"General Jin."

"Dudu Hou."

The two greeted each other outside Duanmen.

Jin Zhun first looked at Hou Feihu.

This is a man in his late forties, with a medium build, neither tall nor short, and not very strong. He is probably about the same as an ordinary soldier.

His eyes are gentle, without too many fierce or violent emotions.

He won't stare at people for a long time, but he will observe you from the corner of his eyes from time to time and try to figure you out - this is Jin Zhun's own feeling.

When Hou Feihu was standing, his body was straight, his left hand was naturally drooping, and his right hand was stroking his beard, and he was casually looking at the scene in Chang'an.

He also had a preliminary impression of Jin Zhun at this time.

The first feeling is: this guy looks like a scholar.

He is slightly older than him, tall, handsome and personable.

To be honest, even in the Central Plains, Jin Zhun's good looks would deceive many people, if he didn't go crazy.

No wonder the three daughters are all being targeted. The male is handsome and the female is beautiful. This is probably a characteristic of the Jin family.

But the second impression Jin Zhun gave him was not good. His eyes were too deep, lacked the spirit of justice and peace, and tended to go to extremes, whether they were good extremes or bad extremes.

In short, he likes to act on his own initiative. According to King Liang, he is easy to "get on top of". Jin Zhun actually understands everything and knows what to do and what not to do, but understanding is one thing and he cannot control his emotions.

It’s no use either.

This is the kind of person who does shocking things under passion.

Once the blood rushes to his head, nothing can stop him.

"Dudu Hou, when will King Liang enter Chang'an?" Jin Zhun asked.

"Don't be impatient." Hou Feihu said with a smile: "Your Majesty's entire army has just crossed the Wei River and is heading towards Chang'an. It won't arrive until tomorrow."

"We actually camped in Weibei." Jin Zhun was stunned for a moment, then sighed with emotion.

Hou Feihu understood what he meant.

The besieging army was so disorganized that it was not impossible to accidentally blow up the camp and collapse it. The Huns would then take advantage of the situation to cover up the enemy, which would intensify the chaos. The various tribes would run around and collide, possibly leading to chaos in the Liang King's headquarters.

But he camped in Weibei, separated from the besieging army by the Wei River. Even if the entire army collapsed, it would be difficult to disrupt the 50,000 troops on the north bank.

King Liang's skill in using troops is not just a matter of words.

While the two were talking, one carriage after another drove into the palace.

When you go in, the carriage is empty, but when you come out, it is full of valuables: silk and satin, swords, guns, swords and halberds, cauldrons, incense burners, etc., everything you need.

In fact, Luoyang has many exotic goods from the Western Regions that are becoming increasingly rare.

Obviously, most merchants from the Western Regions could not go eastward after reaching Chang'an. They could only deliver goods to Liu Han's merchants and return home. From this alone, Liu Han did not know how much money he made.

Jin Zhun only glanced at these belongings and didn't pay attention to them at all. Then he followed Hou Feihu and entered the Duanmen.

There were a group of Hun officials standing respectfully inside the gate, and Jin Zhun introduced them one by one.

Hou Feihu listened quietly and occasionally nodded in greeting. He was neither too cold nor too enthusiastic, and he controlled the tone very well.

When he heard the names of Qi Wuyuan and Jin Ming, Hou Feihu said one more sentence: "Your Majesty has an order, Qi Wuyuan can be the general Sima who protects the Huns, and Jin Ming should be the order of Chang'an."

When the two of them heard this, they were delighted.

Never mind what happened to the Huns in the past, it doesn't matter.

The two officials, Sima and Chang'an Ling, who were protecting the Xiongnu, were not big, but they were not small either. More importantly, they successfully "landed ashore".

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the gift."

"I am grateful and willing to go through fire and water."

The two expressed their opinions one after another.

You Ziyuan, Hu Xun, Wang Kuang and others were a little anxious, but they all refrained from speaking.

"You have other appointments." Hou Feihu nodded towards them and said.

Only then did a few people feel relieved.

On this occasion, either eat people or be eaten.

If you don't get an official position, even if you are only the lowest ninth-grade official, it means that you may be liquidated. Then, don't blame others for showing ill will towards you.

Hou Feihu continued to walk forward.

Soldiers from the fifth battalion of the Yellow Head Army were everywhere in the palace, standing guard every three steps and one sentry every five steps.

The blood stains in the palace have been almost cleaned up, but there are far fewer people in the palace, who must have been killed.

When he arrived in front of the Tai Chi Hall, Hou Feihu walked around the west side and carefully checked the defenses.

