Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

"Prepare to throw the spear——"

Under the two big flags of Lin and Tang, the voices of officers shouting were heard. The gunners of the trap camp in front raised their spears, and the heavy-armored infantrymen in the back drew out their pistols. With a roar of "Throw!", the pistols flashed in the fire and fell into the crowd. The screams of the dying kept ringing, and more figures stepped over the corpses and rushed towards the standing steel jungle.

Boom boom boom——

The loud noise of the collision between shield and spear rang out at the moment of contact. The Jurchen soldier gritted his teeth and blocked the spear. The shield was deflected and rushed in. The sword in his hand slashed hard on the armor, making a dull clanging sound. A white mark appeared on the armor. The companion behind him drew out his sword and stabbed through the gap. The hot blood spilled on the cold and hard iron armor.

"Charge forward and support the trapped camp!"

Jing Chao pointed his iron spear forward, Cao Mingji hurriedly gave orders, and his men shouted and rushed forward, surrounding the trap camp from both sides and fighting with the blocked infantry. Shan Tinggui licked his fingers on his horse, tested the wind direction, sighed, and shouted: "Prepare your bows and crossbows!"

The soldiers behind him raised their arms, and the strong bows and crossbows with strung strings and arrows were pointed diagonally upwards.

"shoot--"

Boom——

Bowstrings and crossbows made a slight sound, and a rain of arrows rose up. In the light of the fire, the iron arrowheads flashed a cold light and fell into the crowd with a sound of breaking through the air. Miserable screams echoed in the night sky.

Lin Chong and Tang Bin, who were riding on their war horses, did not look at the soldiers charging up, but instead stared at the half-thousand cavalrymen. Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Zongbing, holding long spears and axes, rode their horses slowly, their eyes wandering towards the soldiers who were blocking the way in the east.

"rush out……"

Wanyan Zonghan whispered softly. The young Wanyan Zongbing hesitated for a moment, glanced at the desperate infantry with a look of reluctance, and finally nodded. The charging Jurchen infantry were still desperately rushing forward. The two raised their hands to pull the reins and turned the horses: "Follow me to break through! Kill——"

"kill--"

War horses galloped, knights roared, and hundreds of horsemen raised their spears and rushed to the east. Wanyan Zonghan charged in the front, swung his spear down, deflected the incoming spears, and charged forward on his horse.

boom--

The huge impact knocked the heavily armored soldier in front of him flying backwards. Wanyan Zongbing followed behind him, shouting and swinging the axe in his hand. Bang-bang sounds continued to be heard, and the long spears and axes that were swung at him were blocked by the two men.

Wanyan Zonghan was older and more skilled in martial arts than Wanyan Zongbing. He swung his heavy spear and with a bang, knocked the axe out of the hand of a captain of the Xianzhen Camp. The captain retreated backwards with blood coming from the knuckles of his hands. His horse took advantage of the situation and charged forward, stabbing the soldier wearing an iron helmet with his spear.

boom--

There was the sound of metal clashing, sparks flew from the spear tip and the curved snake spear, the two long poles were shaking, Wanyan Zonghan used the recoil force to shoot the nearby Xianzhen camp soldiers away with one spear, looking ahead, the leopard-headed and round-eyed man had his eyes wide open: "Wuyi Captain Lin Chong is here, the Jin thieves should stop being so rampant!"

"Nianhan, let's kill him together!" The young Wanyan Zongbing behind him swung his axe and killed a soldier. Blood splattered into the air. He knocked his legs against each other, and his horse neighed. His voice exploded: "I am Wushu, the fourth prince of the Great Jin Dynasty--"

The heavy axe smashed down, deforming the iron helmet, and the figure below fell to the ground with blood gushing from all seven orifices. Sticky dark red blood flowed out from the gaps in the armor. Then the warhorse stomped hard beside the dead body and continued to run forward. The hand holding the axe was throbbing with veins bulging, and the axe blade was dragged behind him: "Southerners, die!"

Wanyan Zonghan quickly swung his spear and stabbed Lin Chong in the chest.

The 10-foot-long snake spear suddenly bounced up in his hand. The long weapon first knocked the iron spear away and then bounced aside. The snake's tongue fiercely kissed the curved axe blade before the axe was swung down.

Wanyan Zongbing only felt a surge of power, but the battle axe missed the best opportunity to swing. As the three horses crossed, the two Jurchen generals reached to their waists, one on the left and one on the right, and the armor plates rubbed against each other. They pulled out two scimitars from their scabbards and swung them at the necks.

call--

Lin Chong fell backwards on his horse, two curved swords flashed coldly in front of him, and then he sat up on his horse with strength from his waist and back, "Ah--" he roared, and stabbed a Jin cavalryman in the chest with his 10-foot-tall snake spear. The warhorse ran out, and the dead body hung on the spear. He picked up the dead body with his arms and smashed it on the Jin soldiers who rushed in. He pulled the reins, and the warhorse "Herod--" stood up, and the white outer and black inner cloak spread out, and the mouth between the steel beards shouted: "Don't run away, thief, leave your life!"

