Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Boom boom boom——

The horses' hooves kicked up mud and sand, and they trembled at the shield wall and the forest of spears. Wang De's roar just now made the Liao army soldiers instinctively look back, and they saw that Yelu Dezhong and Dexin had indeed turned their horses' heads and prepared to slip away, and their morale was immediately greatly reduced.

Wang De also fought his way up from the bottom of the battlefield, and immediately noticed something was wrong: "Follow me!" He roared, and his horse's hooves roared as he started to gallop.

The personal soldiers behind him were still controlling the speed of their horses to avoid rushing too forward and running into the forest of spears. They never expected that their commander would suddenly speed up and they quickly rode their horses to catch up.

At the side, a black shadow suddenly rushed out, and the iron helmet with wolf-hair flashed in people's eyes. Yelu Ma Wu suddenly shouted: "General Wang, one for each of you!"

Amid the sound of horse hooves, the warhorse accelerated and overtook Wang Dexian. The spear in his hand trembled as he thrust it into the forest of spears. The Liao soldiers were wavering and their grip on the spears and iron spears loosened a little, which were immediately bounced away by him. The black armor with cloud pattern and wolf hair stimulated the eyes of the shield bearer. He sank and poked the iron spear, and with a loud bang, the sword and shield bearer was knocked flying. The sound of hand bones breaking was heard in the air, and the warhorse instantly killed into the crowd.

"Yelü Mawu, you bastard..."

Wang De shouted, and saw that he relied on the speed of his horse to charge into the crowd first. He swung the big knife in his hand and forced away the spears that had relaxed their power. The big knife turned, and the tempered blade slapped a Liao soldier directly in the face: "You are so rude!" The soldier flew to the side with blood spurting from his mouth and nose. This ugly man also charged in fearlessly.

"Haha, you're too slow!"

Yelu Ma Wu thrust his spear into the face of the spearman in front, roared like a tiger and swung up the corpse. The veins on his bloodstained face bulged on his forehead. He swung his arms violently, and the corpse smashed several Liao soldiers on the side, and was thrown to the Liao army in front. The reins were pulled, the warhorse neighed, and the man stood up, shouting in Khitan language in the air: "I am Yelu Ma Wu——"

The iron spear fell, and the stabbing spear fell out of his hand and fell to the ground with a bang. The Liao army commander who wanted to take the opportunity to kill him looked down at his trembling hands, his palms were bloody. Then, the horse's hoof stomped down hard and continued to rush forward. The spear pierced the man's chest and lifted him up. The roaring voice continued: "Yelü Dezhong, Dexin, you two cowards, come back and fight me!"

Wang De stood behind and watched Yelu Ma Wu suddenly explode in front of him. He gritted his teeth and roared "Ah--" and swung his sword left and right. The heavy sword chopped down, shattering the spear shaft and sending the figure holding the spear shaft falling to the ground with a bang. He wailed miserably while holding his broken arm. The forelimbs, which were still connected to a piece of flesh, trembled in the air. Then the horse's hooves stepped over quickly, crushing the leg bones, and rushed towards the enemy in front with a bang.

The cavalrymen in the rear also charged forward, and followed the two generals in the front who rushed in fiercely, causing a huge crash. The Liao soldiers who were abandoned by their commander immediately shouted, and the neatly arranged defense line began to collapse.

The two Liao royal family generals who were retreating anxiously looked back and saw someone behind them crashing into the defense line. Their hearts sank and they turned around to urge their soldiers to run fast. However, more than 3,000 people were crowded at the gate of the village. How could they get through in such a hurry? Yelu Dexin became ruthless and killed the panicked soldiers in front of him with a knife, shouting: "Get out of my way! Everyone, retreat to the side."

The guards around followed suit, drawing their swords and spears and rushing forward to slash and stab. Screams rang out in the crowd. Many Liao soldiers retreated to the sides in panic, but were squeezed again. The flashes of swords and spears came over their heads, and several more corpses lay down. In the light of the fire, the look of death with eyes open made the faces of their comrades nearby blush.

