Under the welcome of the servants, Feng Dao returned to the mansion. He signaled with his eyes, and the porter quickly closed the door of the mansion. Although he was worshiped as a minister by Emperor Liao and was still prominent in the court, Feng's mansion seemed very deserted.
It was March, and the weather was slowly getting warmer. He walked straight into the hall with old and vigorous steps. Mr. Feng took off his robe to let some air in, and took the fan to fan himself.
After the maid brought tea, he drank two sips and then he calmed down. He took a few deep breaths, and his breath was a little hot. I didn't know whether it was because of the hot weather or because of his depressed mood. He frowned and had ridges on his face.
It seems deeper.
"Go down and tell everyone in the house to pack up and prepare their bags." Feng Dao sighed and ordered the servant waiting at the side.
The servant was a little confused and looked at Feng Dao blankly, wondering: "My lord, are you going on a long trip?"
"Idiot!" Hearing this, Feng Dao's beard fluttered and he immediately scolded: "Look at the city of Tokyo, where the city is covered with armor and there are constant patrols outside the house. Can you let me get away?"
Feng Dao was filled with unknown anger. He raised his eyes and saw the servant's submissive look, but he couldn't help but shook his head. What did he have to argue with this stupid and mediocre servant?
He waved his hand, raised the corner of his mouth with a wry smile, and said: "It's not entirely wrong to say that I'm traveling far away. That's all, please give the order as soon as possible..."
"yes!"
Since the beginning of March, the commotion in Tokyo has become louder and louder. The Khitan people seem to want to evacuate the city, and their intention to withdraw is self-evident.
Some senior ministers of Shi Jin secretly rejoiced and only hoped that the Hulu would return to the army soon. But Feng Dao was not so optimistic. The old husband was very clear-headed. Is it true that Yelu De could be satisfied just by plundering some goods?
Today, after the morning court in Chongyuan Hall, Yelv Deguang summoned him alone for a chat. He heard whether Feng Dao was really loyal to Daliao and whether he sincerely served him. He also mentioned that Feng Dao was sent to Khitan as an envoy and stayed in the Northern Kingdom for two years.
I chatted with him about those days...
He almost made it clear to Feng Dao. How could this old fox not understand? Naturally, he responded wholeheartedly, showed his loyalty, and was not ignorant of current affairs. No, as soon as he returned home, he had people packing his bags, and no Khitan people were needed.
Door-to-door reminder.
Of course, if you ask about his true intentions, he definitely does not want to go north to Liao Ting, but he has to bow his head under the eaves.
Standing up, Feng Dao had a serious expression, pacing and sighing. Now, for him, the only thing he was thankful for was that his family and children did not go to Bian with him.
"It's been so long and no news has been sent back. I don't know if the letter has been sent to Jinyang or if anyone has been contacted." Feng Dao couldn't help but look northwest and thought to himself.
However, the bitterness on his expression soon became even worse. Even if he was contacted, the Lord of Liao led hundreds of thousands of troops, how could Liu Zhiyuan use the power of Hedong to attack the Khitan army. After thinking about it, Feng Dao had no hope for his life in his later years.
, even if he is already half buried in the loess.
"Perhaps, I will really have to sleep in a foreign country in the future..." Feng Dao said with emotion, stroking his long beard with a melancholy expression on his face.
There was anger in the mood, but that was all.
...
Compared with Feng Dao who had no choice, under the Khitan rule, the surrendered generals of Shi Jin in the Central Plains states had many more choices.
A hundred miles west of Tokyo, on the Bian River, a fleet of ships was slowly sailing westward up the river. There were dozens of ships, with Liao flags flying on their masts. They were all large ships with deep drafts. It can be imagined that there were many people on board.
The cargo is very heavy.
This fleet originated from Tokyo, and most of the cargo carried in the cabins were various types of ordnance and armor collected by the Liao army, ready to be transported to the north by water.
On the ship, in addition to the boatmen, most of the escorting troops were surrendered soldiers of the former Jin army. The total number of escorts on the ship must have been over a thousand. Of course, there were also about a hundred Khitan people accompanying them to supervise.
This Jin army has reduced its soldiers and can be sent to transport military supplies such as armor and weapons. It is obvious that it has the "trust" of the Khitan people. Their commander is named Wu Xingde, who originally served as Yuhou, the capital of the Jin Dynasty's Forbidden Army.
, after the Khitan army entered Bian last year, they surrendered like most of the Shi and Jin armies.
After the surrender, Wu Xingde became a qualified traitor and an activist in front of the Khitan people. He worked very hard to cater to and work for them, and gained the trust of the Khitan people. To this day, he is entrusted with important tasks.
On one of the boats, Wu Xingde stood steadily on the stern and glanced at a town on the bank of the Bian River. The houses were connected together, leaning on the Bian River. It should have been a prosperous town, but at this time it was
It was a desolate place, extremely deserted.
"Brother, there are still sixty miles of waterway before we reach Heyin!" A man in military school uniform walked up to Wu Xingde and reported to him.
The man is Wu Xingde’s younger brother and Wu Xingyou.
"Well!" Wu Xingde is nearly 20 years old, has a strong body, and speaks in a loud voice: "How are you preparing?"
Hearing this, Wu Xingyou felt so guilty that he glanced at the Khitan sergeant in the distance, and nervously said in a low voice: "All the old brothers have been contacted, and they are willing to follow you, as long as you give the order!"
"Tonight, take action in Heyin!" Wu Xingde said decisively: "Instruct us to go down and don't behave strangely, and let the Khitan people find out!"
"yes!"
"If you don't succeed, you will be successful!" Looking at the gradually smaller town on the river bank, Wu Xingde vowed secretly. He grabbed the side of the boat with his hands. He was so strong that he even scratched out the marks on the hardwood.
In the evening, the fleet sailed smoothly to Heyin and anchored on the shore. The Khitan soldiers, who were the uncles, disembarked first under the leadership of the officers and prepared to rest on the Heyin dock. These Hu people were obviously not used to water, and there were less than two hundred of them.
The waterway here was in very bad condition.
But Wu Xingde still diligently and diligently handled the fleet, and then took the people off the ship. After dark, he showed his fangs.
Wu Xingde was defeated in this Jin army, and his prestige was actually very good. He gathered about 300 warriors, raised their swords and dragged their sabers, and attacked the Khitan sergeants who were supervising the army.
Neither in good condition nor vigilant, more than a hundred Khitan people were all killed. Wu Xingde personally beheaded the Khitan military officials escorting them, took their heads, and carried them back.
The movement on the pier had already attracted attention. He had already taken action and had no intention of covering it up anymore. Wu Xingde summoned all the soldiers who had surrendered the luck, displayed the heads of the Khitan military officials, and spoke at the top of his lungs.
Some inspiring words:
"We are favored by the country and are under the control of the Khitan. Liu Gong from the east of Hedong, who is destined to return, has proclaimed himself emperor in Jinyang and called on us, the soldiers and people of the Central Plains, to fight against the barbarians. Now the sea is boiling, the Khitan wants to return, and we are with him
He left his hometown and went to the frontier fortress, becoming a ghost in a foreign land. Heruo and the princes drove away the evil parties, built meritorious deeds, and settled troubles in order to gain wealth!"