Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

"Don't run!"

"go back!"

The two commanders, Qiu Yue and Zhou Ang, immediately broke out in a sweat. This was already the flank of the central army. Once they ran away, the central army would be as naked as a woman taking a bath.

"Supervisory team, where is the supervisory team? Hurry up and..."

The man who was appointed as the commander of the personal army of Zuo Yiwei and was protecting the general turned around to look for the soldiers supervising the battle in the rear, but his eyes, which were trained to shoot accurately from a hundred paces, looked left and right and the figure who was standing five feet away in the rear of the army was no longer there. He looked into the distance again and saw that the figure in the front seemed to be the general of the supervising team he had appointed.

"Damn it, these spineless guys are faster than women!" Zhou Ang was scared to death, and quickly turned his horse around and pulled Qiu Yue: "Hurry up, the killer is coming!"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Yue turned around suddenly, then rode away without saying a word, following his deputy general.

Herod——

The warhorse was pulled back by someone, and the horse stood up, kicking its front legs, and then stomped hard on the unmanned shield.

boom--

Wood chips were flying everywhere, many of the large shields in the front row exploded, and more were trampled under the horses' hooves, and smoke and dust filled the air.

"kill--"

Yelu Yudu roared, and the cavalrymen beside him shouted in Khitan: "Song thieves, give me your life."

The iron hooves of the warhorse stepped on the inside of the wooden shield, and there was a loud thunder. Dong Ping rode his horse forward like a whirlwind, his eyes red with excitement, and a trace of regret flashed in his familiar red eyes.

There have been more than a hundred battles in Liaodong, and today was the easiest one. It's a pity that I can't wear those two elegant flags, otherwise it would make my status obvious.

He felt relaxed here, but Liu Yanqing, who was standing on the viewing car, felt miserable.

He did not place his hopes on Qiu Yue and Zhou Ang to lead the troops from the capital to win the battle. He let these two men lead the front only because they were good at martial arts. He thought that these imperial guards were trained by them and could at least delay the Liao cavalry.

Little did he expect that just as he dispatched troops to fight against Yelu Dashi and the Liao army from afar, the imperial guards over there collapsed before they even reached the front line.

collapsed!

Liu Yanqing kicked the wooden fence of the observation car, climbed out of the car nimbly, and got out of the car using his hands and feet.

When the Flying Dragon General Feng Mei and the Flying Tiger General Bi Sheng, who were guarding the central army, saw him coming down, they hurried forward and said, "General Jie..."

Liu Yanqing ran past the two of them with a sullen face.

"Where are you going, General? There are still more than 30,000 soldiers in the central army. I am willing to fight!"

"Don't worry about the enemy, we two are willing to lead the troops..."

The two generals saw him running towards the warhorse and spoke quickly for fear that he might be in danger.

In sight, Liu Yanqing exerted force with his feet, jumped onto the horse, grabbed the reins, and with a sullen face, without even looking at the two of them, he whipped the warhorse's butt.

The horse felt pain and cried out "Herodiot!", then spread out its four hooves and ran towards the side where there were no Liao soldiers.

"Festival……"

The anxious looks on Feng Mei and Bi Sheng's faces froze, and their outstretched hands stopped in mid-air. Beside them, a group of generals and personal soldiers who had followed Liu Yanqing for a long time mounted their horses and swarmed past him.

Sand flew into the air, submerging two armored figures, and then was revealed by a gust of cold wind.

The two generals in front of the emperor, their faces covered in dust, looked at each other, then looked at the two generals Qiu Yue and Zhou Ang who were behind and had not yet run to this side, and then looked at the main general who had already run far away.

Feng Mei pointed at Liu Yanqing's back and said, "...ah...um..." for a long time without uttering a word.

Bi Sheng also opened his mouth slightly, his eyes twitched twice, and finally ran towards his warhorse: "What are you standing there for? Run."

These words seemed to be a signal. The imperial guards who had been standing stiffly in the center of the army suddenly moved. Iron swords and long spears were thrown all over the ground. The infantrymen without horses took off their armor and threw it on the ground while running.

In the midst of the chaos, gongs and drums filled the air, and weapons and armor stretched out into the distance.

……

Rear Army.

Liu Guangshi was waiting for military orders. After all, the battle situation at the front was good, and he was also thinking about whether to go forward and make some military achievements. However, his father's order had not come yet, so he guessed that he had other plans.

Come to think of it, it makes sense. After all, siege warfare is the most difficult. If I go in early, I might run into the Liao army and be in danger. It is better to wait here and watch those bandit chiefs fight to the death. Then I can pick the peaches myself. I think these are just surrendered bandits with no backing. They cannot compete with me for credit.

Raising his head slightly, the focus in Liu Guangshi's eyes gradually faded, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smile.

