Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Chapter 527 Jian'an City
Countless figures in armor swayed on the wall, holding up their shields to block the falling arrows. Some screamed and lay on the ground, while others fell forward and fell down the wall. Blood flowed on the ground, and the shouts of fighting boiled in the sunshine. Next, the figure holding a horizontal knife chopped off the spear head and rushed forward, and the sound of fierce metal collision was heard.

The siege extended for several miles. Lu Bu's soldiers in black armor climbed up the four-foot-high earthen city. Arrows staggered with each other, piercing into shields and human bodies. Under the city, rows of archers were also attacking with swords and shields. Under cover, they kept firing their bows and arrows upwards. The arrows thrown into the city were blocked by people with shields. Occasionally, a greedy archer showed his figure on the city wall, and then he was nailed into the body by arrows. Those who raised their shields The figure hurriedly ran over and held up the shield at an angle to drag the injured companion away, and then someone stepped in to replace him.

The cold wind mixed with the smell of blood lingered on the tip of the nose. On the wall where the fighting was taking place, the arm of the guard holding the spear trembled slightly. He breathed out the hot white air and unconsciously licked his chapped lips. Looking forward, he saw an arrow being thrown up. He tilted his head and shot past his face, nailing it between the bluestones behind him.

The black sea of ​​people never stopped and continued to attack. At a certain moment, a figure holding a pair of hammers climbed onto the city wall. The guard held a gun and faced it. He just stood firm on the other side and then raised his hand to swing the hammer.

bang——

The spear flew into the air at an even faster speed, and then a deafening "Kill!" was heard. A black round shadow enlarged in the sight, and the head shattered with a pop, and red and white things splashed all over the people next to him.

"Push me!"

The figure that climbed up later stood behind Di Lei, roared loudly, and followed the figure holding two hammers in front of him to kill forward. The archer on the opposite side tried to fire a few arrows but was blocked by the figure holding a shield, and then gave up. With a long bow, he drew his sword and rushed forward.

The blood, the light of swords, and the fighting of human figures are entangled together, and the color of the ink is gradually blurring.

……

"Stop, don't go to the streets during wartime!"

“I don’t want to go back to death!”

A dozen soldiers holding long spears were walking on the street. When they saw hundreds of people approaching from behind, they took a breath of air and turned around, pointing the tip of their spears at the tall and thin figure in front of them.

choke--

"Don't worry about anything else..." Heng Dao was unsheathed, letting out a soft cry of the sword. Niu Wenzhong's steps gradually quickened: "Run over them and go straight to the city gate!"

As soon as the words fell, two long legs stepped out quickly and ran wildly. More than 400 horse bandits followed closely behind. Du Lisan and Tang Erhu, who were military scouts, took out the flying axes fastened to their waists and pointed them at the people in front of them. The Liao soldiers threw it out.

"Have……"

puff-

There were two muffled sounds, the curved ax blade was embedded in the forehead, and blood flowed down the bridge of the nose. The two spearmen looked at the ax in their sights like cross-eyes, and the bodies fell backward.

"Rebels! It's rebels!"

"Shoot the arrow quickly!"

"Let's go! They're coming to kill..."

Amid the flurry of words, the group of Liao soldiers hurriedly turned around and ran away. Some people fired loud arrows in panic, but the direction of the arrows was deflected to one side.

The charging figure stretched towards the south gate. The city wall above carried countless soldiers from both sides. During the crazy fighting, people fell down from time to time in the swaying figures. Human corpses were spread out on the wide city wall road, with blood flowing freely, stained. The corners of the city wall were red.

At the city gate below, a terrifying crash sounded, causing the sharp chirping of the arrows to continue intermittently. It was not that obvious. A battalion of soldiers inside the city gate struggled to resist the city gate amidst the hoarse roar of the commander. Behind them, there was another battalion of soldiers waiting in formation, ready to step forward to replace them at any time, or to step forward to fight after the city gate was breached. squeak--

An arrow flew with a sharp sound. A Liao soldier from the rear turned back in confusion. There seemed to be figures shaking in his sight. When he turned around to look, he saw several figures appearing on the street behind him. Look at what they were wearing. They must be colleagues on patrol. Another figure in black armor ran out from behind the street corner they ran through. Then ten, dozens, or hundreds of figures chased after them densely. From time to time, someone threw a sharp weapon to kill the person in front. on the spot.

"Enemy... enemy attack! There are thieves in the rear!"

The panicked shouts were almost broken. The soldiers who were listening turned around, and there was a sudden uproar. The commander standing in the middle suddenly shouted: "We can't let this group of rebels come over. The rear team moves to the front, kill!"

The Liao soldiers immediately turned around, and the figure holding the bow opened the bow forward to draw the arrow, and the arrows flew back like locusts. The figure on the opposite side held up a simple wooden shield, and continued to run forward amidst the crackling sound. , occasionally arrows penetrated the shield and hit the human body, and screams resounded in the city.

"kill--"

Niu Wenzhong swung his sword to knock away an incoming arrow. He watched the archer in front of him pull out his short sword and slash at him. He grinned strangely, and his tall and thin body exploded with great force, cutting away the incoming blade. He wiped the opponent's neck with a knife and roared: "Come forward together, the city gate is right in front of you!"

"kill--"

"Follow big brother!"

Zhang Xiang, Cao Hong, Shi Xun and others from behind screamed and slammed into each other desperately. The sound of the blade entering flesh reached its peak in an instant, and dark red liquid flowed from behind the blood-stained door.

……

boom--

The battering ram hit the city gate, stirring up a burst of dust and splattering a few pieces of wood in the air. Then the thick wood was pulled back by the strong man, and was knocked forward fiercely. Boom——

"Go away! Let Sajia come!"

Lu Zhishen held the iron shield and held the Zen staff, blocking the stones thrown from time to time. Looking at the unchanged city gate, he could no longer bear it. He stepped forward and pushed a man away. He stepped forward and grabbed the rope that hit the wood. He punched forward fiercely.

boom--

"Come again——"

Amidst the shouting, the cowhide-covered crash cart made a crackling sound. The bounced stones piled up around the cart. The crash logs with the sound of wind and thunder were still bombarding the city gate. At a certain moment, half of the city gate finally opened. Unable to withstand it, the door shaft groaned, and a crackling sound was heard. The thick and wide city gate began to tilt, and began to tilt and twist with a creaking sound.

"Hahaha——" Lu Zhishen laughed loudly, veins popped out in his fat arms, and he led two rows of eight strong men in front to slam the wood forward: "Open it to Sajia!"

thump—

The city gate suddenly fell down, and the Liao soldiers who had no time to retreat were pressed below, revealing a chaotic scene of fighting behind the gate. Lu Zhishen was stunned at first, and then overjoyed. He stretched out his foot to pick up the Zen staff on the ground, and held it: "Follow Sajia." rush!"

On this day, the poorly defended Jian'an City was breached, and the prefect committed suicide in the government office. At this point, the line from Zhenhai Prefecture to Yaozhou was captured by Lu Bu's army, and the south side of Liaoyang Prefecture was cut into two parts.

(End of this chapter)