"I will fight with you!"

"Kill these bastards!"

Several hot-tempered soldiers turned around and rushed forward, stabbing back with spears and iron spears. Immediately, a personal soldier was stabbed to death on the ground without paying attention. Seeing this, Yelu Dezhong became annoyed, and moved his Fang Tian Huaji, urging his horse to charge forward: "Get out of my way! I am a descendant of Taizong!" The halberd chopped down, blood and flesh splattered, smashing the spear head and smashing the spearman's head. The yellow horse under him had already charged into the crowd.

Yelu Dexin also swung his sword and urged his horse to kill his soldiers. In an instant, the horse rushed forward more than twenty feet. He felt the pressure in front was reduced, and under the protection of his personal soldiers, he hurried to the next camp, leaving behind a trail of broken corpses.

Yelu Ma Wu and Wang De in the rear were blocked by the infantry. They were both a little angry because these two people escaped under their noses. They roared and urged their horses forward. The former shouted: "If you want revenge, don't block the way."

The Liao soldiers at the front gate were still hesitating whether to flee or surrender, but after hearing his words, they immediately tried their best to move aside and let the two men rush out with dozens or hundreds of cavalry. Cavalrymen under Yelu Ma Wu came from behind and, seeing this, called for surrender in Khitan. Many soldiers put down their weapons and squatted in the open space outside the camp under the rough command of the Qi soldiers. Some knights who were patrolling around the military camp outside came over and pointed bows and crossbows at them.

The flames spread, the night was obscured by thick smoke and sparks, the flames illuminated the sky red, and further out, countless cavalrymen ran while watching the rising black smoke. The fire in the Daling River camp burned fiercely, dragging this area into a purgatory of blood and fire.

A large number of Liao soldiers from Zhongjing Road who were under the command of Yelu Dehua were in a panic. Some of them were closer to the outer wooden fence and climbed up hastily. As soon as they loosened their feet and jumped down, arrows pierced their bodies with a whizzing sound. They fell to the ground with a scream of "Ah--" and their heads were broken and bleeding, or they fell back into the camp on their backs and hit their comrades. Several short screams rang out one after another.

Then a rain of arrows fell, and more casualties occurred here.

"Back off, back off!" A general saw this and rushed forward and shouted, "There are enemy troops outside, don't panic, raise your shields, raise your shields!"

A large group of figures retreated from the wooden fence, and those holding shields stepped forward. A rain of arrows shot in from outside, and faint black shadows could be seen in the firelight. Some people rolled and crawled to hide behind their shields, while others screamed miserably and fell to the ground, covering their wounds and crawling behind their shields, but were stepped on on the back by their frightened comrades, and another scream was uttered.

More soldiers began to line up under command, facing the camp on the left wing, where some figures were digging trenches diligently to prevent the fire from spreading.

"The flames can't reach this camp for the time being." Dong Ping rubbed his nose and looked at the camp burning in the distance. The eagle and blue ox flags of the Liao army were shrouded in black smoke. Then he turned his head and looked at the figure riding a fiery red warhorse and holding a Fang Tian Huaji in the back from time to time.

On the undulating ground, the flag with the word "Lu" was erected there. Yu Cheng and his personal guards were guarding the surroundings. In the back, there was complete silence. Wolf riders with black background and white stripes were fluttering in the night sky. The night wind blew the general's clothes. Lu Bu kept issuing various orders to his messengers, and from time to time he looked at the burning camp, and finally looked at the intact Liao army camp in the northwest.

"It seems that the wind tonight cannot completely engulf this place."

Watching the messenger leave, Red Hare moved his legs, and Lü Bu raised his painted halberd and pointed forward: "Let Dong Ping, Hu Yanzhuo, and Han Chang go up and capture this camp for me."

He turned to look at Yang Zaixing beside him and said, "You lead the wolf riders to patrol the periphery. If there is a chance, charge in."

"Yes!" (End of this chapter)