"Major General, look!"

The sudden sound woke Liu Guangshi from his reverie. The second son of the Liu family quickly looked in the direction of the soldiers beside him, and saw dust rising in the distance and a group of figures in red running.

"...No way?!" Liu Guangshi clenched his hands suddenly, and his palms turned pale: "Did they lose?!"

"Major General, where is Marshal Ji..." A guard hesitated and looked at him with some worry in his eyes.

"Father is sure to be fine." Liu Guangshi raised his hand to interrupt him, jumped on his horse, grabbed the reins and pulled, raising his voice: "Order all camps, turn around and move!"

"but……"

The guard wanted to say more, but Liu Guangshi glared at him fiercely and said, "I told you, father will be safe. Now turn around and run!"

The sound was so loud that many soldiers turned around at the roar and then ran away.

……

The alarm bells rang at the two gates, and the shouts from the city walls became more and more chaotic. In the west of the city, the Western Army and the Imperial Guards from the west of the capital began to attack the city walls. A winding black dragon rose up as if in response to the smoke column from the south city.

The sound of swords clashing became much louder in the air.

In the chaos, a general ran through the long street, all the way to where Yelu Dezhong and Li Chuwen were. His armor was stained with blood. The moment he saw the two, he shouted: "The Song bandits are attacking the west of the city very urgently. General Yelu Foding sent me back to ask for help."

"Let Zong Lei and Zong Lin lead 3,000 people to provide assistance!"

Yelu Dezhong stood up suddenly, looked at the bloodstained generals and said, "The battle in the city is raging right now, and the Song invaders are coming in from the south. We can only support you and your people now."

The general gritted his teeth, clasped his fists and said, "I understand. Thank you, Uncle Crown Prince." Then he turned around and ran out.

Li Chuwen stood in the hall and saw the people leaving. He took two steps and turned to look at Yelu Dezhong: "We can also ask the guards on the other two sides of the city wall to help."

Yelu De nodded once, then shook his head: "No need to go to such trouble, the defenders on the city wall will naturally make their own judgment and provide assistance nearby..." He paused and changed his words: "Well, let's send someone to inform them, but we must leave enough people to guard the two gates to prevent the Song bandits from attacking by surprise." "That's great."

The two men had made up their minds and then issued orders one after another, and the troops in the city moved according to the orders.

……

Under the same sky.

The streets were rumbling with the sound of footsteps. The Song and Liao soldiers were waving their arms desperately. Arrows and crossbows were falling in an interlaced manner. Someone ignited the fire arrows. When they fell, the flames were all over the city.
Blood and corpses were scattered on the streets along with screams and the sounds of weapons swinging. The smell of blood mixed with the smoke from the city gate tower.

Arrows rained down, and the Liao army archers on the roof screamed and fell down from time to time.

Hysterical roars rang out, and Wang Wenbin rode up on his horse, thrusting out a spear, stabbing the shoulder of the Liao soldier who was coming to fight back. With a scream, he raised his spear upwards, and blood splattered on his face.

"I am Wang Wenbin, the commander of the Dengzhou militia. Get out of the way if you know what's best for you."

The Song general on horseback had an excited look on his face. He urged his horse forward and, relying on the large number of archers among the soldiers behind him, he shot down many Liao soldiers with a rain of arrows.

He himself was able to withstand several arrows because of his thick armor, and he blocked the arrows shot at his horse, "Charge, charge for me!" He urged the soldiers beside and behind him to rush forward desperately, turned his head and looked at Wu Song and Sun Li, who were not riding horses and were behind the shields of the soldiers, and pointed his spear at them, "You two, hurry up and catch up. I will lead you to achieve great things."

After saying this, he urged his horse to go, and with a bang, he charged into the Liao soldiers who were forming a formation in front of him.

"What the hell, tut--" Wu Song spat on the ground, looking at Wang Wenbin who rushed forward with fiery eyes.

"Brother Wu Song, don't be upset." Sun Li took the bow and arrow from the man beside him, stood up and shot down two of them, his face calm: "The most important thing now is to capture this city and achieve fame for you and me, the rest is not important."

There was the sound of horse hooves, and the brothers Mu Chun and Mu Hong rode past them in their peripheral vision. When they came into view, the people on their horses turned around and nodded to them, then ran forward desperately with hundreds of soldiers.

"... Let's not delay any longer." Sun Li threw the bow in his hand to the soldier next to him, said something to Wu Song, and followed with his own bamboo whip.

Wu Song took a breath and exhaled slowly. He bent his strong body slightly, and held his pair of swords one after another, and followed with the soldiers beside him.

The sounds of fighting and shouting echoed in the sky. From time to time, charging Song soldiers fell on the way forward, and Liao soldiers who tried to block the enemy were hacked to the ground. Screams and blood were heard everywhere. Many soldiers had despair in their eyes and gradually became ferocious.

