Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

The spring breeze blew through the silent crowd with a chill, and the mane of the war horse fluttered gently. Niu Gao raised his eyes and looked at the noisy sergeant in the distance, scratching the beard on his chin: "Damn it, old Niu, how can I feel this scene?" Deja vu?”

Fengtai took out his golden mace and held a mace flower in his hand: "It's not like last time a bunch of birds were chopped like this."

"Who? Oh... those two birds." Niu Gao looked stunned and put down his arms: "Let me just say that this scene is familiar. What are the names of those two bird people?"

"Who has the patience to remember the names of dead people..." Feng Tai curled his lips, and his expression suddenly changed: "Ready."

In front, a figure wearing a large cloak raised a square-shaped painted halberd. Someone on the side blew a horn, and the war horse moved its four hooves. It gradually became faster, surging like waves rushing towards the rocks, and rushed over fiercely.

"What..." Before he could finish his words, Jing Zhong's eyes widened suddenly, and his hair stood up at the moment he heard the horn: "No! Defense -"

Under the clouds, Jing Zhong opened his mouth and roared hysterically, and all the blood in his body seemed to rush to his forehead. As the ground trembled, there was a buzzing sound. The sergeant who went to the village to hunt wild food was walking behind, carrying pigs and chickens. Instead, he was sent to the front army.

At this time, facing the overwhelming cavalry rushing towards them, the pressure of being able to clearly see the appearance of the people in the front row was heart-stopping.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Jing Zhong's forehead was covered with sweat. After shouting, he pulled on the reins. Unexpectedly, the horse was stuck in place. In an instant, Qinghe Tianshui Jiedu was so anxious that he was soaked all over.

"Come forward - hold on!"

A general in front shouted loudly, and the infantrymen holding long spears swallowed their saliva and pressed the long spears with their rear ends in the soil. The soldiers in the rear who were "returning with a full load" heard the order and quickly put their "weights" on them. "Throw it away, and a large number of soldiers rush to help from behind. However, there are a lot of debris on the ground. Someone accidentally tripped and fell to the ground, which immediately caused a panic.

While running, the sergeant at the front was holding a sword and looking desperately at the thin defensive line in the distance. He heard Shangguan's hoarse shouting in his ears. His eyes were shaking and the ground was shaking as he looked at the galloping horses. The muscles on his face contorted into a look of horror.

"what--"

Jing Zhong opened his mouth and shouted, finally pulled the horse, and the war horse, which had twisted its neck, moved forward.

In the distance, the rushing red war horse suddenly accelerated. The figure wearing a big cloak on the horse pulled the bow and arrow in his hand. A black shadow flashed through the air. The Jiedu Commander who was sitting on the horse turned around and fired an arrow. Middle arm.

Jing Zhong felt as if someone hit him on the shoulder with a hammer, and suddenly half of his body went numb, and he stumbled and fell off the horse.

A trusted general felt his scalp numb when he saw it, and instinctively shouted: "General——"

In front, the soldiers who were determined to resist desperately couldn't help but turn around. Seeing Jing Zhong fall from his horse, his heart dropped.

Boom boom boom——

The horse's hooves stepped into the soil, bringing up the clods of soil and flying into the air. Lu Bu raised the Fangtian Painted Halberd high on the red rabbit, and waved it——

The distance between the person and the blade is shortened to the extreme.

The halberd was chopped down, and below, the general holding a spear waved his weapon. The gun barrel exploded at the moment of contact, and the red-tasseled spear head swirled into the air. Countless figures on war horses rushed past, all in unison. He waved the weapon in his hand, opened the spear, and crashed into the crowd in the front row with the most explosive gesture.

bang bang bang-

The dense knights lined up and pushed over, and the boiling shouts of killing reached their peak at the moment of contact. The spear was whipped away, and the broken gun barrel continued to roll in the air. The crimson figure behind was thrown into the air by the impact, and the skeleton was on the war horse. There was a sound of shattering under the collision, the explosion of flesh and blood, the trampling of human bodies, and the screams of people echoed under the sky.

On the war horse, Xiao Haili and the few remaining Khitan men held bows and arrows and shot left and right, using the cover of his comrades in front to shoot at the generals who were still organizing resistance. Often someone would just shout loudly to summon men, and the horse army in front would The cold arrow flew out immediately and shot the person to the ground with one arrow.

