Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

The horses' hooves were thundering.

A cavalry of more than a thousand men rushed in through the opened city gate. Most of the soldiers of Huanglong Prefecture were fighting on the city walls. On the roads, a large number of yamen runners and constables were maintaining order with a nervous mood. There were young and strong men leading them and carrying things. It was a common practice for everyone to do their own thing during a battle.

However, this uneasiness was soon turned into fear by the sound of horse hooves. One of the yamen runners stared blankly at the open city gate, his grip loosened and the spear he was holding fell to the ground.

"enemy……"

The person who heard the sound turned around and saw the fluttering black and red flags, and a general holding a battle axe was running in front.

"The Qi army has entered the city! Sound the alarm!"

"Let me go if you want, don't hold me back!"

"What are you standing there for? Run—"

Panic spread in an instant. The usually arrogant yamen runners and constables shouted and ran to one side. There was also a constable who was over fifty years old who stood in place, fired a flare into the sky, adjusted his official hat, drew the long sword from his waist, looked calmly at the cavalry that appeared in his field of vision, and took a step back and bowed slightly.

"The country has been able to stand strong for us Jurchens, so how can we flee in the face of danger? Today..."

The soles of his shoes left a mark on the ground, and he jumped up and chopped down with a knife: "It's just death!"

The general who was galloping in the front rode his horse and crossed the field of vision. He swung his axe and a cold light drew a horizontal line that penetrated the field of vision.

——The axe slashed across.

puff--

The captain's figure was split into two in mid-air, his head rolled upwards and only his limbs remained, slamming down to the ground, blood mixed with the liver splattering out.

“Kill—” An abnormal blush appeared on Wanyan Zongbing’s pale face, and his originally injured body was inexplicably filled with strength: “Don’t let that bastard Wuqimai get away!”

The Jurchen cavalry ran by screaming "Oh Ah!" Some of the slow runners were hacked to death on the ground, and they galloped past, leaving a trail of dust.

Some patrolling soldiers heard the sound of the arrows and ran over quickly, but were immediately discovered by the cavalry that poured in later. The leader, Dong the Clown, roared, "Get through them!", pulled his horse and turned around. Waves of Qi soldiers had brief contact with the Jin soldiers patrolling in the city, and the sharp blades of the spears pierced into people's bodies under the high-speed galloping horses.

Blood and screams were scattered and echoed on the long street, brutal voices were roaring, the cavalry groups separated, and the horses' hooves pounded on the road at the fork in the road.

The roar sounded on the relatively narrow road, and emotions of tension, uneasiness and fear were spreading in the houses on both sides and between people. The fear was transmitted in shouts and roars.

"Boss, block the door!"

"It's the cavalry... Use the cabinets to block them from breaking in."

“Knife, knife, knife…” The sound of clanging rang out in the room, and then someone raised a cold light: “I found the knife!”

"You stupid fool, what are you doing with a kitchen knife? Get a stick!"

"Oh, yes, yes!" The sound of running came from the house.

"Tie them together! You idiot, are you trying to show off a stick to monkeys?" An angry voice came out of the woman's mouth, and there was also the sound of the man rummaging for a rope at home. The infantry who had just run into the city outside didn't hear it all. They looked at the houses on the street in surprise and shook their heads. After all, it was a big border city. This man was so brave that he had the leisure to show off a stick to monkeys even when the enemy had entered the city. But... why tie them together?

My thoughts wandered for a moment, and Ma Jin, who was riding a warhorse, came up from behind and waved his long sword, "Guard the streets and don't let the people go out. But if there are idlers or thieves who come out to cause trouble, don't report them, just kill them directly."

There was a loud response, and the houses on both sides of the street became even quieter. Soldiers with knives and guns were on duty, watching the soldiers who were also entering the city heading towards the other three gates.

……

"Bojilie, be careful--"

The personal soldier rushed over, leaped forward, and was instantly pierced on the shoulder by a stray arrow, and fell to the side of Wanyan Sheng. The protected Jin Lord and Wanyan Zonghan looked in the direction where the arrow came from. Black and yellow were entangled together, and the sounds of fighting and shouting became louder and louder. In the chaotic killing, Di Lei, holding a shield with several dents and a horizontal sword with a notch, led the way and rushed over here. The surrounding Jin army formed a forest of spears and spears and pushed over to block the Qi army rushing over from the other side.

The chaos caused by the breach of the South Gate affected the defense on the city wall. The soldiers on guard outside the parapet did not know for a moment whether they should continue to defend what was in front of them or to stop the rushing Qi army. While they were at a loss as to what to do, the black figure had already grabbed the ladder.

"Walk--"

"Go quickly——"

The father and son's elite soldiers shouted anxiously, dragged Wanyan Sheng and Wanyan Zonghan away from here, and dragged them towards the stone steps behind the city wall. Wanyan Sheng then realized that at some point, his legs became slightly weak, cold sweat crawled from his back all over his body, and the familiar city wall in his field of vision became a little blurry.

The wind blew black smoke past. In front of the city wall, the soldiers of the Xianzhen Camp, led by Tang Bin, climbed up like ants again. Lin Chong cut off the arrow shaft that was stuck in the armor, and without bandaging it, he roared and led his soldiers to charge up the city wall fearlessly.

There were continuous brave Jin soldiers, young and strong men waving swords and holding stones, rushing forward. After a moment, they all disappeared in front of the Qi soldiers who were climbing from the south and the front.

"Dad, what should I do..."

The screams were loud, and Wanyan Zongpan had no idea what they meant. He looked at Wanyan Sheng in a panic. The dazed man was suddenly startled, as if he had just woken up from a dream. He looked around at the more than 200 guards surrounding his father and son, gritted his teeth and said, "Find a warhorse, and leave from the north gate quickly!"

"father……"

Wanyan Sheng did not stand still, but walked to the horse trough under the city wall: "Wanyan Poluhuo is rebelling in the south, the Qi cavalry must first support the east and west gates, and then go to the palace to find me. The north gate is safe for a short time. If we are fast, we may be able to gather some troops there to break out."

The eldest son's face showed a look of realization, and he couldn't help but say, "The brothers in the palace..."

“…May the best of luck to you!”

The speaking figure untied the reins, climbed onto the horse, looked up at the fighting figures above, saw someone being thrown down and smashed into a pulp under the inner wall, gritted his teeth in hatred: "Lu Bu, you coward!", shook the reins: "Go! Go--"

The war horses ran in a panic, following the road, heading north in a hurry.

At the west gate, someone chopped a Jin army soldier's neck with a sword. Blood spurted onto his face, staining the front of his armor red.

Many young and strong men were so scared that they hugged their heads and huddled against the wall. The incoming trap camp didn't even look at them, but ran past them and charged into the stubbornly resisting Jin army.

An officer who had climbed up the wall roared and swung his Snake Spear, lifting the Jin general into the air, then throwing him out of the wall and dropping him down.

The Qi general with a leopard head and round eyes, covered in blood, stood at the flagpole of the Jin Kingdom and cut off the bowl-thick pole with one knife. The "Jin" flag that had been flying in this city for more than three years fell down from the top of the city along with half of the flagpole. (End of this chapter)