Feng Mansion in Tokyo.

"My husband, you are back!"

When the servant was greeted by his servant, Feng Dao returned to the mansion. He gestured with his eyes and quickly closed the mansion. Although he was appointed as a minister by the Emperor of Liao and was still prominent in the court, the Feng Mansion seemed very deserted.

March is approaching, and the weather is getting warmer. I walked into the hall with Lao Jian's steps. Mr. Feng took the fan while untiing his robe and fanning it.

After the maid brought the tea and drank two sips, she calmed down. After taking a few deep breaths, her breath was a little hot. I wondered whether it was because of the hot weather or because of her depression. She frowned and the gullies on her face seemed to be deeper.

"Give me instructions and let everyone in the mansion pack up and prepare your luggage." After sighing, Feng Dao ordered the servant waiting on the side.

The servant was a little confused and stared at Feng Dao blankly, wondering: "My husband, are you going to go far?"

"Idiot!" Hearing this, Feng Dao's beard floated and immediately scolded: "Look at this Tokyo city, there are armor all over the city and patrols outside the mansion. Can I let me escape?"

Feng Dao was furious and looked up at the servant's timid look, but couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, saying, "What are he scruples about this foolish and mediocre servant?"

He waved his hand, raised a bitter smile on his lips, and said, "It's not completely wrong to go on a long trip. Forget it, let's continue as soon as possible..."

"yes!"

Since March, the movements in Tokyo have become increasingly louder. It is self-evident that the Khitans want to empty the city.

Some old ministers of Shi Jin were secretly happy and just watched the Hulu return to the army earlier. But Feng Dao was not so optimistic. The old husband was very clear-headed. He really thought that Yelu Deguang could satisfy himself by plundering some wealth?

Today, the morning court in Chongyuan Hall. After the court was released, Yelu Deguang summoned him to chat for a while. Hearing whether Feng Dao was really loyal to the Great Liao Dynasty and whether he really served him. He also mentioned that Feng Dao was on the mission to Khitan and stayed in the northern country for two years, and talked about the days of that year with him...

Almost made it clear to Feng Dao that this old fox could not understand, so he naturally responded carefully and showed loyalty, and did not know the current affairs at all. As soon as he returned home, he would pack his luggage and not have to come to urge him.

Of course, if you ask him what he was originally thinking, he would definitely not want the Liao court to go north, but when people were under the roof, they had to bow their heads and slap them.

Standing up, Feng Dao's expression was very serious, he was pacing and sighing. Now, for him, the only thing he deserves to be grateful for was his family and his descendants, who did not go to Bian with him.

"It's been so long, and there's no news back. I don't know if the letter has been sent to Jinyang or has it been contacted?" Feng Dao couldn't help but look northwest and thought to himself.

However, the bitter expression soon became even more bitter. Even if it was contacted by Liao leader who led hundreds of thousands of troops, how could Liu Zhiyuan lose the power of Hedong to attack the Khitan army? After thinking, Feng Dao no longer had any hope for his life in his later years, even if he was already half a piece of his body and had entered the loess.

"Maybe, I will really sleep in a foreign country in the future..." Feng Dao stroked his long beard and sighed with emotion.

There was anger in the mood, but that was all.

......

Compared with Feng Dao's lack of choice, under the Khitan rule, there were more choices for surrendered generals from Shi Jin in the Central Plains.

A hundred miles west of Tokyo, above the Bian River, a fleet of ships slowly sailed westward along the river. There were dozens of ships, with Liao flags raised on the masts, all of which were large ships with deep drafts. It was conceivable that the cargo on the ship was very heavy.

This fleet was shipped from Tokyo, and most of the cabins were loaded with various types of armor confiscated by the Liao army, and was prepared to be transported to the north by water.

In addition to the boatman who was planning to oar, most of the troops escorted were surrendered by the former Jin army. The total number of ship guards was tens of thousands. Of course, there were about a hundred Khitans accompanying them to supervise.

This surrendered soldiers of the Jin army were sent to transport military supplies such as armor and equipment, which was obviously "trusted" by the Khitans. Their commander was named Wu Xingde. He was originally the capital of Yuhou, the imperial guards of the Jin Dynasty. Last year, after the Khitan army entered Bian, he always surrendered with most of the Shijin army.

After surrendering, Wu Xingde became a qualified traitor. The activist in front of the Khitans worked very hard to cater to him and gained the trust of the Khitans. Until today, he was entrusted with important matters.

On one of the ships, Wu Xingde stood steadily on the boat and swept across a Zhendian on the bank of the Bian River. The houses were bound to be a prosperous town, but at this time it was a bleak and extremely deserted place.

"Brother, there are still sixty miles of water, and it will reach the river in the west!" A man in military school uniform walked to Wu Xingde and reported to him.

The man is Wu Xingde's younger brother and a friend of Wu Xingde.

"Yes!" Wu Xingde was about to be forty, and he was in a strong state, and he spoke in a muffled voice: "How are you prepared?"

Upon hearing this, the martial artist looked at the Khitan soldiers in the distance with guilt and said nervously: "Brothers, I have contacted you and are willing to follow you, as long as you give me an order!"

"Tonight, take action in Heyin!" Wu Xingde said decisively: "Give me instructions and don't show any abnormality, so that the Khitans can discover it!"

"yes!"

"If you don't succeed, you will be successful!" Looking at the river bank, Zhendian, which gradually became smaller, Wu Xingde secretly swore. He grabbed the ship's side with his hands. He was extremely strong and actually grabbed the hardwood.

In the evening, the fleet successfully arrived at Heyin and broke down to the dock. When the old man's Khitan soldiers, led by the officer, got off the ship first and prepared to rest at Heyin Wharf. These Hu people were obviously not accustomed to water, and they were in very bad condition after less than two hundred miles of water.

Wu Xingde still worked diligently to deal with the fleet, and then he took his men off the ship. After dark, he showed his fangs.

Wu Xingde was actually very prestige in this Jin army surrendered. He gathered more than 300 warriors, held swords and swayed swords, and attacked the Khitan soldiers who were supervising the army.

Neither he was in a state or was not vigilant, all more than a hundred Khitans were killed. Wu Xingde personally killed the escorted Khitan military officers, took their heads, and carried them back.

The movements on the dock have long attracted attention, and they have already taken action, and there is no intention to hide them anymore. Wu Xingde summoned all the soldiers who surrendered in the arms of the army, showed the heads of the Khitan military officers, pulled their throats, and said some inspiring words:

"We have received the kindness of the country and were controlled by the Khitan. Liu Gong from Hedong, who was destined to be the emperor in Jinyang, called on our Central Plains soldiers and civilians to fight against the barbarians. Now that the country is in full swing, the Khitan wants to return, we leave our hometown and throw ourselves into the border, and become ghosts in foreign lands. How can we expel the evil party with you, make achievements, and conquer disasters to seek wealth and honor!"
Chapter completed!