Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

The sun shone on the earth, human figures were entangled, people kept falling in pools of blood, corpses were piled up and covered, and the wounded of the right guard gritted their teeth and held on to the front line.

Someone shot an arrow that flew past the side. Li Ji lowered his head. The arrow flew past the iron helmet. A scream of "Ah--" was heard nearby. Several people turned their heads and saw the son-in-law Xiao Yu pulling the arrow out of his shoulder and throwing it to the ground with a painful look on his face. He was rubbing his shoulder where the inner armor was not broken and grimacing.

"Damn it, it's so unlucky."

Take a step back.

Li Ji was silent for a moment: "These soldiers have gone crazy. If we stay here any longer, I'm afraid we will lose our lives here. It's better for us to move on quickly."

Qiong Yao Na Yan raised his red precious spear, and the hand holding the spear trembled. It was because the base of his thumb had just rested for a short time, and when he picked up the spear again, he felt a burning pain. The muscles on his face couldn't help but tremble. "General Li is right. If we wait here, we will die. Why don't we give it a try? Maybe we can fight our way out."

Zhier Fulang stood on one foot, leaning on the moon axe in his hand. He nodded vigorously after hearing the words: "I will listen to the general."

Li Ji looked at the two princes-in-law. The two looked at each other. Prince Taizhen sighed and said, "It's the only way. Otherwise, when our strength is exhausted, we will still be killed by the Qi army."

Xiao Yu smacked his lips, covered his shoulder and nodded reluctantly: "Okay, I agree, but I'm afraid I can't rush to the front because my shoulder hurts so much."

"I'll lead the way!" X2
Zhier Fulang and Qiong Yao Nayan spoke at the same time, then looked at each other and looked at Li Ji together.

"…You two should take a rest."

The guards led the war horses over. Li Ji reached out to grab the saddle, climbed on, and swung his gun in his hand. "One of you has a broken leg, and the other has a broken hand. Your martial arts skills are compromised. How can you rush out? Although I am tired, at least I am not injured. Besides, I am the general of the right guard. It is a dereliction of duty to lead more than half of my men to death. Now I should do something."

"General!" Zhier Fulang limped two steps and grabbed his reins: "I am one of the generals of the right guard. Since I am still alive, how can I let the general go forward to fight while I feel at ease and stay behind? Please let me clear the way for you!"

Li Ji was silent for a moment, looking at him thoughtfully: "Now you are not afraid of death anymore."

Zhier Fulang swung his moon axe and said: "I am afraid of death, but I am not afraid of dying in battle!"

"...You are quite contradictory." Li Ji looked at him and sighed.

"I think what he said is right, this is the spirit of a man of our generation!" Taizhen's husband clapped his hands and said, "I am not injured either, let's run out together." He turned to look at Qiong Yao Nayan and Xiao Yu and said, "We have to rush out anyway. If we don't work together, we will be chopped down by the Qi people as soon as we rush out."

Qiong Yao Nayan nodded: "I have no objection."

"I..." Xiao Yu covered his shoulder, looked around, and said reluctantly: "Of course I have no objection."

"Okay!" Li Ji nodded immediately: "Since everyone agrees, let's have another fight." He suddenly raised his breath and shouted: "Men of the Right Guard, follow me and charge out!"

He pulled the reins and ran outside, protected by his personal guards and Princess Taizhen's husband.

On the simple defense line, the wounded soldiers of the Right Guard, numbering less than a thousand, looked back upon hearing the noise. The surviving officers of the Right Guard shouted "Retreat!" one after another. The figures standing in the front roared and pushed away their comrades with madness in their eyes, and retreated together with swords and shields. Soon, the figures that were knocked away rushed together again in chaos, broken limbs and arms flew into the air, blood splattered on the figures around them, and immediately attracted more people to fight.

The soldiers of the Right Guard in the rear turned around one after another. The cavalrymen who had lost their horses marched silently with swords and spears in hand. Some of the infantrymen had injured arms and broken heads, and they wrapped themselves tightly and ran out with their swords in hand. Zhier Fulang, Qiong Yao Nayan and other generals also rode on their horses. Xiao Yu also climbed onto the horse's back with a grin, and then rushed out of this simple position with the soldiers of the Right Guard.

……

The sky was filled with clouds, and the light from the sky sent heat toward the alert black figure below.

A chaotic fight was going on ahead. Shi Wengong's sharp eyes scanned this unexpected battlefield. Brown figures were entangled together. Most of the flags were knocked to the ground. Only a few were still held high in the center. When he saw the flags moving, his eyes suddenly lit up and he pointed his Fang Tian Hua Ji in that direction: "The Liao people are moving. Follow me. Don't let any of them escape!"

War horses and people were galloping across the field, circling from the side to where the flag of the right guard general was.

