Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Chapter 461

Horse hooves whirled across the field, their monotonous sound blending into the loud noise and footsteps.

Sun Li's cheeks were covered with sweat, and the pain revived Sick Yuchi's senses. He gradually heard the sounds erupting around him. He was surrounded by fleeing figures. The clashes that occasionally broke out in the chaos were filled with the sounds of weapons and fighting cries. The sound was heard, and then only the frightened screams of escape and the shouts of pursuit were left.

Groups of infantrymen cut in from both sides with extremely sharp blades, tearing the already chaotic team into pieces, and then figures wearing black leather armor chased and chopped down the fleeing officers and soldiers.

A large number of Sanzhou sergeants wearing crimson uniforms were massacred, and their bodies continued to fall on the road in the direction of escape. Sun Li looked around blankly, his eyes full of running sergeants and chasing Liangshan soldiers, and the familiar faces of the generals were gone. The officers and soldiers, who had no one to organize a counterattack, just followed the front and ran out.

While escaping, the wound on his arm became more and more painful, and his ears were filled with buzzing sounds. Sun Li ran to nowhere with the bamboo steel whip intact in his hand. Under the sky, Chen Yun, who was reining in his horse and chasing after him, roared angrily, all the way. Waving the green dragon halberd in his hand in an angry manner, no one of the former fleeing sergeants wanted to resist. They just stepped up their pace and moved towards the companions beside them, not turning back despite the shrill screams behind them.

A little further away, Shan Shiqi and Dong Xian, who were also searching for the officers and generals who were fighting, took a roundabout way and killed them. Under the dimming sunlight, thick blood was dripping from the swords in their hands. Their faces and armors His body was covered with splattered blood. Seeing Sun Li fleeing on horseback, his eyes lit up, and they all chased after him, hoping to take the credit.

Further back, Zhao Li brandished a spear and forced the fleeing people to kneel down. The shouts of "surrender or not -" resounded among the hills.

Wei Chi, who was galloping at full speed, pretended not to hear anything and kept driving forward. In front of and behind him, people gradually stopped.

……

"Damn it... I lost so quickly. I have no interest in fighting anymore."

The flying peach blossoms fell on the big axe. He reached out to hold the iron helmet on the armrest, and looked at the fighting below with some boredom: "Brothers Jiang Jing and Tao Zongwang also dug a few ditches in front to burn people. , it can be saved this time.”

Several soldiers looked at each other, with a smile on their lips. The big man in front stopped with a big ax in his hand: "I ordered Liu Yuan not to hide and wait for the fire to be set. Rush forward and stop the fleeing people in front. Catch as many as you can." No matter how much, don’t let everyone run away.”

"Yes."

The soldier who was delivering the order responded, and a dozen figures took out their horns and puffed up their cheeks to blow.

Wuwuwu——

"It's our turn."

The figure crouching on the hill in front stood up, picked up the tiger-tooth knife and flew onto the war horse: "The official army at the foot of the mountain has been defeated. If you take more prisoners in this battle, everyone will be rewarded if you go back!"

"Oh--"

The swords and guns were shining in the sun. He put away his long bow and fired the arrows. Looking at Liu Yuan on the horse in front and Pan Zhong who was also mounted with a spear, he took a sudden step to follow, and new dust was rising.

Below, defeated troops were rushing in panic. Those who thought they could escape from the battlefield were slammed into the side. People kept being chopped to the ground by this new force. Those who lost their blood and courage just wanted to hide behind others. , when the footsteps stopped, there was the sound of horse hooves, the sword light flashed across the neck, and blood spurted out.

Liu Yuan and Pan Zhong, who cut into the fleeing team, looked bored at the dodging enemies. They killed several people in succession to clear a space, then stopped their swords and retracted their guns, shouting: "Surrender or not kill——"

In sight, many officers and soldiers threw away their weapons and squatted down in despair.

Upon seeing this, Youdu Tou kept pushing and pointing: "Those who have thrown away their weapons should stand on the left side. The men on horseback over there...stop, stop!"

In the exclamation, Sun Li jumped on his horse and ran. With a whip, he knocked down the village soldiers who tried to intercept him, knocked away the people who came to support him, and then ran away with his horse.

"How dare you pinch the bird!"

Seeing this, Liu Yuan and Pan Zhong were furious and quickly chased forward on horseback. However, there was someone in front of them blocking the way. When they pushed the person aside, the sick Yuchi did not stop for a while but had already run some distance away. When the two saw this, they took their bows at the same time. Hand, aiming at the former, he suddenly let go. Whoosh——

whoosh-

The two arrows fell forward in an arc, one after the other. I heard a scream of "Ah——" in the distance, and watched the man with the arrow in the back lying on the horse and walking away in the saddle.

"Are you dead?" Amidst the sound of horse hooves, Liu Yuan drew his bow and looked at the figure with two arrows behind him and asked loudly.

"I don't know——"

Pan Zhong looked at the distance, put away his bow, and replied loudly: "It's just that the guy was hit by two arrows, which is quite serious!"

"Damn it!" Liu Yuan cursed bitterly and reined in his horse: "Don't give chase. There are many officers and soldiers behind us. Don't let a bunch of them run away just to catch a bird."

"makes sense."

Pan Zhong over there responded and also reined in the horses. The two horses swung their tails and turned restlessly in circles twice, and then headed back at the urging of their masters.

Under the dim light of the sky, the killing battlefield gradually became quiet. The officers and soldiers threw away their weapons and stood with their hands hanging, standing on the left side of the road, letting Liangshan's soldiers tie their hands.

Looking towards the back, he could see an unknown number of corpses lying on the ground. The exposed loess ground was stained dark brown, and people or war horses walked over leaving bloody footprints.

The strong black man led his guards to the edge of the battlefield. Looking at the wounded soldiers being carried to the roadside, he stopped walking. Zhu Jing, who was lying on the stretcher beside him, had already had his armor removed and was covering his head. He groaned at the injured area.

"But you're okay?" The burly body squatted down and stared at the young man: "Where is the injury?"

"Brother Qian..." Zhu Jing forced a smile, took a few breaths of cold air and said, "Ze Mo's ribs are broken... hiss, it hurts so much."

He looked him up and down, stretched out his hand to try it gently, and nodded: "Fortunately, it's not inserted into the internal organs, otherwise it would be a troublesome thing. Let the military doctor fix it for you later, and just rest for a while."

When Zhu Jing heard this, he smiled bitterly: "Now is the time for a war...seriously..."

"Haha, life is still important." He patted the opponent's leg with his big hand, and the black bear-like man stood up. As the sunset came over, Zhu Jing couldn't open his eyes for a moment. He only heard the sad voice on the other side: "Dead, that's all. There’s nothing left…”

"Come on." He gently kicked Zhu Jing's leg, then turned around and said, "I want to go up to the front to take a look, you should rest first."

The sunlight continued to weaken, and the moment the torch was lit, the smaller number of strongmen began to push forward the prisoners who were nearly twice their size.

The dejected crimson figure did not think of resisting, but obeyed the instructions and moved forward obediently.

At the same time, Sun Li, who was lying on the saddle and escaping, struggled to open his eyes. In his sight, he vaguely looked at a simple farmhouse, then lowered his head and passed out.

puff-

The heavy body slid off the horse, and there was light shining through the window paper.

　My daughter has a fever again, /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~, alas. . . . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)