Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Dangdangdang——

Boom, boom——

The alarm sound of the golden gong circled in the sky. The stones from the boat suddenly fell into the camp and knocked down a tent. Then they bounced forward and passed through and knocked down two military tents before stopping. Red blood flowed under the thick tent and gradually seeped out of the strong fabric.

The living people in the tent struggled out from under the military tent. The surviving soldiers looked in front of them in horror, not knowing what had happened. The moment they raised their heads, they were stunned.

In the night sky, a flaming arrow drew an arc and flew over his head. Yelu Guozhen turned his eyes to the back, following the flaming arrow shot from the Eight Ox Crossbow. The moment the light fell, the fire went out for a moment, and then, with a "boom", flames shot up into the sky, and the raging flames formed a sea of ​​fire. The entire camp over there burned rapidly like oil meeting sparks, illuminating the dark night like day.

Yelu Guozhen stared at the huge fire, his green spear almost slipping off. He quickly leaned over and caught it with his hands, then stood up and opened his mouth. He shouted excitedly for a long time: "Who is sailing on the river?! Who shot the flaming arrows?! Are the flaming arrows so precious?! They are all on fire now?! Ah?! My...my camp!"

There was a noisy sound, shouting, calls for fire, and the miserable cries of the wounded, and faintly there was the sound of thousands of horses galloping in the distance.

The rumbling sound sounds like thunder in the distance, but to people who are used to it, it is even more deadly than real thunder.

When Yelu Guozhen's expression changed, his brother Yelu Guobao also rode over on a warhorse of the same color, holding a green spear, and looked confused and asked, "Brother, what's going on?"

There were noisy shouts of "Fire!" and "Enemy attack!" all around. Some soldiers bumped into others while running and a fight ensued.

The scene became more and more chaotic, and the sound of galloping horses was getting closer. Yelu Guozhen's head was buzzing, and he murmured, "What's going on? I want to know too..."

On the surface of the river, stones flew up again. The approaching boats moved sideways. Rows of flaming spots lit up one after another on the side of the boats, and then rose three feet in unison.

The pupils of Yelu Guozhen and Guobao suddenly shrank, and they shouted in unison: "Blow the horn! Blow the assembly horn! Everyone go to the wide area and avoid the fire arrows!"

A sky full of sparks came from the front.

"what--"

There was a scream behind.

……

Let's go back in time.

As the night deepened, the camp was silent. Only in the camp with the flag bearing the Chinese character "He" flying, people kept moving around. He Chai, wearing a brown battle robe and a mountain-patterned armor, walked into the tent of the camp. The light from outside only allowed people to see less than four feet in front of him. It was pitch black inside and it was hard to see what was inside. However, he spoke as if he was sure of someone: "Brother, Marquis Shi, everything is ready. I wonder when His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi can come?"

A thin figure walked out of the darkness into the dim light and looked out. The sly face of the flea on the drum was half-exposed and half-hidden in the tent. "Don't worry, the king should be on his way. Let me take a look at the river first and we'll know."

"To see the river, we have to pass through the camp on the left wing. Although the army has a common command, each commander's camp has a separate command for precautions." A half-iron tower-like figure appeared behind Shi Guang, and the dark blue armor only gave people a faint metallic feeling in the dark: "Jun Hou Shi doesn't know the command, how can he pass through the camp and go to the river?"

"Hey! Don't underestimate me." Shi Qian grinned and walked forward. Under the dim firelight outside, his figure could be seen clearly: "When did I say I wanted to go through the camp?"

The light slowly moved across the patterned breastplate, and He Zhongbao's gloomy face immediately appeared at the door of the tent. The two brothers looked at Shi Qian standing outside and looking around and asked curiously, "How does the general see the river?"

Shi Qian was looking around when he heard a bonfire in the distance jump and a "whoosh" sound. He turned around and was immediately happy. He pointed to the flagpole with a big flag and said, "Is it possible to see the river from here?"

He Zhongbao nodded slowly: "This pole is nearly two meters high, far higher than the top of the tent, it looks like there is no problem on the river." Then he frowned: "But although this flagpole is high, it is also smooth. How can the general climb up?"

Shi Qian did not answer. He stepped forward and twisted his waist, and jumped up to the height of a man, grabbing the flagpole with his hands and feet. The two brothers below saw that this man used his hands and feet to reach the top in the blink of an eye and was at the same height as his own flag. He looked up for a while and then slid down with a "zizi--" sound while holding the pole. When he was more than a man high, he jumped suddenly, and the barely audible sound of landing reached their ears.

