Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Dedede——

At the urging of the knight, the warhorse trampled with crisp hooves, and loose soil splashed up.

Hao Siwen squeezed his horse's belly and rushed forward with his iron spear: "Let me experience the masculinity of Xu Huai."

Su Yi laughed and raised his painted halberd: "I will not let you down." He chopped at the opponent with the halberd in his hand, and the opponent also stabbed, and the two horses met at the moment.

when--

The halberd blade and the spear head collided fiercely, making a loud noise of metal clashing, and the sharp blade scraped against the spear tip, making a sound of friction.

Hao Siwen's arm sank slightly. After the collision, his arm was shaking a little. He turned his head to look at the still immature face, gritted his teeth and turned the horse's head.

"Again!" he roared.

The warhorse breathed a sigh of relief and rushed forward. The long spear collided with the chopped halberd several times. The older Jing Mu'an suddenly kicked the horse's belly. When the warhorse got close to Su Yi, he stepped on the stirrup, exerted force with both arms, swung the iron spear, and pushed the halberd away with a bang. The spear body was slid to the side, and he crossed his hands and smashed it back.

In the army, Guan Sheng stroked his long beard and could not help closing his eyes. In the shooting camp next to him, Huang Xin's face was filled with joy. He slapped his thigh and shouted to Hua Rong beside him: "General, Brother Hao is going to win."

"…He lost. General Hao is no match for him."

As Hua Rong opened his mouth, Su Yi's painted halberd moved downward, and the tail of the halberd thrust upward, directly blocking the iron spear that was thrown back. When the two horses staggered, Su Yi took a deep breath and shouted, "Go down!"

The painted halberd drew an arc from below and smashed upwards.

boom!
Hao Siwen's martial arts could only be considered proficient, but Su Yi had been in Bian Xiang's army and had followed Lu Zhishen in battles for the past two years. His martial arts and experience were far beyond the reach of ordinary generals. The painted halberd came at him fiercely, and he had no time to react. The "井" character hit his arm, and his sturdy body fell sideways and fell off his horse.

Reaching out to grab the reins, Su Yi had a smile on his face. At his age, he loved to show off his prowess in front of others. Now that he had defeated one person, he felt a sense of satisfaction. He thought that everyone in the army was respectful and polite to him because he was the younger brother of the imperial concubine, but they did not make friends with each other because of his military achievements. Now, he was able to show off his martial arts under the eyes of all the generals in the army. So this competition was not in vain.

Looking at the figure under the horse, he clasped his fists and said sincerely: "General Hao, I'm sorry!"

On the ground, Hao Siwen stood up in a somewhat awkward manner, his armor was covered with mud, and his body swayed. Seeing Su Yi's appearance, he could not say anything. After a moment of silence, he bowed and said, "...I am not as skilled as you, General Su is really good at martial arts."

After saying this, he walked to the back to pick up the fallen iron spear, walked down with a red face, pulled his mount that had run away, and returned to the shooting camp in shame.

As they walked, a warhorse ran in from the side. A tall figure wearing black cloud-patterned armor cast a long shadow on the ground under the sunlight. Just as Hua Rong and Huang Xin were comforting Hao Siwen, they ran up to Su Yi and bowed, "Congratulations to you, Shunzhou."

With a kick of his feet on the horse's belly, the tall figure suddenly rushed towards the opposite side. Su Yi instinctively gripped the long pole of the halberd and broke out in a cold sweat as he looked at the general who was two heads taller than him on the horse.

The war horses kicked up floating mud. In the center of the parade ground surrounded by the military formation, the soldiers in the front row stood behind huge shields, nervously looking at the two people approaching in the field. The iron weapons reflected the skylight, and the swaying light made people squint their eyes.

The next moment, the two war horses collided with each other, breathing hot air.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword swung in a semicircle, "bang", the blade, with all its strength, knocked the Fang Tian Huaji back. On the other side of the field of vision, Su Yi gritted his teeth, veins popped out of his hands, he shouted "ah", pushed forward with all his strength, forcing the blade back, kicked the horse's belly with his heel, took a long breath, "Hah!" and stabbed the Huaji towards the opposite side.

"General Su has already fought, and his physical strength is not as good as before..." The warhorse took a step forward. He Zhongbao's somewhat gloomy face showed a hint of approval, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand accurately chopped at the branch of the painted halberd.

"We won't know until the fight is over!"

bang——

The warhorse under He Chongbao's crotch was taller than an ordinary horse. In addition, he was also tall and had long arms. The sword in his hand was the first to arrive after the strike. When the two horses collided, sparks flew from the colliding weapons.

Su Yi gritted his teeth, his thrust had not yet reached the best point of force, and He Chongbao was stronger than him, and was immediately in extreme discomfort when he was hit by the three-pointed, double-edged sword.

