Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

The clouds were changing shapes on the horizon. Several sturdy figures were sitting in the Huanglong Palace, drinking spicy wine while listening to the impassioned speeches made by the people in the hall.

"...the Khitans expropriated people in Liaodong and forced all ethnic groups to pay tribute. The envoys who came to trade were even more arrogant and rude, buying and selling by force, selling their wives and daughters in silver, and the nobles even wanted to pay tribute to Hai Dongqing and Dongzhu, so that every year Many tribesmen died.”

"How can such an unjust king and an unkind country convince the people under its rule? Our king of the Yuan Dynasty is incompetent and is willing to raise an army to attack the violent Liao Dynasty. However, our country has just been established and is weak. I sincerely request His Majesty the Emperor of the Jin Kingdom to go south to fight against the Liao Dynasty. Attack the Liao army to save the people of Liaodong from hanging upside down and save the people from water and fire."

The high-pitched voice resounded throughout the hall, and Laohe bowed to the ground in front of the stalwart middle-aged man at the head, and could not stand for a long time.

bang——

The copper wine bottle was slammed onto the table, and the young Jurchen man stood up: "You're right, the Khitan dog deserves to be killed. If you want to attack Liao later, I'll be the one to blame." He turned around and looked at the sturdy perfect man over there. Yan Agu beat and shouted: "Father, if we send out troops and let my children be the vanguard, we will definitely..."

He raised his broad palms in the air to stop his child's words, and his bear-tiger-like body sat upright slightly: "I understand the envoy's request. Please go to the side hall to rest first. I will consider your proposal."

Hearing this, Chaohe immediately became anxious: "But Your Majesty..."

"Come here!" The emperor of the Kingdom of Jin, who was sitting upright, ignored him at all. His majestic voice vibrated in the hall: "Take Dayuan's envoy down to rest. It's been a long journey. Let's talk after you rest."

The last two sentences were said by Piaohe. The minister of Dayuan had no choice but to come forward and thank him: "I obey the order."

Then he followed a burly guard out of the hall.

The young man who was standing saw the person walking out and suddenly said anxiously: "Father, why don't you agree to come down?"

"Xi Nilie, you should be called father." The big man sitting opposite had an expressionless face. He looked at the reckless young man, turned his head and raised his hands to Aguda above: "Brother, these Bohai people didn't tell the truth. Dayuan continued Xiao Han's slaves and Yelu Dezhong broke through the defense line and failed to attack Shenzhou. Later, Yelv Dezhong was beaten by Yelu Dezhong and fled south in panic. His situation was worrying. He might be using the help of the Jin Kingdom to slow down its external situation. "

"I know." Waving his arms vigorously, Wanyan Aguda squinted his eyes and looked at the sky outside the hall: "But it doesn't matter, all those who resist the Khitans are my allies of Dajin."

The sturdy figure stood up: "On the land of Liaodong, the Jurchen and Bohai people are the most numerous, and they have a common enemy. We should be one family."

"It's just a family, there must be priorities..." With a smile on his rather friendly face, Wanyan Aguda looked at his younger brother sitting over there: "Wu Qimai, Dayuan's difficult situation is more in line with my financial situation. In the interests of the country, you send more people to find out what is going on in the south. Recently, spies have reported that the Khitan people have made many changes, and they will definitely want to go south. This is also an opportunity for me to make a fortune. "

"Brother Imperial..." Wu Qimai hesitated and looked at Aguda's face that looked like the uncle next door: "How do you know that the Khitans are going south?"

Wanyan Aguda looked a little weird as he walked down the steps and walked slowly towards the door: "The Khitan people have lost the courage to fight against tigers and wolves in the cold winter to find food. Now they will only face beasts that are weaker than themselves."

Taking a breath of the spring breeze, the man who stepped out of the palace left behind a strong voice: "Our Kingdom of Jin is now a tiger and a wolf. How can the Khitans dare to face the bears and tigers at the time of their new defeat? He can only go south!"

……

The sky is getting brighter and the temperature is getting a little higher.

The spring breeze blew through the wilderness, and the uncared for grass rippled in circles, rushing into the distance. Between the green grass blades, sticky blood dripped and moistened into the black soil. Figures ran hastily, brilliant The skylight illuminated the pale faces of the Liao army scouts, and then some fell into the green sea.

A scream was heard on the horse, and then the figure who had been hit by the arrow lay down, hugging the horse's neck tightly to prevent himself from jolting down. With the remaining strength, he took out a sharp knife and stabbed the horse's butt with his backhand. Herod's horse screamed. The sound echoed in the wilderness, and the war horse ran three minutes faster.

