Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

The flaming arrows flashed across the sky and landed on the wooden building with a whistling sound. Black smoke gradually rose up.

Yelu Dezhong felt a chill in his heart, and the morale of the soldiers around him who were listening to the shouts of his stupid son seemed to drop visibly.

As far as the eye could see, ladders and huge siege towers were placed on the city walls, and groups of soldiers swarmed out on the bridge planks. The city wall was like boiling oil in a hot pot, which exploded instantly as if a bucket of cold water was poured into it.

Han Shizhong held a shield in one hand and kicked hard to jump up from the parapet. Using the shield to block his body, he charged straight into the spear formation of the Liao soldiers in front of him. He also took the opportunity to swing the sword in his hand and accurately cut off the arm of a commanding Yu Hou.

"Ah!" The moment the scream rang out, the brave general suddenly ducked his body to avoid the oncoming spear, and then slashed fiercely around him.

Screams were heard, and they fell backwards, covering their injured legs and feet. The Liao soldiers behind them hesitated, but Han Shizhong did not hesitate at all. He stood up, rushed forward, swung his sword, and killed another person.

"Why are you retreating? He is alone, kill him!"

Yelu Dezhong was furious upon seeing this. While shouting, he glared at his fourth son viciously and cursed inwardly that he should have killed him personally back then.

Yelu Zongli was glared at so hard that he shrank his neck and felt a chill rising from his back. He quickly put on a flattering smile towards his father.

Amid the murderous gazes over there, he involuntarily took two steps back, tilted his head and approached the soldier next to him, his expression unchanged, his mouth open, trying his best to prevent his lips from bumping up and down: "Go find my three brothers and tell them there is danger here."

The soldier took the order and left.

One by one, the first soldiers to enter the camp jumped out from behind Han Shizhong and charged into the forest of spears with their shields. More Qi soldiers broke through and advanced along the gap they had opened.

The soldiers of the Xiandeng Camp at the front followed Han Shizhong's hysterical shouts and moved forward. Occasionally, a cold arrow would shoot down the shouting soldiers, and then more soldiers would rush up from the rear fearlessly to fill the vacant positions.

On the other side, Yelu Dezhong kept commanding the defenders on the city walls to fill the gap, but now the defenders on the city walls were not as brave as they were in the previous two days. They looked hesitant and began to retreat, which immediately gave him a bad feeling.

The morale boosted by the victory over the Song army these days is probably exhausted, and now that Silang has revealed what happened in the palace, I'm afraid...

"Dad, we are here."

The shouting voice interrupted Yelu Dezhong's thoughts. He turned around and saw three figures running towards him. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Da Lang, Er Lang, lead the troops forward and drive the Qi bandits out of the city quickly.

Sanlang commanded the archers to shoot in a concentrated manner, making sure to stop the Qi bandit reinforcements outside the city wall."

"Yes."

Yelu Zongyun and the other two instinctively responded to their father's words, drew out their iron swords and went to find two teams of soldiers. They frowned and looked at the soldiers with wandering eyes. They felt very uneasy, but still suppressed the surging emotions in their hearts and said loudly: "Follow me and drive out the Qi bandits..."

Snapped--

A big hand patted his shoulder. Yelu Zongyun turned around instinctively and heard a voice coming from the other side: "This way."

Yelu Zongyun turned around and looked at his fourth brother with an awkward expression: "Silang, the situation is urgent, stop making trouble!"

"It's all burnt..." Yelu Zonglin muttered, looking at his elder brother: "Brother, don't go forward. Let's think of a way to save our lives first."

Yelu Zongyun was stunned. Yelu Zongdian, who had just transferred a team of infantrymen to his side, also stopped and turned his head to look at him.

"The emperor vomited blood and fainted in the palace. Many people know about it."

The loud voice made Yelu Zongyun and Zongdian tremble. They turned to look at the soldiers who were retreating with their spears and swords. The former glared at him and said, "Silang, you are crazy. You can't shout about this!"

"It's been shouted two or three times." Yelu Zonglin shrugged nonchalantly: "It's probably spread all over the city walls by now."

"You!" Yelu Zongdian looked at him anxiously.

"I wasn't the first one to yell." Yelu Zonglin shook his hand, looked at his two brothers who breathed a sigh of relief, and blinked: "I only yelled twice."

ga-

The two brothers tightened their grip on the knives, and the shark skin on the handles made a friction sound against their palms.

The two men glared at their brother fiercely. Yelu Zongdian pointed at him and shouted word by word: "Si Lang, you really are a good guy!"

"Second brother, you're too kind." Yelu Zongli touched his nose with a chuckle, looking embarrassed.

"I didn't praise you!"

