Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

"Go down and open the city gate!"

The sky continued to move westward in sight, and dark clouds covered the sky at some point. Lin Chong, holding his spear, pushed away several soldiers in front of him and strode towards the city wall.

The next moment, the tightly closed city gate opened wide, and the wolf riders who had been waiting outside for a long time galloped in, instantly sweeping through every street in the city like a tide. The people in the houses were frightened by the cavalry who broke into the city and screamed.

The infantry that entered the city began to guard various places. Nearly half of the Xi infantry who served as reserve below had fled, but there were still some people with red eyes shouting and holding swords as they stepped forward.

Suddenly there was a loud cry of killing.

Inside the city, the wind blew through the chaotic streets. Dozens of figures on war horses galloped past. The sounds of fighting could be heard in the distance. Faintly, one could hear the cries of the people in the houses on both sides of the street and the sound of wooden doors colliding.

The figures galloping past crossed the wide road, and the figures riding on war horses rushed towards the opposite city gate. At a certain moment, the cavalrymen in the front suddenly raised their hands, and the cavalry group began to slow down their pace and gradually stopped.

In sight, the city gate is gradually opening.

"Damn it, who is guarding the city over there!" Xiao Gan's face was full of shock and anger. He suddenly realized that it was his nephew Yishi Bajin who was guarding the city. His face froze.

"Turn, quick!"

Xiao Gan pulled the reins, and the warhorse neighed and turned around. Just as he was about to head towards the east gate, he saw the flag on the gate suddenly break and fall down.

Herod——

The reins were suddenly tightened, and the warhorse stood up. As its four hooves landed on the ground, a livid figure was revealed on the horse: "Oh no, how could it be so fast..."

"My lord, let me lead the way."

Bai Yanjing clasped his fists and spoke. He led dozens of guards to surround Xiao Gan and charged along the road out of the city. Soldiers in khaki clothes came towards him and were stopped. They were recruited under his command. After a short while, there were about three or four hundred people gathered.

On the long street, the influx of enemies could already be seen. More than ten cavalrymen formed a small cavalry formation to drive away those who had lost the courage to continue fighting. As for those who resisted stubbornly, more than a dozen people raised their spears and rode their horses to charge forward. Amid the roar, ochre-colored figures flew into the air.

But in a flash, enemies seemed to be rushing in from all directions. Nearly 400 people formed a circle, fighting and retreating. The chasing cavalrymen continuously shot arrows into the sky. The sound of horse hooves rumbled in the streets from all directions. Several voices shouted, "Your Majesty has ordered to capture Xiao Gan alive—"

"Go! Go!"

Bai Yanjing waved his spear, cutting a bloody path, half of his armor was stained with blood, and he turned around: "The king followed!"

With a word roared out, the long spear stabbed left and right, and several Qi cavalrymen fell off their horses. After a moment, the east city gate was in sight in front, and there were still shadowy figures on the top of the city wall. People kept running over from the north and south walls to fight.

Below, black cavalry came galloping and fought with the defenders at the city gate.

Xiao Gan did not dare to stay and quickly ordered a breakout. Bai Yanjing shouted at the top of his lungs and led his men to charge forward. Gun shadows were visible and more cavalrymen emerged in the fight.

"Open the door in front, open it quickly!"

Xiao Gan swung his sword desperately. His palms and backs of his hands were covered in slippery and sticky blood. Looking at the battle group in front of him, he was anxious and roared, hoping that the general guarding the city gate could hear him.

"Xiao Gan, you are here!"

After the roar, a cry of surprise was heard. The Xiren King who was named was stunned. His eyes moved in the direction of the cry, and a surprised face appeared in his pupils.

The Qi army soldiers who were around him heard his shouting and looked over with shining eyes.

"Yelü Zongyun!"

Xiao Gan's eyes widened with surprise: "Why is he here..." As soon as he said this, his mind, which was blinded by the dilemma, suddenly became clear: "They surrendered?! What a bunch of spineless people!"

Yelu Dalang, who was fighting over there, naturally didn't hear what he said. He swung his long-handled broadsword and knocked down a Xi soldier. He pulled the reins and turned around. The joy on his face could be seen clearly from a distance: "God help my brother!"

Xiao Gan's expression changed in the distance. Even though he didn't hear what Yelu Zongyun said, he knew that the four precious sons of Yelu Dezhong's family would never fight alone.

Sure enough, after Yelu Zongyun shouted, three more riders came charging over from the side. Judging from their figures and appearances, they could be none other than the other three funny guys.

Xiao Gan groaned in his heart. Although the four men on the opposite side were not rare and powerful generals, they were also famous brave generals in the army. Especially since they were born of the same mother, the tacit understanding between them was not comparable to that of ordinary generals.

He turned around and looked around, then gritted his teeth and yelled, "Charge! Get out of here before their soldiers come to support us."

Amid roars, Xiao Gan kept urging the soldiers beside him to move forward, while Bai Yanjing gritted his teeth, drew his spear, and jumped on his horse.

The four brothers on the opposite side looked at each other and said, "Go, catch him!" More than twenty wolf riders around them abandoned their opponents and rushed over.