The warhorse turned around, and in the field of vision, Tang Bin rushed over diagonally, lashing his snake spear at Wanyan Zongbing. There was a bang of metal clashing, and the charging warhorse slowed down. Tang Bin's voice then rang out: "Where are you going!"

The next moment, Wanyan Zonghan looked back, shouted loudly, and used his spear to pull away the soldiers of the Xianzhen Camp who were blocking the way in front of him. Shi Ding, who was commanding the infantry to provide support in the rear, saw this and rode forward with his sword to intercept them. He was stabbed in the abdomen and fell off his horse when he swung his arm. The Jin general did not dare to stay and rode away desperately.

"Nianhan——"

Wanyan Zongbing shouted, and Lin Chong, who came from behind, thrust out his 10-foot snake spear. Aguda's fourth son also reacted quickly and moved his body away. The snake spear blew past his waist with a strong wind, and a streak of blood flew up. From all around, figures wearing heavy armor surrounded the place, and the cavalry who broke through were stabbed down by the spears one after another, and then the axe swung down and chopped them to death on the spot.

Wanyan Zongbing on his horse was cornered by two snake spears. He rushed left and right but could not escape the swinging range of the two snake spears. He roared anxiously and swung his axe at Tang Bin desperately. He chopped the snake spear back with a bang and tried to escape by squeezing the horse's belly. However, Lin Chong's snake spear had already turned around and pierced into the horse's belly with a loud shout.

The horse neighed miserably a few times and fell to the ground with a thud. Wanyan Zongbing could no longer stay on the saddle and fell to the ground with a thud. His armored body rolled twice on the grass. When he was about to sit up, he saw two snake spears flashing cold light pointing at his neck, chest and abdomen.

Wanyan Zongbing was silent for a moment, then turned his head. Behind the gaps between the people, flames shot up into the sky. The Jurchen infantrymen who rushed over were killed and retreated step by step, and then...

He sighed and lay on the ground with his hands spread out.

"Tie them up."

A soldier ran over, pressed his sword against the man's neck, and tied him up with a thick rope.

……

same moment.

On the bank of the Liao River, Zhao Li retracted the spear that had pierced Digunai's chest, looked at the general who died with his eyes open, then turned his head to look to the west, where many shadowy figures were running towards him.

"Ready to fight--"

Exhaling, the young Sima Le turned his horse. In the firelight, the silhouettes of the approaching army were clearly reflected. His tense body slowly relaxed and he exhaled: "No need, they are one of us."

In the sight, Hua Rong, wearing silver armor and riding a white horse, and Wei Dingguo, riding a red horse and red armor, were running towards them, surrounded by soldiers.

"Sima Zhao."

"Captain Hua."

Hua Rong reined in his horse and looked around: "Where are Sima Shan and Sima Dong?"

"They went to chase the fleeing Jin soldiers." Zhao Li bowed and smiled while holding his spear: "But with such a big fire, I'm afraid they will be disappointed."

"really."

Wei Dingguo's loud voice rang out: "These Jin soldiers were burned to death or fled. We can only come here by bypassing their camp."

"What about the South Camp?" Zhao Li thought for a moment and then spoke: "The North Camp has three of my generals and the navy, the West Camp has two generals, how is the South Camp doing now?"

Hua Rong smiled politely: "There are the Xianzhen Camp and the two generals Jing Chao and Shan Tinggui over there, so there shouldn't be any trouble."

He paused and said, "The Jin army has never seen the might of the Xianzhen Camp before, so they may not be used to fighting with them. Besides, this is a hasty battle, so they have a good chance of winning."

Zhao Li nodded and said, "In that case, I will take people to burn the floating bridge." He pulled the reins and was about to turn around.

"Sima Zhao, wait a minute." Hua Rong called out, then turned to the soldier beside him and said, "Bring the kerosene."

The soldiers turned around and ran away. Little Li Guang looked at him and said, "We prepared some kerosene for burning the camp. I didn't expect there is still some left. This stuff burns quickly and can help Sima."

"Thank you, General Hua." Zhao Li hurriedly bowed and ordered his men to take the kerosene: "Then I will go and do my work first."

"Okay, let's follow the river to chase the Jin soldiers. I hope the generals won't kill too many. They eat the meat and leave some soup for us."

A few people smiled, and Zhao Li turned around to set the fire. Hua Rong and Wei Dingguo led the troops along the river bank to the east. Soon, flames rose into the sky on the shore.

The flames lit up the sky red, and a faint roar came from the other side of the river, followed by shouts of killing. (End of this chapter)