Yelu Zongdian jumped up and shouted, but Yelu Zongyun held him down: "Alright, stop talking, let's discuss what to do first."

Three figures slowly came together.

People kept falling down due to being shot by arrows on the top of the city walls and under the city walls. Figures in khaki armor were running back and forth, and roaring sounds came from outside the wall.

Many brave generals came up to the wooden towers and ladders for attacking the city. Qin Ming, Zhao Li and other generals who were rotated up today rushed to the top of the city and the pressure was reduced. They followed with swords and shields, and stepped on the shaking wooden bridges and ladders to fight directly with the Liao army soldiers defending the city. Black began to spread on the top of the city.

"what--"

Hysterical shouts of fighting filled the top of the city walls, blood splattered into people's eyes, and then they were knocked to the ground by the rushing Qi army.

The sword lights were surging wildly, and the Liao army soldiers defending the city kept retreating. In panic, some of them began to turn around and run. Several Khitan generals in front who were known for their bravery were swayed left and right by the two horizontal swords of Qin Ming and Zhao Li.

Someone fell down amid the clanging of weapons, and several screams were heard amid the shouts of "Hammer, I'm going to kill you with this one knife!"

"The enemy general is over there, General Qin and General Zhao, kill him!"

Chen Yun, who led his men to attack, pointed to the figure guarded by his personal soldiers under the city wall.

A rain of arrows flew up from below amid roars.

Dodo chop——

Behind the shield wall, Yelu Dezhong stood up. His shield, which was riddled with arrows, was replaced with a new one by his personal guards. The exhausted commander on the city wall turned around and shouted, "Where are the people? Why haven't they come up yet? Go and tell those brats to hurry up.

Where are the logs and stones? Did the people transporting them die?
Messenger!
Go to the city to find Li Xiang and ask him to hurry up, hurry up——"

His usual calm image was thrown to the back of his mind. Looking at the figure approaching, Yelu Dezhong drew out his iron knife with a clang: "Hold on, everyone. Anyone who dares to retreat..."

"Dad, dad!"

Yelu Zongdian and Yelu Zonglin ran over quickly, followed by Yelu Zongyun and several strong bodyguards.

Yelu Dezhong frowned as he looked at his sons: "Over there are the Qi bandit generals, hurry over and stop them."

Yelu Zongyun and the other two looked to the left at Qin Ming, Zhao Li and Chen Yun who were coming to kill them, then looked to the right at the corpses that kept falling in front of Han Shizhong, and fell silent.

"Dad, I'm sorry!"

"Ok?"

Yelu Dezhong was still gritting his teeth and glaring, not realizing what was happening, when several bodyguards came up to him, snatched his weapon, and dragged him towards the city.

"What are you doing, you little brats!" Yelu Dezhong's face flushed red, he stopped in his tracks, glared at his three sons and yelled, "Now is the time for you, as royal family members, to lead the charge in killing the enemy. How can you avoid fighting like women?" Yelu Zongyun and Zongdian took a breath and said, "Dad, this is dangerous now. We may not be able to defend the city. Let's go first."

"Bullshit, your father is a prince and I should die for my country. How can I be the first to run away!" The figure in iron armor twisted his body: "You bastards, why don't you let me go, otherwise you will all be executed for treason! And you three little bastards, dare to disobey..."

Yelu Zonglin was annoyed by what he heard. He stepped forward, bent down, and shouted, "Hey, let go!" He grabbed his father's feet and lifted them into the air: "Dad, you scolded our little brat, which is not good for your reputation."

"What are you standing there for? Run!" Seeing that his father had been lifted up by his brothers, Yelu Zongyun glanced at Yelu Zonglei who was guarding the entrance of the city wall with soldiers in the distance, and waved his hand quickly.

Upon hearing this, the others hurriedly raised their arms, grabbed their belts, and carried Yelu Dezhong back. Yelu Dezhong's personal soldiers in the back looked at each other, and everyone saw that the situation was not good. The city wall would be captured in a moment, so they hurriedly ran forward with shields in hand to protect him.

Yelu Zongyun and Zongdian followed behind with iron knives, and the group carried the people and ran towards the city.

In the distance, angry roars were heard in the air.

"Put me down! I can't let you four brats ruin my good reputation. Put me down, do you hear me?"

"Yes, I heard it."

"Dad, don't move, you who is holding the other foot."

Insincere words followed.

……

the other side.

"Lin Ya, the enemy has climbed the city walls. Logs, stones, and arrows are not enough!"

In the south city, the Qi army also launched a fierce offensive. Wave after wave of attacks were like the tide. The pressure on the Liao soldiers on the city wall almost made them breathless. Even generals such as Yelu Fuding came forward to fight with others.

