Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

"Brother, those three birds seem quite unconvinced."

Huang Shijun, who was sitting cross-legged, curled his lips and tapped his thumb on the back: "I was nagging along the way, which made the brothers quite irritable."

"Then Guan Sheng is like that?" Lu Bu raised his eyebrows, and there was something different on Lu Bu's face. He didn't talk much.

When others looked at their leader, they always felt that he looked like he wanted to hear gossip.

Huang Shijun shook his head to get rid of the thoughts in his mind: "That guy is silent, but his expression is so arrogant that it makes people uncomfortable to look at him. Only the ugly one among them chatters incessantly, showing that ugly people can cause trouble."

Lu Bu sat back, thinking to himself that there was something to be said for people with exactly the same temperament, and said: "Ignore them, let everyone have a good rest tonight. Their food routes have been cut off, and now only a large reserve of food is not enough to cope with the high intensity." In the offensive, the commander of the Song army will definitely respond before the food is exhausted."

While everyone was listening, Lu Bu picked up a branch and stirred the bonfire. The flames in the air rose a little, and his handsome face was a little cold: "Let the scouts keep an eye on Yuncheng and Shouzhang. Once the food and grass are shipped out, they will be killed." Burn it back."

Bonfires swayed, and war horses neighed in the night sky.

……

In the woods farther away, a bonfire was burning in front of the bluestone, and the area around it was brightly visible. Two figures stood facing each other. Lei Heng spread the wound medicine on the opposite side, tore open his middle coat and bandaged Zhu Tong's injury.

"Thank you so much, Brother Zhu Dian, for coming to the rescue this time, otherwise I, Lao Lei, would have been destined to die on the roadside."

"What you're talking about is that you and I have known each other for a long time, how can we ignore the crisis." Zhu Tong's rosy face was a little pale. He shook his head when he heard this, watched Lei Heng wrap up his arm, blinked and said: " It’s your turn, brother, to help you.”

"..."

Wiping the cold sweat on his face, the winged tiger's pale face turned a little red. After a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth and lay on the smooth bluestone next to him: "Please, Brother Zhu." He picked up a piece of wood and bit it in his mouth.

On his butt, an arrow trembled for a moment. Zhu Tong did not hesitate, stepped forward and cut off the shaft of the arrow with a knife, then cut Lei Heng's trousers, put the knife on the fire to roast it, and said Saying: "Be patient."

The knife cut into the center of the arrow, and blood spurted out. Lei Heng screamed "wuwuwu——" after a long time, he took out the arrow cluster, sprinkled the wound with medicine, bandaged the wound, and looked at Lei Heng. He lay there with his sore limbs groaning, and Zhu Tong apologized: "I have never dealt with arrow wounds before, so I am quite unfamiliar, but I have made Brother Lei suffer."

Lei Heng raised his hand and waved to indicate that it was okay. Zhu Tong also wiped his sweat and sat on the ground by the fire. After all, he was also an injured person. He was also extremely tired at this time. He took out a piece of dry food and ate it silently.

After a while, Lei Heng stood up, his purple face a little pale, and said tremblingly: "Now that we have lost our food, what should you and I do?"

Zhu Tong was silent for a long time and sighed: "In my opinion, it is better for you and me to return to the county government office."

"How...how...say? Losing food and grass...is a big...sin."

Zhu Tong looked up at Lei Heng, who was weak, and shook his head: "You and I are just helping to manage the corvee laborers. Our duty is not to protect the grain and grass. If you want to settle accounts, you should go to the grain security officer named Jing to settle the accounts. What does it have to do with you and me?" ?”

Lei Heng's eyes lit up, but he was still hesitant: "What about Liangshan..."

"Leave it to the county magistrate to make the decision."

The man whose face was still a little red said calmly, but generally he could guess what the county magistrate would do.

... In the army camp, the two flags of "Song" and "Liu" were wavering and unfurling. The smell of golden sore medicine floated in the air. There were faint moans coming from the rear, and many people were suppressing their voices and crying.

Some soldiers dragged away the dead bodies and covered the blood on the ground with sand. Last night, many fighting soldiers suddenly woke up and shouted in their sleep. Those who could be restrained survived, while some crazy people just to kill.

In the middle tent, Liu Yanqing was not wearing any armor and was wearing only a regular uniform, sitting across from several leading generals. The depressive atmosphere spread in the tent, and someone was patting the table and talking.

"Commander Jie, this Liangshan is not like ordinary thieves. It is very difficult to deal with. If the siege equipment is not in place, please forgive me for not being able to continue attacking the stronghold. I can't let my son's life fill the bottomless pit."

"What Lao'er Xiang said is absolutely true, Commander-in-Chief, our subordinates also suffered heavy casualties. It seems impossible to conquer the traitor's stronghold with only a simple wooden ladder."

"I know." Liu Yanqing looked around at several gray-haired Jiedu envoys, with a wry smile on his lips, and said: "I have ordered people to work on the siege equipment overnight, but most of the parts have been used up. It will take some time to mobilize again, and I have already sent letters to several cities to have them shipped as soon as possible for the use of the army. "

Several veterans looked at each other, and Wang Wende said: "Jie Shuai, since you are so tired, why don't we retreat and take a rest?"

"No." Liu Yanqing stood up and walked out from behind the table: "Now is the time to intimidate the thieves. Wouldn't retreating now make the thieves think that we are afraid? Just nail them here and let them watch us destroy them. determination."

Several veterans looked a little ugly, but Gao Shixuan and Zhai Jin stood up and clasped their fists and responded loudly. These veterans reluctantly stood up and responded.

Liu Yanqing looked at the worried expressions on the faces of the others and said, "It's not that I want to show off my strength for a while, but you veteran generals should know that we are the face of the imperial court. If we retreat like this, the thieves will become arrogant and the morale of our subordinates will also drop." Quite a few. When the time comes, can you guarantee that your subordinates will still be as willing to fight as they are today?"

Several old military envoys looked at each other without speaking.

Liu Yanqing knew the shortcomings of the imperial army, so he quickly said: "Of course I have been tired from the recent battles, and after that, I will definitely give rewards to all the troops. Please rest assured, veteran generals."

The old men grunted and agreed, and the head coach encouraged them a few more words, and then they left the camp.

The sky was bright, and there were people and horses walking around the military camp all the time. However, compared to the vigorous and vigorous appearance at the beginning, the sergeant looked a little dull at this time.

"Commander Jie must be hiding something." Xiang Yuanzhen rubbed his ugly face and snorted: "I don't know what's going on in my heart if I'm so unwilling to retreat."

Mei Zhan shook his head: "But what he said is a bit true. If you withdraw and attack again, I am afraid that your soldiers and I will no longer have the will to fight."

"Never mind." Wang Wende snorted: "Anyway, it's not your or my money that is being wasted here. Just stay here and there will be no progress. Let's see how he explains to the court."

"I'm afraid there's a concubine standing behind me, but it's all right." Xiang Yuanzhen snorted angrily and looked at Yang Wen, who was silent: "Yang Laohu, do you think so?"

Yang Wen was silent for a while, looked up at the blue sky with white clouds, and said softly: "I have always had a question..."

"what?"

There was some hesitation in moving forward. The old roadblock looked at the three old guys: "Where is that passerby from Dengzhou? The commander-in-chief hasn't said anything until now..."

The figure slowed down, and birds flew across the sky. (End of chapter)