Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Chapter 1077 The expanded battlefield

On the plain, the shouts of fighting, strange cries, and the sounds of metal clashing merged into one.

Niu Gao used his right hand to block the incoming spear, and reached forward with his left hand holding the spear. A Liao army general was stabbed in the chest by the spear, and his figure flew up from the horse's back, and fell to the ground with a loud shout.

More than ten feet away, Dong Ping, holding a pistol in each hand, was fighting in the cavalry group like a whirlwind. His pair of silver spears danced like flying, and the cavalry who were charging up kept falling off their horses, and then more cavalry rushed up.

The Liao army's morale had not yet subsided. Everyone was fighting bravely and vying for the lead. Several fierce generals in the army even charged into the Qi army's cavalry.

Long spears and iron swords shone brightly and smashed down at the soldiers in black armor. Several soldiers screamed and fell to the ground. Xiao Haili, who was blind in one eye and holding a bronze sword, shouted "Kill them!", and rushed forward with his horse and sword, and knocked down a Khitan general with one blow.

Hu Yanzhuo in the back was afraid that he would fail again, so he rushed over with two iron whips in his hands. With one whip, he knocked the Liao general who was about to launch a sneak attack off his horse. With a shout of "General, be careful!", the iron whip moved again, and the heavy blunt weapon smashed the horse's head, bringing out a thick smell of blood.

At the moment the horse died and fell forward, the knight on horseback shouted in despair and threw the spear in his hand. It pierced through the chest of the Qi cavalryman behind him, and threw him off the horse and to the ground.

On the front line of the chaotic fighting, dozens of knights charged in a tight formation. Shouts in the Jurchen language resounded throughout the battlefield. The knights rushed forward savagely swinging their maces and bone clubs. The sound of breaking bones mixed with screams. Blood splattered on the ground, reflecting a horrifying crimson color.

The flag-bearing officer holding the "Wanyan" flag followed closely Wanyan Zongbing, who was wearing double armor in front of him, and let out a strange cry as he watched the Liao people fall one by one under his axe.

The horses' hooves were churning, and the Jurchen cavalrymen around them responded with shouts. There were louder sounds of collisions, and blood and flesh rang out everywhere.

On the other side, Xiao Telie, who was fighting in the battle, wiped the blood from his face. The red tassel on the spear in his hand was soaked with blood.

In the sight, the general of Qi army holding a Fang Tian Hua Ji rushed over, his expressionless face was dotted with blood. The moment he looked at him, his eyes lit up, and then he squeezed his legs against the horse's belly and rode forward.

Between the two horses, long spears stabbed quickly, and the Khitan generals attacked like lightning, with spear shadows overlapping and pressing down heavily.

The Fang Tian Hua Ji was swung forward, and with a "dang" sound, the crescent-shaped blade intercepted the opponent's spear tip. Shi Wengong twisted his wrist, and the spear and the crescent-shaped branch made a metallic friction sound, and sparks flew between the curved blade and the iron spear tip.

The offensive was blocked, Xiao Telie hesitated for a moment, then suddenly turned the Fang Tian Huaji, knocked the spear outward, and the Jing-shaped iron halberd swung forward with a whistling sound.

Xiao Telie was also a brave warrior on the battlefield, with quick reactions. When the spear deflected, he pulled the reins, turned the horse's head to the side, and the tip of the halberd brushed past the horse's turning neck. A streak of blood splattered in the air, and the horse neighed miserably, but he managed to avoid being beheaded.

In an instant, the figure wearing black and red iron armor exerted force with his arms, and when the two horses crossed, the Fang Tian Huaji chopped back in the opposite direction.

The iron spear swung out a huge half-moon trajectory and the weapons collided again between the two horses, with a loud "bang".

The Khitan generals usually prided themselves on their great strength, but they still had a hard time facing the sharp blades swung by the Qi generals. When the refined well-shaped iron halberd collided with the spear tip, Shi Wengong's arm only sank slightly, and then the corners of his mouth curled up, and the look in his eyes became more serious.

The warhorse ran past, turned, and was about to continue chasing, but Xiao Telie pulled the reins of his horse and ran away sideways, killing one of Shi Wengong's personal guards who was fighting with his spear.

Shi Wengong, who was about to fight again, suddenly became furious. He stabbed the Liao soldier who was rushing towards him to death with his halberd. When he wanted to chase him, more Liao cavalry rushed towards him.

Shi Wengong had no choice but to turn the halberd to deal with the incoming cavalry, while adjusting the direction of his mount by stepping on the stirrup. The Fang Tian Huaji in his hand collided with the attacking weapons with a bang, and sparks flew against the halberd's tip and blade. Some people were hit by the halberd and fell off their horses, rolling on the ground and being trampled into a pulp by the horses' hooves.

In the swaying sight, the general holding a long-handled bone flower approached, gathered all his strength, and roared "Hah!" and smashed it down at Shi Wengong.

Shi Wengong's horse had turned around again, and he swung the halberd in his hand to deliver the most violent blow to the long-handled hammer coming from the opposite side.

