Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

The sky is bright.

The two big knives collided, and sparks jumped from the clashing blades. The fierce-looking gangster on the side howled excitedly, waving his sword and gun to encourage the two people on the field.

"I've gained some skills."

The two horses passed each other, and the two long-stemmed swords did not retreat. The three-pointed two-edged sword pushed against the big sword and pulled out a series of flames. The blades began to separate, and a "clang--" trembled.

Lifting the reins and turning around, Niu Wenzhong waved his arm and slashed at the man with his sword again. With a roaring sound, the blade of the sword flashed with light.

The man clamped the horse's belly, suddenly jumped forward to let the blade pass, and the big knife was raised horizontally to cut into the chest and abdomen of the iron dragonfly on the opposite side.

"Drink..." Niu Wenzhong exhaled loudly. He made a mistake with his hands, and used the knife pole to forcefully carry the knife. With both arms, he pushed the opponent's big knife away.

Immediately, the man suddenly lost his center of gravity and couldn't help but lean back. Niu Wenzhong took the opportunity to rein in his horse and chased after him. The man got up in a hurry, but it was not as fast as the iron dragonfly. He sat up straight and raised his ears. The sound of the hitting horse's hooves was already very close at hand, and a bright brilliance lit up in the peripheral vision, and it slapped between his waist and ribs. The huge force immediately made him fly out, and he fell to the ground and turned into a rolling gourd.

Dedede——

The flying horse's hooves slowed down as the owner tightened the reins. The horse's hooves were walking in front of the lying man. The light reflected from the hanging three-pointed two-edged knife due to the angle shone on the man's face. This He stood up and took a look, then relaxed and lay down on the ground: "Brother is still so powerful..."

"You have grown up too." Niu Wenzhong smiled, reined in his horse and jumped off. He raised his hand and pushed down, "嚓——" The three-pointed two-edged knife was inserted into the ground, and then the iron dragonfly walked over and crossed its legs. Sitting in front of his former subordinate: "How? Keep following me, our brothers will once again gallop in the land of Liaodong."

The man looked at the blue sky in trance, and said hoarsely for a while: "Didn't you say that Liaodong is too small to accommodate you?"

Niu Wenzhong simply leaned back with his hands and looked up at the sky: "Yes, but only after going out once did you realize how big the world is. Liaodong is indeed too small..."

After a pause, he repeated again: "Too small..."

The wind blew, bringing the smell of grass into the noses of the two of them. The dozen horse bandits on the side looked at each other and couldn't figure out what the two people were doing, but Zhimo couldn't fight. , one by one, they dismounted and looked over there, whispering to each other.

I don’t know how long it took, but at a certain moment Niu Wenzhong suddenly said, "So -", stood up with all his strength, and looked at the old brother on the ground: "This time I come here, I want to make Liaodong bigger, Zhang Xiang, there is Not interested?"

The figure on the ground moved, sat up suddenly, and exhaled: "That's all, we have big fists, and besides, I have never complained about my eldest brother."

He stood up on his knees and looked at Niu Wenzhong: "Brother, tell me, what's the next step?"

"There's no rush." ​​Niu Wenzhong squinted his eyes and looked into the depths of the wilderness: "We'll build up our strength first, and one day we'll have a chance."

Zhang Xiang's voice was a little excited: "Then go find Cao Hong. That guy also has a lot of thieves."

The wind blew across the field, and the tops of the grass were so suppressed that they lowered their heads. The sound of running horses' hooves sounded and gradually faded away.

……

In the fifth year of Tianqing, in Mengqiu, the weather is hot.

A new force is rising in Liaoyang Mansion. A man named Liu Yun relies on his excellent martial arts to subdue idlers and gangsters one by one, and gradually captures these people who are regarded as pests in the city. There is a disturbance in Liaoyang Mansion. Basically can't escape his ears.

