Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Dangdangdang——

"What happened?"

In the tent near the camp gate, the sleeping soldier suddenly opened his eyes, his brain was confused for a few breaths, and he suddenly woke up, shouting "Alarm bell, it's an enemy attack!", he got up, put on his clothes, picked up the swords and guns in the tent, and crawled out of the tent. In his sight, a dark figure appeared outside the camp in the firelight.

"Form a formation, form a formation, the enemy is attacking--"

The sound of footsteps and horse hooves trampled across the ground frantically.

"It's close!"

Han Tao said something while sitting on the heaving warhorse's back. He heard the alarm sound from the golden bell, then drew his bow and shot an arrow at the watchtower.

when--

There was a reverberation sound, and a figure fell down in the firelight.

"Brother Han, you have great archery skills!" The bowstring was drawn, Wei He tilted his head and shouted, then kicked the horse's belly twice. The warhorse rushed forward, and two consecutive arrows shot down the guards in front of the door. The few survivors looked at the rushing figure in fear, shouted and ran to the side. Arrows were shot sparsely from the watchtower, and the two generals riding on warhorses shot bows left and right. One of the running archers pulled the longbow, stopped, shot an arrow, and then continued running.

In the dark night, the sound of arrows whizzing rang in the ears, screams were heard from high in the distance, and the infantrymen following behind hurriedly moved away the chevaux de frise and deer horns.

Wei He put away his bow and replaced it with a sword, then rushed to the gate fiercely and chopped it with his sword. The gate shook and wood chips flew into the air. A strong man rushed over from behind. The fat man exhaled, raised his sword, and chopped again.

boom--

The man and the knife collided with the door panel. The fat man with a red face roared "Ahhh——" and swung the knife again.

click-

The large pole knife created a hole, which immediately surprised the surrounding soldiers. They raised their swords and chopped and smashed a big hole.

Wei He's arms were shaken to the point of becoming somewhat weak, and he yelled, "Open the camp gate, open the camp gate!" The brave ones quickly bent over and got through, exhaling and shouting, and with their force, the camp gates opened to the left and right.

creak-

"Fight in!"

Han Tao was overjoyed. He roared, picked up the jujube wood spear, urged the horse's hooves, and rushed in. Arrows were continuously shot from the archers' hands, and countless black rays fell in the dark night. Several big holes were torn in the tight tent. Occasionally, screams were heard, but more people kicked over the iron basin containing the bonfire, and tung oil flowed out. The fireworks burned along the direction of the liquid.

The sound of fighting rang out in front of the military camp. Soldiers kept rushing out of the tents and forming small formations to charge forward. In the firelight, countless people fell on the road. The sound of weapons clashing and screams resounded under the night sky.

In front of the central army tent, footsteps were heard. The Liao army, holding shields and swords, ran over under the leadership of their generals. The curtain of the tent was lifted up, and someone strode out with a sword in hand.

"What the hell is going on here? Hurry up and drive these bandits out!"

Under the dim light of the fire, the general named Xiao Qing had a gloomy face. He looked at the chaotic rear camp with annoyance and shouted at the general on duty next to him.

"I will go right away." The general shouted and rushed forward with the soldiers behind him. Xiao Qing turned around and ordered his guards: "Send a message to the rear army to hold on. Tell the left and right camps and the front camp to come to support quickly. The Lu thief is fighting the Jin thief. There must not be many soldiers and horses attacking the camp. If they dare to come, leave them here." He turned around and said: "Notify the troops in the other three directions to be more cautious. Also notify King Qin Jin and tell him that there was an attack here. Go quickly!"

"Yes."

The guard behind him responded and hurriedly ran to find someone to pass the message. He then jumped on a warhorse and ran quickly towards the main army.

On Xiao Qing's side, the sudden night attack caused chaos in the entire camp for a moment. Before the rear army was defeated, the other three camps reacted, and a total of 8,000 troops rushed towards the chaotic and flaming camp along the camp, instantly pulling Han Tao and Wei He's 4,000 soldiers into a fierce battle.

The flames burned the tent with crackling sounds, the standing flag was blown up by the night wind, and the falling arrows left several holes in the flag. The densely packed crowd was fighting in the small space, and the swords were chopped down in the light of the fire, bringing up countless blood and flesh.

During the fight, the warhorse under Wei He's crotch was splattered with blood. His arm had recovered after resting, and he rushed to the front with his personal soldiers to fight with the Liao army. Arrows were flying back and forth in the sky, and swords, shields and guns made clashing and resisting sounds.

The next moment, a Liao general rode up on horseback and rushed forward with a knife in hand.

"Get out of here, Fatty!"

Wei He raised his knife to block, and with his fat arms exerted force, he knocked the knife up. He took advantage of the momentum and swung again. The head flew up at an angle, blood spurted a foot high, and the smelly hot blood splashed on his face.

The soldiers around were fighting fiercely, and dense footsteps could be heard on both sides in front.

The fat man swung his sword and killed the Liao soldier who attacked from the side, roaring: "Brother Han, where is Brother Han?"

At the front left, Han Tao was holding a horizontal sword, blocking the incoming curved sword with one blow. His horse was stabbed to death by the Liao army soldiers in the fight. At this time, he picked up someone's horizontal sword and fought with someone on the ground. He raised his foot, gritted his teeth and kicked the man backwards. An arrow fell from the air and hit the ground behind him by the waist. He ran over and chopped the man to death with one blow. He stood up and shouted in response: "Han Tao is here!"

Wei He looked in the direction he was looking, kicked the horse's belly, held a knife in one hand, and moved his horse forward. When he missed the dead Liao general's horse, he grabbed the reins and ran over. He let go and chopped down the soldiers surrounding Han Tao with a few consecutive slashes. Amid the surging blood, he shouted, "Get on the horse!"

"Thief general——" the general of the Liao army rushed over and chopped down with an axe: "Die!"

"Go away——"

Wei He's fat face, covered in blood, was full of ferocity. His arms were shaking as he rushed forward with a knife. The sound of metal clashing exploded in his ears. All around him were the fanatical shouts of both sides. The general involuntarily raised his arms and tilted them back slightly.

Han Tao flew onto his warhorse and kicked the horse's belly. With a roar of "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", he stabbed the general in the chest with a knife. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the opponent's axe, and shouted to Wei He: "Go! There are too many people!"

"Retreat, retreat——"

Upon seeing this, Wei He immediately pulled the reins, and with a loud roar, many soldiers of Lu Bu's army followed the two of them and retreated outside, killing several groups of Liao soldiers who were fighting in the rear. The infantrymen who were fighting immediately turned around and followed them to charge out of the camp.

Originally, the two of them had not been able to break into the central army, so they turned back. Their violent attack stunned the Liao army for a moment. In addition, Wei He and Han Tao were both highly skilled in martial arts and experienced in battles. They kept looking for weak points to launch surprise attacks. Not long after, they ran away with their soldiers.

In the back, Xiao Qing stood on a high place, looking at the figure in black clothes breaking out with a sullen face, and suddenly shouted: "Chase him for me——"

The sound of the horn is echoing. (End of this chapter)