The opponent turned his wrist and reversed the blade, instantly blocking the halberd. As the horse galloped, it dragged twice, almost causing the young man on the warhorse to lose his balance. Fortunately, Su Yi had become much calmer in recent years and had worked hard on his skills, so the halberd was not thrown out.

He Chongbao was a general who had fought for many years in the Liao Dynasty. Due to his identity as a Han general, he often charged into battle in person. Not only was he stronger than the three sons of the Su family, he was also extremely experienced. His martial arts were bold and powerful.

In an instant, the two weapons were separated and kept colliding in the air. Su Yi blocked a few times and couldn't help but cry out in pain. The opponents relied on their height and long arms to cut his painted halberd first, making him very uncomfortable. The sound of metal clashing rang out a few more times. The young man simply took the knife head-on, pushed it away with force, and shouted: "No more fighting!"

He Zhongbao raised his lips, and the knife in his hand stopped. He watched Su Yile turn his horse and retreat, and he bowed on the horse: "Thank you."

The soldiers of the surrounding armies immediately shouted excitedly, drew their swords and struck their shields to boost their morale. Several generals on horseback gathered together, talking about the martial arts of this former Liao army general, and were amazed at his ability to always intercept and attack before Su Yi.

"This He Zhongbao is quite skilled in martial arts. I have heard of him before when I was in Liao. I thought he was just bragging from Nanjing Dao, but I never thought he really has some real skills."

"Brother Yelu, don't you want to go up and fight?"

"I won't go." Yelu Ma Wu shook his head and looked sideways at the generals below the platform: "I am not going to show off my insignificant ability. General Han, won't you go up?"

"My father won't let me go." Han Chang looked at the two flags with the words "Wen" and "Mei" on the other side of the parade ground and said with some frustration, "He said this was just a martial arts competition, and if someone died, it would be hard to explain to His Majesty. Tsk... We all risked our lives on the battlefield, so why should I avoid them?"

"Your father has his considerations. You may be right to listen to him."

Yelu Ma Wu shrugged. He had a good relationship with the Han father and son in the past two years. He knew what Han Chang was talking about. However, as an outsider, he couldn't say much about such things. He couldn't persuade Han Changren to beat and scold them. He didn't have much friendship with the two generals.

In front of the Jurchens, Wanyan Zonghan rode his warhorse and looked at Wanyan Zongbing who was far away. He turned his head and looked at Wanyan Loushi who lowered his eyes: "Brother Loushi, why don't you go up and fight? This time we are fighting the Liao dogs, we can't be one step slower than others."

"No hurry." With his calloused hands holding the reins and his free hand stroking the horse's mane, Wanyan Loushi turned his head to look in the direction of the platform, his sight paused on the two flags of "Han" and "Yang": "We need to wait a little longer."

The wind blew over the high platform, and the flag of Qi below made a loud noise. Lu Bu watched Su Yi return to the camp with a smile in his eyes, and then watched Qin Ming rush up to fight with He Zhongbao. It took him a lot of effort to win, and he was waving the mace in a domineering manner.

“…Finally, it’s starting to get interesting.”

He muttered something, but Yu Cheng and Wei He, who were standing on the wooden steps beside him, didn't hear it clearly. They thought he was giving some instructions, so they looked at him quickly: "What do you want, Your Majesty?"

"Nothing... um..." Just as he was about to say nothing, he paused thoughtfully, lightly tapped the armrest of the seat, and said, "Let Du Fu, Xi Sheng, and Bian Xiang come up. They won't leave anyway, so come up and talk to me, so that I won't have to sit here alone in the cold wind."

On the parade ground below, Yelu Yudu rushed out from the army, waving his spear and stabbing at Qin Ming who was riding on a war horse.

Clang—the sound of weapons colliding came from below.

"Yes." Yu Cheng, who was on the wooden steps, responded and then went down. While instructing the soldiers to prepare chairs, he notified several generals to come up.

Soon, several people who climbed onto the high platform heard the soldiers shouting and fighting, turned their heads and looked down, and saw two figures entangled together and inseparable.

"Everyone, sit down and watch. You guys are enjoying the view from below, leaving me alone to enjoy the cool breeze up above." Lü Bu pointed to the seats at the bottom and said, watching the generals take their seats, he said with a smile: "I grant you the honor of watching the battle together, and by the way, enjoy the cool breeze together here."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the seat."

Du Fu, Xi Sheng and others bowed their hands to express their gratitude, and then walked over to sit down. The wind blew over the high platform, ruffling the cloak behind them. Xi Sheng rubbed his hands and smiled bitterly: "This platform is built too high."

The figures above burst into laughter, exchanged a few jokes with each other, and then were attracted by the sound of the competition below and looked over.

Bian Xiang watched Qin Ming's mace flying up and down, and from time to time he heard the voice of "I'll beat you to death with this mace!" He couldn't help scratching his cheek with his hand: "Captain Qin is still so impatient."

