Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

"Run!"

"Get out of the way!"

The tribal soldiers who stood up were in a panic, and the dry food and dried meat in their hands fell to the ground. Some of them grabbed their weapons and jumped on their horses, while others did not even take their weapons, but jumped on their horses and ran away.

Zubogudu's fat body swayed, with half a piece of mutton jerky still chewed in his mouth. He stared with bloodshot eyes and shouted in a rough voice: "Why are you running? Fight!"

As soon as the voice fell, he subconsciously looked up into the distance, and the ferocious expression on his face froze instantly. To the northeast and southeast, he could see billowing smoke and dust, like two roaring dragons, covering half of the sky.

In the smoke and dust in the northeast, the black-with-red-edged flags of the Qi army were faintly visible, fluttering in the wind; and in the northwest there was a blinding red that was particularly eye-catching - it was a red warhorse, and the man on the horse was wearing a scarlet cloak that fluttered in the wind, like a ball of flame burning in the smoke and dust.

"Qi Army..."

Zubu Gudu opened his eyes wide and looked towards the northeast and southeast.

The smoke and dust in the northeast was relatively thin, and figures riding war horses could be vaguely seen speeding up, but it was obviously not on a large scale.

However, the sandstorm in the southeast covered the sky and the sun, as if a huge yellow dragon was tumbling on the ground. The rolling dust blocked the vision, making it impossible to tell who was hiding in it.

He squinted his eyes, trying to see what was happening in the southeast, but the dust in the sky was like a thick curtain. He could only vaguely see a group of black figures moving, as blurry as countless ghosts gathering in the dust.

Zubu Gudu took a deep breath and estimated in his mind that the Qi army in the northeast had about a thousand cavalrymen, and the overwhelming force in the southeast was probably no less than ten thousand cavalrymen. If one person had two horses and half of them were subtracted...

There are still more people here than here.

With ugly looks on their faces, several chiefs had already jumped onto their horses nimbly, whipped their horsewhips, and ran away with their own tribal guards.

Shameless...

A surge of anger rose from his heart, and Zubugudu's face turned red in an instant. His fat cheeks trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Hmm... cough, cough, cough! Te——"

The half piece of mutton jerky in his mouth almost choked King Zhubu to death.

"How dare they when I haven't even moved?!"

After wiping the mucus from the corner of his mouth, Zubu Gudu raised his head with red eyes and yelled, "A bunch of bastards!", then turned around and ran. His speed and agility made it difficult for the guards behind him to catch up for a while.

There are only 3,000 men and horses here now, and they are not of one mind. They suffered a crushing defeat when they fought against the Qi army with so many people before. They were unable to defeat the Qi army even though they had the advantage in numbers, let alone now that they are so few in number!
How do the Han people say this?

What's the matter? If there's any difficulty, just fly away by yourself.
That's it now!
In a panic, he pushed away the figure blocking his way and stumbled towards his horse.

The huge body pressed heavily on the horse's back. The warhorse neighed in pain, its front legs went limp, and it almost fell to the ground.

Zubugu didn't even bother to adjust his posture. He grabbed the reins in a panic and whipped the horse hard, muttering, "Run! Run!"

"My king, wait for me!"

"Your Majesty..."

Behind him, the personal guards also jumped on their horses, shouting and fleeing with him in panic. The whole camp was suddenly in chaos, with people shouting, horses neighing, and dust flying.

At the same time, the Qi cavalry led by Wang De was approaching the remnants of the tribe like a torrent, and the dust rising from the southeast had already been seen.

Looking up at the sky, there were several fast horses galloping out from the rolling yellow dragons on the plains, and the approaching figures showed the unique black armor of the Qi army.

"General Wang——"

The scout who was running over ran to the side, put his hands to his mouth and shouted loudly: "His Majesty orders that you attack the north side and drive them together--"

"Here!"

Wang Dehong replied loudly, watching the scout turn around and walk away, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty is beside us, we must try our best to move forward!"

The big knife in his hand pointed forward: "Don't let these lambs go to the north, speed up--"

"drink--"

"drive!"

Shouts came from the mouths of the cavalry under his command, and hundreds of cavalrymen began to turn in the direction of the general's flag. The knights close to the inside put away their swords and guns, and drew their bows and arrows. As the bowstrings opened and closed, herdsmen who deviated from the direction kept falling off their horses.

The other side.

Red Hare spread its four hooves and shuttled through the rolling dust. Lu Bu glanced at Wang De who was running over there according to the order, then pointed with his halberd and said: "Send a message to E Quanzhong, take the Yulin cavalry to the south.

The wolf riders spread out behind them, harassing them forward and driving them westward.

Don't stop your horses, leave no one alive, and destroy these barbarians today!"