Shi Wengong did not choose to charge straight in. Although the Liao army camp ahead was experiencing internal strife, who knew if he went forward now would frighten them and make them retreat? If he rushed forward out of fear and caused the cavalry in the rear to be injured, it would be totally unworthy. These irrational soldiers would recover sooner or later, and it would be most labor-saving to capture the exhausted ones then.

The remnants of the Right Guard were a bit slow in breaking through. There were Liao soldiers everywhere who were fighting instinctively. Their first reaction when they saw a figure was to swing their swords and chop, completely disregarding whether they could offend the person in front of them.

Li Ji and Taizhen's husband roared and waved their spears and halberds. They couldn't bear to kill them, so they sent the soldiers flying one after another. When the soldiers got up from the ground, they rushed over again without stopping. After all, they were too tired. After repeating this again and again, Li Ji roared: "Don't hold back. If you keep dawdling, you and I will be stuck in this quagmire." He looked around with despair in his eyes: "The flag of the Qi army is moving! Go--"

The halberd whistled, and the consort of Taizhen stabbed the charging soldier in the chest with a halberd with a cold face, shouting: "If you see me, let's charge out together!"

"Follow up! Keep up!"

Li Ji shouted wildly, and the long spear in his hand made a line, and he stabbed the soldiers in front of him to death. Behind him, Fu Langyue Axe was raised high, and he shouted and chopped the people to death on the spot. It's just that his legs and feet couldn't hold the horse's belly and his body was shaking a little, but it was much better than Qiong Yao Nayan on the other side, whose eye muscles twitched every time he fired a shot. This fierce general from the border army felt a dull pain in his hand bones. He was seriously injured by the violent halberd last night.

Amid the shouting and fighting, brown-clad figures fell to the ground one after another. A large number of wounded soldiers of the Right Guard rushed over and cooperated with each other to kill people. Occasionally, someone rushed over relying on his physical strength to thin the broken line a little more, but he had already lost his mind and was nailed to the ground by several spears. He let out a few roars and died.

Xiao Yu rode his warhorse, wandering left and right among the crowd, trying his best to avoid fighting while looking up at the situation around him. Seeing the black flag moving along the periphery, his face suddenly changed. He gently pulled the reins, and a soldier passed by him.

Outside, more than 1,500 war horses galloped across the ground with their hooves. The rumbling sound stimulated the soldiers who had lost their minds, and they attacked the people on the opposite side with greater force.

At a certain moment, Li Ji picked up the figure in front of him and flew away. He felt his vision went blank. He didn't have time to be happy that he had broken out of the encirclement. In his sight, the black flag continued to stretch, drawing an arc more than fifty feet away. The yellow earth flew up, making the red word "Qi" look even more bloody, and then the black wave surged towards him.

"Form up! Meet the enemy!"

The broken roar made the soldiers who broke out of the encirclement move. The footsteps moved quickly, but many soldiers had despair on their faces. One of them was holding on with one hand, and when his intact hand loosened, the spear fell to the ground with a "clang". The small sound attracted many eyes.

The horses' hooves were galloping faster and faster. Shi Wengong raised the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, and his powerful voice echoed under the sky: "Kill——"

"kill!"

At this moment, the sounds of countless cavalrymen resounded through the sky. The sound of horse hooves suddenly rang out on the ground like thunder, and the strong hooves crushed the soil. The knights in the front row drew out their bows amid the generals' roars, and put the tail feathers of arrows on them with their other hands.

"Shi... should be the General Pingdong of Qi." The consort Taizhen looked at the fluttering flags, holding the painted halberd tightly, and then changed his hand and wiped the palm on the cloth: "This guy can be ranked among the four generals, he must be no easy man."

"...Get ready to fight." Li Ji was silent for a moment, holding the spear with a little more force, looking at the cavalry in front of him with a look of relief: "If the prince consort can go back, remember to tell my son that his father is..."

Zhier Fulang clenched the moon axe in his hand.

Qiong Yao Na Yan and Tai Zhen's husband looked at the Right Guard General who was speaking with complicated eyes, but before the figure in their sight could finish his words, a loud roar came to their ears: "Stop fighting, I surrender!" Bang-dong——

Dang clang——

The sounds of metal and wooden poles falling to the ground were heard one after another. Several generals on horseback turned their heads in surprise, and saw that the soldiers of the right guard threw their swords to the ground one by one. Even the personal soldiers around them hesitated and threw down their weapons.

One soldier had taken off his outer leather armor and was taking off his inner white undershirt. He used the butt of his spear to swing it, ran forward two feet, and shouted loudly.

"We surrender, we surrender!"

"We surrender!"

"General, surrender!"

The corners of Li Ji's mouth twitched twice, and he stared at the soldiers running forward with wide eyes. The spear was shaking slightly because his palm was tightly clenched. The veins on the back of his hand holding the reins were bulging, and his arm was raised and lowered.

