Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Chapter 875 Confrontation
The night was dark, half dyed red, the fire was still spreading, and the smell produced by various fireworks mixed together and filled the air.

The fighting on the river bank was going on very quickly. Both the attacked and the attackers were afraid of being trapped by the flames and they wanted to escape immediately. They chopped a few times without caring whether they killed anyone or not, and ran swiftly after the general with a white scarf on his head in front of them.

A figure on horseback ran in the firelight and cut the man who was blocking his way in half with a three-pointed, double-edged sword. The half of the body that was not yet dead was crawling on the ground, and when he screamed loudly, the short figure came forward and chopped off his head with a knife.

"General He, hurry up, there's a fire coming over there!"

The firelight shone on Shi Qian, and he would occasionally glance at the flames licking the tents and human bodies, but the distance of several dozen feet made it really unsafe, not to mention that the fire snake was still swimming towards this side.

"I know." He Zhongbao responded solemnly. His tall figure sat on his warhorse and coughed from time to time. He quickly glanced around and raised his knife to point to the side where the fire had not yet burned. "Go over there. That's the main road to the central army. It can isolate the fire and won't burn over there for a while."

"Let's go, let's go -"

Upon hearing this, He Chai raised the sword in his hand upside down and rode his horse to run over there. While the soldiers behind were marching, He Chongbao and He Yun protected Shi Qian and quickly caught up.

The rebellious Liao army hurriedly ran across the road that divided the plum blossom-shaped camp into two. A fire snake suddenly jumped over in the wind, swallowing up everything on the side like a whale, and then burst out with an even more intense breath. Amid the crackling sound, the scene of the so-called fire expanded a lot.

"Let's go. This place will probably be burned by the flames." He Zhongbao turned his head to look and couldn't help but wipe his face. He swung his three-pointed double-edged sword and said, "Yelü Guozhen and Guobao will definitely not be able to escape far. Get your bows and crossbows ready. Watch over them and don't try to be brave on your own. Serve me with your bows and crossbows."

After saying that, he kicked the horse's belly and left.

He Chai could no longer hold back, but he was also a general in Nanjing Road, and he knew very well how powerful those two royal family members were. When he saw his brother moving forward, he and He Yun hurriedly caught up, and the Liao soldiers following behind them marched forward with a rumbling sound.

Soon, a piece of burning cloth floated by and landed on the intact tent roof. A wisp of black smoke rose from the burning, and then the flames spread around.

……

at the same time.

The large banner with the word "Qi" on it passed the cavalry guarding the southwest road and continued to move towards the riverside where there was no fire yet. The rumbling sound of horse hooves rang behind the fiery red figure, and the guarding wolf riders straightened their backs one by one, as if they were nailed to the horse's back, and moved away with the bumpy ride of the warhorse.

Flags with the word "WANYAN" on them were flying in the air. A Jurchen general named Zong Han was riding on his horse and issuing orders continuously. The messenger cavalry were running, and the newly formed 500 knights under his command kept coming forward to clear the wooden fences of the camp in front. The Liao soldiers who escaped were often nailed to the ground by the cavalry who pulled the bowstrings just after running a dozen feet. However, there were still some who were lucky enough to survive and were stabbed to death by the cavalry. Some people saw that there were people blocking this side and did not dare to come over. They turned around and ran into the darkness further south, and then there was no sound.

Wanyan Zonghan frowned in the distance and couldn't help looking towards the south: "What is that bastard Wushu doing..."

Muttering this, the former Jin general did not send anyone to inquire. Although they were of the same clan, his relationship with Wanyan Zongbing was very bad now. The latter was even unwilling to get close to Lu Bu because he was also at the military meeting. This behavior seemed stupid to him.

"Pass the order, tell the soldiers in the front not to worry about what's going on over there, and not to cross the center line of the camp. Those who disobey the order will be executed!" Wanyan Zonghan said coldly, looking at the place in the south where he thought someone should be, and snorted: "After the battle, I want to see how you explain it to the king!"

Cavalrymen ran out behind him.

……

Thick smoke was drifting in the opposite direction.

The brothers Yelu Guozhen and Guobao fled in a hurry, leaving less than two thousand soldiers with them. Many of them were wearing armor, and they were all soldiers who had been on night duty in the camp. These people were also smart. When they saw the Qi army's navy firing fire arrows, they all ran out of the camp and were recruited by the two royal children.

In addition, there were thousands of soldiers around, some holding weapons and some with bare upper bodies, all of whom were captured by the two men along the way.