The huge cavalry team began to disperse under the military order. E Quanzhong and An Renmei led the Yulin cavalry to cut diagonally to the south. Arrows flew back and forth in the air, but most of them were shot down by the Yulin cavalry that shot down the panicked horses fleeing over there.

Lu Bu slowed down the speed of Red Hare and retreated into the Zuo Wuwei. As he turned his sight, the wolf riders following behind him began to speed up. Wang Yin ran forward with his spear held high. Shi Bao, Li Tianrun and Pang Wanchun, who were better riders at the back, also shouted and chased after him.

Most of the herdsmen and knights had already fled from the chaotic temporary resting place. The few grassland men who were dizzy or weak-legged and fell behind cried out, trying their best to lie across their horses.

There was no time to adjust the posture, and if you just slap the horse's butt, the horse would spread its legs and run forward. Or, perhaps because it felt uncomfortable, many war horses would raise their legs and kick backwards a few times, and the violent movement would throw the people who were not sitting on the saddle out.

"Ugh?!"

"help me!"

The body fell to the ground and screamed before it could get up, but at this time people were running for their lives and no one was willing to stop for a moment, so they ran away in a moment.

The war horses were galloping and the ground was shaking. The herdsman who was kneeling on the ground looked paler and paler, and turned his head with trembling lips.

In the sight, the muscles on the horse's body rose and fell rhythmically, with rolling yellow earth left behind. The soldier wearing black armor on the horse's back leaned down, stretched out his arm, and waved it.

The sharp blade drew a cold light, and blood sprayed on the ground to form irregular shapes. The warhorse whistled past the figure on the ground.

After the dust settled, a dead body was seen lying on the ground, its lifeless eyes reflecting more horse hooves rising and falling.

click-

The horse's hooves stepped on the bones, the human body moved, and then was trampled by more war horses.

"Thieves, stop running!"

Wang Yin shouted loudly, hung up the gun in one hand and picked up the longbow with the other. He was also a man who was good at both archery and horse riding. He fired three arrows in succession, shooting down three grassland cavalrymen who fell behind him, and urged his horse to run forward faster.

The wolf riders from behind were rushing over like a tsunami. The slow runners were immediately buried in the rolling dust. The warhorse that had lost its master wanted to stop, but someone grabbed the reins. After the dust settled, only corpses that did not resemble humans were exposed on the ground.

Then the Zuo Wuwei who was behind whizzed by, his body, which was already like mud, became even more tattered. The fleeing soldiers and horses were already more tired than the pursuing ones, not to mention that the people had less food and the horses had less fodder. Both the people and the horses were hungry. At first, they could still run ahead, but soon their physical strength declined seriously and they were killed by the Qi cavalry who came from behind on the way to escape.

More and more corpses were scattered across this vast land during the pursuit, and the leaders who led the escape also thought about fleeing to the south or north.

As soon as I turned, I saw cavalry running parallel to me in the distance. Anyone with normal vision could see their alert look.

Helplessly, these grassland soldiers could only continue to flee with their leader, but the dwindling number of people made everyone feel cold in their hearts, as if there was a sword hanging over their heads, ready to fall down at any time.

"My king, my king, run!"

As they ran, many guards turned around and shouted.

"Fuck you, what are you yelling about? Come here and hold me!"

Zubugudu had a look of panic on his face and kept looking back. He felt uneasy when he saw the black-armored cavalrymen approaching him, especially Wang Yin who was running in the front. His bright eyes seemed to be calculating where to start.

"My king, run!"

The guard in front just turned around and shouted, but he didn't dare to slow down and pull his horse to run.

The king was too fat, which was a burden for any horse. Although the warhorse under his crotch was a thousand-mile horse, he had been hungry twice in three days on the road of escape, and each meal was not full. Although Zubugu was not full either, losing a few pounds would not help, unless...

Lose half his weight.

The roar of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and some Qi knights had already drawn their bows and shot arrows.

The guards running in front were suddenly terrified. They looked at each other, accelerated together, and shouted: "My king, wait a moment, we will go to the front to find some horse feed."

The king of the Zubu tribe in the back was stunned. The knight in front had already run several feet away. A voice came from the wind: "King, throw the knife. It will be faster if you reduce the weight."

"Assholes! When I get back, I'll kill your entire family! Kill them all!!"

The shouting was deafening, but the knight in front didn't even bother to turn his head, and just kept urging his horse to go faster.

Zubugudu's fat face first turned red and then black. Then several arrows fell "whoosh" behind him. The sharp sound made his face turn pale again.

"Dead Eight..."

Muttering something, Zubu Gudu drew out his scimitar inlaid with four gems, hesitated for a moment, but finally did not throw it out.