"You have great light body skills, Junhou."

He Chai exclaimed in admiration, and He Chongbao beside him nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of admiration.

Shi Qian smiled and said, "What's the point? There are so many strange people and things in the army. My tricks are not worthy of being shown on the stage." Then he walked towards the two of them and said, "I saw some bright spots on the river. Judging from the number, they are the navy coming. Generals, please prepare yourself. When you see the fire arrows being shot from the ship, take action immediately."

He Chongbao glanced at his brother, and He Chai puffed out his chest: "Third brother has already prepared the things to ignite the fire, just waiting for the order, I will go tell him now."

As he said this, he started to run, and two of his personal soldiers hurriedly followed behind him with round shields and spears in hand.

Shi Qian glanced at He Zhongbao and said, "General He, can the soldiers in the army change into white clothes?"

"Those who are willing to follow me have all been given orders." He Chongbao nodded, looked at the brown battle robe on his body, stretched out his big hand and tore it off.

scoff-

The white undergarment was faintly visible between the armor, and the man wrapped a white cloth on his head: "Everything is ready, please follow me, general."

Shi Qian did not hesitate either. He took off his outer clothes first, leaving only his white inner clothes. He Zhongbao's personal guards handed him leather armor to put on. The two of them hurried to the left side of the camp, and saw teams of people wearing white clothes and leather armor holding earthenware jars and pouring something towards the tents nearby. The smell of tung oil wafted over.

He Chai and He Bao saw the two men coming and hurriedly came forward: "Brother, everyone who can follow us brothers is here, about three thousand people."

"That's enough." He Zhongbao narrowed his eyes and looked towards the tent where the snoring sound came from: "Wait for the signal to appear and send them away first."

He Chai and He Bao took a deep breath and suppressed their fluctuating emotions. Not long after, they heard a sharp whistling sound of a heavy object cutting through the air, and several flaming arrows shot into the air at the same time.

He Chongbao clenched his fist and shouted "Light a fire!" Then a row of soldiers pulled out their fire starters and threw them casually. Several lines of fire quickly spread across the ground and invaded the tent where the snoring sound came from.

tumultuous--

The flames suddenly jumped up, and the dark camp suddenly became clear in the firelight. In just a few breaths, screams and shouts were heard. Someone tried to rush out of the tent, but was nailed to the ground in an instant with a roar of "shoot--". The surroundings were full of crackling burning sounds. Shrill screams were heard along with the burning figures, and dull thunder could be heard from afar.

He Zhongbao suddenly turned his head and listened carefully for a moment. "Cavalry..." He murmured the word, and felt a stone in his heart suddenly fall to the ground. He reached out and took the three-pointed double-edged sword from his personal soldier, jumped on the warhorse, and pointed the tip of the sword at the military camp in front of him in the firelight: "Attack, capture the brothers Yelu Guozhen and Guobao and present them to the King of Qi."

"kill--"

A flash of swords and guns appeared in the orange-red light as a figure with a torch and a white scarf on his head ran out rapidly with his arms raised.

As the night wind blew, the fire spread faster.

……

"Where on earth did the enemy come from?!"

"Brother, hurry up and go to an open area first."

Amid the noise, Yelu Guobao grabbed his brother's mount and ran with him. His brother turned around and saw that the tent covered by the fire arrows was on fire. Some people who had just run out of the tent were shot to death on the spot, and their flowing blood flashed a black and red light in the fire.

Shouting and running figures were rushing around like headless flies. With fires in front and behind, the fire in the camp became more and more out of control. Flammable items caught fire one after another. In the field of vision, a commander was seen with flames coming out of his body, screaming and rushing out for a distance, and finally fell to the ground, and the smell of burnt flesh filled the night sky.

"Don't panic! Come closer to me! Come closer to me!" Yelu Guozhen roared with a ferocious face, but his voice could not be heard far in the sea of ​​fire. It was drowned out by the shouting and burning sounds around him, and could only be heard not far away in front of him.

Yelu Guobao in front of him pulled the reins and kept running. Hearing the shouting, he quickly yelled to the guards who followed him: "What are you standing there for? Follow the shouting!"

He turned around with red eyes, and shot out the figure who had drawn his sword and chopped at his horse in panic. The firelight reflected his ferocious face, and he roared and shouted with the people around him: "Don't panic! Come closer to me! Come closer to me!"

Someone rushed over coughing in the thick smoke, his face was dark, his upper body was bare, and he was holding a knife. The moment he came over, he started shouting. Some smart soldiers hurried over, but these two people gathered nearly a thousand people along the way.

