Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Wuwuwu——

Changes occurred suddenly, and as the fatal black shadow shuttled down, the desolate horn sounded in the valley.

In the team below, Wei Dingguo woke up from his daze and his pupils suddenly shrank. Shan Tinggui raised the black spear in his hand and shouted: "The enemy is attacking——"

The soldiers behind him also shouted: "There is an ambush! Be careful!"

The person with the group card quickly covered his comrades. The sound of arrows hitting the group card was heard one after another, and arrows whizzed into the crowd. "Ah——" screams were heard, and they fell to the ground clutching their wounds. The sergeant was dragged behind the regimental sign by his comrades, and suppressed moans alternated.

In his shaking vision, many figures stood up on the hillsides on both sides and ran down the hillside. The infantry holding the mountain flag were inserted in the middle. Dong Xian, who was in the rear, followed the order and went straight to the rear to block the retreat. The two battalions were holding back. It's been a long time, and this is the perfect time to use it here.

In the rear, the team on war horses began to run down the slope. In the smoke and dust, the unsheathed swords radiated with cold light. Then they crashed into the disjointed team, and blood splashed out one after another.

Countless knives penetrated the flesh, killing, and war horses trampled over the fallen bodies. Xiao Haili waved his knife while running and shouted: "Kill them all!"

"kill--"

Dong Ping rode his horse and rushed to the front, his guns rising and falling, and blood flying into the air behind him.

Countless figures on horseback were adjusting. When they galloped down, they crashed into the enemy formation. The sounds of broken bones were heard continuously. Human bodies flew into the air. Thick dark red liquid spurted out from their mouths. The sounds of swords and guns piercing flesh were instantly overwhelming. To the point where one’s hair stands on end.

The soldiers in the rear who were wearing crimson uniforms crookedly were suddenly attacked and were instantly smashed to pieces. Wherever the front spread, a wave swallowed them all up. They were hacked to the ground and lay down on a large piece of land. They were all dead bodies, with thick blood flowing out and gathering in the low-lying pits, forming pools of blood.

Shan Tinggui and Wei Dingguo commanded their soldiers to form a line to resist. Shan Shiqi's deputy general Wu Su led his soldiers to attack wildly. He didn't have time to think about the future of the divine fire, so he quickly ordered his men to light up the rockets, took out the poison smoke balls and threw them out. Suddenly there was an explosion, and the rising smoke enveloped the Liangshan village soldiers, and crackling coughs continued to sound.

Liangshan also had firearms, and these village soldiers were not incompetent. They covered their mouths and noses and retreated frantically. The running horse army immediately avoided the poisonous smoke amidst the shouts of the commander and followed the slope to the rear.

"Damn it, there are so many people in Liangshan!"

Wei Dingguo wiped cold sweat from his forehead, and Shan Tinggui beside him also had a livid face. He looked at the battlefield and said, "Now we can only move forward and leave here quickly. It's not a joke to leave late."

"Brother Shan..." Wei Dingguo smiled bitterly: "This Liangshan only opens a gap in front, how can there be no..."

Boom boom boom——

Stopping mid-sentence, Wei Dingguo and Shan Tinggui turned their heads stiffly. The sound of hoofbeats came from the canyon pass in front of them. Hundreds of knights came madly on horseback. On the horse in the front, there was a man wearing red thread armor. The general came whistling with a Fangtian painted halberd, and the flag of General Yuan Zi behind him was flying in the wind and lightning.

"Formation——"

Shan Tinggui shouted until he was hoarse, turned the reins around his horse, and shouted loudly: "Wei Dingguo, how many poisonous smoke balls do you have? Hurry up and use them all——"

……

The knight at the front was clearly visible, an expressionless face reflected in the eyes of the soldiers in the front row.

……

Immediately after the fiery red rouge, the figure holding the cooked copper knife looked around, his expression suddenly became strange. Shan Tinggui did not listen to the response, and turned to look at his back: "Brother Wei?"

"……Feel sorry."