"It's just like watching Mi Xian from the past." Lu Bu laughed. Seeing that Yelu Yudu's spears were as fast as the last but he still couldn't defeat Qin Ming, he couldn't help but roar in anger.

bang bang bang-

The sounds of weapons clashing and colliding merged into one, echoing up to the platform.

"Brother Mi Xian was much more stable than him back then." Bian Xiang smiled bitterly, pointing at Pilihuo who had almost given up on defense and was only attacking with the opponent: "This guy only knows how to rush around recklessly after he gets too excited. It's okay if he meets someone who can conquer others with force, but I'm afraid he will meet someone who uses tricks."

"The army also needs a brave general like him to charge into battle." Lu Bu straightened his body, lowered his eyes and looked down. Amid the sound of weapons clashing, he said calmly, "It's almost done. It seems that both of them have run out of strength."

He turned to look at Yu Cheng and said, "Just tell them to come down. This isn't a life-and-death fight. We can stop here."

His voice was not loud, causing several people sitting on the side of the platform to turn their heads and look over. The tall young man over there nodded, patted his fat colleague, and the two of them quickly ran down.

Below, Pilihuo holding maces and Yelu Yudu with short hair crossed each other. The spiked maces and iron spears collided fiercely. The two men, panting heavily, gritted their teeth and persisted. The sounds of "hmm" and "hey" came out from their throats, and their horses took a step forward.

Clang——

The iron spears and the nail hooks made a sound when they crossed each other, and the two hard long poles collided with each other, making a squeezing sound.

"what--"

"drink--"

Two roars were uttered at the same time, and they pressed towards each other with force. The mace and iron spear that were deadlocked in the middle kept falling to the left and being pressed back to the right. Qin Ming's beard was almost standing up due to the force, and Yelu Yudu's face was also flushed.

In the army formation below the platform, there was a young figure holding a spear, eager to fight. The handsome Lu Fang was also wearing a bright red cape. He pointed at the figure coming down from the platform and said, "General, look, General Yu and General Wei are coming down."

Yang Zaixing looked in the direction of the finger, and then relaxed his grip on the gun: "It should be His Majesty who ordered them to come down and separate the two people."

The studious young man turned to look at the young Shangguan and asked, "How will this match be decided?"

"Why bother to judge who's better." Yang Zaixing looked over there with a smile: "Anyway, they are not the strongest in the army, so it's just a tie. There will be a strong opponent later. If they are not convinced after they rest, we can fight again."

"Will the General come up?"

Yang Zaixing took a breath and said, "Of course."

The sound of galloping war horses rang out from under the platform. Figures holding phoenix-head axes and broadswords rushed out from the guard formation, chopping the entangled weapons with one sword and one sword.

boom--

boom--

Qin Ming and Yelu Yudu felt their hands go numb at once and they quickly held on to their weapons, gasping for breath and glaring at each other, then looking at the two Zuo Wuwei generals approaching them.

Yu Cheng held the Phoenix Axe upside down and said, "Your Majesty, this is not a fight of life and death. We will end it here and call it a draw."

“Does that mean the vanguard has been appointed?” Yelu Yudu’s chest rose and fell, and his body leaned forward slightly.

"What are you thinking? There is no such good thing." Wei He grinned and pointed behind him: "There are still many people waiting behind you."

Yelu Yudu frowned, and Yucheng spoke: "The two generals can go down and rest for a while, and wait for the others to finish. If you still have strength, come up again."

"That's good." Qin Ming nodded, raised his mace and pointed at Yelu Yudu: "After I rest, I will beat you to death with one blow."

"Afraid of you?"

Yelu Yudu glanced at him sideways, snorted coldly, and didn't bother to pay attention to him. He turned the reins and ran back to the camp. The ugly monk and Xie Jianu hurried over to catch him. Seeing his expression, they hesitated and said, "General..."

"I came back to rest." Yelu Yudu waved his hand to stop the two from talking, his chest heaving, his eyes slightly red: "Yelu Yanxi, that bastard, I'm going to skin him alive when I go south!"

The two Khitan generals did not dare to say anything more. They stood behind him and looked towards the center of the parade ground.

The two generals of the Left Guard began to leave the field. At the signal of the Emperor on the high platform, the war drums sounded again. Many sword and shield soldiers struck their shields with their swords and shouted "Roar, roar, roar!"

The sound drowned out the sound of the flags being unfurled. Di Lei picked up two hammers and clamped them on the horse's belly. His cloak fluttered in front of his brothers' eyes. The two hammers collided in the air with a "bang" sound, and a few sparks flew: "It's my turn."

He spoke.

After several years of fighting, from being a reckless bandit just after leaving home, to now having made a name for himself in this northern land and becoming a general guarding a prefecture, he finally felt that he had restored some of the glory of his great-grandfather.

After a moment, the warhorse under him started running and headed towards the center. (End of this chapter)