Watching the three warships slowly fall under the sea, Lin Feng turned around and came to Duan Zhengfang, who had lost his consciousness, and woke him up with a few shouts, and began to ask about the fleet he was in, the number of people in the fleet, and the daily patrol methods one by one.

Duan Zhengfang didn't want to resist at all, poured beans from the bamboo tube, told all his knowledge, and then asked to give himself a good time.

Lin Feng was noncommittal, and loudly ordered the warship to adjust its direction and move diagonally towards the territory of the Liao Kingdom.

At this time, the Liao State, since 936 A.D. from the Emperor Shi Jingjiao easily obtained the sixteen states of Yanyun, Dingyouzhou (now Beijing) is the Nanjing of the five capitals, occupying most of the territory of Hebei, and the entire Bohai Bay area, basically from Tianjin to the north, has been under the control of the Liao State. Although the naval forces of the Later Han and Later Zhou were strong, they rarely dared to cross the border to the north.

Turning his head, Lin Feng pulled a chair over, broke the sand pot and asked in the end, and began to ask about the situation of the ships in the northern Liao, the deployment of nearby troops, the clothing of the Liao people, and the situation of the Han people in Liao.

Duan Zhengfang was still able to answer one or two at first, but later, Lin Feng's questions became more and more biased, and he couldn't open his mouth in a hurry, so he could only look at Lin Feng with a pleading gaze.

Lin Feng snorted angrily, dragged away his chair heavily, and walked to the bow of the boat to look into the distance.

At this time, the cold northwest wind continued to blow, blowing the sails on the ship crackling, and the fast-moving warship touched the large Xiaoice floating on the sea, making a continuous light and crisp sound.

At this time, it began to snow!

Not only did Lin Feng raise his face comfortably to feel the coldness that fell from the sky, but the other special soldiers, especially the recruits selected from the Chu State and Guiguan regions, were even more rare to see such a dense and rapid snowfall, and they all ran to the surface of the boat to cheer, and stretched out their hands to try to catch the flying snowflakes.

At noon on the 14th day of the first lunar month, the warship sailed to Qinhuangdao, the destination of Lin Feng's voyage.

Although Qinhuangdao has been under construction since the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and it was named after Qin Shi Huang who sent Yan people Lu Sheng, Han Zhong, Hou Gong, Shi Sheng and other monks to enter the sea here to seek immortals and immortal medicine, in Lin Feng's eyes, Qinhuangdao, which had experienced war, was simply a wild city. From a distance, there was no section of the city wall, because it was snowing heavily, and there was ankle-white snow on the ground, and there were not a few lines of footprints on it.

Several Khitan soldiers guarding the pier at the head of the city were still a little vigilant when they saw this huge warship at first, and when they came forward to ask if it was Nantang who came to give gifts and make friends, they immediately withdrew their swords, and several people passed the buck to each other, and only then did one of the youngest soldiers walk towards the city gate not far away with the snow.

After a long time, two petty officials wearing Khitan fancy court clothes, Shi Shiran, came over. The person walking in front was obviously a middle-aged man of Han nationality, who turned around from time to time and respectfully tried to help the Khitan official behind him, although the Khitan man was obviously much younger than him.

The Khitan young man was dressed in a round-necked narrow-sleeved robe, some dirty robes were turned to his waist, revealing the quiver and steel knife on the belt around his waist, his face was full of beard, his expression was arrogant, and he raised his hand from time to time to brush the snow on the top of his bald head in the middle of his hair, which looked very strong.

Contempt, naked contempt! The Southern Tang Dynasty sent a third-grade official to visit, and you sent a person who can almost be said to have no grade to receive you, such specifications are definitely not in line with the reciprocal practice of foreign affairs! Lin Feng didn't take it to heart, and observed these two playful people with a smile.

"Wu Na Nanban, hurry up and get off the ship, I have seen the Great Liao Enemy, the Lie Ma Du Division, the Etiquette Division, the Second Room, and the Lord Xiao Du!" The middle-aged man in front of the head walked to the front of the boat and shouted loudly.

The enemy is a special martyr Ma Du Division, which consists of special martial arts Ma Du, the chief governor of court etiquette, the chief ceremonial affairs and other officials, who are in charge of the etiquette of the Liao State. The second room has been the department and the nine tents of the Yaoran clan, the three fathers of the horizontal tent, and the national uncle's tent Bali are the four of the twenty Khitan tribes, and their status is very noble.

Lin Feng almost laughed out loud when he heard this Han official dialect, this is a ghost translation of later generations!

Lin Feng unhurriedly dusted off the snow on his head, dressed up, waved his hand, and took the lead in picking up and down.

One hundred and four special soldiers were fully armed, with cold faces, and lined up in several neat horizontal columns behind Lin Feng.

The middle-aged man was taken aback at first, glanced at Lord Xiao behind him, and immediately became angry again. After the special soldiers finished getting off, the middle-aged man stretched his neck and looked at the boat, not seeing the familiar scene of a large number of miscellaneous servants carrying gifts, even the ship began to turn around and set off, immediately lowered his face, turned around and asked Lin Feng: "Don't you want to offer gifts to my Great Liao Holy Emperor, why can't you see it below?" ”

Lin Feng pointed to the bulging shoulders of several special soldiers, and said with a light smile: "The items gifted by my Datang Saint are very precious, we will carry them with us, and we will not dare to leave them for a while!" ”

The middle-aged man looked at Lin Feng with a strange expression, and never saw him say anything to himself, so he immediately lowered his face and said coldly: "Let's go, go back to the city with Lord Xiao!" ”

Lin Feng ignored him at all, took a step forward, stood directly in front of Xiao Du, and stared at him with expressionless eyes.