The scimitar weighs only a few pounds, and there is no point in throwing it away at this time. Instead, you will be left without a weapon and can only wait for death.

or……

He looked at his protruding belly, which was resting on the warhorse's back, swaying slightly with the ups and downs of the horse.

He gripped the hilt of the knife with his hand, his knuckles turned white and then red, red and then white. Finally, he closed his eyes, flipped his hand and raised it slightly to aim at his neck.

I would rather die than fall into the hands of the Qi people behind me.

"Where are you going, you bastard! Stop now and give me some credit!"

From the rear, Wang Yin's excited voice was heard. The warhorse under his crotch was running very fast, having left the cavalry behind him more than ten feet away. He wanted to use his bow and arrow to stop the tribal chieftain in front of him who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, but the other party kept running, so he had to put away his bow and pick up his gun to catch up.

King Zhubu, who was thinking of committing suicide, heard Wang Yin's shouting and felt ashamed and angry. He opened his eyes, turned his head with anger and looked at Wang Yin, who was only about 20 feet away. He spoke in a half-unfamiliar Chinese: "Who are you? How dare you humiliate the eagle of the grassland like this!"

Wang Yin raised his eyebrows and laughed as he looked at the fat figure shaking from behind: "Grassland eagle? I think you are a fat chicken from the grassland!"

Zubugudu's face flushed immediately. He pulled the reins and the warhorse took two steps to the side. He pointed the scimitar in his hand backwards and said, "You southern barbarians have humiliated me too much. Come up and fight me if you have the courage!"

"A chicken won't sit in its nest, how dare it fight a bear or a tiger!"

Wang Yin was not afraid of him at all. He grinned fiercely, raised the spear in his hand, and kicked his feet. The warhorse immediately sped up and charged forward from the side. Without saying a word, he stabbed the man in the heart with the spear in his hand.

Zubu Gudu waited for him to get closer, "Come on!" he shouted, and the scimitar in his hand reflected the sunlight and hit the gun tip with a "clang".

Wang Yin's spear sank downward, and King Zubu on his warhorse felt a pain in his calf before he could even smile.

"what--"

The screaming man looked downward, and the gun pierced into his calf with his force.

Wang Yin sneered on his warhorse, his arms puffed up, and he raised them with force: "Get down!"

The steel gun tore the flesh and blood, and the thick and fat legs and feet were lifted up uncontrollably. Zubugu screamed "Ahhhhh——" and tilted to one side.

"Get down!" Wang Yin stretched out his hands and poked the gun forward. His figure, which was much fatter than an ordinary man, immediately left the saddle.

thump—

The heavy object fell to the ground, and Wang Yin shouted: "There is a big fish behind, save his life!"

The thousand-mile horse rushed forward to reduce its load.

This horse must be extraordinary to be able to run so fast while dragging a fat pig.

Zhubugudu's fall from his horse seemed to have just begun. First, Pang Wanchun shot and killed four chiefs of the nine Dadan tribes with a bow, Shi Bao killed Kundu, the first warrior of Ulia, with a meteor hammer, and Li Tianrun killed Heqie, the chief of Ulia.

Towards evening, Shi Wengong and Wanyan Loushi, who had received the message from Wang De, led their troops to pursue. The addition of fresh troops made the hungry knights, who had been fleeing for half a day, feel even more uncomfortable, and the number of casualties began to rise.

……

The sun sets and rises, and the cycle repeats itself.

The wind on the grassland made the flags flutter, and the horses gathered around. Smoke rose from the bonfire, and the dried meat and vegetables rolled in the boiling water.

"The troops of the Recruiting Office are almost ready." Lu Bu rubbed the ground salt grains with his hands and put them into the pot: "The next step is to send people to station here and try to make the people of the grassland here speak Chinese and practice Chinese etiquette."

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid you have to let them have enough food first." Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then shook his head: "I'm afraid it won't be easy. These people are not like the Jurchens. Chasing water and grass is deeply rooted in their bones. Even if they speak Chinese, I'm afraid they will not fit in."

"Let's try it first."

Lu Bu said, looking at the boiling soup in a trance: "It's better than doing nothing."

Wang Zheng looked at Lu Bu and nodded, with an expression on his face that seemed to want to say something but was hesitant.

Lu Bu reached out with his long knife and poked the bonfire to make the flames more vigorous. He looked at him inadvertently and lowered his head to continue fiddling with the bonfire: "If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you being so nagging?"

"Hmm..." Wang Zheng grinned, then hesitated and spoke softly: "In fact, when we were destroying Buddhism, Li Zhu and I had a discussion about the grassland..."

"Hmm?" Lu Bu looked over. (End of this chapter)