"Hold on, the Song army can't hold on for long." Xiao Telie came running with reinforcements, holding an iron knife. He shouted at the top of his lungs and slashed at the opposite side with his knife.

The soldiers under Wang Wenbin's command had already jumped to the side, and the guards next to him pounced on him and chopped the figure who was still in the air to the ground with one knife.

"Ah——" With a shrill scream, the neck was broken in half, and the head with flesh and skin was tilted in front of the chest and fell to the ground with a bang.

Blood splashed in his eye sockets, blurring his vision. Xiao Telie stretched out his hand and looked at Wang Wenbin, who was riding a horse and charging at him. He grinned and pointed his finger, "Cut off that Song pig and you'll be rewarded with 100 taels of silver."

"kill--"

The soldiers who were fighting were cheered up, and the dancing swords and guns forced the advancing Song army to retreat.

Xiao Telie wiped the blood from his face, reached out to grab a spear from the soldier next to him, ran forward two steps and thrust it forward.

The Song army soldier's feet suddenly left the ground, and a bloody hole appeared on his chest.

"Damn it, come forward, come forward!"

Wang Wenbin was holding a spear on his horse and blocking the way left and right. The soldiers stimulated by the reward money were desperately rushing towards him, making him feel that he was unable to stop them.

"Kill him off his horse!"

"The one hundred taels of silver is mine."

The roar of the Han soldiers reached Wang Wenbin's ears, which made him suddenly jump. He held the spear with both hands and twisted it twice. The spears and iron knives that were stabbing were blocked. He took the opportunity to control the warhorse to retreat and roared: "Shoot, shoot quickly!"

The archer who was blocked by him from behind was delighted when he saw that he was out of the range of the rain of arrows. He drew his bow and shot the arrow at that side. As he let go, a scream came from that side.

Mu Hong and Mu Chun reined in their horses and looked at the situation ahead. The two brothers looked at each other, and when the younger brother stepped back, he gave the order, "Surround them." The soldiers following behind them quickly formed a human wall behind them.

"No matter what's going on ahead, this is not the way to steal credit."

Sun Li and Wu Song were both sweating all over. They wiped the sweat from their temples to their chins and looked at the hundreds of people blocking the road in front of them with some anger.

However, before the two of them could shout, a roar of "Shoot!" came from the Liao army's formation.

Arrows rained down and flew past. Mu Chun held an arrow in one hand and used the other hand to pick up a shield to block the arrows for his brother. The shield made a sound of "dong dong dong".

Herod——

The warhorse let out a scream, and Wang Wenbin fell off the horse that was shot like a hedgehog. Several arrows pierced the fine scales on his chest and arms, and blood instantly soaked the scarlet battle robe he was wearing.

Mu Hong still held the bow with an expressionless face. After the rain of arrows passed, he pulled out a long arrow from his brother's shield.

creak-

The bow was drawn to a full moon and aimed at the Liao army in the crowd.

"Fight back, fight back!"

Screaming in shock, Wang Wenbin stood up in a panic. Looking at the Liao soldiers holding shields in front of him, he did not dare to move forward. He adjusted his helmet and slowly retreated with his face facing forward. Many of the people on the opposite side were good archers, and the arrows that had pierced his body made him dare not be careless, for fear of being shot down by someone.

"I'm so lucky!" Xiao Telie spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm as he looked at Wang Wenbin who was still alive. He stretched out his hand to pull out the arrow and put it on the bow. He roared "Shoot" and shot an arrow.

Almost at the same time, Mu Chun opened his mouth and yelled: "Shoot——"

The archer who followed was busy drawing his bow and shooting arrows. Mu Hong's eyes flashed, and he quickly moved his arm, and an arrow flew out. Then he snatched the arrow from Mu Chun's hand and shot it out very quickly.

Whoosh whoosh—

The sound of arrows breaking through the air whistled in his ears. Wang Wenbin swung his spear to block an arrow, "Ugh!" His body shook and he groaned. Before he could move, his body trembled a few more times and several arrows pierced his body. His legs softened and he fell forward.

Xiao Telie looked at the figure who was shot in the chest by his arrow, smiled, and shouted loudly: "One hundred taels of silver go to today's archer, go forward, whoever kills the Song thief will be rewarded!"

"Kill——" The Liao army soldiers' eyes suddenly lit up, and they marched forward with swords and shields raised.

"General Wang!" Mu Chun shouted in the crowd, then raised the knife in his hand: "Revenge for General Wang!"

"Revenge for the general!"

"kill--"

Countless crimson figures surged forward, the red and yellow colors collided again, gritting their teeth and fighting in this city alley. (End of this chapter)