Further back, infantry soldiers coming down from the city wall shouted "Kill!" and ran down the stone steps desperately to join the remaining wolf riders in a fight with the gatekeepers. Broken limbs and arms flew in the air. Some cavalrymen dismounted, drew their swords and fought with the others.

bang——

The loud sound of the collision covered up the fighting in the rear. In the fierce collision, the soldiers protecting Xiao Gan flew backwards. Bai Yanjing, with arrows stuck in his body, wielded his spear vigorously to sweep away the figures rushing towards him.

The blade swept through the air, and amid the sound of metal clashing, Yelu Zonglei fought with him fiercely.

In the chaos, someone threw a flying axe, and the warhorse let out a scream and stood up. Yelu Zongdian's horse ran over and swung his knife fiercely at the horse's leg. The horse let out a scream and fell to the ground, and Xiao Gan fell off the horse's back.

"Your Majesty!"

The personal soldiers watching from behind roared. Bai Yanjing, who was fighting with Yelu Zonglei in front, turned around and looked back. He was distracted and was chopped on the neck of his horse by Yelu Zonglei. The horse ran a few steps in pain and died on the ground. Bai Yanjing struggled to stand up, but Yelu Zonglei had already galloped over with his horse and sword in hand, and just waved his hands.

The head flew away, and the body, with only the cavity left, fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"Xiao Gan, dismount and surrender!"

Yelu Zongyun, Zongdian and Zonglin surrounded the Xi king in front of them and hacked at him with swords. Some of the personal soldiers around him wanted to rush forward to rescue him but were stopped by the wolf riders who followed. A chaotic fight broke out in this small space.

Xiao Gan's head and body were covered in cold and hot sweat. He blocked the attacks with the knife in his hand, and had to be on guard against Yelu Zonglin's sudden attack from behind. He also listened to the constant shouting of the three Yelu sons who were surrounding him.

"Xiao Gan, surrender, you can't get out."

"If you surrender now, we will even speak a few good words to your majesty for you."

"Look at the knife!"

Xiao Gan quickly turned around to block the attack, "Bang", Yelu Zonglin put away his knife with regret.

"How long can you hold out with your martial arts? Surrender!"

"My Sanlang is here too, please dismount and surrender."

"Look at the knife!"

when--

Yelu Zonglin turned away again with regret.

The sounds of fighting around him gradually faded, and the sound of horse hooves could be heard in front. Yelu Zonglei pulled the reins and said, "Xiao Gan, surrender quickly!"

"Hey--"

Xiao Gan exhaled and swung away Yelu Zongdian's knife. He had been glancing at the battle situation around him. Many soldiers around him were killed or injured in this short period of time. Some even turned around and ran away. Before Yelu Zongyun swung his knife, he threw the knife on the ground, and several veins on his forehead popped out: "Then you should give me a chance to surrender! Hit me with your sword, I have time to surrender..."

"Look at the knife!" Puff——

The roaring voice suddenly fell silent. Yelu Zongyun, Zongdian and Zonglei, who were surrounding Xiao Gan, looked at the Xiren King who had thrown away his knife in front of them with complicated expressions, and then looked at Yelu Zonglin who was putting away his knife.

"Why... why?"

Turning his head slowly, Xiao Gan looked at Yelu Zonglin with complicated eyes. He reached out his hand and wiped it backwards. His left buttocks felt a burning pain. He lowered his head to look at the blood in his hand, and then looked at the bloody blade: "I've thrown away the knife! I've thrown away the knife! Why are you still cutting me even though I've thrown away the knife!"

"I didn't... I didn't stop." Yelu Zonglin turned his head and muttered, then he straightened his waist and turned to Xiao Gan with a stern face: "You dropped the knife too slowly, if you had dropped the knife earlier, how could you have taken this blow?"

Xiao Gan was immediately furious, his face turned blood red, and he yelled at the top of his voice: "Bullshit!"

Yelu Zonglin blinked and said seriously: "I didn't hear my mother fart."

Yelu Zongyun and Zonglei both covered their faces. Yelu Zongdian gestured to Xiao Gan with the long-handled broadsword in his hand: "Do you want a sword? I can give it to you."

"..."

The muscles on Xiao Gan's face trembled uncontrollably. Seeing the wolf riders around him killing his soldiers, he looked at the four Yelu brothers with a sullen face and said, "You four are here to make fun of me, right? After all, we were officials in the same dynasty. If you want to kill me, just kill me. Why humiliate me like this!"

"That won't work." Yelu Zongyun put down his hand and shook his head: "His Majesty has ordered to capture you alive, so Xiao Taishi." He waved the knife in his hand to the side: "Please."

Several wolf riders stepped forward and pulled Xiao Gan off his horse. Seeing that his left thigh was badly injured and fearing that he might lose too much blood, they applied medicine and wrapped him in a piece of cloth, then took him away to be guarded.

The shouting and fighting in the city gradually stopped, and a large number of black-armored soldiers entered the city, searching for any escaped fish while taking the captured generals and officials under Xiao Gan to the government office.

