Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Chapter 264
The goshawk spread its wings in the sky and screamed. Under the dark clouds, the swinging blade slammed into the shield. The soldier holding the shield gritted his teeth to steady his body, stepped on the cold stone, jumped up and shouted "Kill——" "Roaring, he took out the long knife in his hand and chopped the person to the ground. On the wooden ladder that was set up, soldiers from Liangshan kept climbing up, shouting.

The arrows no longer stagger and fall in the air. The burning rockets are burning on human bodies and debris, rising up black smoke. The form of fighting is becoming clear on the long village wall.

Zhu Wannian's arm was hastily wrapped in black cloth, and there was a broken arrow on his shoulder, which he chopped off with a knife before he could take it out in time.

Holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, he stabbed to death a Liangshan soldier who was guarding the crenel and letting his companions come up. Then he rushed to the other side of the gap without stopping. Sweat mixed with blood continued to drip down, forming a dark red stain. The wound was moving towards the gap due to constant movement. He was bleeding from the outside, breathing heavily, and white smoke spurted out from his mouth and dissipated three inches in front of him.

"Who is defending over there? Hurry up and ask them to drive them down! If there are more thieves in Liangshan, it will be difficult to drive them down!"

Holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, he stretched out his hand and pointed. New blood gushed out from the two wounds that had just stopped bleeding. As he yelled, his hands and feet became a little weak. He leaned forward and quickly put his hands on the halberd pole. Zhuang Yong rushed over to help him, but he couldn't take him to the back to apply medicine, so he had to tear off the hem of his clothes and tie it around him again.

In the distance, the roars of Liangshan soldiers were like water flowing into hot oil. At the moment of boiling and exploding, a crowd of people climbed up and blossomed on all sides. The flag with the word "Thank you" in black letters on a white background moved up.

"Straight thief!" Zhu Wannian's face changed instantly, he stood up and raised Fang Tian's painted halberd: "The thief is coming, come with me to drive him away!"

Zhuang Yong on the side advised him: "Erlangjun, if you lose too much blood, you will die."

"Can't you hear me!?" Zhu Wannian's eyes widened, he pulled the man over and said word by word: "I said, go and drive the thief out."

Zhuang Yong nodded repeatedly, Zhu Wannian pushed him and staggered back two steps. Zhuang Yong quickly turned around and ran away with his shield, until he reached a gap.

Beside, at the ladder where the fighting was going on, a figure holding two iron swords jumped up. The powerful and heavy iron sword stabbed left and right. As the steps slid, corpses fell one after another. Zhuang Yong's peripheral vision Seeing someone running towards him, he turned his head to look. Just as he was about to turn around, a sword-like light swung across his neck. A look of astonishment froze on his face. Dou Da's head spun and flew out, falling to the ground with a bang. Blood stains rolled all the way to Zhu Wannian's feet.

"What a bastard!"

Zhu Wannian roared loudly, raised his halberd and stabbed it. The figure running across from him swung his sword and struck it fiercely. The sound of gold and iron mingled, and sparks jumped in the dim skylight.

Zhu Wannian felt his hands sink, and the painted halberd suddenly fell down. Before he could react, he stepped on the top of the painted halberd with one foot, and kicked back violently with the other foot. As he rushed forward, he stepped on the top of the painted halberd. With a little more force on his feet, the young man holding the halberd felt a figure flying up in front of him. He raised his head. His tired body reacted slowly for a moment, and a cold light slashed through his throat.

Another head flew up, thick blood rushed out of the cavity, and blood rained from the sky.

"Dragon Slayer Sun An is here, why don't you surrender quickly!" The strong man holding both iron swords shouted loudly as soon as he landed on the ground. The surrounding villagers fell into panic as they looked at the headless corpse.

……

The cold wind blew the black smoke to one side. On the last section of the city wall of Zhujiazhuang, the three sons of the Zhu family looked tiredly at the Liangshan soldiers rushing forward. The three of them had changed from young men in the village to a leader who did not know whether to live or die. The idiot who came to Liangshan to be a traitor seemed to have slightly changed his understanding of the mistakes he had made just before the war started...