Jin Zhun and his group followed respectfully like subordinates.

From time to time, people came to report to Jin Zhun. Jin Zhun did not shy away from Feihu, and deliberately asked loudly and issued orders.

He was the general who protected the Huns, and before that he was the cavalry general of the Han Dynasty. He commanded all the troops and horses inside and outside Chang'an City.

Now, after all calculations, he has collected nearly 19,000 soldiers and horses from all sides of Chang'an and the city, and more than 8,000 servants from wealthy families who were temporarily recruited. All of them have been disbanded.

There was a mutiny in the army of Liu Yue, the king of Guangping in the south of the city. He led troops to suppress it, but was forced by Zhao Gu, so he broke out with people loyal to him. In the end, only a few hundred or ten people walked out and disappeared.

This was what I had just reported to Jin Zhun, saying that traces of Liu Yue had been found in Shiping County, and he seemed to have gone to Nanshan.

Jin Zhun did not hesitate and sent Jin's troops to pursue him, demanding that he must bring Liu Yue's head back.

After hearing this, Hou Feihu asked: "General Jin, do you know if there is a Liu Han clan in the city?"

"It was there before, but it's gone now," Jin Zhun reported.

Hou Feihu was startled.

"They all committed suicide," Jin Zhun said.

Hou Feihu glanced at Jin Zhun again and said, "There's no one alive?"

"There is not a single living person." Jin Zhun said seriously: "This generation does not know the fate of heaven, so it is unworthy of death."

"Okay, very good." Hou Feihu was numb, secretly thinking that Jin Zhun is really cruel.

In his view, those reasons for rebellion were untenable.

As a woman, is it worth rebelling over these small things?

But Jin Zhun rebelled and killed Liu Can and his son, and the entire clan was slaughtered.

This kind of person was so vicious that Hou Feihu felt that he should be given the post of Zhonglang General to protect the Huns. This was not because he was afraid of Jin Zhun's rebellion, but because he felt that this person might not be able to control the remnants of the Huns in Guanzhong.

He had lost all prestige among the Huns - it was not good if his prestige was too high, and it was not good if his prestige was too low.

After Hou Feihu completed his inspection tour, he returned from Huanglongmen.

Further north was the harem, and he didn't want to go in to avoid suspicion.

Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something. Hu Xun, the doctor of Guanglu of Han Dynasty, had secretly reported to him: the day before yesterday, for some unknown reason, Jin Zhun suddenly decided to kill all Liu Can's concubines, leaving only his daughter Jin Yuehua alone. In the end, they worked together to dissuade him.

When Cao Wei destroyed Shu, all the women in Liu Chan's harem except the queen were rewarded for their meritorious service.

When Sima Jin destroyed Wu, Sun Hao's harem was either incorporated into Sima Yan's harem, or rewarded to officials or generals.

When the King of Liang conquered Pingyang, he only wanted the queen regardless of her appearance, and most of the others were rewarded. Hou Feihu, who was besieging the city by the governor's tribe, got a noble concubine.

To be honest, the enemy's harem is a very important trophy, and beautiful women are the most important wealth, not to mention the status bonus of the enemy's noble lady. As the winner, I don't know how coveted it is - it's not that they are short of women, but

There is a shortage of women of this status.

Identity is the most easily overlooked thing by many people. I wonder how much interest it can bring to men. How can you kill them all and not be hated to death?

Jin Zhun thought about it and finally gave up.

After Hou Feihu heard the secret report, he laughed secretly.

This Jin Zhun's behavior is really inexplicable, just like you didn't expect that he would suddenly rebel, nor would you expect that he would suddenly kill all Liu Han's clan, and even Liu Can's harem.

"General Jin, you lead your troops out of the city one by one and station them outside the gates. There is no need to pay too much attention to matters within the city." Hou Feihu ordered when he left Duanmen.

"Yes." Jin Zhun agreed simply.

******

On August 25, the rapid sound of horse hooves sounded on the northern horizon.

After the Quanqu canal was cleared, Yiyu and his son climbed up to the high platform in the camp and watched from a distance.

The first thing that appeared in sight was a group of soldiers with shining armor, about 1,500 people in total.

The horses wear iron armor and the men wear heavy armor. They are majestic and arrogant.

They held thick and long horse poles and shouted loudly to drive away the Di and Qiang soldiers who were blocking the road.

Someone moved a little slower, and dozens of horsemen rushed over immediately, with horses as thick as saplings pointing at them from a distance.
To be continued...