Wei Dingguo whispered something, but Shan Tinggui didn't listen. Just when he opened his mouth to call him, he saw the cooked copper knife stabbed backward, and the spherical tail hit the back. The holy water general was immediately beaten. The seven orifices are on fire. …

The war horse galloped forward, the hands holding Fang Tian's painted halberd suddenly tightened, the muscles in both arms bulged, and the flat-end painted halberd——

……

The Divine Fire General over there turned around, flipped his knife, swung it, and hit the Holy Water General's helmet with a bang. His eyes immediately rolled and he fell off the horse. The man in crimson robe reached out and drew from the side of the saddle, and a white streak A flash of light flashed, and the next moment, the snow-white piece of cloth was raised on the knife, shouting with all his strength: "Don't kill! We will surrender!"

The soldiers next to him looked at Wei Dingguo blankly, and shouted smartly: "We are waiting to surrender! Surrender!"

Herod——

The war horse was pulled to a halt, the smoke gradually stopped, and the figure in armor stopped in front of the soldiers in front of them in a daze. The halberd stuck out stopped in front of the soldier's eyes, and the shining tip of the halberd exuded a chill.

Dang clang——

As soon as the sergeant let go of his hand, the spear in his hand suddenly fell to the ground and bounced twice. It rolled twice. The inside of the crimson uniform's legs became wet, and liquid dripped down.

"Get out of the way..."

Wei Dingguo rode his horse forward, pushed the frozen sergeant away with his sword, dismounted, and just as he was about to kneel down, he suddenly smelled a foul smell. He glanced at the sergeant from the corner of his eye, twitched the corner of his mouth, and silently changed his position and knelt on one knee. , cupping his fists: "I am Wei Dingguo, the training envoy of the Lingzhou regiment. I am forced by the county magistrate in the city to oppose Guizhai. However, I am also a man of blood and do not want to be oppressed by them. I am willing to work under Guizhai. I don't know where the opposite side is. You are a good man, can you help me introduce my brother to lead the army?"

From behind, Yuan Lang led his cavalry to charge with a roar. Seeing the situation in front, he raised his palms and the galloping horses gradually stopped.

The man in armor was silent for a moment, then uttered three words: "Shi Wengong."

As soon as he tightened the reins, he turned around and walked away. Wei Dingguo was at a loss as to what he meant. When he saw the man walking forward for a while, he stopped and turned back, looking at himself with doubtful eyes. His face suddenly showed a sudden realization, and he thought: Let me follow you. Did you announce your name just now? He's a weirdo, can't he say a few more words? Or are the Liangshan heroes so weird...

At that moment, the divine fire general stood up while thinking wildly. He did not pick up the knife on the ground. He ordered to look at Shan Tinggui from left to right, and rode forward behind Shi Wengong on horseback.

"Wait a minute..." Yu Yulin saw the two coming, and quickly stopped him, then turned to look at Yuan Lang: "Commander, are you going to tie up the surrendered general?"

Wei Dingguo raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and all kinds of feelings came over him. For a moment, he didn't know whether to feel sad for himself or to be surprised by Liangshan's title.

Yuan Lang looked at Shi Wengong, who was expressionless, and then at Wei Dingguo, who had an unspeakable look on his face. He shook his head and smiled: "No, I think this brother is sincerely surrendering. Besides, with Brother Shi here, nothing will happen."

Shi Wengong's eyes moved, but he remained silent. He just nodded, lightly kicked the horse's belly and walked to the side. Wei Dingguo looked at him, then at Yuan Lang, the red-faced tiger stretched out his hand and pointed at the walking figure: "Brother, follow Brother Shi." Just go and do it, don’t worry too much.”

Wei Dingguo nodded: "Thank you very much."

He reined in his horse and quickly followed. Yuan Lang watched the two of them walk forward for a while, then turned to look at the surrender: "Put your weapons on the ground and stand aside."

The living sergeants looked at each other, "Clang--" a crisp sound came out, and it was unknown who dropped the sword first. More and more soldiers let go of their swords and walked to the roadside, and some horsemen came forward to tie them up. .

Yuan Lang looked at Shan Tinggui who was unconscious on the ground with a smile on his lips: "Hey~ I'm lucky today, here's another one."

In the valley, the sound of fighting gradually subsided, and countless footsteps were moving around. Figures holding swords and guns were checking the dead bodies lying on the ground, and from time to time they raised their weapons to chop them down. (End of chapter)