Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Chapter 1050: The Beginning of the Great War to Destroy Liao (Please subscribe to support)
Early spring.

Although it is spring, the climate in the north is still cold.

Lu Bu led his army southward, and the order to send troops had already been sent to the southern front.

Xi Sheng, who was in Bei'an Prefecture, had Zhao Li lead 3,000 soldiers as the vanguard, Lu Zhishen and Di Lei lead 15,000 infantry as the central army, and 1,200 cavalry on each wing as cover, and they advanced towards the south in a mighty manner.

At almost the same time, Han Shizhong, He Chongbao and Jing Chao led 10,000 troops out of Luan River and approached Jingzhou.

Wei Zhaode, Li Bao, Hu Yanqing and other naval generals assembled dozens of large and small warships and 15,000 naval troops, and sailed all the way from the coast of Juehua Island to Yingzhou.

There were many villages and towns north of Nanjing Road. Some villagers who failed to escape in time surrendered directly to the Qi army. Zhao Li, as the vanguard, led the army but did not enter the village or county. He only sent people in to search and continued to move forward, clearing out people and objects that appeared along the way.

The common people and merchants were just driven aside and not killed. However, this caused more trouble for the army following behind, as they had to take care of those who were driven away and warned and send them to the rear.

Di Lei rode over from the back and saw a large number of people crying and shouting as they were taken to the back by the soldiers. He frowned and jumped off his horse: "Brother Lu is still too soft-hearted. There may be spies among these people."

"It's too troublesome to identify them one by one." Lu Zhishen, who was giving orders, turned around and looked at him. He spread his hands and said, "I can't bear to kill them. If you can do it, you can do it for me."

Di Lei opened his mouth and curled his lips: "I can't go down."

"That's it." Lu Zhishen laughed, walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "If you can't do it, don't even think about it. Even if there are spies, what can they do? The Liao people know that we will fight them sooner or later."

Di Lei smiled bitterly: "Senior Brother, you see clearly." He paused, and looked at Lu Zhishen's fat face with some curiosity. He hesitated and said: "I have a question in my mind for some time, I don't know if I should ask it..."

Lu Zhishen waved his hand and said, "If you have something to say, just say it. It's so annoying."

Di Lei scratched his cheek and said, "When His Majesty destroyed Buddhism, Senior Brother said nothing and his expression was the same as usual. Why is that?"

"What do I do?" Lu Zhishen waved his hand and shouted a few words to make his soldiers speed up. Then he turned around and said, "I am I, and the monk is the monk. Your Majesty's destruction of Buddhism is related to the monk, but what does it have to do with me?"

Di Lei blinked: "That's it?"

Lu Zhishen laughed: "That's it! You are too cautious. I don't care about the things in my heart, but you are worried about them."

Di Lei looked at his back, smiled, and then led the horse forward.

……

The sky gradually became dim, then night fell, the world fell into silence, and then the morning star shone again.

It will be daylight.

Fifty miles north of Miyun, new buds appeared on the trees. People gathered under the trees with spreading branches. In the sight was the early morning illuminated by the light of torches. A row of strong figures gathered together, carrying powerful crossbows and hard bows, holding large iron shields, with iron knives on their waists and iron spears stuck upside down in the ground.

Empty wine jars were piled up in a mess not far away. Everyone was holding a large coarse porcelain bowl full of wine. Two generals stood in the front, one with a bulging belly and the other with thick eyebrows, thin eyes and a small mustache. They were Ru Tingqi and Zan Tongmei.

At the front of the dark team, a man stood on a large bluestone, and his loud voice echoed in the forest.

"The Qi army is heading south. This is a battle of life and death. The three thousand people here are the elites carefully selected by me, Ji Anbang." A square-faced armored figure with a majestic figure swept the faces of the crowd with a wine bowl in his hand: "Today's battle needs to stop the vanguard of the Qi army heading south. This battle... I don't know how many of you can survive..."

He suddenly raised the wine bowl above his head with both hands: "Serve the country with loyalty! Drink to victory!"

"Drinking wins——"

The soldiers standing in the forest raised their wine bowls above their heads with both hands, then drank the wine in the bowls in big gulps, and smashed them to the ground with a bang, causing fragments to fly everywhere.

"This battle will prove to the world the bravery of the northern men and restore our reputation as brave and skilled fighters. After this battle, let the world know our name."

Under the torchlight, the mighty figure pulled out the thick and long iron spear stuck in the ground, roared, turned around and jumped on the horse: "Kill——"

A row of fearless figures walked out of the woods in an orderly manner, and soon after, the golden sun pierced through the darkness.

On the field, Ru Tingqi, with a bulging belly, stood on his horse with his spear in hand, and behind him were a thousand Han Liao soldiers lined up in battle formation.

……

Countless running footsteps stopped. Zhao Li looked ahead from his warhorse. A thousand-man team frowned and scanned the surroundings. He frowned and said, "Send a message to the scouts to check if there is an ambush..."