For several days, Lu Bu's army and the Liao army's spies fought back and forth. In this warm season, blood was spilled on the fields. Looking down from a high place on this land, there were no pedestrians or caravans, only one team. A group of knights with strange movements would often encounter the opponent's scouts as soon as they came out of the woods, and they would engage in a fight. The loser would run away, while the winner would continue to investigate.

"That fellow Gao Yongchang is actually dead..."

"It's also a good thing. The enemies have changed from two to one. As long as their main force is defeated, the lost territory in the south can be recovered."

"The walls of Liaoyang Mansion are high and the city is strong. It is not that easy to break through."

"The state capitals occupied by the opponent are all on the coast. I heard that there is also a very powerful naval force. It may not be easier to travel by water than by land..."

"...be careful of the Jin Kingdom in the north and beware of its sudden move south."

In the Shenzhou Prefecture, Yelu Dezhong stood in front of the Kantu map, looking at the territory occupied by Lu Bu in the south and stroking his chin and thinking. The recent fighting among the scouts was no secret. The tension of the war stimulated everyone's nerves. Regarding the southern branch, Apart from fighting that man once a few years ago, the army actually didn't know much about him. On the contrary, it was not as good as Gao Yongchang, the traitor. He had all his abilities on the surface. If he wanted to fight, it would be much easier.

Under such distress, the three leaders of the Liao Army gathered in the government office in Shenzhou. Xiao Han's slaves and Zhang Lin were talking constantly. Yelv Dezhong, the coach, occasionally joined in, but most of the time he was talking. Listening in silence.

"By the way, the deputy commander of the East Route Army, Xiao Cuowo, had a big battle with Lu Thief. Some of his soldiers fled to Shenzhou. Why not call them in for questioning?"

"A group of people who are brave enough to be killed will most likely exaggerate the army of Lu thieves to escape their guilt."

"That's much better than today. The scouts can only detect that he is waiting to prepare for the war and go north, but it is difficult to accurately detect how many people there are."

"In the past month or so, this bandit's strength has already doubled. How can he still do it accurately?"

The two scribes looked calm. Although they had different opinions, they did not blush. They stopped talking and looked at the emperor's uncle who was thinking over there.

The hand that was touching his chin was put down, and he smoothed the braid that hung down on the side of his face. Yelv De looked at the two of them again and said, "Listen, the thief is very well guarded now. There are many soldiers patrolling the Liaoyang Mansion, so it's not easy to spy on the thief." Military reality.”

The two literati opposite looked at each other and nodded at the same time: "Since the commander-in-chief has made a decision, let's recruit someone to inquire."

"Okay -" Yelu De turned his eyes again and looked at the guard at the side: "Come here, go and guard Han... Han Qinghe, is that the name?"

Zhang Lin nodded, indicating that she was right.

"Call Han Qinghe and tell him that I have something to help you with," the figure's voice continued.

A guard stepped forward to accept the order, then walked out of the government office, got on his horse and galloped all the way to the military camp outside the city.

The wind howled and rolled up the corner of the curtain of the military tent. The simple military tent only had two wooden beds and a bamboo basket with clothes next to it. Han Chang and his son, sitting in the tent, were wiping their swords, and their iron armors were shiny. , placed on the opposite shelf. "We're going to fight again..." A hesitant voice sounded in the tent. Han Qinghe placed the sword across his leg, gently put his hand on it and looked at his son aside: "This time I will fight against Thief Lu."

"I know, there have been rumors among the Japanese army in recent days." The young man raised his head, his fierce aura was still there, but he was a little more calm: "But I don't know if the commander will use my father."

The spring breeze blew violently, causing the tent to tremble. Han Qinghe's eyes were a little condensed: "I am a general of the defeated army, and I am not a Khitan nobleman. I'm afraid it would be..."

Han Chang had a stern look on his face, and with a strong force on his hand, the tail of his gun hit the ground with a bang: "The defeat is not my father's fault, it's all Vice President Xiao..."

"Shut up." Han Qinghe suddenly shouted, stood up and walked to the door with a big sword in hand. He opened the curtain and looked outside, then put it down and walked back: "There are many people in the army who talk about things, so don't talk about him and other nobles." thing."

"... Got it." Han Chang lowered his head and responded. Watching his father sit back on the bed, he finally couldn't help but say, "I'm just unhappy that my father was taken over from the position of commander of the army."

"Ups and downs are normal in official circles." Han Qinghe picked up the oil on the knife again and applied it to the blade: "As long as I can make a contribution this time, I will be able to recover again."

Han Chang did not speak, but looked at the bow on the wall, then walked over and reached out to pick it off.

Everything on the battlefield needs to be taken good care of.

"Is Han Qinghe here?" Suddenly there was a voice outside. The boy holding the bow looked at his father. Then the middle-aged man stood up and walked over to open the curtain: "I am Han Qinghe."