Xiao Du's face slowly became solemn, and he suddenly roared, took a step forward, and drew his knife with his right hand, slashing towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng, who had already been mentally prepared, shouted: "It's a good time", and the steel knife he pulled out met Xiao Du's steel knife in the same posture.

Xiao Du's mouth kept drinking, and he shot one after another, one knife was as fierce as a knife, Lin Feng was a little uncomfortable at the beginning, but when he got to the back, the more he took it, the more he took it, and his mouth was also higher than a sound.

Two clouds of sword light danced in the snowflakes, turning a large area into a chaotic white mist.

Fighting for thirty knives, Xiao Du suddenly took a step back, screamed strangely, and rushed diagonally towards Lin Renzhao behind Lin Feng.

Lin Renzhao smiled contemptuously, moved half a step to the left under his feet, the knife handle was silently drawn out from under the flank, and the knife was lightly touched by Lin Renzhao's knife handle with the old Xiao Du's ribs, and he immediately knew that Lu Dao was not an opponent at all, and turned again and pounced on Chen Desheng in the back row.

Chen Desheng would not be as polite as Lin Renzhao, his body shook backwards suddenly, and then he rushed forward, knocking Xiao Du away with his shoulder.

"You are so bold! Dare to hit Lord Xiao! The middle-aged man shouted as he ran to Xiao Du in the snow and said something anxiously in Khitan language.

Xiao Du, who had already easily gotten up, slapped him and was stunned by the middle-aged man.

Xiao Du grinned and walked over, and with difficulty popped out three Chinese characters: "Good kung fu!" Then he gave Lin Feng a thumbs up, and then hurriedly said a few words to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man walked over stupidly and said angrily: "Master Xiao said, your kung fu is not bad!" Let me ask you, do you want to leave for Nanjing now, or do you want to rest for one night before leaving? ”

The Nanjing in the mouth of the man refers to the Nanjing Xijin Mansion in the five capitals of the Liao State, that is, Youzhou at that time, and Beijing in later generations. Now, because of the beginning of the use of troops against the Han State in the south last winter, Liao Shizong Yelu Ruan Zheng led his personal guards to enter Nanjing City from the winter bowl.

"Let's go now!" Lin Feng replied calmly.

Xiao Du walked over, looked at the special fighters one by one, sighed in his mouth, turned around and saluted Lin Feng slightly, ordered the middle-aged man to say a few words, made a gesture of invitation, and then took the lead in walking west along the straight road against the snow.

Not long after, a middle-aged man named Han Zheng drove over with dozens of horse households, driving more than 100 tall Khitan horses.

Xiao Du flew on the big dark horse at the top of the row with great ease, and then looked at Lin Feng provocatively.

Lin Feng looked at the tall, fat and smooth horse, he really liked it in his heart, let out a long roar, and flew on the horse first.

The special fighters also immediately flew on their horses, and several high-skilled riders also somersaulted in the air, and then improvised a game of kicking and hiding. Xiao Du saw this scene, rolled his eyes to Lu, and made several horse movements in a row with great ease.

Lin Feng couldn't help but applaud convincingly, in the end, the family was the ancestor of the horse, those actions were not stagnant, they were done in one go, and his subordinates were still a lot worse than others.

Xiao Du finished his movements, nodded to Lin Feng, and galloped forward. Lin Feng let out a loud roar and drove his hooves to follow.

More than 100 high-headed horses flew with their hooves, the slush churned, the sound rolled into thunder, and the tail condensed into fog, which was spectacular.

Lin Feng's face, who rushed to the front, kept hitting the cold wind and snowflakes that rushed to his face, a chill soaked into his heart, and the pride in his chest suddenly became angry, his face turned away slightly, and he shouted:

"The cold wind is blowing, and the snow is drifting; It's a long road, and it's a long way. Looking back at the stars, the past is like a cloud of smoke, and I still remember the time of parting, leaving the snow in vain. Love in the snow, love in the snow, dream in the snow has not woken up, infatuation in exchange for a lifetime of tears. Walking in the snow, walking in the snow, walking alone in the snow, how many heroes and pride, only by walking with you, walking with you, can I pursue my dream ......"

It is Lin Feng's favorite theme song "Love in the Snow" of "Snow Mountain Flying Fox" in his previous life, which is sung at this moment, with a rough and heroic demeanor and charm.

The special soldiers who followed had already memorized all the simple lyrics when Lin Feng sang it for the second time, and sang along in unison.

Xiao, who rushed to the front, couldn't help but turn his head to look at such a group of passionate men, not to be outdone, roaring again and again, desperately beating horses and galloping.

The heroic singing and the frantic rhythm of the hooves give this scene of the snowy march in the north an extremely passionate soundtrack, splitting the snow curtain and sweeping forward......