Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

The iron hooves of the war horses broke the tranquility of the night. Wanyan Hu Shimen's face suddenly turned pale. He looked left and right. Under the light of the fire, he saw the shadows of countless knights rushing over with a huge roar.

"Hurry up! There's an ambush!"

"Come back quickly, don't run over there!"

Shouts of horror erupted in the crowd, and then the standing figure suddenly took a step and ran. At the point where the arrow was shot, the dark figure was illuminated by the firelight, revealing his face. He raised his arm and held the arrow diagonally. Then two shouts were heard in the chaos: "Shoot--"

Whoosh whoosh—

Arrows shot obliquely from the night sky and landed on the crowd that was running in panic. The crowd without any armor or shields was instantly covered in blood. The Jurchens in cloth clothes screamed in pain and fell to the ground, sliding forward several feet due to inertia.

"Damn, too fast!" He Shukunshan felt the trembling under his feet. In his field of vision, he could clearly see the appearance, figure, and ferocious expression of the knight who rushed into the range of the fire. He let out a loud shout, swung the sword in his hand, a head flew up, and the horse's hooves stepped over the corpse and rushed towards the next person.

The smell of blood filled the night.

"Ahhh-"

Countless shouts were heard. Some people turned around and wanted to fight back, but just as they rushed forward, a warhorse ran past them, and the sharp blade cut through their body. The hand holding the knife flew into the sky, and the knight following behind waved his double spears and knocked the man into the air. Two hundred cavalrymen rushed into the crowd from both sides, and the fighting figures waved swords and guns, blood spurted out, limbs and heads fell to the ground, and the mutilated bodies fell down, and were trampled by the horses' hooves from behind.

"Fight them!"

Wanyan Hu Shimen knew it was too late. Hearing the sound of horse hooves approaching behind him, he gritted his teeth, crouched down suddenly, swung his arm, and slashed the horse's leg with a knife. The warhorse let out a sad cry and fell forward to its knees. The cavalryman on the horse screamed "Ah--", fell to the ground, and rolled out.

"Kill one and you're one!"

The Jurchen youth who had chopped the man to the ground turned around, and the next second, in the battle array behind, a figure holding two guns rushed out from the crowd. Seeing a warhorse struggling to get up on his side, he roared "Ah!" and galloped over with two guns in hand. Wanyan Hu Shimen's scalp numbed and he raised the knife in his hand and swung it.

boom--

With a loud bang, swords and spears collided with each other. The war horses rushed forward and pushed them apart. Wanyan Hu Shimen raised his arms, feeling numb and trembling slightly. In his sight, another pistol was poking at him.

Blood burst——

"what!"

Wanyan Hu Shimen covered his shoulder and fell backwards to the ground, then rolled over and quickly moved away. Behind him, He Shukunshan stumbled over with two foot-long knife wounds on his body, and blood was oozing out from under his rolled skin.

He pulled his companion up, looked at his drooping shoulders, and then protected him behind him, with the blade facing upwards in a defensive posture: "Brother Wanyan, it seems that I can't be Ban Chao today."

"I won't apologize to you..." With a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, Wanyan Hu Shimen's lips trembled a little: "I will apologize after I die."

In the field of vision, the knight holding two guns has turned his horse around, and the sound of fighting is still continuing. Cavalrymen are surrounding them from both sides. An Renmei pointed at the two people and said, "Your plan has failed. Take me to find the leader of the bandits, Wanyan Hu Shimen, and I will spare your life..."

"Tsk—" Wanyan Hu Shimen interrupted him with a spit, holding the knife in one hand and moving forward: "I am Wanyan Hu Shimen, if you want me to surrender, forget it!"

An Renmei was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and took out the gun flower with both hands: "It's really hard to find it after searching for a long time, but it's easy to get it." He kicked the horse with his legs and rushed forward: "Die——"

The pistol stabbed out, and He Shukunshan rushed forward with a knife. Wanyan Hu Shimen also rushed forward behind him. The men and horses were intertwined. The blade hit the spear shaft, and then it was bounced back with great force. The spear head pierced into the throat like a poisonous snake. The right arm swung vigorously, and the corpse was pushed out with great force.

"Come on, kill me!"

The young man with a shoulder injury jumped up as his foot stepped across the grass, and slashed down with one arm. An Renmei on the other side heard the shout and raised the gun in her left hand to block the attack. The blade chopped down with a bang, and the pistol in her right hand, which was still stained with blood, was raised and stabbed into the abdomen from the lower side with a "puff".

"Uh……"

The man hanging on the gun groaned, and An Renmei pushed the pistol outward. With a bang, the man fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and he slightly raised his head, his eyes looking at the bright night sky: "Great... Saint Emperor... Emperor..."

The head fell back to the ground, and it was obvious that he was dead.

An Renmei came back with two guns in hand, circled the corpse twice, then turned around and jumped into the hellish pool of blood.

The sound of killing lasted less than an hour. Wang Zheng, accompanied by several guards, rode slowly over with torches in hand. The surrounding cavalry returned with blood all over their bodies. Seeing Wang Zheng coming, An Renmei went up to him and said, "Military Advisor, kill all who can be killed. I wonder if anyone escaped. We lost two brothers and eleven people who couldn't see the road clearly in the dark and were thrown off their horses. The rest are fine."

"Treat them well. In the dark night, you are only relying on this little light to chase people. It's easy for them to run away." Wang Zheng looked at the camp that was burned to the point of almost nothing left, turned back and asked, "Have you found Wanyan Hu Shimen?"

An Renmei shouted, "Bring them here." Then he said to Wang Zheng, "We just killed two people. One of them claimed to be from Wanyan Hu Shimen."

Two cavalrymen came over with a corpse and threw it on the ground. Wang Zheng did not even look at it: "I don't know this man, but I think someone should know him. Let's ask someone to confirm if there are any wounded."

An Renmei nodded and signaled to the soldiers nearby. Someone immediately ran out and soon came back carrying a man with a broken arm.

"Look who this person is?"

"Hu...Hu Shimen, he is Wanyan Hu Shimen."

Wang Zheng nodded, his expression unchanged: "Find another one."

The cavalryman immediately took the man aside, drew his sword, placed it at the man's throat, and pulled hard.

After asking the two people like this, Wang Zheng smiled and said, "Okay, the crisis is over. Let's just rest tonight. Tomorrow, I will go to Ahari to see Deng Fei, and then send someone to deliver a letter to the general. I think he also wants to know this news."

An Renmei clasped his fists in agreement, and then the group did not dare to rest here, for fear that the smell of blood would attract wild beasts. They ran ten miles to find an open space, surrounded the horses in a circle, and rekindled a bonfire before they rested.

The next morning, everyone was awakened by the sunlight and struggled to get up. They hurriedly ate some cold and dry rations, then mounted their horses and rode towards Ahari's tribe with the sound of hooves.

Under the daylight, the villagers who had gotten up early looked at the cavalrymen rushing towards them, and watched them enter Ahari's house. Later, they heard a burst of crying. (End of this chapter)