide the world's power.

Although Dong Zhuo was not here, the princes of the world spent so much energy and mobilized so many people. Seeing that they were about to harvest the fruits of victory, how could the meat be spit out in their mouths?

As for excuses, there are not too many.

As long as they slogans to clean up Dong Zhuo's remnants, they can continue to launch a happy war.

Li Hao remained silent for a long time, but finally chose to accept Dong Zhuo's instructions.

Although agreeing to Dong Zhuo's request meant going to the stage in advance, or even going directly to the opposition of the princes in the world, disrupting Zhang Ning's previous plans. But this also meant that Li Hao could be stable and accept the complete Western Liang army.

A complete Western Liang army is worth enough to make Li Hao take a risk.

Li Hao said in a narrow voice: "I can protect the lives of the Dong family, but I do not guarantee their future glory and wealth. If they have the ability, they can immediately gain fame and reputation and discuss the world in the palace. If they do not have the ability, then let them be rich."

Dong Zhuo's eyes lit up instantly. If Li Hao had taken over the big bag without hesitation, he would have to consider whether to change the way for the Dong family. But now that Li Hao agreed to the general request, he also gave room for negotiation, and Dong Zhuo was relieved.

"Haha, okay, the saying of Zhijie is enough." He laughed and said, "Wenyou, don't pay homage to the lord yet."

Li Ru's eyes were slightly red, and she bowed to Li Hao solemnly and said, "Wenyou pays homage to the lord."

Li Hao accepted Li Ru's gift calmly, and finally looked at Dong Zhuo with relief on his face. He sighed intricately, saying, "The Xiliang army will not let me down, I will never be able to win Xiliang."

Dong Zhuo nodded slightly and asked the last question before Li Hao left: "Is the deposed emperor in your hands?"

Li Hao paused slightly and replied to the question: "You are too impatient."

Dong Zhuo's eyes closed slightly, and he didn't understand Li Hao's subtext.

He laughed and said, "Yes, it's too anxious. If I had been trying to do it slowly, it might have been another result. I haven't had much time to give the last gift of Zhiyue before I die. I hope you don't let the Dong family down."

Li Hao walked out of the room and heard Dong Zhuo's last words, shaking his head slightly without saying a word.
Chapter completed!