Zhier Fulang, Qiongyao Nayan, and Taizhen Fuma seemed to have lost the ability to speak for a moment, uttering monosyllables of "You...ah...ah?" and pointing with trembling hands at the guards who had thrown down their weapons. Some of them stood by them with swords and guns with a firm look on their faces, some of them were thin-skinned and lowered their heads in shame, and some of them got off their horses and looked at their commander sincerely: "General, we can't win, so why not keep our bodies useful for the future."

The sound of the wind was ringing in their ears, and their vision was filled with waving white flags. The cavalrymen holding the bows were a little overwhelmed for a moment, and they kept turning their heads to look at the generals who also had puzzled expressions.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Shi Wengong shouted hurriedly, and the charging cavalrymen subconsciously tightened the reins. The horses stomped on the ground with the strength of the riders on them, and dust flew up all over the sky. Less than ten feet away, a black figure stopped and looked at the surrendering soldiers on the opposite side.

The flag moved forward in the crowd. The cavalrymen in front pulled the reins and made way. Shi Wengong, wearing the newly made large-leaf dragon scale armor and riding a red-maned horse, glanced from left to right and from right to left twice and said, "Please ask your commander to reply!"

The soldiers in white robes breathed a sigh of relief, leaned on their spears and looked back. Over there, the right guard general with a grim face rode his horse out of the crowd.

Shi Wengong frowned and pointed his halberd forward: "Your troops have surrendered, why don't you dismount?"

The sounds of internal fighting among the Liao soldiers in the rear were boiling. Li Ji looked straight ahead, holding the reins, pointing his gun with one hand: "Who said that I, Li Ji, want to surrender!"

"General..." Voices were heard from all around.

"Shut up! I'm not as spineless as you!" Li Ji tilted his head slightly and roared, then pointed at Shi Wengong: "Qi thieves! I'm a general of the imperial court, how can I surrender to you so easily! If you have the guts, take my life. If you want me to surrender..." He narrowed his eyes and spit out saliva: "Wishful thinking!"

Shi Wengong glanced at the many Right Guard soldiers who lowered their heads, and then looked at Li Ji who looked excited. He understood something, and as his eyes turned, he took a deep breath and said, "Who else is refusing to surrender?"

The soldiers standing in the front quickly took a few steps back, and the formation became chaotic. A dozen riders rode out on their horses. They were none other than Zhier Fulang, Taizhen's husband, and Qiongyao Nayan, the three generals, and their personal soldiers.

Li Ji looked back at Zhier Fulang and the others, his mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything. He took a breath, calmed down, turned around and said, "Qi thieves! There are still men in this world who are not afraid of death." He pointed his spear and said, "Do you dare to fight Li Ji? If you win, all our lives will belong to you. If you lose, you let them go!"

"General Lee!"

"General!"

"Seeking death?" Shi Wengong frowned and snorted, "I didn't expect you still have some backbone..."

Behind him, the deputy general who had been listening hurriedly came closer and said, "General, you can't do that. He can't wait for the meal. We only need a few dozen soldiers to kill him. What if something goes wrong?"

Shi Wengong was silent for a moment, then slowly turned his head and looked the deputy general up and down: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

“…I dare not.” The deputy general lowered his head and dared not say more.

Shi Wengong turned around and glanced at Li Ji and the others: "I have military orders on me, so I don't have time to risk my life with you. If you want to live, dismount and lay down your weapons! Otherwise..."

He raised one hand, and there was a rustling sound behind him. Several rows of cavalry raised their bows and pointed them in this direction.

Li Ji's face twitched, and he turned back to look at the personal soldiers and generals who had come out. These people had solemn expressions and nodded at him. Then they turned their heads and looked at the sky. He closed his eyes for two breaths, opened them suddenly, jumped on his horse, held his spear, and shouted: "I am Li Ji, the general of the Right Guard!"

Zhi'er Fulang, Taizhen's husband, and Qiongyao Nayan shouted "Ah--" and rushed towards Shi Wengong together with their bodyguards.

The raised arm swung down.

"shoot--"

hum-

The moment the knight on horseback let go of his hand, dense arrows shot towards the rushing figure.

There was a sound of an arrow piercing flesh and blood.

……

at the same time.

The wind and clouds were rolling, and the smell of war was spreading to the west.

The Qi army sent troops westward early in the morning. The cavalry of Wang De's army, holding the flag of Marshal Yelu Dezhong, ran under the city of Huizhou, and their shouts of surrender caused a panic on the city wall.

Soon, someone hung a white flag and the tightly closed city gates opened. Officials of all ranks in the city came out one after another with their hands tied and knelt in front of Wang De and Wanyan Zonghan.

The two surprised men left 500 cavalrymen here to watch, sent someone to notify Lu Bu in the rear, and continued to move towards Longhuazhou with flags.

From then on, the gate of Linhuang Prefecture was opened to Lü Bu. (End of this chapter)