"The Qi army came from afar...how did they know we were here?"

Yelu Guobao's face was dark and gray. He reached out his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, and suddenly it was white and black. "It's like these Qi dogs just smelled the scent and came here. The scouts in the army are damned. They didn't even notice the enemy's shadow."

"Don't say anything." Yelu Guozhen took off his helmet and looked outside the camp vigilantly, his braids hanging down from both sides of his head shaking: "Now is the critical moment for you and me."

In the darkness, the fire illuminated less than a hundred feet away, and the area further away seemed isolated from the rest of the world. There was only a pitch black mass the same color as the sky and earth, with no sight at all.

Yelu Guobao looked into the darkness. He was no longer as resolute as before, pulling his brother to run. He swallowed hard and moved the hand holding the green gun: "How about... gather some more soldiers?"

Yelu Guozhen was silent for a moment: "There is no need. Most of those who can escape now are cowards without weapons or armor. No matter how many there are, they will be of no use." The brother turned his gaze to the soldiers beside him, and then nodded. Regardless of how many people there were, at least they looked calm.

Just as they were thinking about it, there was a noise coming from the camp behind them, and running footsteps stepped on the ground, covering up the crackling sound of burning, which immediately attracted the two men to look back.

In the corner of the tent that had not yet been burned by the fire, a figure in white clothes and armor appeared, and then more soldiers in white ran out with swords and shields. The two men were stunned for a moment: "Where did so many people come from?"

Behind him, the horse's head poked out, the dark blue armor on the warhorse flashed with a metallic luster in the firelight, and under the iron helmet was a familiar gloomy face.

"He Chongbao?!"

Yelu Guobao showed a look of joy on his face. Just as he was about to call someone over, his brother's expression suddenly changed: "No, there is something wrong with this group of people."

"Hey?"

Yelu Guobao was stunned, and heard the people next to him yelling: "Shield bearers, retreat, be careful, that He guy is rebelling!"

"Big brother..."

Yelu Guobao wanted to ask something else, but his brother interrupted him: "You are stupid! How can everyone wear white clothes and white scarves on their heads!"

He turned his horse around, took a deep breath, raised his green spear and pointed: "He Zhongbao, am I right? You are rebelling?!"

The soldiers beside him hurriedly stepped forward, holding heavy shields and facing their comrades behind them. Long spears and iron spears stretched out from the gaps in the shields, immediately forming a temporary defense line.

The figure in white clothes and a white cloth wrapped around his head stopped at the general's call. The figure holding a sword and shield walked forward. Behind him were rows of archers in formation. The running figure left a passage for a horse's length. The general holding a three-pointed double-edged sword slowly rode forward and bowed: "Why do you say that? My loyalty is known to the sun and the moon. Why do you say that I am a traitor?"

Yelu Guobao looked at him, then at his brother, moved his lips but said nothing.

"Can the sun and the moon bear witness to this?!" Yelu Guozhen snorted coldly, raised his hand and pointed at him: "Then what do you mean by asking the soldiers to line up?"

He Zhongbao took a puff of smoke, clasped his fists and bowed his head: "Let the soldiers line up to fight. I am afraid and have no choice but to do it."

"Oh? If there is no evil in your heart, why should you be afraid of it?"

Yelu Guozhen sneered and retracted his arm. His warhorse moved a little and he pulled the reins: "Then I'll tell the soldiers to move aside. Do you dare to come here alone?"

He Zhongbao was silent for a moment, raised his head, and tried to calm the agitated horse: "With such a big fire, I dare not leave the soldiers alone." Then he looked around and raised the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand: "The fire in the rear is too strong, soldiers, listen to my order, and move forward!"

Boom boom boom——

The army immediately moved forward, with rows of soldiers raising their shields to their chests and their blades pointed outwards.

“Damn it…” Yelu Guobao’s eyes widened, and he pointed the gun in his hand: “You are so bold! Traitors like you should have been tied up and chopped off long ago!”

The soldiers marching forward cut through the tents that blocked their way and walked out from the inside. The rumbling sound of their footsteps caused a commotion among the Liao soldiers on the opposite side.

He Chai sneered in the battle formation, pointing the big knife in his hand at the ground: "Forget about staying here. If you have the time to talk to my brothers, you might as well find a way to escape from this fire."

"Why did you say so much to him, second brother?" He Yun held the long-handled broadsword in his hand, raised it suddenly and took a deep breath: "The beast is blocking the road ahead, archers, prepare--"

"shoot!"

Arrows rained down.

(End of this chapter)