Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

"Asshole, how dare you..."

The voices of shock and anger were drowned out by the sound of a rain of arrows hitting shields. Behind the shields, Yelu Guozhen and Guobao waved their guns to deflect the falling arrows, and both looked at the charging soldiers with grim faces.

"Kill the man named He..."

Yelu Guozhen said this, and shook the reins, and the warhorse rushed out immediately. Yelu Guobao on the side was anxious: "Brother, don't act rashly!" He turned around and pointed his gun: "What are you standing there for? Kill them, kill them!"

The personal guards on their war horses hurried forward to protect them. Arrows were flying in the air and Liao soldiers without armor kept falling to the ground with screams. Some of them cleverly ran to hide behind their comrades. The figure in leather armor turned around and glared fiercely, then turned his head to look at the approaching battle formation and took a breath.

The two armies were only a few dozen feet apart. The moving figures collided with each other the next moment. The soldiers of the two armies, holding shields, crowded together. Continuous loud noises were heard between the collisions of shields. The screaming crowd kept moving forward. Someone thrust out the spear in his hand. The general in the front shouted, "Push!"

"push--"

Hundreds of voices shouted together, and some people's feet sank into the mud. Some people screamed and fell down after being stabbed by spears. The people behind them immediately jumped forward and stabbed the iron spears in their hands at the opposite side. Shouts and screams were endless. Some people were shot several times, and their eyes were lifeless. They were pushed forward by their comrades behind them. The layers of bodies pressed against each other were exerting force, and the shields and weapons kept making metallic friction sounds.

Under the firelight, Yelu Guozhen, who was riding alone, roared loudly, knocking several figures away, and immediately lowered his head. Several arrows flew over his head with a "whoosh" sound. The tail feathers of the arrows brushed against his iron helmet, causing the expression of this brave general from the royal family to change.

"Look at the arrow, thief!"

Yelu Guobao was watching from behind and broke out in a cold sweat. He immediately put down his gun and took out his bow. While his horse was running, he shot several arrows in succession. Several archers fell to the ground immediately. However, more archers ran forward and aimed more arrows at the running horses. Then, he let go.

hum-

The bowstrings were trembling, and several Liao cavalrymen fell off their horses. Yelu Guozhen gritted his teeth and pulled out the arrow shot on his arm armor. He looked fiercely at He Chai who had drawn another long arrow. Seeing that He Chongbao and He Yun also drew their bows, he gritted his teeth, pulled the reins, and shouted, "Go back, go back——"

A dozen or so guards hurriedly turned their horses' heads.

"Run?" A ferocious look appeared on He Zhongbao's gloomy face, and he shot an arrow at Yelu Guozhen's back.

"what--"

A scream came from the mouth of the Khitan royal family, and then without turning back, he roared: "He Zhongbao, I will kill you!"

“Hmph…” He Zhongbao put down his bow. Seeing the figure in front of him with an arrow stuck in his back, he still rushed back to his own formation full of energy. He knew that the injury was not serious. Seeing that Yelu Guobao had come to help, he sighed: “What a pity…”, and then hung up the bow and raised the three-pointed double-edged sword: “Kill forward! They are few in number, surround them!”

"Ahhhh-"

Violent shouts came from the mouths of soldiers on the front line. The smell of rust overwhelmed the smell of fireworks. The fierce fighting made people's faces hideous and distorted. Soldiers wearing white inner garments and leather armor rushed forward in groups. Archers continuously shot arrows to suppress the spearmen in the rear of the enemy. Soldiers relying on shields exerted their strength, and the front line pressed towards the Liao army.

"I can't stop it!"

Yelu Guozhen's face turned pale as he allowed his brother to pull out the arrow stuck in the back of his armor. His armor was good and although the arrow penetrated into the armor, it was stuck by the armor plates and the strong force caused him pain.

"Brother, go first." Yelu Guobao took a breath and rubbed his face hard with his hands: "I'm dragging that bastard named He." He kicked the horse's belly and was about to move forward.

"No need." Yelu Guozhen grabbed the bridle of his warhorse and said, "We have already lost the battle tonight. There is no need to risk our lives. Let's go back to Nanjing and kill all the members of the He family to relieve my hatred."

The battle group in front was pressing towards the rear, and Yelu Guobao swallowed his saliva.