The wind was cold and Xiao Gan was carried horizontally on the warhorse. He occasionally turned his head to look at the scene on the street. Many of his generals, whose names could be known or not, were tied up and pushed towards him.

He could even see his nephew's head tied under the horse's neck by a Qi army general with a ruffian look on his face.

Xiao Gan closed his eyes in some pain. In the battle, so many Xi heroes died or were captured, and even he, the king, could not protect himself.

The war horse stepped into the former government office. A military guard came forward to take a look, then waved and let him in. When he reached the courtyard, the wolf rider who followed him reached out and pulled him off the horse.

Xiao Gan felt a sharp pain in his lower body and was unable to stand for a moment. Yelu Zonglei beside him pulled him and said, "Master Xiao..." He was silent for a moment and said, "Let someone help you walk."

He gestured backwards, and two wolf riders came up, holding him on the left and right.

"Hmph——" A sound came out of his nostrils and Xiao Gan tried his best to straighten his body. However, he was injured after all, and could only limp forward.

"Fortunately, I suggested going to the East Gate, otherwise we would not have such a great achievement." Yelu Zonglin pointed his thumb at his nose in front of him, his head almost tilted up to the sky: "Big brother, second brother, third brother, please call me Fujiang from now on."

"I think you are really a piece of sauce, and you smell really bad." Yelu Zongdian couldn't bear to see him like this, so he stretched out his leg and kicked him: "Watch your majesty later, remember not to make a fool of yourself."

Yelu Zonglin looked arrogant and patted the place where he was kicked: "When have I ever made any mistakes?"

The others all looked at him sideways. Xiao Gan's mouth twitched, and he finally snorted, and turned his head away as if he could not bear the humiliation.

How did this fool take it...

unlucky!

On the road ahead, more and more armored guards stood on both sides, all holding large shields and long spears, with swords hanging on their waists. Soldiers holding crossbows were watching the people approaching vigilantly from behind, and soon someone came up and took away the weapons of several people.

"Greetings, Your Majesty. Here comes the enemy chief Xiao Gan."

Several people stepped in together, and the four Yelu brothers hurried forward to salute.

Xiao Gan was carried in by the wolf riders from the rear and looked at Lu Bu with his head turned away.

"Your Majesty!"

The wolf rider next to him became furious upon seeing this. He pushed him a few times with his hand and kicked him in the knee. Xiao Gan gritted his teeth and endured. The two men immediately became furious and picked up the swords hanging at their waists and hit Xiao Gan in the knee with their scabbards.

"Uh--"

Xiao Gan groaned, turned sideways quickly, and fell to the ground with a thud to the right. Blood immediately seeped through the cloth bandaging his thigh.

"You have done well. You will be rewarded after the battle. Now get up."

Lu Bu waved his hand, and the four Yelu brothers were overjoyed and quickly stood up and stood aside. Yelu Zonglin winked at his brothers for a while, but when he saw that no one paid attention to him, he felt bored and stopped.

"Xiao Gan..." Lu Bu ignored the little movement over there. He waved his cloak and walked a few steps closer to look at the Xiren King lying on the ground. He raised his eyebrows when he saw the injured part, but didn't say much: "It's easy for me to find him."

Xiao Gan looked at Lu Bu with sweat on his forehead, and then closed his eyes: "You can kill me or chop me up if you want, but if you want me to surrender, forget it!"

"Surrender?" Lu Bu squatted down, snorted and slapped Xiao Gan's cheek: "Why do I want you to surrender?"

The person on the ground was stunned, opened his eyes and looked at him in confusion.

"Someone is coming."

Lu Bu stood up and a guard walked in holding the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"Take him out." Lu Bu waved his hand and looked down with emotionless eyes: "Tomorrow at noon, he will be torn into pieces by five horses. Let everyone in this city come and watch..." He looked up at the guards in front of him and waved his hands twice.

"Here!"

Several people came forward, grabbed Xiao Gan and walked out.

"Hiss——" Xiao Gan couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when the wound was touched, and cursed angrily: "Lu, you will die a miserable death sooner or later! I'll be waiting for you in the underworld!"

"Shut up!" A guard slapped him in the face, but continued to curse.

"Hmph..." Lu Bu glanced outside and ignored it. He just walked back to the main seat and sat down: "Tell the soldiers to move faster and rest for a night. Wait until tomorrow..." He stretched out his hand and pointed outside: "After that guy dies, quickly move eastward and wipe out the rebellion in Pingzhou!"

"Here!"

All the generals in the hall roared in unison, shaking the house.

……

As night fell, the sky was dotted with stars and the smell of fireworks lingered in Lulong City. The Qi army infantrymen holding torches walked through the silent streets, turning a deaf ear to the faint cries coming from both sides.

Occasionally, someone would point in a direction and shout "Someone!" The soldier holding a crossbow would shoot an arrow first, and the soldiers holding shields would move forward quickly under the light of the fire from behind. After a few golden sounds, the situation would return to calm again.

One morning, the army gathered at the sound of trumpets, and the army under the large flag with the word "Bian" on it marched out of the city.

In Zunhua in the northwest, someone tied ropes to five war horses.

"Execution—"

The sound of horse hooves. (End of this chapter)