Before he could utter the last word, Ru Tingqi had already raised his spear: "Kill——"

The earth began to shake, and the sound of footsteps and horse hooves tore through the ground, charging towards the figures of three thousand people over there.

Zhao Li gritted his teeth and said, "Death!"

He raised the spear in his hand and said, "Go and defeat them!"

More footsteps sounded in the sky. The general running in front raised the longbow in his hand and released an arrow. The cavalry and archers running behind released the bowstrings in their hands one after another. Hundreds of arrows flew out densely, covering them in a black mass.

"Raise the shield—"

"avoid--"

Shouts came from the Qi army's formation, and shields were raised at an angle to face the arrows in the sky. Archers on both sides saw that they were no longer covered by the rain of arrows, so they quickly drew their bows and shot back. The air was filled with the sound of arrows breaking through the air and hitting shields.

On the Liao army side, hundreds of cavalrymen who had rushed forward turned around and returned. The large iron-clad shields smashed to the ground, and there was another series of snapping sounds. Arrows were nailed to the shields or stuck into the soil. The cavalrymen who had run out of the range turned their horses' heads again.

Under the command of the captains and centurions in the formation, the Qi army began to surround the center from both sides.

"Order the troops on both wings to slow down and be on guard against any changes!"

Zhao Li became more alert as he watched this scene. The Liao army's attack method had not changed, which meant that there was still an ambush nearby. The only thing was where it came from. He kept looking around and couldn't help frowning.

In the opposite formation, Ru Tingqi stared at the Qi army on the opposite side and began to march, shouting: "Bowmen, shoot, attack--"

Behind the big shield, the Liao army held the shield tightly, and rows of sharp crossbow arrows shot out from the gaps between the shields. Someone in the back raised his arm and pulled one hand down, and there was a simultaneous "bang" sound. Two black shadows shot out horizontally and flew through the army formation in an arc.

In the Qi army formation, someone holding a shield was shot by an arrow and fell to the ground before he could react. The shield bearer at the back hurried forward and placed his shield on the shield of his comrade in front. For a while, there was a continuous crackling sound, and many people holding shields were shot down.

"It's a powerful crossbow! Charge forward—" Zhao Li drew out a powerful bow, put an arrow on it, and shouted, "Shoot again, shoot again!"

The Liao army's cavalry had already run back, and amid the roar, one after another running figures took advantage of the chaos caused by their own archers to crash into the formation.

The cavalry charging at high speed collided with shields and human bodies, and the flesh and blood made explosive sounds. The human bodies shattered under the momentum of the war horses, and blood spurted into the sky. The front-row shield bearers made miserable sounds under the impact, and flew into the air involuntarily, with their bodies twisted strangely.

The sound of horse hooves roared.

“Damn it!” Zhao Li’s eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the scene in front of him. He gritted his teeth viciously, pointed his arrow horizontally, and shot the knight who rushed into the formation off his horse with one arrow: “Surround and kill them, archers, shoot——”

The spearmen in the battle formation held their weapons high and charged forward fiercely, with dense shadows of spears and lights of swords plunging into the cavalry group that had stopped charging.

A cold light flashed, and the horse's legs were cut by the iron sheet, and the smelly warm blood spurted out. When the cavalry on horseback clumsily waved their guns, they were thrown off the horse's back by the unbalanced warhorse, and then the swords and spears rained down on their bodies, accompanied by the roar of the horses' hooves like a torrential rain. However, the 300 cavalrymen fell down in front of them in just a moment. Zhao Lifang breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly frowned again.

Something seems wrong...

The sound of horse hooves roared in his ears, and the general, who had been distracted by the battle in front of him, suddenly reacted, stood up slightly on his horse and looked around. In his sight, behind the Liao army formation blocking the road, yellow soil was flying, and the figures of cavalrymen were looming in the smoke and dust.

The ambush is not on the two wings!

Zhao Li suddenly understood and raised his spear: "Cavalry, move forward quickly--"

However, it was too late. The Liao army's cavalry had already rushed past their own infantry. Two brave generals, Ji Anbang and Zan Tongmei, charged in front, each holding a weapon and roaring "Kill!" as they charged forward.

The cavalry charged into the formation from the front and left and right like a pair of pliers. Spears and swords were swung down from the horses, and waves of blood shot up in the Qi army.

Seeing his cavalry charging into the battle formation, Ru Tingqi drew the iron knife from his waist and said, "Forward!"

"kill--"

The Liao army infantry roared and rushed forward. Waves of blood rolled on the front line and black waves receded.

Zhao Li's eyes were bloodshot. In the past two years, Qi had been crushing the Liao army. The smooth progress made him arrogant. He knew there were ambushes on the other side but was not careful enough. In the end, someone successfully broke into the battle formation. It was really...

shame--

disgrace--

"Liao dog!" A blasting sound came out of his mouth. Zhao Li pulled up the reins and rushed forward with a spear in hand: "There are only generals who died in battle in the Great Qi, but no one who was defeated! Come and die for me!"

The personal guards at the rear and the troops in the back formation rushed forward hastily. Someone blew a death horn. Amid the low sound, the soldiers at the front suddenly shouted loudly and advanced against the oncoming Liao cavalry.