The wolf tail ornament hanging on the chest showed that he was a guard of the Khitan nobles. The man turned to the side and said, "The commander-in-chief invites you."

Han Chang was stunned, but Han Qinghe reacted quickly and without asking why, he pushed the big knife to his son: "Okay, let's go now."

The young man hurriedly took the sword, watched Han Qinghe walk out of the military tent, put the sword aside, sat back on the bed, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then found a soft cloth and wiped it gently.

Not long after, the man as a father turned around the tent and saw his son adjusting the bowstring. He said firmly: "The war is about to begin. Your father and I can lead 2,500 people to go south with the army to fight."

The young man put down the bow in his hand, and his eyes lit up.

Outside, the desolate horn sounded.

……

As the daylight progresses, the clouds gradually thicken, with lead-blue clouds covering the blue sky.

Han Shizhong lay on a large bluestone with a piece of grass in his mouth, looking up at the clouds that were constantly being pushed away in the sky. Since leaving the northwest border, he has become a bandit in the world's eyes, but it seems that people can really live in peace and go all the way over the mountains. , traveled across the sea by boat, and when he came to Liaodong, he actually became a battalion... Sima of another department, with eight hundred soldiers under his command, which he had never even thought about in the Song Dynasty army.

"vomit--"

The grass flew up and fell to the ground obliquely in the wind. The arrogant young man's back bounced off the bluestone with force, and his eyes turned from the sky to the ground. Soldiers in twos and threes were sitting on the ground panting, and many of them had their clothes and armor crooked. , desperately pouring cold water.

"Get up, get up -" the face of the newly-appointed Sima of the other department glowed red: "You can't hold on after only half a day of training. Wouldn't you die faster when you get to the battlefield? You're like a mother-in-law, get up and continue training. ”

"Sima..." Xu Wen came over wearing a leather armor and holding a horizontal sword in his hand. He turned around and looked: "The men are very tired. Do you want to let them rest?"

Han Shizhong shook his head: "This battle may start at any time. Take a break today, take a break tomorrow, and rest forever when we get to the battlefield."

He walked over and took a picture of the young man: "You are an old man under the general's command. You must know that we are at a disadvantage every time we fight with the enemy. This time is also the same. The Liao army has already discovered 50,000 people. If Sajia is right, he will also wipe out the soldiers and horses of the nearby military states, and the number may exceed this number by then. "

He tilted his head and smiled: "How about it? Do you still want to rest?"

Xu Wen's chest bulged, and then he exhaled, turned around, walked over, kicked the soldier who was still lying on the ground, and shouted: "Get up - get up! You are too lazy to wait for me, why don't you get it for me?" Pick up the sword!"

During the beating and scolding, figures stood up with groans and formed a formation amidst the shouts and curses of the generals. Then the shouts of killing began to ring out in the school grounds, mixed with "Louder! Didn't you eat?" No need to eat!" The shouts and curses spread far and wide.

The sound of wind blew through the evening clouds, whining through the dark night. The rising sun rose in the east as usual, and the golden light pierced the clouds. Several fast horses galloped along the wilderness and entered Liaoyang Mansion.

When Wu Shi, who was guarding the city gate, stood on the city gate tower and watched, the soldiers of Lu Bu's army gathered in large numbers amidst the sound of trumpets, and the warriors of the horse army mounted their war horses.

The Liao army in the north finally sent troops on this day. Not wanting to bet the outcome of the battlefield on the newly acquired Liaoyang Mansion, Lu Bu immediately ordered troops to send troops north to meet the Liao army coming from the south.

The nerves that had been tense for many days suddenly relaxed at this moment. The soldiers excitedly picked up their swords and guns, took the distributed military rations and walked out of the camp. Both veterans and new soldiers knew that military merit was the most important thing in the army, and the hussars were the most important. The general told everyone the facts——

Those who have merit will be rewarded.

The eyes of the soldiers who were stimulated by the land, money and title privileges turned red. Countless people had life and death hanging on their waistbands, and also pinned their desire for military glory on their weapons.

"Are you thinking about how to get military honors?" Faint words rang in Xu Wen's ears. He turned around and saw Han Shizhong walking in the camp holding the rewarded war horse.

"...Don't think about it anymore." Sima Bibu looked at him with a ruthless look on his face and took a deep breath: "Think more about how to survive on the battlefield...Only when you are alive can you get credit."

Xu Wen frowned and looked at the other person: "What about you? You were thinking of just surviving?"

"Sajia?" Han Shizhong tilted his head and grinned: "Sajia's life is at stake. If anyone has the ability to take it, then just take it."

He got on the horse and pinched the horse's belly: "Let's go -"

The eight hundred infantrymen in the military camp gradually merged into the team and rushed towards the north in a mighty manner. (End of chapter)