Since Liu Chengyou took charge of the Longqi Army, he has been extremely strict in controlling the army. Now, the soldiers have gradually become accustomed to that restriction. However, the life in the military camp is extremely boring, except for the day after day. In addition to training, members can relax for a while when they leave the camp and visit relatives. Of course, there are many bachelors in the army, and more of them will choose to go to Jinyang to live life, spending their scant wages in pubs, music houses, brothels and other places. Money spent cleanly.
In their spare time, most sergeants like to get together and chat. At this time, a captain walked up to Li Dutou with a bowl of water, handed it to him, and said with some emotion and curiosity: "Dutou. , the Jin Dynasty really died like this?"
He rolled his tongue between his teeth, swallowed the meat scraps into his belly, took the water bowl and took a big sip, and then Li Du shook his legs and said, "Yes, the emperors of the Jin Dynasty were captured by the Khitan people and were detained in prison. Went to the Khitan country in the north."
"Hey, the Jin Dynasty has so many soldiers and horses, but it can't defeat the Khitans!"
"What's so strange about this? I heard that the emperor's son was building palaces in the capital, searching for beauties everywhere, and even brought his widowed aunt, Mrs. Feng, into the harem for his pleasure. He danced and listened to music all day long, He ignores national affairs, doesn't care about the military situation, and doesn't care about the soldiers. He ended up in this situation, and he can still save his life, which is considered lucky!" Li Dutou seemed to know a lot of things, and he explained to his men.
The conversation between the two had already attracted the attention of the surrounding soldiers, and their ears pricked up. When one of the soldiers heard this, he immediately yelled: "The emperor is so stupid, no wonder he can't keep his country!"
"It's a pity for those soldiers who fought to the death with the Khitans to protect their homeland and homeland." This statement seemed to resonate with Li Dutou, and he could see anger appearing on his rough face that had been shaved by wind and frost.
"I heard, captain, that you also participated in the Yangcheng War?" Then the captain suddenly asked.
"Yes!" These words seemed to scratch Li Du's head. He seemed to be in high spirits. He sat up straight and said with a look of reminiscence: "Two years ago, the Khitan launched a large-scale southern expedition. The imperial court sent The army resisted, but the initial battle was unfavorable. The army was heavily besieged by the enemy in the south of Yangcheng. The Khitan people were so insidious that they cut off our army's food routes and water sources. The soldiers could not bear the hunger and thirst, so they could only drink muddy water to quench their thirst."
"Isn't that army very dangerous?" The captain quickly stepped into the situation and asked nervously.
After hearing the question, Li Dutou became more emotional and spoke much faster: "That's natural. The situation was extremely urgent at that time, and tens of thousands of troops were at stake. But -"
Just like a storyteller, his words changed sharply. Li Dutou gave up, and then, under the urging of his soldiers, he said in a measured tone: "But our army has been blessed by God. Suddenly, in Yangcheng, there was a strong wind, and the sand and dust covered the sun. It was as dark as night. The Khitan army had been extremely arrogant and wanted to capture us all and march to Daliang. They underestimated us so much that the officers and soldiers of the army were angered and had long been prepared to fight to the death. So the general issued an order and all the officers and soldiers of the army took the opportunity to fight with all their strength. They defeated the Khitan in battle and chased for more than 20 miles north before withdrawing their troops. Rumor has it that the leader of the Khitan kingdom was so frightened that he fled all the way to Youzhou before he dared to look south..."
After spending a lot of time, he described the situation of the Battle of Yangcheng to his soldiers. Li Du glanced around and listened carefully. He was very satisfied with their reactions.
"The Jin army is so strong!" someone shouted excitedly.
But Du Tou shook his head: "Who would have thought that in just one or two years, the Khitan would still conquer Bianjing, and the emperor would be captured by it. What a shame and a great humiliation!"
"The foolish king is harming the country!"
However, at this time, the captain blinked his eyes a few times and asked doubtfully: "I don't know, how many Khitan thieves were killed in the first battle that year, and how much credit did they achieve?"
Hearing this, a trace of uneasiness flashed across Li Du's face, and he immediately glared at the captain: "Although I was just a junior corps commander under the formation commander General Fu (Fu Yanqing) at the time, he broke the formation to attack the enemy, but he kept charging.
At the front, with his hands, a certain person was able to personally cut off the heads of two Khitans. Later, the Fu Army envoys even praised a certain person for his bravery..."
"Then how did you get to the King of Peking's tent?"
Li Du's question stopped him in his tracks, and his face was a little confused. Seeing the dumbfounded look on the face of the captain who asked the question, he felt angry, patted his head, and muttered: "Of course I admire the mighty virtue of the King of Peking.
I’m here to join in the fun!”
At this point, the smart man had realized that the captain was bragging, but no one exposed him. Li Dutou's expression gradually became serious, and there was a hint of sadness in his brown pupils, as if he was reminiscing.
Reminds me of the difficult and dangerous battlefield experience back then.
Li Dutou naturally participated in the Battle of Yangcheng. When the Jin army made a desperate counterattack, he was also charging into the formation. However, before he could get close, he was shot down by the Khitan bows and arrows. Fortunately, he survived; not so lucky.
Fortunately, all the brothers in his group died, and he was left in the wilderness. Later, he climbed out of the pile of dead people with difficulty and was rescued by farmers in the mountains. After recovering from his injuries, he became a straggler.
When Liu Zhiyuan was recruiting soldiers in the east of Hedong, Li Dutou, who did not want to join the imperial army of the Later Jin Dynasty, heard about it and crossed Taihang to surrender.
As Li Dutou let out a heavy sigh, the atmosphere in the tent suddenly became a little depressing.
"Since the old emperor is gone, who is the new emperor?" A soldier muttered, breaking the slightly stagnant atmosphere.
"Who else could it be?" As if he had been reminded, Li Du suddenly came back to his senses and cursed: "I heard that just the day before yesterday, the Khitan leader ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor in Bianliang!"
"What?" There was an uproar in the tent, and the captain beside him opened his eyes wide: "How could the Khitans do this to the emperor of our Central Plains?"
"How is it impossible?" Li Dutou showed his knowledge at this time and snorted: "For so many years, whoever has the strongest soldiers and horses can be the emperor. The Khitan leader has hundreds of thousands of troops, so he can naturally become the emperor.
emperor."
Hearing what he said, some soldiers began to lament: "Am I going to respect the Khitan Emperor as our master and fight for him in the future?"
"That's not necessarily true!" Li Dutou's tone became meaningful at this time.
The captain raised his brows, then echoed and asked, "Tou Chang, what news have you heard again?"
Mentioning this, the captain's eyes wandered, he looked around, moved his buttocks, and then lowered his voice and said carefully: "Listen to the commander, Du Yuhou and other military envoys do not want to surrender to the Khitan Hulu.
We are secretly planning to make King Peking the emperor!"
As soon as these words were said, everyone looked at each other in confusion. Only the captain reacted very quickly, slapped his thigh hard, and said excitedly: "That's right! How can we, the Chinese son of a generation, serve Hu Kou as our master! The King of Peking has high moral standing and great reputation, so he should be our leader."
Emperor!"
"Yes, in today's world, besides our King of Peking, who else is qualified and capable to be the emperor?"
"If the King of Peiping is the emperor, what does the Khitan have to fear?"
"If the King of Peking is appointed as the emperor, we can all enjoy wealth and honor!"
...
The atmosphere suddenly became heated, with all the soldiers making excited and depressing remarks blindly, while Li Dutou and the captain looked at each other in tacit understanding.