The knight on horseback ignored the ferocious face of the opponent and stabbed his spear into the man's chest. When he wanted to pull it out, his hand suddenly sank. In his sight, the man with blood gushing from his mouth and nose let go of the weapon with both hands and hugged the spear.

The Liao army knights were startled, and before they could make any move, a figure rushed up from the side, roared, and stabbed the man off his horse. Before he could pull back the gun in his hand, he was stabbed to death by a knight from the Liao army who followed behind.

"kill--"

Zhao Li opened his eyes wide, and with one shot he knocked the Liao soldier in front of him off his horse. He looked at the general with thick eyebrows and narrow eyes in front of him, roared, rushed forward and shot him.

The tip of the gun brought up a whistling evil wind, and Zan Tongmei waved his gun to block it. There was a loud "bang", and his hands were hit and sank.

Zhao Li pulled back his spear and swung his hands together, the spear never leaving Zan Tongmei's neck, chest and abdomen, as if he wanted to stab the man through.

All around the two of them, soldiers were fighting in close quarters, and people kept falling off their horses. However, those who came forward at this time were the elite vanguards of the Qi army. Their determination and means in fighting were one level higher than those of the Liao army that was rushing towards them, and Liao soldiers were constantly being knocked off their horses.

Zan Tongmei saw it out of the corner of his eye, and was immediately filled with shock and anger. He was a little slow, and Zhao Li immediately found an opportunity. He stabbed, blocked, and poked the spear in his hand, and the spear immediately flew out.

Zhao Li's eyes narrowed, and the spear in his hand retracted and extended like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue, and stabbed at the opposite person's head.

"Ah!" With a scream, Zan Tongmei dodged quickly, but the iron helmet on his head was still hit by the spear tip and flew off immediately, and a stream of heat flowed down from his forehead.

"You thief, you really think your grandfather Zan is easy to bully!"

The Liao general who survived the disaster was immediately furious. He lashed out his hands and two iron whips were caught in his hands. With the sound of clinking, he started fighting with Zhao Li again.

On the battlefield, the sounds of fighting and shouting were endless, and soldiers wearing different clothes and armor kept falling to the ground.

Ji Anbang and Ru Tingqi saw that Zhao Li's flag was mixed with Zan Tongmei's in the formation, so they immediately pulled the reins and rushed over.

The two iron spears kept stabbing the black-armored Qi soldiers to death on the spot. When they were close to Zhao Li, they shouted, "Qi general, look at the weapon!"

An iron spear that was two times thicker than an ordinary spear smashed down fiercely. Zhao Lizheng was determined to kill Zan Tongmei, but he was not careful and Ji Anbang suddenly rushed over. He quickly raised his gun with both hands to block him.

bang——

A dull collision sound was heard, and Zhao Li felt a huge force hitting him. His arms sank and became numb.

"what--"

Thinking that something was not going well, Zhao Li roared and quickly used the "dismount" gesture to push Ji Anbang's gun aside, then blocked Zan Tongmei's iron whip with another gun.

when--

The gun and whip collided, making my arms even more numb and weak.

"General, be careful—"

A warning sound came from the side and behind. Before Zhao Li could react, he heard a "puff" sound from behind. He quickly turned his head to look and saw a personal soldier being lifted into the air.

Ru Tingqi spat out the blood that had fallen into his mouth and stared at Zhao Li: "Almost!"

He threw the corpse to the ground with a tremble of his hand and was about to move forward, but more than a dozen Qi soldiers around him swung their spears and swords and stabbed and slashed at his horse, forcing him to stay there and unable to move forward. However, every time he fought back, the dozen or so brave soldiers became flustered, and some were stabbed to death on the spot.

"Liao dog, how dare you!"

Zhao Li was furious and wanted to turn around and kill them, but Ji Anbang and Zan Tongmei were unwilling to let him go. They joined forces to kill him. With a spear and two iron whips, Zhao Li was sweating all over. Soon, he had several wounds on his body.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the soldiers around him fought back the enemy without hesitation and rushed to Zhao Li, shouting, "General, let's go!"

The iron whip was swung down, and a man's head was shattered and he fell off his horse.

"General, let's go!"

Ji Anbang stabbed a man to death with his backhand, his movements were a little awkward, he glanced and saw that his personal soldiers were holding on to his gun tightly, and other personal soldiers were coming to kill him, the Liao army commander snorted coldly, swung his gun and his body horizontally, and with the sound of collision, two figures flew out.

"Let's go——"

"General, let's go——"

"Go!"

Zhao Li's hands were shaking, and blood from his palms flowed down the barrel of his gun. Looking at his personal soldiers who were rushing forward one after another, he roared "Ah--" and turned his horse's head, "Go!" Dozens of riders quickly protected him and retreated.

woo-

The horn of retreat sounded, Zhao Li turned around and looked at the soldiers who were guarding the rear. His teeth bit his lip and blood dripped down his chin: "Zhao Li will remember this grudge!"

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