Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

"kill--"

Countless weapons slashed down in the sunlight. Wang Jun's honest face was covered with blood. He stood on the front line with the soldiers, holding a sword in each hand. His whole body was covered with blood. He blocked the sword with his left hand and chopped the enemy to the ground with his right hand. He was still looking for the person behind him when a loud voice suddenly came from the front: "Come on!"

A black shadow shot at Wang Jun's chest. He reacted quickly and turned sideways. He let out a scream, "Ah--" and an iron feather arrow was stuck in his left shoulder. The knife in his hand fell to the ground. The surrounding Liao soldiers immediately pounced on him, wanting to take the opportunity to kill this rogue general. Wang Jun chopped him on the neck with a knife. The sharp knife cut through his neck, leaving only a piece of oily skin connected to his head. He fell to the ground. The surrounding infantrymen of Lu Bu's army rushed forward to cover him.

"Follow me!"

Sun Laowu, who was behind, saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly led his men forward, slashing and stabbing with swords and spears. Amid the fanatical shouts around them, he relied on his fearlessness and bravery to forcibly repel the Liao soldiers who were rushing towards him.

"Jun... Is Sima Wang okay?" Sun Laowu held a knife in one hand and a shield in the other. He didn't dare to look back. He just stared at the front and shouted loudly.

"Damn it... It's a rare opportunity to fight a big battle." Wang Jun looked at Tianshan Yong who was riding back and forth fiercely, and began to move backwards: "Let's go back first, I must kill that bastard today."

Sun Laowu held up his shield and followed him backwards: "Sima, you are injured. I will send you to the wounded camp in the rear..."

"Shut up!" Wang Jun glanced at his shoulder, raised his sword and cut off the arrow shaft, staring at the Liao people like a wolf: "I still have a mouth to command the army, Lao Sun... everything is under my command, you kill for me!"

"it is good!"

The voice was firm, and the two figures quickly retreated backwards.

The noisy and chaotic sounds echoed all around. Tianshan Yong put away the lacquered crossbow with regret, picked up the iron spear again, and led his personal guards to look for the next target behind the front line.

Horse hooves kicked up dust.

……

The light gradually moved, the white clouds in the sky occasionally blocked the bright sunlight, and then moved away. On the ground, the war continued.

The black mass of people rushed towards the flanks that had formed a battle array. Following the battle in front, more than 18,000 Liao soldiers from the left and right wings charged into the battle array with the words "Bian" and "Mi" written on them.

The pace of the war was not fast. The father and son of the Han family, who had fought against Lu Bu's army before, commanded their infantry to attack the front line of Bian Xiang. Countless famous and unknown officers led their troops to fight on the front line, with agile postures and brave momentum.

The soldier holding the sword had a fanatical expression on his face, and he looked at the Liao soldiers opposite as if he was looking at moving gold and silver. The sudden collision between the two sides became white-hot, blood spurted out from the wounds cut by the blade, shouts and screams mixed together, corpses increased rapidly under his feet, blood seeped into the soil, and a bloody mark appeared when he stepped on it.

Han Chang held the spear anxiously, the desire to fight accumulating in his heart. From time to time, he looked at his father who was commanding his men to fight forward.

Han Qinghe had seen his restless look, so he just gave orders and told his son: "Don't be anxious, there will be a time for your cavalry to make achievements."

"Dad, I will rush forward now to open a gap."

"I know you can." Han Qinghe ordered the replacement of the next hundred-man team without even turning his head. Then he said to his son, "All the cavalrymen under your command are the eldest prince's cavalrymen. Regardless of whether they obey your orders, if more of them are killed, how can you gain a foothold in the court in the future?"

Han Chang was stunned.

Han Qinghe exhaled and whispered, "Listen to your father. Let the infantry consume the enemy first. When their forces are dispersed, you can lead the troops. This way, as long as not many people die, a gap will be opened. In the future, you will be favored by the Marshal, and our lives will get better." "..." Han Chang looked up at the enemy formation in the distance unwillingly. The knuckles of his hand holding the gun turned white. It took a long time for his eyes to move flexibly. He nodded, "I will listen to you, father."

On the opposite side of them, the two big flags of Sun and Zhang were flying, flocks of arrows flew across the sky like locusts, the sound of charging horses' hooves rang out, and the noisy shouting suddenly increased to the loudest. Amid the shouting and roaring of countless people, the cavalry under the command of Zhang Qi and Sun Zhong charged forward, and with the momentum, they slammed into the front line of Mi Xian's command. Long spears pierced people's bodies, and war horses fell to the ground with wailing. Countless shields shattered into flying wood chips at this moment, and some figures flew backwards.

"kill!"

The air was filled with a bloody smell, and countless soldiers roared and rushed forward. Dong Xian and Lu Hui raised their spears and urged their horses to go. Mud flew into the air under the horses' hooves, knocking several knights away one after another.

"Hold on! Stop them!"

Several spearmen who were knocked down by the corpses of their comrades quickly stood up, picked up the spears on the ground and rushed forward. With several military commanders leading the way, the speed of the war horses slowed down and more Liao soldiers fell.

In the rear, the large flag with the word "MI" began to move forward, and a fierce general holding a large axe led his men on horseback to charge into the front line to fill the gap.

……

The sky gradually moved towards the center, emitting the hottest temperature of the day. The clouds in the sky seemed to be dispersed by the sunlight, leaving only a thin layer floating in the air.

There were cavalrymen running out from the battlefield in front to deliver news to the rear, and most of them had anxious looks on their faces.

Near the commander's flag, young and strong men erected a high watchtower, and armored guards set up a defense line in the front. People in the back kept shouting at the conscripted laborers to carry arrows forward, level the land in the back, and erect simple tents. Dozens of soldiers carefully walked in carrying medicine for wounds.

"The Liao army really has a lot of cavalry!"

Lü Bu listened to the scout's battle report and said with emotion: "Mi Xian did a good job. He sent Xiao Haili to support Bian Xiang. The Liao cavalry over there did not move, which is more dangerous than the other side."

Squinting his eyes and looking at the plain in the distance, he saw a flag written in Khitan language slowly fluttering among the cavalry. The cavalry carrying the flag were approaching the front line, looking for an opportunity to fight.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it.

These four words flashed in his mind from time to time. His eyes narrowed slightly, and Lu Bu fluttered his cloak and said quickly: "Order Xi Sheng's troops to press forward, and order Cao Hong to lead his cavalry to join the front army and be under Xi Sheng's command."

A messenger waved the flag quickly, and Lu Bu continued, "Send a message to Du Fu, Yuan Lang, and Shi Wengong to get their three cavalry units ready. Then send a message to Yao Gang..."

The tiger's eyes flashed as he turned around: "Let his troops act together."

He turned around immediately, his scarlet cape fluttering in the spring breeze, creating ripples. He climbed onto Chitu after getting off the lookout tower, and looked at the supervisor who was setting up the defense line in front of him. He exhaled and said, "Yu Cheng, assemble the team!"

The tall young man over there was stunned, then turned around and shouted loudly: "Yes."

He swung the Phoenix Axe and said, "Follow me, my soldiers!"

One after another, figures in iron armor walked quickly towards the war horses, and then the sound of hooves was heard, following the fiery red figures in front of them into the distance. (End of this chapter)