"He Zhongbao and the others?!"

Yelu Guozhen's voice became a little sweet when he shouted. He suddenly remembered that he had another troop under his command. He turned around and shouted to his personal guards, "Go and inform them to rush out of the camp and wait for me in the camp, otherwise I will punish them by military law!"

Yelu Guobao turned around and yelled, "We can't take care of them in such a big fire!" The thick smoke made him cry. He lay on his horse and turned around and yelled, "Take care of us first."

However, as soon as the words fell, even louder shouts and screams broke out from the camp on the right that had not yet been burned.

The two brothers' faces suddenly changed, and they cried out "Cavalry!" However, in the panic of the fire, they had forgotten the sound of galloping horses that they had heard earlier. Now, hearing the sudden sound of fighting from the right, they felt cold all over, and then they coughed continuously because of the choking of the smoke.

……

The Liao army's camp was composed of several military camps, with 3,000 to 5,000 soldiers arranged in a plum blossom shape. Because they were located in Zhongjing Road, they simply set up the camp according to the marching method. Also, because they had not reached the border, they did not install chevaux de frise or dig trenches as a barrier on the periphery. They simply erected a few wooden fences and waited for the next day to easily move out of the camp.

As the fire started, the fire illuminated the surroundings brightly. Immediately, a patrolling general sounded the alarm. Before Yelu Derong and other generals could rush out of the tent to organize troops to rescue, the sound of war horses in their ears made their faces pale.

The northwest wind swept through the fire, and thick black smoke tilted towards the southeast. Coughing sounds were heard from the camp that had not yet caught fire. These were the elite soldiers of Zhongjing Road. The moment the Qi navy and He Chongbao set the fire, they rushed out of the tents upon warning and subconsciously gathered in the direction of their respective central armies. Even though many of them had not yet had time to put on their military uniforms, they all grabbed their weapons. By the time they calmed down, the sound of horse hooves from the southeast was already deafening.

In the chaos, Yelu Derong raised his precious spear and pointed it in the direction of Yelu Dehua's camp. The elite soldiers of Dading Prefecture who were still conscious immediately rushed over there frantically, squeezing out their dazed colleagues and running for their lives. Yelu Dezhong and Dexin also moved towards Yelu Dehua in the southwest almost at the same time.

The sound of horse hooves fell silent for a moment.

boom--

The sound of wooden fences collapsing could be heard, and someone yelled in the night sky: "Kill the Liao bandits! Whoever gets the commander's head will be promoted three levels, and will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold and ten women!"

"kill--"

The loud sound echoed in the sky, and countless horse hooves trampled the ground again. Strong figures ran into the Liao army's camp. Someone waved a sword and swept past the running figures. The broken limbs flew into the air amid screams. The scattered cavalrymen hid from the thick smoke and began to chase the chaotic soldiers. More cavalrymen rushed towards the direction where there were more people.

Yelu Dezhong and Dexin, who were at the back, rubbed their stiff faces. The cavalry was coming too fast, and they had not yet been able to break into the camp. They gritted their teeth, raised their Fang Tian Hua Ji and Qi Xing Bao Jian, and shouted, "Warriors of the Liao Dynasty, hold on to them! Let the thieves see how we defeated them in this camp!"

"kill!"

Hundreds of soldiers around the two men tensed their bodies, responding to the words of the two royal generals, roaring to muster their courage, and placing long spears and iron spears behind the shields in front of them. Some archers raised their bows and held them diagonally over the heads of their comrades.

He loosened his fingers amid a roar of “Shoot——”

Arrows flew across the sky with a whizzing sound, shooting off the horses of several riders who were rushing too fast.

Wang De brandished his sword to deflect the incoming arrows, and with a roar of "Throw the axe!", the spinning blade smashed hard into the formation over there. Immediately, many soldiers without armor fell down screaming, covering their injured parts and wailing. Someone from the rear quickly stepped forward to pick up the side plates and stood firm in the front again.

"Don't panic. There is not enough space in the camp and they cannot launch an attack." Yelu Dezhong shouted loudly to boost morale.

On the other side, the Khitan language also sounded in his ears: "Tear down these tents! Don't block the cavalry's route."

Yelu Dezhong and Dexin's faces suddenly turned black. They saw the knights over there continue to throw axes and the tents behind them collapsed with a loud bang. The two looked at each other, turned the reins together, and ran backwards under the protection of their personal soldiers.

"Coward! Stay here!" (End of this chapter)