Judging by their methods, they certainly won't leave any survivors. What we need to do is help the Xiongnu send a message to their Left Wise King!

Dong Zhuo smiled happily. After waiting for so long, he could finally stretch his muscles.

Jian Shuo nodded happily, "Okay! Let's get ready without delay!"

"Alright! Haha~, I'll go gather the brothers right away!"

After Dong Zhuo laughed loudly, he quickly walked out of the tent!

At Dong Zhuo's command, the seven hundred Xiliang soldiers quickly began preparations.

Before long, seven hundred Xiliang soldiers, dressed in the clothes of Juyan civilians, gathered outside Dong Zhuo's tent!

After waiting for a while, the soldiers, still unable to see Dong Zhuo, looked curiously towards Dong Zhuo's tent.

"Hmm? Why hasn't the general come out yet?"

One of Dong Zhuo's personal guards in the front row couldn't help but nudge his comrade beside him.

His comrade shook his head. "I don't know, they're probably preparing for something!"

"Don't you have any clothes that are a little bigger?"

Inside the tent, Dong Zhuo frowned as he held several pieces of clothing belonging to the Juyan people. Several other pieces of torn clothing lay on the ground at his feet.

"Uh..., General! This is already the biggest one...!"

The serving soldier glanced cautiously at Dong Zhuo's round belly.

"Never mind, never mind, hurry up and help me change my clothes!"

Looking at the last set of clothes in his hand, Dong Zhuo impatiently waved to the soldiers.

"Oh, look!!"

The soldiers took the clothes from Dong Zhuo and began to help him change.

"Ouch~, be gentle...! Be gentle...!"

"Oh, General, did I hurt you?"

"Hmm, let me loosen my belly band a bit...!"

The soldiers waiting outside the camp looked at each other in bewilderment as they listened to the strange conversation between Dong Zhuo and his soldiers coming from inside the tent.