The halberd tip roared and smashed on them with a "clang" sound as it broke through the air. The armor plates on the two men's bodies vibrated and flipped upwards. The figures on the horses could not withstand the force and suddenly leaned back.

Anyone who can use the Fang Tian Hua Ji must be extremely strong and dexterous, so that he can use this weapon that combines the functions of light and heavy weapons with ease. He can stab, poke, pick, hook, peck, slap and smash.

Countless cavalrymen rode over from all around. The Xi general named Yishi Bajin shouted in shock and anger: "Qi thieves, don't hurt anyone."

As the voice was heard, the Liao soldiers approached and tried their best to protect the general.

"Tsk——" Shi Wengong said nothing, spat, and rode his horse towards the cavalry that was coming to attack him.

"Come back, come back quickly." The general holding the long-handled bone flower shouted, "This man is powerful, don't rush forward blindly--"

Bright red blood spurted out, the swung weapon was smashed away, and the arm was cut off by the crescent blade and carried into the sky.

A Xi cavalryman fell behind slightly, with half of his broken arm flipping in the air and slapping his face. As his palm slipped, the crescent moon enlarged in his eyes.

puff--

The head flew into the sky.

"Alu, together!"

Yishi Bajin in the rear roared, and the general holding the bone flower in the front responded, turned his horse around and charged forward together with a dozen Xi soldiers in the rear.

Shi Wengong cheered up and did not avoid. He rode his horse to charge into the crowd. He swung his painted halberd and smashed the horse's skull. The body flew into the sky. The two Xi generals with red eyes roared and swung their weapons.

The Fang Tian Hua Ji flew among several weapons. The general in red and black iron armor roared frequently. As the sound of bones breaking was heard, limbs were separated from the flesh and blood mist sprayed in the air.

"Enemy reinforcements, go--"

A'lu roared loudly, and while Shi Wengong killed his personal soldiers with his halberd, he pulled the reins of his horse and retreated. Yishi Bajin looked at the black cavalry coming towards him from behind Shi Wengong, "Ahhh..." He roared unwillingly and turned around and ran away.

"Courageous bandits!"

The warhorse galloped past the corpses, and the cloak behind it was blown up. Shi Wengong looked at the retreating Xi people with anger and swung his painted halberd fiercely: "Don't run away if you dare--"

The dazzling light from the sky was cast down, and the wind carried a bloody smell. A'ru, who was running in front, looked back, reached out to take the bow, put an arrow on it, and turned around.

Boom——

The bowstring trembled, and a black shadow whizzed past with a sound of breaking through the air like lightning.

boom--

The painted halberd knocked the arrow away, and Shi Wengong's face turned grim. He saw Yi Shi Ba Jin in front of him turned around and let go on the other side, and another arrow was shot at him.

"Humph--"

The arrow spun and flew aside again.

As his horse galloped, Shi Wengong shouted, "You will also be shot by my arrow!"

The Qi cavalry from the rear rushed up to protect the two sides. Shi Wengong took out his strong bow and shot arrows continuously.

A Lu and Yi Shi Ba Jin each knocked an arrow away and were hit by the arrows following behind.

“Ah!” “Oh!”

He screamed in pain twice, covered his wound and ran away in pain.

Seeing that the two men were not dead, Shi Wengong put away the bow in his hand with a "tsk!", picked up the Fang Tian Huaji, and shouted: "Keep going forward! Kill--" However, the ox horn sounded again.

……

Everyone on the battlefield turned their eyes, and under the bright sky, battle flags were lined up endlessly across the plain.

Under the wolf-haired banner, Yelu Dashi raised his spear and shouted, "The bandit Lu is ahead of us. We have the upper hand in numbers. If we don't use our strength to defeat him, we will all become slaves."

Take a deep breath: "Go forward and kill——"

"kill--"

Take a step forward.

boom--

……

Hearing the horn sound, the cavalry on both sides dispersed to the left and right in the fight, their footsteps rumbling as they advanced, and the soldiers in front shot arrows in their hands.

Countless arrows flew into the air with the power of bowstrings along the battle line that stretched for miles.

The black cloud of arrows seemed to pause for a moment in the air, and then spun down with a sound of breaking through the air.

At the center of the army, Lü Bu stroked Red Hare's soft mane, looked at the clouds of arrows falling from the sky, and praised: "That Yelu Dashi is also a character. Judging from his momentum, the Liao army is different from the ones we encountered in Liaodong and Shangjing Road before."

In the sight, arrows rained down on the formation, the smoke of the cavalry was pierced, and dazzling red splashed. Among the infantry, several flags fell down and were soon raised again.

"Order Lin Chong and Tang Bin to lead the Xianzhen Camp forward, and Mi Xian to protect them on both sides, and clear a way for me to fight."

"Order the cavalry retreating to the sides not to return to the rear, but to find an opportunity to charge in from the left and right wings."

"Order Yelu Mawu, Guan Sheng, and Wanyan Huonu to lead their troops to the right wing. There are not enough cavalry there."

He snorted softly: "This is the only backbone left for the Liao army. Break it for me!"

The messenger soldier hurriedly mounted his horse, and a flag bearer waved a flag signal in the distance with the sound of a bugle, and then shouted the message loudly, and the sound echoed in the sky.

