"What are His Majesty thinking?"

Dong Zhuo turned his head to look at Lü Bu in a daze. He couldn't believe that this guy, who also didn't like to use his brain, would say such a thing.

Only after seeing the glint of light in Lü Bu's eyes did Dong Zhuo realize what was going on.

"I understand. Although these powerful clans are not good people, it is precisely because of their greed that our Great Han is able to accelerate its pace of conquering other countries!"

Zhang Zhao smiled and nodded: "That's right, the Battle of Yilou not long ago is a good example!"

"His Majesty is truly His Majesty; his vision is so far-reaching. I, Old Dong, am truly impressed!"

Dong Zhuo couldn't help but praise him, attributing all the credit to the emperor.

Seeing Dong Zhuo's appearance, Lü Bu shook his head helplessly, then looked at Tian Feng and Zhang Zhao.

"My two strategists, what if they secretly send someone to make contact with the rebels in Danyang?"

Zhang Zhao smiled slightly: "Then why not just kill them all before that happens?"

By sunset, most of the refugees, gentry, and small landlords in Lujiang City had left the city.

"Close the city gates!!"

With a loud shout from the city guards, all four gates of Lujiang were closed, plunging the entire city into darkness.

Late at night, at the Imperial Guard Vanguard's post.

"Knock knock knock~!"

As a burst of rapid drumbeats sounded, the sleeping trainees snapped their eyes open and quickly put on their clothes.

Soon, three thousand students, dressed neatly, lined up in the center of the training ground.

In front of the group of students, Lü Bu, Dong Zhuo, and Dian Wei stood side by side.

After the roll call, Dong Zhuo stepped forward and glanced at everyone.

"The entire Imperial Guard is here!!"

"exist!!"

Three thousand students shouted in unison.

"Let's get to work!"

Dong Zhuo waved his hand and, without uttering any further words, ordered the three thousand students to disperse into Lujiang City in groups of one hundred.