Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

The setting sun shone on the man's face, and the young face walked into the woods with an indescribable expression. The father and son's eyes widened instantly when they saw the person coming, and they stood up unconsciously.

"Yelü Mawu?!" Han Chang screamed in a strange voice, and the almost broken voice made a group of frustrated soldiers turn their heads and look up and down at the approaching Khitan nobles with surprised eyes.

Han Qinghe frowned when he saw this, and waved his hand, asking his surviving trusted men to go forward and surround the place to block out the view from outside.

"What? Are you looking at me in surprise?" Holding the long spear with a white stripe in his hand and sticking it into the ground, Yelu Ma Wu jumped off his horse. Perhaps he felt hot, so he took off his helmet. Only two small braids were hanging in front of his shaved head.

Han Chang frowned, and seeing that Han Qinghe didn't say anything, he pouted and said, "Why isn't it strange? You, a Khitan royal family member, actually surrendered to the bandits? Isn't this just helping the bandits steal your father's things? If your ancestors knew about this, they would crawl out of the ground and chop off your worthless descendant."

"Bah! If my ancestors knew about this, they would have chopped off Yelu Yanxi's son first after he crawled out." Yelu Ma Wu spat on the ground and squinted at his two former comrades in the army: "Or do you two still believe that he can revive the court?"

Han Chang shut his mouth immediately.

At the back, Han Qinghe stretched out his hand and pulled his son behind him, frowning: "You come to lobby for Lu the thief?"

"People have to live, right?"

Yelu Ma Wu did not deny it. He turned his head and looked at it. He walked to the side and drove the soldiers who were resting on the stone to the side. He sat down himself, raised his right hand, and pointed at the depressed crowd around him: "Do you think you can defeat us with them?"

Han Qinghe turned around and sat on the stone opposite him, his eyelids drooping. He raised his eyes when he heard this: "At least we can get away at night."

"And then?" Yelu Ma Wu continued, looking at the father and son sarcastically: "Go back and be Yelu Dezhong's scapegoat?"

The Han family father and son frowned at the same time.

The Khitan youth opposite looked at him, propped his arms on his thighs, and leaned forward: "You wait..." He looked at Han Chang, then at Han Qinghe: "Don't you think that the incompetent emperor Yelu Yanxi will not hold us accountable for the defeat?"

The father and son opposite each other looked at each other again.

Yelu Ma Wu stood up straight, supporting his thighs with his hands: "If it were in the past, Yelu would have been defeated if he had been badly defeated, but now is different."

He stretched out his left hand and said, "To the north is the Kingdom of Jin."

He stretched out his right hand and said, "To the south there is the General of the Cavalry."

Snapped--

He clasped his hands together and said, "Will they be so kind as to give the tyrant some time to recuperate? They are just taking the opportunity to take over the Tokyo Road to strengthen their own power. Without the Tokyo Road, the imperial court will directly lose a large number of troops, land, and taxes. If there is no explanation under such circumstances, how can the officials of the imperial court be convinced? Ask yourselves, will the tyrant put all the blame on the generals of the royal family that he relies on, or will he find two scapegoats to help reduce his responsibility?"

Looking at the silent father and son, Yelu Ma Wu sneered: "Recall the past two times. When officials from the north and south sides of the court had problems, which side was punished the most? Were there any royal family generals punished, while the Han generals were not harmed?"

The father and son were silent for a while, and Han Qinghe slowly spoke: "Since you want to persuade me to surrender...what will the General of the Cavalry give me and my son?"

"How would I know?" Yelu Ma Wu shrugged, watching Han Chang couldn't help but step forward, and waved his hand and said, "The general of the cavalry went to chase Yelu and was too heavy. There is only a small army outside. If you want to get a reward, you have to wait for the general to come back. Therefore, I can't make promises to you and your son casually. But as far as I am concerned, I think the general is really good and someone I can work with."

Han Qinghe looked thoughtful. "So, you can convince my father and me with just your mouth?" Han Chang opened his eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief.

"If you don't want to use your mouth, will you use your knife?" Yelu Ma Wu spread out his hands and said, "Or you can go back to the court and see whether you will be dismissed and imprisoned or executed in the autumn?"

"you……"

Han Chang clenched his fist and took a step forward. Han Qinghe grabbed his son and thought for a moment: "Okay, I can wait to see the General of the Cavalry, but these soldiers and horses..." He pointed and said: "Return them to me."

Yelu Ma Wu was embarrassed and said, "I told you, I am not the General of Cavalry, so you should talk to him yourself."

"……it is good!"

Nodding slowly, Han Qinghe stood up and said, "My father and I will go out with you."

At that moment, the Liao general ordered his troops to gather and expressed his intention to surrender. Some knights disagreed and were killed on the spot by Han Chang with a sword. The rest of them reluctantly agreed.

Before the sun set, this group of people walked out of the forest and surrendered to the army outside.

……

The battlefield in the rear.

The sounds of fighting rose again. The armies of Sun Zhong and Zhang Qi were entangled and could not escape. The demoralized soldiers began to surrender. The flags of the generals behind them moved out of the battlefield. The generals who were unwilling to take the credit and get away with it hurriedly rode their horses and gave their orders to chase after them.

Not long after, the fleeing Zhang Qi was caught up by Di Lei. The Han general, unwilling to fight to the death, dismounted and surrendered.

On the other side, Sun Zhong mustered up his remaining courage and tried to counterattack, but was shot down by an arrow from Zhao Li who came rushing over. As he was falling dizzy, Ma Xi led his troops to attack from the side. An Shirong happened to arrive in front of him on horseback and captured him on the spot with a smile.

The army without its general collapsed even faster. Escape and surrender became the main theme of the battlefield at this moment. On the battlefield, Xi Sheng and Mi Xian accepted all comers. A large number of defeated soldiers were received and taken care of by the two, waiting for post-war reorganization. They also took the opportunity to collect the equipment, cattle, sheep and horses left behind by the Liao army on the battlefield. Lu Bu had not returned from the pursuit yet, and the two of them were not in a hurry to send these spoils to the rear.

After just one battle, there were many wounded. The young and strong men were urged to carry the wounded soldiers to the rear for treatment. The infantrymen holding swords and guns began to clean up the battlefield. Looking at the Liao soldiers who were not yet dead, they did not carry them back for treatment, but hacked them to death on the spot and then threw the bodies onto a cart on the side.

From now on, this place will be under Lu Bu's control. We can't just let these corpses pile up and cause another plague. We have to deal with it.

……

at the same time.

In the barely visible light, the air was filled with the sounds of fighting and metal clashing. Red war horses rushed forward, painted halberds waved, and chopped down.

The shouting cavalrymen kicked up dust on the field, stepping on the blood, and chased the large number of horsemen in front.

Looking from a high place, on the vast plains of Liaodong, blood and corpses spread far away, war horses suddenly knelt down in the middle of a gallop, arrows flew in the air, iron cavalry split the ground, the sky became dark, and the flames of war were still burning on this land, burning all the way north. (End of this chapter)