The veins in the hand holding the spear popped out, and the ears were filled with the banging sound of fighting. Familiar faces kept falling, and unfamiliar faces filled the sight. What is the truth...

It didn't seem to matter at this moment.

Several people rushed forward, slashing at the shield with swords. The figure hit by the shield took a step back. The two brothers behind him quickly stepped forward, stabbed with three spears, and beat back the attacking figure. The corners of their eyes were directed at the side. The brothers glanced a few times, stood silently in front, holding guns in both hands to protect the ones behind.

"Eldest brother, second brother..." Silver Spear stammered, killing the incoming soldiers. The corners of his arrogant mouth curved slightly at this moment, and then straightened out: "As a younger brother, I will make amends with my two older brothers in my next life."

"S--" Zhu Hu's cheeks were swollen and he spit out the blood in his mouth. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb. He took a breath of cold air in pain and glanced at Zhu Biao from the corner of his eye: "You won't say anything in this life?"

"Brother, if you want to apologize or not, just have a drink and have a fight." Zhu Long's voice rang out, and he stabbed the wooden shield with a spear, knocking the man over.

At the entrance of the crenel, new figures kept emerging. A strong black man covered in black armor came up with a big mountain-breaking ax, followed by a pair of people with similar faces. They all had hanging horns, prominent eyebrows, and were neatly clad. Carrying a three-pointed two-edged knife, one person held a tiger-eye bamboo whip in his hand.

The thick black man suddenly took a step forward, and his majestic and tall body directly knocked Yizhuang Yong away. He grabbed the ax handle with one hand and blocked several long knives and spears that were slashed and stabbed. As he stepped forward, the big ax came out. Dragging behind, he held both hands and swung violently. The violent force knocked the person on one side to the ground. The ax blade swept across the arc to the other side, cutting directly into the neck of a Zhuang Yong, splitting half of the sternum. The moment the corpse collapsed, he cut off Zhuang Yong's thigh with a backhand axe. Blood spurted out, and the body screamed and fell to the ground, with a big foot stomping on his face.

puff--

Blood spattered out, the back of the head was abnormally sunken, and dark red blood surged out.

As Zhuang Yong retreated around him, Sui stopped and raised his eyes with fierce intent. On the opposite side, Zhu Biao showed a weird smile: "Second brother, I won't talk about it in this life. The younger brother will open the way for the older brothers. "

The desperate figure ran out, and the silver spear blasted at the big man holding an ax on the opposite side: "I am Zhu Biao, Sanlang of the Zhu family. If you are brave enough, come and fight!"

Gold and iron clashed, making a clanging sound.

"...So stubborn." Zhu Hu was silent for a moment, then walked towards the strong man holding a three-pointed two-edged sword with a gun in his hand, and his figure suddenly accelerated: "If I live, I must break this temper of yours."

Taking a deep breath, "Zhu Hu is here!" In the roar, swords and guns collided: "Kill——"

"That's all, as brothers, you should forgive your brothers." Zhu Long took a breath, with a smile on his sweaty face, grabbed the barrel of the gun and stepped towards the man carrying the single whip: "I am Zhu Long, come to fight! "

The bursting sound of fighting reached the sky and faintly reached the foot of the Liangshan banner. The figure on the horse looked at the city wall. The flagpole with the congratulations written on it was cut off, and a large number of soldiers climbed up the ladder.

When the stones at the front entrance began to be cleared, a horse galloped to report, wishing the back door of the village——

broken.

……

The wind blew through the city wall, and the damaged bamboo pole could not hold up the broken flag fluttering in the wind above. It broke with a click. The shouts of the fighting were louder and louder. At a certain moment, there was a roar like a tsunami, and then What came was a scream of fear, the blade cut into the flesh and blood, blood flowed, and gathered into small pools of blood on the city wall. If he stepped on it, blood would splash everywhere.

Zhu Yongqing gritted his teeth and ran quickly with the three-foot Qingfeng on his arm. His arm was drooped and swaying back and forth as he ran. It was when he was fighting with a man in black armor and a black face, and was hit by an iron mace. Yes, if it weren't for Xiang Yong's life-threatening cover, he wouldn't have been able to retreat from the city wall. As for retreating and defending...