Two blood-red flags moved forward, and then the soldiers holding large shields in front hurriedly guarded the front.

Fighting and roaring continued to be heard on both sides. The soldiers and horses marching in front took shocking steps, then shouted loudly, and the violent collision of the front lines pushed and penetrated towards both sides in an instant.

Soldiers wearing different colors kept waving their arms, their ferocious expressions collided and disappeared, and then more sounds of metal clashing were heard.

In the sky, arrows still formed into clouds that crossed the battlefield, and then fell like raindrops, bringing pain to the soldiers below.

The shouting became louder and louder, and as time passed, several large red flags representing the bloody battle were erected and fluttered in the air.

……

Not all the soldiers on the battlefield went into the battle at once. Some were on standby. A horse's hoof stepped on the grass that had sunk into the mud, and the horse lowered its mouth to gnaw on something.

Nearby, a figure holding a broadsword was looking at the wolf-hair banner in front of him with a frown.

"...It's a stalemate." Zhen Wuchen, with a white face and long beard, turned the handle of the knife in his hand uneasily and whispered, "General Guo, it's unsettling if it goes on like this."

The horse's tail swayed twice, and the figure riding the horse slowly withdrew his gaze from the front, looked at the brave generals in his army, and then looked at the battlefields on the left and right wings where smoke and dust were rolling.

The atmosphere seemed a bit heavy, and many soldiers of the resentful army were talking in low voices. A buzzing sound could be heard, and Pharmacist Guo was silent for a moment: "We are now under the command of Dashi Lin Ya, so don't think too much. How the war will develop, Lin Ya will make his own decision."

On horseback, Liu Shunren, who looked fierce, came over and said, "The soldiers in the army are still a little afraid of fighting with the Qi army, especially since there are still armored cavalry that have not been dispatched."

"Then it shouldn't be our turn to fight..."

Pharmacist Guo had a blank expression on his face, then he lowered his head, the warhorse under him twisting restlessly. Liu Shunren and Zhen Wuchen also frowned, a little hesitant.

A messenger on a warhorse came running up ahead: "Send the order from the commander-in-chief. General Guo will lead the main force of the resentful army forward to support the third section of infantry on the left side of the front formation."

"Understood. I will go right away."

Pharmacist Guo roared, then watched the cavalry turn around, then turned his head and roared: "You all heard it, move forward and prepare to fight!"

Many of the resentful soldiers waiting behind him breathed a sigh of relief, then ran forward with swords and guns in hand.

Also marching were the rest of the infantry who had received military orders.

……

A warm wind blew across the earth, and the sound of footsteps was heard. Under the rain of arrows, soldiers holding large shields collided with each other and pushed each other desperately.

Amid the jagged front lines, Lin Chong, wearing heavy armor and holding a snake spear, was adjusting his breathing, sweat flowing down his temples from his iron helmet.

This was not his first time to carry out an offensive operation. Unlike the armored cavalry, ever since he took on the task of forming the Xianzhen Camp, he and Tang Bin had been active on the front line, from the beginning when the army was formed in the territory of Song Dynasty until today, which might be the battle that would determine the fate of the world.

He had never felt that he was living such a happy life. When he was in Tokyo, he served his superiors carefully, was framed, exiled, and framed again, until he ended up wandering around the world, his wife was murdered, and he became a bandit. He thought that this was how his life would be, but now it seems a little different.

He was not a reckless man who knew nothing. He had not had a strong feeling before, but recently he had a hunch that Qi could replace Liao. Then...

And after that?
The military books and history books I have read all say that there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and that the world will eventually unite after a long period of division. If Qi and Song were to border each other, then could they also avenge their Po family?
In the midst of the fight, Lin Chongdang grinned, then gritted his teeth and said, "The front row, slow down, the back row, move forward!"

The soldiers wearing heavy armor adjusted their formations at the command. Lin Chong also walked from the back to the front row. Looking at the Liao soldiers coming from the front, he suddenly opened his mouth and shouted like thunder. His snake spear bounced up from his hand like a poisonous snake and stabbed forward.

In front, the Liao soldiers rushed over like a tide.

The snake spear turned into a flash of lightning, piercing through the human body from bottom to top. The flying figure was accompanied by a trace of blood. At the moment when flesh and blood flew, the heavily armored soldiers swung their spears and axes.

People's bodies were being torn apart, heads were being smashed, chests were being pierced, and the smell of blood filled the area.

Dong Xian, riding a warhorse, came from the rear with a small group of cavalry. He took advantage of a gap opened in the front by the trap camp and rushed in with a loud roar.

The fighting figures were intertwined with the knights on war horses, the sound of weapons colliding was guided by the golden sound, flesh and blood exploded and separated, and the wooden shields made a "crackling" sound.

Dong Xian did not dare to get entangled in the sea of ​​soldiers. He fled as soon as he got involved. The spear in his hand and his armor were all covered with the blood of the enemies. About a dozen people died at his hands. There were obvious marks of swords and spears on his iron armor. The cloak on his back was torn into strips, and he looked quite embarrassed.

Subsequently, more Liao troops rushed over.

(End of this chapter)