At night, the sky is gray. In a small village hundreds of miles north of Luoyang City, it was dark, and only a few rooms in the mansion in the center of the village were dimly lit. The moonlight sprinkled on the path leading to the mansion at the entrance of the village, illuminating a nocturnal man, and the moonlight shone on his face, it was the missing Colliers! Gao Lishi was wearing a brocade robe, like a wealthy businessman from a wealthy family, but the occasional cold light flashed between his eyes, which showed the danger of Gao Lishi.

Colliers walked from the entrance of the village to the outside of a compound in the village, pushed open the courtyard door and walked in, straight into the house. An oil lamp was faintly lit on the wooden table in the room, and the light of the fire flickered and seemed to be extinguished at any moment. Zhao Wanglun, Hong Ren and Guo Xiang sat on the wooden table in three directions, and the firelight was reflected on their faces, making them look a little hideous.

Since they fled in a panic from the chaotic army in Luoyang City that night, and inadvertently broke into this quiet small village, Zhao Wanglun was naturally not a kind person, even if he ordered a few people to slaughter everyone in the village, and stayed in the village for the time being.

Zhao Wanglun beckoned to Gao Lishi and motioned for Gao Lishi to sit down. Gao Lishi arched his hand towards Zhao Wanglun and sat down at the door. After Zhao Wanglun waited for Gao Lishi to sit down, he said slowly: "Lux, how is the situation outside now?" ”

Gao Lishi said in a deep voice: "Lord Zhao, my subordinates went out to investigate today, Sima Fan has taken control of Luoyang City, and now it is rumored all over the world that it is said that Prince Zhao murdered the emperor and a number of nobles before leaving Luoyang City. ”

Zhao Wanglun angrily punched the table and said angrily: "Hmph! All this must be Sima Fan's ghost! killed someone, but put the blame on Lone's head! What tricks Sima Fan's kid wants to play, it's not clear to Lone! Hey! A yellow-haired boy dares to fight the idea of the supreme in the world, and he is ten times more rampant than his old man! ”

The three of Gao Lishi were silent in the face of Zhao Wanglun's roar, and they didn't dare to answer, for fear of annoying Zhao Wanglun. After Zhao Wanglun's anger finally calmed down a little, Gao Lishi swallowed his saliva and continued: "Zhao Wanglun. There is also news that Sima Ting sent troops from Hangu Pass. The vanguard cavalry will arrive at Luoyang City in about two days! ”

Zhao Wanglun was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly burst into laughter, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Okay! Good! Good! Good! It's a good show! Chu Wangwei's two sons met again! I don't know who will win and who will lose this time between the two brothers! Who lives and who dies! ”

Gao Lishi laughed together, and said with a smile: "Lord Zhao, this time it's not two brothers." Sima Yi, the third elder of the Chu Palace, was also the leader of the Chu army. The third and seventh are against the boss. Hey hey ......"

After hearing this, Zhao Wanglun laughed excitedly and laughed loudly: "Wonderful! Wonderful! Ha ha! I only heard Zhao Wanglun excitedly say: "Lux, just now I discussed with Hongren and Guo Xiang, and we decided to set off for the north and go to the Xihe Country of Bingzhou." Well...... I'll leave tomorrow! There are 30,000 soldiers in the country of Xihe, and we can 'borrow' these 30,000 troops from the king of Xihe, and we can make a comeback! Hum. Sima Tingtun soldiers in Hangu Pass, and waited for Gu and Sima Fan to fight and lose before they came out to pick up the bargain. We will also follow the same example, and after they kill you and me in Luoyang City, we will lead our troops south and recapture Luoyang! ”

Gao Lishi pondered for a moment and hesitated: "Leave tomorrow?" The emperor was frightened, but he was very sick. Far away and merging with the state, did he suffer from the bumps in the carriage and horses along the way? ”

Zhao Wanglun snorted coldly and said, "Hong Ren Fang just combed the meridians of his whole body for that waste movement, and now he is sleeping comfortably. Since Sima Fan has already insisted that the emperor is dead, it is useless for us to take him with us. Hey, I might have known that it would have been better for him to kill himself in the palace, so that we would have taken care of him so much along the way. We'll leave early tomorrow morning, leave that piece of rubbish. Let him die in this poor country and fend for himself! ”

Gao Lishi sighed helplessly, but also understood that now that Sima Fan has torn his face, the emperor has become worthless. Even if the emperor is real, but in this mercenary world, how many people will support the orthodoxy of the emperor?! Zhao Wanglun didn't fall into the well, and killing Sima Zhen was worthy of him.

Luoyang City, on the Taiji Palace. Sima Fan, dressed in a purple brocade robe, walked in the empty hall with Zhao Desheng and a large group of Jingzhou generals wearing bright armor. The sound of steady and powerful footsteps echoed throughout the hall.

Sima Fan stopped at the foot of the golden steps, looking up at the heavy, golden throne of the emperor above the golden steps, his eyes full of excitement. Sima Ting took a deep breath, calmed down a little, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, raised his feet and stepped up the golden steps, and came to the throne, his face full of intoxication.