Shi Wengong followed behind with the newly formed cavalry army. Seeing Xiao Haili and others making a move, the big man who was worried about not being able to fight suddenly realized. He immediately hung up his halberd, drew his bow and arrows and followed the torrent of cavalry. Shooting the fleeing officers and soldiers, several lives were instantly saved.

"Let the people behind come forward quickly! Hurry up -" Jing Zhong's face was covered with sweat in pain. Fortunately, he was rescued by his confidant after being hit by an arrow just now. At this time, he was dragged to the back. The man jumped quickly. He dismounted and helped him onto his horse: "The front is over. General, hurry up and go to the rear!"

Jing Zhong glanced at it and said without hesitation: "Okay!"

He reined in his horse and said, "Hold on, I will come to rescue you right away!"

As he spoke, his voice faded away. The confidant was looking at his running back and smiled bitterly. In the peripheral vision, he saw a soldier running over and fell to the ground without warning. He quickly looked at it and saw an arrow inserted into the back of his neck. The man turned and looked.

Amidst the roaring sound of horse hoofs, a man wearing red thread armor let go of his hand. The tail feather of an arrow appeared in sight, and then he fell on his back.

In the afternoon light, dark clouds rolled forward with the wind. Horses chased the humans who turned to run away. Some people raised weapons in the air, and a faint cold light flashed.

……

Red Rabbit's fiery red mane was bouncing up and down, and as its long neck rose and fell, it was constantly breathing hot and thick breath. On the horse, Lu Bu waved his arms frequently, and people kept breaking into two parts after a cold light, and the remains of the body were broken. The flaming red horse was thrown all the way behind, and was trampled to pieces by the cavalry that followed.

"Block him!"

Jing Zhong looked back in shock. If his arm was intact, he would still have the courage to step forward and give him a blow. However, at this time, one arm was disabled. Whether it was a skilled general or a strong soldier behind him, he was facing that direction. The Tian Hua Ji fell down all of a sudden. This situation was really frightening, so we could only keep shouting to let others come forward.

The horseback soldiers who were stunned by the cavalry raid around them heard the shouts of their own Jiedushi, and instinctively turned around. Then the whistling halberd was snapped, and flew out like tatters. The war horses were stabbed by the people behind, and a miserable neighing sound was heard.

The fiery red figure was still galloping ahead of the cavalry group, getting closer and closer...

"A thief who is a wife has the ability to line up and fight——"

Jing Zhong was being chased in despair. He had four thousand troops in his unit. He was caught off guard and was chased like a sheep without being able to fight back from the beginning to the end. Those infantry who ran on two legs died. I don’t know how many.

"OK--"

Lu Bu's voice reached Jing Zhong's ears, and the desperate man was overjoyed when he heard a voice from behind that seemed to be saying in his ear: "Stop, I'll let you form a formation."

The smile that was about to bloom on Jing Zhong's face froze, and he turned around to see that the fiery red-haired horse's head had reached behind his horse's butt, and Fang Tian's painted halberd was enlarged in his sight.

"what--"

After all, Jing Zhong still had some foundation in martial arts. He swung his protective sword and raised it at an angle. The blade hit the edge of Fang Tian's painted halberd. Sparks flew out for a moment. There was severe pain in the tiger's mouth. He fell down at an accelerated speed and landed on the ground with a clang.

puff--

The halberd blade passed over their wrists, and a bloody hand flew up from before their eyes.

"my hand--"

Jing Zhong screamed in pain, and the tip of the halberd that was hanging there was raised suddenly, and with the sound of howling wind, it was stabbed directly into Jing Zhong's side. Lu Bu exhaled "Hey--" and used both arms to force the sword. Lifting it into the air, the figure on the painted halberd danced and danced. The painted halberd swung to the side and immediately fell to the ground and turned into a rolling gourd.

From behind, Yu Cheng, who was following, pulled the reins of the horse. The horse stepped sideways, and the horse's hoofs were stepping on Jing Zhong's waist. With a muffled cry of "Uh--", Jing Zhong raised his head, and the horse followed. He stepped on his back and trampled the man down again. Then more and more war horses ran by and trampled the man into a pulp.

"Go up and kill these people!"

Lu Bu raised his halberd and shouted loudly. The chaotic fighting sound was drowned out by the vibrating sound of horse hooves. When the sky began to dim, the killing gradually stopped. The air was filled with the rich smell of blood. The ownerless war horse bowed his head and died. The owner couldn't help but scream. (End of chapter)