Living is the most important thing!Fighting to the death is a choice only fools would make.

Hui Niang, please don’t let anything happen...

Panting violently, cold sweat mixed with hot sweat flowed down his forehead. Someone came to report the emergency at the front door, so he asked Liu Huiniang to go down and sent someone to the front door to support him. He didn't know what happened at this time.Under the clouds, excited roars could be heard faintly, and the flag that he could see in the distance was no longer there. As his mind changed, Zhu Yongqing knew something was wrong, so he quickly turned around and ran towards his home.

"Lang Jun? How come you are back?"

"I met Mr. Lang, but he won?"

When the servants of the Zhu family saw Zhu Yongqing, they saluted quickly, and then boldly asked Zhu Yongqing with hope, but the man ignored him and just ran to the backyard with his head sullenly. The servants hurriedly got out of the way. Dare to block the road.

"Hui Niang! Hui Niang!"

He stumbled into the backyard, opened the door and saw no one, and quickly ran into the house. The moment he opened the door, he saw a girl sitting in front of the dressing table, with rouge and gouache on her face, and her eyebrows were carefully drawn with an eyebrow pencil. , with a flower in front of her forehead, she picked up the lipstick and put it in front of her lips. She opened her mouth slightly, sipped it lightly on her lips a few times, took it off and put it away.

"Hui Niang, why are you still here leisurely?" The young man walked in with a long sword, panting like an ox and leaned against the door frame: "Zhuangzi may not be able to save himself, come with me quickly, I know there is a cellar where no one is I know that if I hide there, I will be able to avoid the Liangshan bandits’ search.”

The girl who stood up was dressed in milky white brocade clothes, outlining a figure that was not inferior to that of an adult. She turned slightly and said, "Zhu Lang, do you look good?"

The young man nodded repeatedly: "It looks good." He glanced back and anxiously urged: "Come with me quickly, there is no time."

Moving lightly, the approaching girl raised her eyes, looked at Zhu Yongqing, raised her bare hands and put them on his face: "Does Zhu Lang hate Liangshan?"

hatred?
Zhu Yongqing thought about it after hearing this, he must be hating it, right?

After all, the master was sad and angry when he died, but he seemed to calm down and didn't feel too resentful afterward.

The flag in front was cut down and it was considered a fall. The Zhujiazhuang was probably lost, and brother Wannian was probably killed, not to mention the three Zhu Long boys might also be dead. However, in this heart...

How come there is no trouble?

"If I ask stupid questions, Zhu Lang will definitely hate me."

The girl didn't seem to want to hear his answer. She talked to herself and walked out of the room from Zhu Yongqing. The faint fragrance penetrated into the young man's nose, making him stand up straighter. His shoulder injury seemed to be gone. The next moment, he looked at the girl walking into the front hall and quickly followed her: "Hui Niang, this is not the time to talk about this. Come with me quickly."

The girl in front shook her head, turned around with a sweet smile on her face, and asked an irrelevant question: "Zhu Lang, are you Numei?"

"It's beautiful." Zhu Yongqing nodded desperately, but at this time he had no intention of appreciating it. Listening to the sound from the horizon, sweatdrops flowed down his face: "Stop talking about this, just follow me."

He inserted the sword into the ground and stretched out his hand to catch Liu Huiniang, but the girl took a step back and got out of the way: "Zhu Lang, I hate Liangshan, but after experiencing this, I have figured it out."

Opening her arms, her fingers painted with red cinnamon are slender and beautiful. The hanging sleeves appear and disappear at different angles. The girl's voice is clear and sweet: "It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others. Revenge is the right thing to do." It’s best to do it yourself!”

Frowning, Zhu Yongqing stumbled, took two steps back unconsciously, and asked with confusion on his face: "Hui Niang, what are you talking about?"

Putting down her arms, Liu Huiniang looked at Zhu Yongqing seriously and said, "Zhu Lang, do you want revenge?"

In the mist, the young man didn't understand what the girl opposite was doing, but he knew that she was determined to destroy Liangshan, so he nodded immediately: "Of course I do."

