Among these Jin nobles by the river, there must be some smart ones and some stupid ones. But even if they are smart, how dare they say anything when they see that they are blocked on both ends by so many armored cavalry... Moreover, even if they are smart, they may not know whether they should stay where they are or go out.

So, for a while, except for a very small number of smart and well-educated people who stayed where they were, the rest of the people, no matter what they thought or what their purpose was, all chose a trap.

Some were heading north in a hurry, some were heading south in a panic, and some were staying where they were. Anyway, they could not escape.

"You who claim to be here to save the emperor, do you really want to do so, or do you want to take advantage of the chaos to rebel?!"

When the three groups of people stood still, King Wushu of Wei on the hillside really drew his sword and changed his face towards one of the groups on the spot.

For a moment, not to mention the stupid people at the bottom of the slope, even the smart ones, and even those in safe positions on the slope, including several truly handsome men who had anticipated the situation, became awe-inspiring.

To put it bluntly, no matter how smart you are, how thoughtful you are, how much you understand political schemes, how well you can see through these political routines, and how far-sighted you are, you can't do anything in the current situation... Since the King of Wei has made up his mind to kill someone, there is really no way out!

This is called a thousand soft threads wrapped around fingers, but they are no match for a piece of tempered steel.

In fact, even the young king Wanyan Hela was slightly startled at first, but then quickly became serious and said nothing... Although he could not understand the current situation, he clearly remembered the day when he was called into the Shangshu Terrace by his fourth uncle, and what happened after he went out.

The dignified Grand Marshal, a figure like the Pillar of Heaven and the Purple Golden Beam of the Great Jin Kingdom, was high above the others the moment before, judging himself with his status as a decision maker, and the next moment he was hammered to death on the threshold of the main hall of the Shangshu Terrace, becoming like a rag bag.

I don't have any military power, so I can't easily disobey my three uncles. Besides, my three uncles have no reason to deal with me.

The king, who was high and mighty, and a young one at that, could of course remain silent. However, what surprised Qin Huizhi and other Han ministers was that the group of people who were called out first neither begged for mercy nor made any excuses. Instead, they who had been confused the moment before now became quiet and stood there with their hands behind their backs, looking up and facing each other coldly.

"What about going to the front line?" Under the lingering smoke in the early morning, Wanyan Wushu raised his knife again and pointed it at another group of people. "You claim to be going to fight the enemy, but who can prove that you don't want to support Puluhu?!"

It was still as silent as death, but the armored cavalry on both sides were getting a little impatient. Behind the smoke, there was the obvious sound of weapons rubbing against iron and the sound of war horses neighing and stomping the ground.

"And you too." That was not all. The ferocious-looking King Wei pointed at the group of people who hadn't moved at all at the bottom of the slope. "What on earth are you thinking of doing nothing when such a mess has happened?!"

After Wanyan Wushu said these three sentences, it turned out that he meant to let no one go!

And this time, there was finally a commotion below... Some people were making noises, some were reaching for their weapons, some were pointing at Wei Wang Wushu and shouting at him, and some were questioning the king, why he just sat there and watched such a traitor kill innocent people?

Wanyan Hela was young after all, and when he saw this scene, especially when he saw the young nobleman whom he had taken a fancy to some time ago, his just-made-up mind immediately became confused.

Then, I couldn't help but want to say something.

But at this moment, unexpectedly, someone reached out from behind and grabbed him... He La turned around and saw that it was his master Han Fang, and immediately lowered his head obediently.

This scene was seen clearly by Qin Hui and Hong Ya. And it was not just Han Fang. The somewhat panicked Qin Huizhi glanced to the side, only to find that even Wulin Da Zanmo and Wanyan Xiyin, the two real top Jurchen civil officials, stood solemnly without any intention of speaking out to stop it.

After a while, someone finally spoke, but it was only the King of Wei himself who responded to the group of people at the bottom of the hill.

"Why am I going to kill everyone?"

Wuzhu sneered as he put away his knife, then calmed down. "But we all know that there are obviously some of these people who are in the party of Puluhu. The king and I knew it in Yanjing, and we can't let you fool us... So now we have to capture all of you and quickly identify you. The king will naturally come out to pardon the rest of you, and make you high officials and enjoy your blessings!"

This means we need to follow the map and eliminate the enemies at specific points... Upon hearing this, everyone relaxed. The people at the foot of the mountain, who had been clamoring, became even more discouraged. Many people were so angry that they cursed and said that the King of Wei did not follow the traditional morals of the tribe and launched a sneak attack even though he had a large army at his disposal.

At this point, Qin Huizhi thought that Wuzhu had listened to his advice and wanted to raise it high and put it down gently... But soon, he saw what it meant to raise it high and put it down gently during the period of nationalization of the alliance of tribes outside the Great Wall:

As King Wushu of Wei put away his sword, Wendun Sizhong and Wulin Dataiyu came out together, took out the prepared list, and directly sent out armored cavalry to arrest people... The only difference was that as soon as Wendun Sizhong caught one, he would drag him directly to the creek and behead him, while Wulin Dataiyu was a little slower and waited until he had gathered ten people to kill together.

Starting from the morning, it took only half an hour to kill about one-third of the hundreds of dignitaries. Then, without confining or restraining them, they simply abandoned these people and returned to the opposite camp to continue searching for their children, guards, confidants, etc.

It can only be said that fortunately Qin Huizhi was mentally prepared at the beginning, so after his ups and downs, he finally came to his senses on the hill and observed carefully - just as he thought at the beginning, of the people killed by the King of Wei, about 30% were from the old king's line, 30% were from the Khitan, Xi, Han, and Bohai clans who were more independent and somewhat rebellious, and the rest were mostly Jurchen military nobles who resisted the central government's Han-style reforms.

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