Sima Fan stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the handle of the throne, as if touching the smooth skin of a beautiful girl, making his body tremble uncontrollably...... Suddenly, Sima Fan Huoran turned around, flicked his sleeves, and slowly sat down on the throne.

Zhao Desheng, who was under the golden ladder, saw this scene, and immediately knelt down on one knee and shouted: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" ”

The generals in Jingzhou also reacted, knelt down with Zhao Desheng and said loudly: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" ”

Sima Fan listened to it as refreshingly as a spring breeze, and couldn't help but glance at Zhao Desheng approvingly, left the platform, and said with a smile: "Zhong Aiqing is flat." ”

"Emperor Xie!"

As soon as the generals came together, Zhao Desheng took a step towards the middle in a decent manner and said loudly: "Your Majesty." The minister has this music! ”

Sima Fan smiled dumbly, only feeling that this Zhao Desheng had changed really quickly. It seems that in order to please himself, he has practiced a lot. Otherwise, he was a general of the Chu State, and he had never even been to Luoyang City, how could he know these etiquettes? However, Sima Fan didn't break it, but just smiled: "General Zhao, please speak." ”

Zhao Desheng coughed and arched his hand: "Your Majesty!" Luoyang City has been cleaned these days. The remnants of Zhao Wanglun's forces have all been cleared. The soldiers are now reinforcing the walls day and night. However, the city wall was too badly damaged during the previous siege of our army, and the vanguard of Sima Ting's army, 20,000 cavalry, would arrive outside Luoyang in two days. Time is too short, I am afraid that it will be difficult to withstand the impact of large siege engines at that time. ”

Sima Fan frowned, and said in a low voice: Lao Qi came really fast. It's only been five days since I entered Luoyang City, and he is about to arrive in Luoyang City. I really don't give my big brother a little respite!

Sima Fan thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "It's okay. All you have to do is fortify the city. Lao Qi came in such a hurry, he must not be able to bring any large-scale siege equipment. As long as the walls can hold back the heavy arrows of the crossbow bed. ”

Zhao Desheng thought for a moment, nodded and said, "If it's just a crossbow bed, then it doesn't matter." After a pause, Zhao Desheng said again: "There is also the emperor." What should the forbidden people deal with? There were more than 50,000 forbidden troops who surrendered to us that night, and 20,000 were sent to guard the forbidden army. It doesn't matter now, if Sima Ting's army arrived, our army would have fought hard for four months, and more than 30,000 brothers had already been killed. Now another 20,000 horses will be assigned to guard the forbidden army, so there will be less than 30,000 men left to defend the city. With such a long wall of Luoyang City, 20,000 people can't defend it. Moreover, there is an urgent shortage of food in the city, although in the past few days, our army has drawn a large amount of grain and grass from all directions into Beijing, but compared with Luoyang City, which has a population of one million, it is tantamount to a drop in the bucket. ”

As Zhao Desheng spoke, he forgot Sima Fan's identity as the emperor and began to claim to himself again. Fortunately, Sima Fan was overwhelmed by Zhao Desheng's question and didn't notice it. Sima Fan leaned back and leaned back on the back of the imperial seat.

Now that it is his turn to guard Luoyang City, he can finally understand Zhao Wanglun's difficulties. These forbidden soldiers can't be killed, and if they are killed, they are afraid that they will immediately provoke the people of Luoyang, even if he has an iron-armored lion in his hand, doing this kind of thing at this juncture is tantamount to giving Luoyang City to Sima Ting. If the forbidden army is allowed to pick up weapons and defend the city for him, he is not at ease, he only killed a few days ago, and if the forbidden army defects, he will not even have a place to cry! And the food, too, is extremely tricky!

Sima Fan rubbed his temples irritably, and asked rhetorically, "What is General Zhao's good plan?" ”

Zhao Desheng said in a deep voice: "For the forbidden army, there is a way for subordinates. It is better to detain the generals of the forbidden army en masse, and dismiss the ordinary soldiers of the forbidden army and return home. In this way, there is no need for our army to send people to guard it, and the forbidden army has no armor, and it is difficult to cause trouble without a leader. ”

Sima Fan pondered for a moment and said, "Just do it!" What about the grain and grass problem? ”

Zhao Desheng smiled bitterly and said, "This subordinate doesn't know what to do......

Sima Fan closed his eyes slightly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a smug smile appeared on his face, and said, "You don't have to worry about the grain and grass problem." When the time comes, I will naturally do it. Go down and do your errands. ”

Zhao Desheng glanced at Sima Fan with a smile on his face suspiciously, and really couldn't think of any way for Sima Fan to solve the stomachs of more than one million people under the siege of the city, but looking at Sima Fan's face, it was clear that he was confident. Zhao Desheng hesitated for a moment, but still surrendered his promise and led a group of generals to the Taiji Palace.