In the same Liaoyang Mansion, Cao Zheng's hotel became more and more prosperous with his good cooking skills, and more and more luxuriously dressed guests came and went. The operator, who was not aiming to make money, immediately expanded the store, attracting more guests. Many officials and dignitaries looked sideways. Along the coast, from Fuzhou to Shenzhou in the interior, a group of horse bandits was gradually growing in strength. They robbed merchants and plundered horses and property. They caused a great deal of noise for a while, but then they came and went like the wind, causing trouble to the government. It is called a gust of wind among the people.

bang——

"waste!"

Xiao Baoxian, who was wearing a round-neck robe and a tight waist, stared at the person in front of him fiercely. Only the scalp with some hair on the left and right sides was faintly red: "You have been chasing me for half a month and you are telling me that you can't catch up?"

The Khitan man below, who was wearing official uniform, was crying: "It's not my fault that Xiao stayed behind. The opponents are all riding horses, and they are alert. They will disappear at the slightest sign of trouble. We only have a dozen horses. This ...I can’t catch up.”

Xiao Bao first took two steps back and forth with his hands behind his back. The Khitan man did not dare to speak. He just looked at him furtively. Seeing Tokyo Liubei suddenly stop, he pointed at him and asked, "How many robbers has the other party done now?"

"Well..." After uttering a syllable, the man with his head lowered looked embarrassed, and Qiqi Aiai said: "About... maybe... maybe one, two, or three hundred riders..."

"About? Maybe? Maybe? One, two, three hundred?" Xiao Baoxian raised his eyebrows, walked over, grabbed the other person's collar, and lifted him up with both arms: "What do you mean, you are so busy? It took so long and so many resources of the court were wasted, but in the end you didn’t even know how many people there were on the other side?”

The spittle sprayed on his face with bad breath, but the man did not dare to wipe it with his hands. He just reluctantly said: "Stay behind and calm down. In fact, the other party is like a gust of wind. He robbed things and ran away. He didn't stay long and watched. The official turned around and ran away, this..."

Xiao Bao smiled awkwardly. He was so angry that he put the person down, pushed him aside, turned around, took two steps, and repeated: "Trash! Really trash!"

The man took the opportunity to wipe his face quickly and lowered his hands to listen to the reprimand.

Xiao Bao walked back and forth first, then turned around to see that he was energetic, and waved his hand: "Get out!"

The man, Rumeng Dashe, quickly retreated. Xiao Baoxian's chest rose and fell violently. After a while, he slowly calmed down. He touched his chin and thought for a while, then shouted loudly: "Here comes someone!"

Soldiers on duty quickly came in outside the door: "Go to the military camp outside the city and call Gao Yongchang quickly."

"Yes."

The figure turned back and walked away.

……

The salty sea breeze blew, and Deng Fei, who was not very tall, walked out of the cabin, stretched lazily, and looked up at the dazzling sunshine. He couldn't help but use his hands to provide shade, and heard the sound of seagulls chirping in his ears.

"Finally we're almost there." He breathed out and looked at the mainland with a black line in the distance with red eyes. Even though he had traveled through Liaodong twice, the man on the land still felt that the boat was a little suffocating and shaking.

"Brother Deng Fei." A bold voice came from behind. Li Bao walked up with his chest open, revealing his tanned skin: "It's the same as usual this time. Will you come to pick him up in two months?"

Deng Fei looked back and nodded, then put down his hand covering his eyebrows and said, "In just two months, I still have to go to the Jurchen tribe and negotiate the price." He shrugged: "It probably won't be soon."

"That's done, I'll go and tell my subordinates to prepare to get off the ship to buy some fruits, vegetables and fresh water." Li Bao was also a person who ran past here. He came over to hear the news just to know what was going on, and then turned around and headed towards the cabin.

Deng Fei was left standing on the deck with his arms akimbo, and then he stepped onto the bow of the ship, looking at the increasingly clear continent, and groaned: "Liaodong..." (End of Chapter)