Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

"Hurry up, we are almost at the top...this broken mountain...when did it get this high? I will be exhausted."

"General, you must be tired from climbing a mountain wearing a suit of armor."

"I'm old. Ten years ago... I would have carried a suit of armor again... and an iron spear would have no problem going up the mountain."

There were sounds of voices coming from the mountain road. Han Shizhong and his four companions looked at him, their eyes flashed, they raised their hands and gestured at them, and they quickly backed away with their bodies hunched over.

It was also the people below who were talking. They were distracted and did not listen to the noise above. The people who retreated to the top of the cliff looked at Han Shizhong with serious eyes.

"It's easy to get up from this broken ground..." Han Shizhong took off his bow and handed it to the more proficient one among his colleagues next to him, and then put down the quiver: "In a while, you throw stones as hard as you can, and try to entangle them. I'll leave it to the Sa family."

The four of them looked at each other, licked their lips that were dry due to nervousness, and nodded: "Just go ahead, captain, and leave the rest to us."

Then the three of them turned around and ran to collect the scattered stones. However, the conditions were limited after all. They all moved in from the size of a chicken to the size of a human head. The only remaining person took out the arrow and put it on the bow string to adapt to the long bow in his hand.

Han Shizhong didn't bother to correct their names at this time. He just looked at the gradually visible figure below and slowly held the horizontal sword and sheath in his left hand, lowering his body slightly.

"get ready……"

He said.

Some people stood up with their bows drawn, while others held stones in throwing gestures.

The mountain wind blew, and among the rustling leaves, a black figure rushed down quickly with the purest murderous intent.

click -

The thumb is pushed forward, and the knife jaw is exposed.

……

Fatigue, breathlessness.

Duola bent over and climbed towards the top of the cliff covered in sweat. The sweat flowed down his temples, flowed along his skin into his beard, and dripped down his short, inch-long beard.

If I had known better, I would have taken off my armor...

Looking at the young guards in front and beside him who had rosy faces and were panting slightly but still full of energy, he was also stubborn and refused to admit defeat. He held on hard and did not call for rest. He just climbed up to this point.

Coming……

Panting heavily, he looked ahead, then lowered his head, raised his lead-like legs and took a step forward. Dora even felt that he was getting used to being so tired, and...

We are almost reaching the top and can finally rest.

Thinking like this, my body has more energy.

"who!"

"what--"

"You are affectionate...ah——"

"Enemy attack——"

Scoops and screams sounded at the same time. Duola stopped and raised his head in shock. The guard in front was shot into the chest by an arrow and fell to the ground. Some people were squatting on the ground with their heads covered.

In the chaotic scene, a figure was running down quickly. Before he could see it clearly, the man put his feet back, dwarfed his body, and while sliding down by inertia, he waved his right hand and made a roar, as if he was practicing one after another. White light flashed out from the sheath, and half of the body of the guard on the left side in front of him was swept by the light. Then he let out a shrill scream, and his upper and lower bodies separated. They fell to the ground front and back with frightened faces. The half of the body that was not extinguished immediately was still there. Crawling on the ground.

When he raised his head again, a scabbard flew towards him and hit his face with a bang. He covered his eyes with an "Ah-", and Duola fell backwards after being hit.

"Death -" Han Shizhong cut one person in half with his sword. Unable to stop due to the inertia, he simply threw the sword out of the scabbard without looking at who it was thrown to. He held the sword in both hands and used the momentum to exert force with the soles of his feet. He straightened his body and struck with a sword. It struck the collarbone of a person behind him and broke five ribs in a row under the force of the force. Finally, the person gained control of his inertia and then stepped out with his kick, kicking the dead body away. He rolled past the stabbing spear and waved his hand, several times. A scream rang out, and the guard, who was missing half of his leg, fell to the ground miserably, wailing and rolling while holding his half-broken leg. The blood was spilled on the field as it was turned, and the smell of rust filled the air.

"He is alone, don't be afraid!"

"There is a companion on the mountain! Send a few of them over!"

"Surround... um——"

The sudden turn of events did not make these guards at a loss. They all drew their swords and shot at them. Some of them turned around and climbed up. They were shot by arrows and fell to the ground after struggling.

"Come on, the Dangsa family is afraid of you!"

Han Shizhong's eyes were wide open, but his body was as slippery as a fish, and his hands were swimming in the gap between the blade and the tip of the gun. From time to time, he blocked the piercing blades. The sound of metal colliding with each other was endless, and he was tearing away while he was swimming. , seeing the gap, he immediately swung his knife, and the light of the knife tore through the armor, flesh, and blood. Blood and stumps flew into the air. Some unlucky ones were cut into the neck with the knife. With great force, their heads spurted into the air along with the hot blood in their chests.

"Protect the general!"

In an instant, more than half of the guards were casualties. The injured soldiers who lost their legs and arms lay on the ground and could see clearly. The ruffian opposite with a straight knife was skilled in martial arts and had rich experience in fighting. He suddenly shouted loudly.

Han Shizhong suddenly narrowed his eyes, pushed away the guard and stabbed him, turned around and ran down a few steps, then turned back and shot upward.

"Hurry and catch him! He is going to the general!"

However, he woke up too late. Duo La's eye was hit hard by the scabbard. He was in agony. He was rolling on the ground. He didn't know if he was blind. He couldn't pay attention to what was happening around him. Han Shizhong was so agile and agile that the living guards watched helplessly. He followed him around in a circle and ran to the back. The sword in his hand flashed, and a piece of flesh flew away from the body.

"Ah - who cut off my legs! Ah - ah -"

Duo La was turning his body with his eyes closed when he suddenly felt a pain in his leg, and his screams became even louder. Then his body did not dare to move due to the severe pain, but his eyes were hurting, and he screamed on the mountain road while leaning on his back. Keep moving.

Han Shizhong swung his sword, and blood stains fell to the ground. Looking at the enemy general who was bouncing like a fish, the corner of his mouth curled up: "Today——"

He took a step forward, raised the long knife, and the sun shone on the blade, making it dazzling.

"Everyone—"

The knife wind roared and struck hard.

"Don't even think about leaving!"

Blood flowers bloomed in the crowd, and several screams were mixed with the sound of broken weapons. The gun head spun several times in the air, then fell and stuck into the soil.

Next to him, the owner who was still staring blankly looked at the picture reflected on the bright gun head——

Someone wields a knife,

Someone died.

Not long after, on the cliff where silence had returned, several figures lifted up the enemy general whose thigh was missing and hurried back.

……

As the sun sets to the west, it's past noon, and the temperature is gradually becoming more comfortable.

The cavalrymen who charged in the middle of the night have rested well. The soldiers who have had lunch have put away their tableware and are checking their weapons. They may follow the emperor to surprise the enemy, so they must ensure that they are placed in the most advantageous position.

At the Central Military Department, Gao Yongchang listened to the news from the scouts and had a certain understanding of the distance and number of Lu Bu's army's vanguard. He looked up at the late morning sky and couldn't help but feel anxious.

Soon, the sound of horse hoofbeats was heard in front. The Emperor of Dayuan hurriedly stood up and looked around. He saw that the guards who had gone out with Duo La several mornings were running back. Behind them were dozens of empty horses, but there was no familiar figure. Come into view.

"Where is my...general?!" (End of Chapter)