However, the defensive strength of the city had been declining rapidly in the past few days, and all kinds of supplies for defending the city were unknowingly running out.

This was originally the focus of the Qi army's attack. The city wall that had been bombarded by the Song army had already cracked in several places, and large pieces of wall bricks had fallen off. The tall siege tower effortlessly built a wooden bridge.

Lu Zhishen and Di Lei, who were the first to rush to the top of the city wall, were carrying heavy weapons and were like two whirlpools, attracting the nearby soldiers and horses, and then some people's bodies were thrown out.

The forests of spears and shields were scattered in the fierce fighting, and more warriors landed on the city through the gap opened by the two men.

As fierce generals in the army, Lu Zhishen and Di Lei have always been the first to rush to the front, and the soldiers under their command have also inherited their fighting style. They fearlessly disperse the people around them, and after gaining a foothold, they lead the nearby troops and horses over under the leadership of the two men, thus reducing the pressure on the personnel in the rear.

Dong Xian, holding a spear and a sword on his waist, also climbed up the city wall and rushed towards the city wall with hundreds of his soldiers.

"Go down the wall."

Yelu Dashi had a cold face and did not rush forward. He looked in the direction of the three generals, then glanced at the city, then turned and ran: "Follow me, let's go find that bastard Li Chuwen and ask him how he allocated the supplies."

The cold wind blew over the city walls, and amid the earth-shaking sound of war drums, the city gate creaked open.

"The city gate is broken!"

Yang Zaixing raised his spear and shouted "Enter the city", then led his cavalry into the city.

"kill--"

The sun was pouring down and the atmosphere in the air became anxious.

The fighting on the city wall quickly spread to other sections of the city. The Qi troops on the east and south sides almost broke through the city walls. The surging black armor made the Liao soldiers realize that the situation over there was very bad.

More than twenty elite soldiers roared and dragged the blood-soaked Yelu Fuding away from here, dragging him to the stone steps behind the city wall. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. His lungs felt like they were on fire and his hands were shaking.

In the field of vision, the personal soldiers shouted hoarsely "Retreat, retreat with Xiangwen!" and rushed towards the Qi army waving iron swords, and then were stabbed in the chest and abdomen by several long spears and disappeared in the crowd.

The cold wind whipped up the flames, and the winding black smoke bent towards the city. Countless fighting figures approached the back of the city wall like wild beasts.

A large number of Liao soldiers threw away their weapons and knelt down to surrender. These were civilians who had signed up to join the army. Now that the supervisory team and the soldiers who were ready to fight to the death were gone, they naturally did not want to go forward to fight.

In a flash, a surging crowd of people rushed down the stairs, and figures holding spears ran quickly.

Yelu Fuding looked at the archers on the city wall aiming their crossbows downwards.

"Protect Xiangwen."

Amid the roars, several shields came over to cover them.

Whoosh whoosh—

The sound of arrows breaking through the air rang in his ears, the surface of the shield was full of arrows, and there were also arrows embedded in the ground at his feet. Several bodyguards were shot in the legs and feet, and they fell down with a scream.

He watched as the flagpole with the Liao flag fluttering on the city wall was broken by a huge figure using a Zen stick, and watched the flag and half of the flagpole fall rapidly into the city, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Protect Xiangwen!"

The shield blocked the view again. Footsteps were heard in front. When they moved away, the sight swept over and a young face became clear with countless swaying figures behind it.

“Hoohoo…kill the enemies!”

Yelu Fuding gritted his teeth to control his shaking arms, and pointed the iron knife with several cuts in it at Dong Xian who was rushing towards him.

Under the daylight, the ferocious knife light whistled and chopped down fiercely. Dong Xian blocked it with his spear, and the blade hit the spear body, and flew out of the hand holding the knife with a bang.

The enormous force made Yelu Fuding's body lean back, and a cold light came into his sight.

puff--

Blood spurted out from the back of his neck, and the shiny gun tip with sticky blood stopped there. As Dong Xian put away the gun, the breathless general fell forward with a bang.

"The enemy general is dead!"

Dong Xian lowered his eyes to look at the dead general, and heard the sound of his soldiers hacking and killing his personal soldiers. He raised his gun and pointed: "Destroy Liao and enter the palace!"

After a while, more soldiers rushed into the city.

……

He ordered his men to ride on flying horses and gallop through the Qi army.

The moment Lü Bu received the military report from the front, he drew his Han sword and said, "Order Wang De, Shi Wengong, and Xiao Haili to lead the cavalry around the city and block all the gates to prevent the Liao emperor from escaping."

"Order Yelu Yudu and Wanyan Loushi to enter the city immediately to assist the infantry in clearing out the remaining evildoers."

"The rest of you, follow me into the city!" (End of this chapter)