Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

The wind is blowing in the daytime, and the scenery is flowing to the west.

The war horses raised trails of dust. In the flying dust, the general shouted and stopped behind the army formation at the south gate. The yellow earth that covered the sky was blown away. The flags of Teng, Teng, Feng and Wanyan fluttered in the wind. The knights on horseback looked nervously at the black spots climbing up. Black lines surged up the city wall. The infantry formation that stretched for miles in front burst into cheers. The knights on horseback roared and raised their swords and guns.

Under the banner of the infantry, Xi Sheng, who was in charge of the South Gate, was overjoyed. He drew his long sword on his horse and pointed forward: "Order the front to make way, and the cavalry to advance in front of the infantry."

The cavalrymen hurriedly ran to pass on the order, running along the road in the array. Military orders were shouted out, and the officers in the front hurriedly roared, commanding the infantrymen in the array to make way. The closed formation was moving, and those who took steps left and right turned around and stood back to back. Strong war horses ran from the crowd with the sound of horse hooves, and stopped in front of the infantry array.

boom--

The soldier who gave way turned around and looked forward. The outline of the city was blocked by the cavalry. The loose horse tails were swinging, and the smell of sweat from the livestock wafted out.

"Once the city gates are opened, you don't need to worry about the rest of the place, just go straight to the palace."

Under the Feng banner, the ugly general looked at the several generals of 100 men beside him, with malicious intent in his eyes: "The Wanyan tribe is gone, and the Jin Kingdom does not need anyone who can ignite the flames."

The man with two blue spots on his forehead looked at him. The voice in his ears became lower and clearer: "The king is kind and can tolerate anyone, but we, as subordinates...", and his vicious eyes swept over: "You must learn to eliminate worries."

A low response came from the cavalry formation.

Not long after, shouts and screams were heard from the top of the city wall, and swaying figures were moving towards the rear.

……

Flames were burning on the top of the city wall. Several streams of black smoke rose into the sky. The shouts of fighting and the sounds of weapons clashing echoed on the top of the city wall. The soldiers of the Xianzhen Camp who were holding weapons were hit by several crossbow arrows. "Ah!!" they roared and staggered forward two steps. Faced with them, a Mouke of the Jin army hit them on the head with a mace. They fell to the ground with a bang, and thick dark red blood slowly flowed out.

"How dare you, Golden Thief!"

A violent roar came out of Lin Chong's mouth, and the snake spear in his hand shook. The spear split to the left and right, and hit the side of the Jin soldier's face with two bangs. The sound of bone breaking followed. He turned his body, dodged an arrow, and was about to stab the Mouke with the spear.

The siege lasted for nearly an hour. Nearly three hundred corpses were left behind by the Xianzhen Camp and Hua Rong's men in their attempt to reach the top of the city, which had already made this Leopard Head very worried. Seeing another brave soldier killed, he could not suppress his anger and rushed over as fast as he could.

"Stop him! Shoot—"

Wanyan Zonghan's voice sounded from behind, and Lin Chong's figure rushing forward suddenly stopped. He exerted force with his boots, turned sharply and leaped to the side.

Chi chi, dang——

More than ten crossbow arrows were inserted into the blue brick ground, and some of them flew into the air and kept spinning.

In Lin Chong's sight, the archer who had finished shooting squatted down, and the soldier holding a crossbow appeared in the back. The bowstring of the crossbow vibrated, and the brown-black crossbow arrow turned into a faint shadow in the air.

Lin Chong kept walking, and swung out his snake spear based on his feeling. With a clinking sound, it deflected several incoming cold stars. His body suddenly shook, and he screamed "Ah--" in pain, retreated from the parapet, turned over and retreated to the bottom of the wooden ladder. While sliding down, he looked down at his body and saw blood flowing along the arrow shaft.

On the other side, a breeze blew slowly past here, and the rising column of smoke drifted askew for a while. The battle was still going on. There were corpses everywhere on and off the city walls. The smell of blood became more and more foul. Hundreds of corpses were piled up. From time to time, soldiers from the Xianzhen Camp wearing black armor jumped onto the top of the city walls fearlessly and fought with the rushing Jin army soldiers.

An arrow flew across Tang Bin's cheek. The alert general suddenly leaned to the side and killed the Jin army general in front of him with a sword. The forest of spears in front pushed forward.

"Form a spear array! Stab—"

Cold words rang out on the battlefield. The advancing guns and spears nodded and stabbed towards the chest. As the guns and spears retracted, the harsh sound of metal scraping was heard. Sparks jumped between the armor and the spear tips. Several figures were pushed out from the top of the city wall with great force and fell down with screams.

Then a rain of arrows was thrown into the sky and fell downwards. The army formation on the city wall suddenly changed. Groups of five or seven soldiers formed small arrays and advanced with long weapons. "Damn it--"

Tang Bin gritted his teeth. If all the soldiers in the Xianzhen Camp climbed onto the top of the city wall, they would not be afraid of such a large-scale attack. It was a pity that according to the intensity of the Jin army's defense today, only he and Lin Chong could climb onto the top of the city wall.

The next second, the spear stabbed over.

"roll--"

Tang Bin swung his sword to block, jumped back, and waved his hands again, knocking the spear off course with a bang. An arrow flew and hit where he had just stood. He ran back and knocked the Jin soldier who came from behind to the ground. He didn't bother to finish him off, so he pushed hard with his feet and supported himself with his hands on the wall.

wow-

The armor leaves scraped against the city wall, making a sound, and several arrows flew over him and fell below the city.

"Shoot, shoot!"

Wanyan Sheng was very anxious at the back, roaring continuously. Over a hundred guards beside him drew their strong bows, raised them slightly, and shot out arrows with a buzzing sound.

The arrow flew away and fell into the city.

……

bang bang bang-

Stones hit the raised shield. Xu Wen, covered in blood, stared at the top of the city wall with gritted teeth. Behind him, Han Shizhong commanded the infantry to retreat, then raised his hand and shot the defenders on the top of the city wall to death with an arrow in hatred.

"Damn it, what kind of magic potion did these Jin soldiers take? They are like crazy today."

Xu Wen held the knife, bent over and stood there with a ferocious look on his face, blood flowing down the severed arrow shaft: "Charge again, I was careless just now."

"With your wounded appearance?" Han Shizhong snorted, looking at the arrows flying down from the top of the city wall, and took a breath: "This time I will lead the team to attack."

He casually threw the longbow to Xu Wen, and watched the grinning young man take it. He continued, "You cover me from below. If he rushes up, remember to support me."

"Who needs your advice?" Xu Wen snorted, and suddenly stood up straight, with the muscles on his face twitching: "You kill in front, and I'll follow."

Han Shizhong said nothing more. He took two swords and put them on his back. He also put a sword on his waist. He held the shield in one hand and the sword in the other: "I'm going to attack!"

The surging black tide moved forward again, and the horn sounded.

……

As the troops intertwined, the rhythm of Qi's attack began to change.

Wang Zheng listened to the horn sound coming from the army formation with the general flag with the word "Han" written on it. He was silent for a while and looked at the messenger beside him: "Beat the drum, cheer for General Han!"

The drumstick hit the big drum covered with cowhide. The lazy young man straightened his expression and looked at Niu Gao beside him: "General Niu, why don't you go to the South Gate?"

"Many people have already passed through the South Gate." Niu Gao replied dully: "I'd better stay here. If General Han needs me, I can lead the army to attack the city." (End of this chapter)