A happy look appeared on her pretty face, and she walked lightly with her embroidered shoes as she walked past the young man. She turned her back to Zhu Yongqing and looked at the room behind her: "I have a plan. Afterwards, Zhu Lang can pretend to surrender and offer the slave to the owner of Liangshan Village..."

The eyes of the young man behind him suddenly widened, and bloodshot eyes appeared in the whites of his eyes. The hands covering his shoulders were clenched, and the veins were exposed. The sweet voice behind him continued:
"When I go to him, I will try my best to charm him and divide him from the leaders of Liangshan. At the same time, I will let Lu Bu give you the power to lead troops. When the time is right, I will poison him. At that time, Zhu Lang will join the leaders he has won over. Kill his cronies together, so that Liangshan will be gone, Zhu Lang has made great achievements, and the slaves have taken revenge."

His teeth were clenched, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, but Zhu Yongqing's voice was extremely calm: "Isn't there a cousin from the Yun family who can take refuge? Wouldn't it be better for you and me to go to the army and surrender, and then go with the army to fight? Why do we have to take risks? Going to Liangshan? Besides, you don’t want to be chaste anymore?”

"I have thought about it carefully." Taking two steps forward, Liu Huiniang lowered her head and stroked her fingers: "Although there is a chance for the army to annihilate Liangshan, it is also very likely to fail. If the army is defeated again, I don't know. How to get close to Lu Bu, only now..."

Amidst the excited voices from behind, Zhu Yongqing drew his sword with an expressionless face.

"Only when something happens in Zhujiazhuang, and Zhu Lang dedicates the slave to Liangshan, can the slave's wish be realized." He raised his head and looked at the sky: "As for chastity, I don't care, as long as Liangshan can To perish, I can do whatever I want. Zhu Lang thinks so too, right..."

puff-

The sound of metal piercing flesh sounded, and Liu Huiniang, who turned around with a hopeful expression, was suddenly shocked. When she met a pair of blood-red eyes, the young man's somewhat irritable voice came: "You don't care, I do!"

"Ho..."

Liu Huiniang covered the abdomen where the sword was hit, and the sticky and warm blood flowed out, quickly soaking the soil with bright red. She tilted her head and looked at the opposite side in confusion. Zhu Yongqing let go of the sword, hooked Liu Huiniang's chin and kissed her fiercely. , gasping: "I don't care about hatred! It doesn't matter if the master dies! It doesn't matter if the brother dies! It doesn't matter if the Zhujiazhuang is gone! As long as you——"

He squeezed hard with his fingers, leaned over and whispered in Liu Huiniang's ear: "I only want you, nothing else matters!"

From the look in the girl's disbelieving eyes, the strength of her body was gradually disappearing, the figure opposite her was blurring, and the next moment, she fell limply to the ground, no longer breathing.

"Hui Niang..."

Zhu Yongqing slowly knelt down with a strange smile, pulled out the long sword from the girl's abdomen, lifted the girl up with one hand, held her in front of his chest, leaned back slightly so that she lay on his body, and pressed the tip of the sword against her back: "You I don’t know where you are from in life, but when you die, you must be the ghost of me, Zhu Yongqing.”

With the force of his palm, the sword penetrated his body. The young man opened his eyes wide and his blood gradually pooled together.

　PS1: After fishing, continue the project, /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~
　　PS2: It seems that some book friends don’t understand Li Zhu very well, so I’ll post the original text of Water Margin——

　　"Lu Junyi, Yang Xiong, and Shi Xiu rushed into the Chinese army. They bumped into Fang Han, and were stabbed to death by Lu Junyi. They dispersed the Chinese army's winged soldiers and came to capture Wang Qing, but they met Li Zhu, Mr. Jin Jian. Then Li Zhu With swordsmanship, a sword danced like lightning. Lu Junyi was unable to withstand it, but Song Jiangzhong's army arrived, and Yunlong Gongsun Sheng entered with his right hand. He muttered something in his mouth and shouted: "Quiet! "Li Zhu's sword left his hand and fell to the ground. Lu Junyi suddenly caught up with his horse, stretched his arms lightly, twisted his waist, pulled Li Zhu, carried him over the horse alive, and tied him up with the sergeant. "

　　
　
(End of this chapter)