"Here you go!"

Upon receiving Dong Zhuo's order, the messenger shouted excitedly and then spurred his horse toward the city gates.

Then Dong Zhuo looked at the Dayuan people who had gathered together and said loudly, "We came to ask your second prince for help in Kemora to help him fight against the traitor. We will not make things difficult for you."

You just need to stay here and don't move around, otherwise if you get accidentally injured, it won't be our fault!

"Yes, we promise not to move!"

Upon hearing Dong Zhuo's warning, the crowd of people echoed his sentiments.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that the people were all staying put, Dong Zhuo led his cavalrymen towards the town's government office.

Meanwhile, the runaway constable also ran to the government office in the center of town.

Inside the government office, an official in charge of managing the town was anxiously writing a letter to the eldest prince.

The sudden appearance of the manifesto in the town today made him realize that something terrible was about to happen.

Although he didn't know how the eldest prince, whom he had sided with, had come to power, he was certain that the second prince had raised an army.

Although the town was far from the Camorra garrison, it was relatively wealthy, and he couldn't be sure whether Camorra would send troops to attack him.

Now, this small town has only a dozen or so constables, and any scout team could easily take it over.

Therefore, in his letter, the nobleman spoke earnestly, describing the situation as extremely urgent, and only hoped that the eldest prince could send troops as soon as possible to protect his town and his wealth.

Just as the nobleman was engrossed in writing the letter, the constable rushed in from outside in a panic.

"It's terrible, sir! Cavalry... so many cavalry...!"

"What? Where did these cavalry come from?"

The nobleman's hand trembled, and he stood up in a panic, asking the question.

The escort took a deep breath: "East...northeast, it looks like the Second Prince's men, there are at least several thousand of them..."

"It's over..."

Upon hearing the messenger's report, the nobleman turned ashen-faced and slumped into his chair.

Seeing this, the constable quickly stepped forward and said, "Sir, don't hesitate, let's run!"

"Run! Run!"

The nobleman, regaining his senses, hurriedly got up and ran towards the back hall.

He simply tossed the letter he had just finished writing, pleading for help, onto the desk.

The nobleman was decisive. He rode a fast horse from the back hall and headed straight out of town with his men, leaving his wife, children, and all his belongings behind.

Not long after the nobleman left, Dong Zhuo led his men to attack.

"Hmph, you're pretty fast!"

Looking at the empty government office, Dong Zhuo couldn't help but snort coldly, then turned to the messenger beside him and gave the order:

"They fled in a hurry, so they probably didn't take many people with them. You immediately take a team of scouts and search along the main road. Even if you can't catch them, you should scare them away to another place. You absolutely cannot let them enter any other town!"

"Yes, General!"

The messenger acknowledged the order, then rode off with a scout team of fifty men, heading out of town.

"General, I found a letter inside!"

A guard handed the letter of appeal written by the nobleman to Dong Zhuo.

After reading the letter requesting help, Dong Zhuo stroked his chin, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Dong Zhuo was somewhat aware of the current situation in Dayuan.

Previously, Dayuan had exhausted all its national strength and was proud of its 10,000 cavalry, which was wiped out by Li Ru. There were not many troops left in Dayuan.

Therefore, in Dong Zhuo's view, this expedition to Dayuan was nothing more than leading his troops on a march, killing some nobles, seizing some wealth, and then besieging the capital of Dayuan. There was basically no opportunity to fight and make meritorious contributions.

However, after seeing this letter requesting help, Dong Zhuo couldn't help but have some ideas.

Although the military strength in Dayuan is not much now, even a mosquito is still meat, and it's better than having nothing to eat.

Thinking of this, Dong Zhuo immediately handed the letter requesting help to the guard beside him and ordered, "Immediately arrange for several messengers to change into Dayuan people's clothes and deliver this letter to the capital of Dayuan as quickly as possible!"

"Yes, General!"

The guard took the letter and was about to run out when Dong Zhuo stopped him: "Also, tell them to change horses but not riders along the way, and run as fast as they can!"

"clear!"

The guard agreed and quickly ran outside.

At the same time, Dong Zhuo's troops also blocked all the exits around the town.

Three thousand cavalrymen also rushed into the town and began a thorough search.

Following Dong Zhuo's orders, the soldiers responsible for the search only stormed into the more upscale and luxurious mansions and shops, ignoring the homes of ordinary people.

Soon, more than two hundred nobles and their families living in the town were all taken to the open space in the center of the town, and their valuables and grains were piled up like small mountains.

The onlookers stared in shock at the piles of wealth and grain, swallowing hard.

They knew these nobles were wealthy, but they never imagined they were this wealthy.

They were just a dozen or so nobles, yet they controlled 99% of the wealth and income created by tens of thousands of people in the surrounding area.

Such a huge disparity made the onlookers feel extremely unbalanced, and their gazes toward the nobles turned to hatred.

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