"Everything is up to Big Brother."

"Go!" With a low shout, the two men pulled their war horses. The few personal soldiers beside them immediately felt as if they had been pardoned. They quickly turned their horses' heads and followed the two men, running out of the camp.

In front, the three He brothers had been keeping an eye on the two of them. Seeing this, they shouted loudly: "Yelü Guozhen and Guobao have already abandoned you and fled. Why bother fighting for them? If you don't surrender now, when will you surrender?"

During the fight, someone couldn't help but turn around and looked at the figure of the commander who was just behind them. He shouted, "Damn Wang Ba, he really ran away!"

"Stop killing me, stop killing me, I surrender!"

"Everyone has run away, why are you still shooting a bird?"

The force of resistance was getting weaker and weaker, and the shieldmen in the front row gradually stopped after shouting. He Chongbao looked back at the fire and quickly directed everyone to run outside, and then began to line up again.

Shi Qian followed the guards behind him, watching the three brothers doing what they did and silently stroked his chin. Then he looked into the darkness and felt as if something was shaking over there. …

"Let's go!"

Yelu Guozhen beat his horse desperately, his vision gradually dimming. He turned his head to look behind him and saw that the pursuers were lining up in an orderly manner. He cursed He Zhongbao for being as cowardly as a mouse. If this guy could chase him regardless of the consequences, with the bravery of him and Guobao, none of the three brothers would survive. What a pity...

He glanced back again, sighed, then turned his head and frowned immediately. There was someone there.

Ahead, several sparks appeared in the field of vision, and then torches were lit. The dozen riders immediately pulled the reins. Yelu Guozhen and Guobao turned their heads and felt their scalps tingling.

Under the large banner with the word "Qi" on it, a fiery red figure was guarded by knights wearing fine armor, and a flag with the word "Lu" on it was fluttering in the wind in the air.

"Brother..." Yelu Guobao wanted to say something.

Yelu Guozhen was silent for a moment, and his hand holding the reins suddenly tightened: "...you will run faster in a moment."

In front, Xiao Haili's figure stood out from the crowd, holding up a copper knife: "Yelü Guozhen, Yelü Guobao, the King of Qi is here, why don't you dismount and surrender quickly?"

"spit--"

Yelu Guozhen spat and pointed the green spear in his hand: "I'm going to kill you! Xiao, you are a noble of our Khitan people, but you are acting like a dog for a Han Chinese. You really bring shame to your ancestors!"

"My ancestors are also your ancestors!" Xiao Hai sneered, "Don't use the Han and Khitan people to stir up trouble here. Once I die, I don't care about my status anymore. As long as I can kill that bastard Yelu Yanxi, I'll follow anyone!"

Yelu Guobao was furious when he heard this: "You are a damned bastard, you betrayed the gods, you will not have a good death in the future!"

At the back, Lu Bu looked ahead and shook his head: "Let Xiao Haili come back." Red Hare lifted his horse's legs and snorted: "It seems that these two people are unwilling to surrender."

"Your Majesty?" Yu Cheng looked at him.

"Do as you ask." Lu Bu said, stroking Red Hare's mane: "I don't have time to waste here with them."

"Yes."

Yu Cheng made a gesture, and a wolf rider ran out and said something to Xiao Haili. The Khitan man pointed at the two brothers opposite and said, "Then you will die."

Hit the horse and go back.

The two brothers looked at each other, and the younger brother shrugged: "It looks like I can't run away."

"Then kill them."

Yelu Guozhen picked up the gun and held it straight: "As the uncle said, Qi is a great enemy. It's a pity that your majesty still can't understand it. I hope our death can wake your majesty up."

"I'd like to follow my elder brother!"

"We are willing to stay with you." The guards beside him shouted in unison.

Yelu Guobao picked up the gun, and the two looked at each other, smiled, kicked their horses at the same time, and shouted: "I am Yelu Guozhen (Yelu Guobao), a descendant of the royal family, Lu Bu, die!"

The war horses galloped, and a dozen of them charged towards the thousands of cavalry over there.

"That's quite courageous."

Lu Bu praised, then pulled up the reins, raised the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, and pressed forward: "Help them!"

Red Hare neighed and rushed out first.

Behind him, the wolf riders followed, and the smoke and dust they raised engulfed everything. (End of this chapter)