Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

"Your Majesty!"

The guards in front were startled by the noise, and in their anxiety, they ignored the danger and directly grabbed the warhorse.

Arrows rained down as the war horses stopped. The dozen or so remaining guards hurriedly waved their weapons. Some got off their horses and ran towards their commander. In sight, a red war horse arrived in an instant, its hooves stepping on the ground beside Yelu Nieli, and rushed over with a gust of wind.

The dim light of the painted halberd flashed in the darkness, and people's heads flew up. The cavalry behind them did not dare to let the commander in front face the enemy alone, and they all rode their horses desperately. Arrows flew over their heads, and the rushing knights brought up even louder winds and penetrated the living guards from both sides.

A wailing sound echoed in the air.

Tread-tap-

Red Hare slowed down, its four hooves stomping the ground. The warhorse swept past him, bringing with it gusts of wind. Lü Bu sniffed. Something seemed to be mixed in with the bloody smell, but he didn't think about it for a moment. He turned his head to look at the Khitan commander lying on the ground behind him, raised his painted halberd and pointed at him: "Come, go and see if he is dead or alive."

At that moment, Yu Cheng and several bodyguards jumped off their horses, drew their swords from their waists and walked over. The young man who was promoted to the position of the commander-in-chief just squatted down, grabbed the head and leaned over to take a look. In the blink of an eye, he turned his head and said "Hmm". Several bodyguards who were a little behind also covered their noses with their hands, made a "hmm..." sound, and took two steps back with disgust in their eyes.

There was the sound of horse hooves in the distance, "Du Fu——" the Fang Tian Huaji pointed in that direction, and a voice came from the cavalry rushing behind him, "Follow me!". The roaring sound of horse hooves followed the man wearing Qinglong armor and holding Zhangba Snake Spear galloping away.

Hearing the voices of Yu Cheng and his personal soldiers, Lu Bu raised his eyebrows, turned around, and was startled: "Why do you look like that?"

"Ugh..." Yu Cheng felt the other person's breath, then turned around and pressed the raised head to the ground. He stood up and walked two steps to the side, gasping for breath: "General, this guy is still alive... Ugh——"

"...What's wrong with you?" Lu Bu was surprised to see his appearance. He couldn't help but lift Red Hare and take two steps forward. The night wind blew, and there was a faint unpleasant smell.

Yu Cheng on the other side quickly covered his nose and waved his hands: "General, don't come over, this guy seems to have... defecated! Cough, it's so dirty!"

"???" The reins were pulled hard. Having fought in two lifetimes, Lü Bu had seen a lot, but at this moment he didn't know what expression to put on his face. The corners of his mouth twitched, and after a long while, he managed to squeeze out the words: "Detain this fellow... um... uh..." A strange smell wafted in the wind, and he couldn't help but raise his arms to block it. He moved his legs and feet slightly, and said as Red Hare retreated: "Detain him first." Then he sighed: "Bad luck!"

Several people looked at the Liao army commander lying on the ground with disgust. Someone ran back to his horse to get a water bag, and asked the knights who were protecting Lu Bu for some clean water. Several people first dragged the man lying on the ground to one side, poured a stream of cold water on him, and the man's body trembled, and then returned to silence.

Yu Cheng couldn't help but fan his nose with his hand as he watched. "I heard those people say this guy is the King of Qin and Jin, but I think he's more like the King of Dung! He's really stinky."

"Maybe the Liao people like this."

"The more smelly you are, the higher your rank, right?"

One of the soldiers covered his nose and said something, and several people immediately laughed out loud, trying to make the best of a bad situation. They didn't notice that the person below who was being drenched by water clenched and unclenched his fists.

"Alright, that's about it, we can just rinse it in water when we get back."

Yu Cheng said, and took out the hemp rope. Several personal soldiers did not want to touch him, so they carried him to an empty horse on the side with a cloth pad, and tied him up with ropes. Then they rode on their war horses, pulled the captured man and horse over. Lü Bu looked at the war horse with the man tied to it approaching. He was a figure who was never afraid of swords and guns during the battle. He couldn't help but feel a little scared, and leaned back involuntarily: "Don't let the dung king come over first!" He just heard what Yu Cheng and the others said. When the personal soldiers stopped, they continued: "Let's go, just pull him and follow us to the south. If we can defeat him in one battle, go east as soon as possible to support Wei He and the others in the east."

"Yes."

The sound of horse hooves suddenly rang out again under the night sky, and they rushed all the way towards the direction where the sound came from.

The dark shadows around were retreating rapidly as the war horses galloped. The sound of fighting could be heard faintly in the ears. There was a brutal bloodbath ahead. The three brave generals Du Fu, Wang De and Shi Wengong were in the front, and Xiao Haili was behind. They launched a charge at the Liao army's South Camp cavalry that came to support. The Liao army's cavalry, which was totally unprepared for a field battle, was immediately scattered into three parts. The Liao army's South Camp commander was hit on the forehead by Niu Gao and died on the spot.

Countless cavalrymen were knocked off their horses by spears and swords. The sky gradually became brighter as the fighting continued. When Lu Bu arrived, he happened to see the killed cavalrymen dismounting and surrendering.

A part of the cavalry was left behind to accept the surrender, while the rest of the cavalry put the commander's head on a spear and rushed towards the South Camp with it held high.

The sky was slightly brightening, and the Liao army in the south camp had already started fighting with the soldiers in black armor. Wei He and Han Tao broke through the eastern camp not long after Yang Zaixing killed Xiao Qing. The two did not care about the defeated soldiers, and immediately turned south, just in time to meet the Liao army heading north.

After a fierce battle, Wei He chopped off the leading general, changed into the enemy's armor and pretended to be a defeated soldier and retreated. At this time, he had just tricked the camp gate open and was leading the troops to attack fiercely inside. Han Tao and Yang Zaixing arrived with the follow-up soldiers, and together they occupied the wide-open gate and rushed inside.

The deputy general of the South Camp led his men over here and looked at the fighting at the gate. Generals and cavalrymen were coming and going around.

At this moment he was commanding his soldiers to form a battle formation and charge forward. From time to time, soldiers came to report to him. He frowned when he heard the voices and then sent them away.

Suddenly, someone on horseback came running over in panic: "General, there are cavalry in the west, a lot of cavalry! It's not the commander!"

"It's over..."

He let out a scream and the command flag in his hand dropped to the ground involuntarily. The generals around him all took a deep breath, their faces filled with fear, and they looked at the fighting with anxious eyes.

Not long after, a warhorse came galloping in the dim light of dawn, rushing out of the dust, followed closely by dense black cavalry, who quickly passed through the open camp gate with white flags.

"General Wei He (Han Tao and Yang Zaixing) respectfully welcomes the General of the Cavalry! We have fulfilled our mission and captured the Liao army's East Camp, and the South Camp has also surrendered!"

The figure riding a red horse with a beast-faced head and wearing chain armor suddenly stopped, looked at Wei He, Han Tao, and Yang Zaixing who were standing at the gate to greet him, and looked at the soldiers who were almost all injured but tried their best to hold their chests high, then smiled and said, "Good..."

He urged his horse to look at Yang Zaixing's bloodstained armor, nodded, and repeated: "Okay!"

The painted halberd in his hand pointed to the north: "Turn north!" (End of this chapter)