Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Chapter 986 Showing to the Public
The sky moved to the west, and the sunlight hovering on the treetops shone directly down, making it feel a little uncomfortable. The soldiers who were setting up camp lowered their heads and didn't look at the bright ball of light.

Vehicles loaded with supplies were unloaded one after another, and young men in cloth clothes picked up the wooden boxes and carried them aside. Parts of different lengths began to be assembled in the hands of military craftsmen. Several crossbows appeared in the open space of the military camp. Soldiers in twos and threes in the distance took a few looks and then continued to carry the wood to reinforce the rest of the place.

A row of chevaux de frise, nearly as tall as a person, stood in front of the camp, and the erected wooden fences were connected together. A craftsman was swinging a small hammer to hit the mortise and tenon joints. Some places were newly chiseled and were relatively dry when combined, and would need to be fixed with ropes later.

Amid the sounds of ding-dong-dong, someone screamed "Ah--" and quickly retracted his hand, took a breath of cool air and put it into his mouth, loosened his grip on the hammer with one hand, and it fell to the ground with a "dong".

"Old Chen, you also have times when you fail!"

"You always brag about your good life, but you still smashed your fingers, don't you?"

The craftsmen next to him started laughing. The man called Lao Chen blushed and then glared at them with a red face and thick neck: "Laugh at your mother, I just lost my concentration for a moment and didn't hold it firmly, laugh, laugh, laugh... clamp your bird's beak and do your work."

"Hey, the old guy is angry out of shame."

A few good friends pointed at him and there was a burst of laughter. Old Chen snorted twice, took his hand out, bent down to take the hammer, and his outstretched hand suddenly stopped.

In the sight, the hammer was shaking gently on the ground, and the fine dust next to it was also trembling slightly.

"Old Chen, why can't you straighten your back?"

"You're not even a wife yet and you're already injured?"

"Shut up!" The man suddenly stood up straight amidst the teasing.

"What? I'm really annoyed..."

"There are cavalry!"

Old Chen howled, interrupting his companions and quickly ran to the back, soon running away from the crowd.

The craftsmen around who were listening to his shouting stopped their work, the clanging sounds suddenly stopped, and their ears became quiet in an instant.

A faint roar came from a distance. A craftsman nearby was holding an ink line. The moment he straightened it, the black silk thread trembled slightly, and a piece of it was instantly scratched on the wood.

"…It's the cavalry."

"Is it an officer?"

"Old Chen has participated in several wars..."

The voices of hesitation spread among the craftsmen, some believed it, some did not. After a moment, a soldier came over and shouted, "What are you all arguing about! If you keep dawdling and fail to complete the work, be careful of being whipped."

When the timid ones turned their heads away, the brave ones pointed to the north and said, "Sir, are there any cavalry from the government army over there?"

"What cavalry?" The soldier glared at him first, then looked in the direction he was looking. The rising dust was already visible to the naked eye, with small black dots faintly visible in it.

Suddenly, smoke rose into the sky.

"Enemy... cough, enemy, cough cough... enemy attack!"

The Liao soldier's eyes suddenly widened, he shouted and ran back. When the craftsmen around heard it, they shouted and turned around and ran, leaving most of the facilities behind.

Dangdangdang——

The sound of the golden bell's warning rang out in the military camp. The generals wearing armor and carrying swords suddenly opened their tents and quickly put their helmets on their heads: "Don't panic, the craftsmen retreat, the shield bearers go forward to hold the fence, the spearmen line up at the back, and where are the archers? Gather quickly--"

"Raise the signal smoke to inform the entire army that they are under attack—"

Before the order was fully given, the ground beneath his feet suddenly shook and the sound of horse hooves approached from afar. He quickly jumped onto his horse, turned the reins and looked towards the north. A black line was spreading across the plain.

"Hurry up—"

The horses galloped, neighing occasionally, and the tumbling hooves brought up grass and mud. On the vanguard horse, Wanyan Zonghan took out a hard bow and said, "Warriors! Speed ​​up and charge in—"

“Hoo-hoo!”

Strange cries came from the knights' mouths, and they took out their longbows and arrows, and rushed madly towards the military camp that was almost completed in front of them. Behind them, Wanyan Loushi and his son and Wulin Datai wanted to command the troops to change their formation, forming a triangle with the former as the spearhead.

Boom boom boom——

The warhorse galloped, and in a moment it was in the eyes of the Liao army on the opposite side. The knight on the horse controlled the horse with his legs, drew his bow while running, put an arrow on it, raised his hand and pointed to the sky, and waved the spear in front of him: "Shoot--"

A black rain of arrows rose up into the sky and then poured down.

The Liao soldiers in the military camp moved slowly, and for a while they were unable to form a battle formation under the shouting of their own generals.

As the rain of arrows fell like locusts, large patches of blood bloomed in the military camp. The running figures fell to the ground while covering the parts where they were shot, before they could even stop. The screams of the dying and the wails of the injured drilled into the ears. The living people retreated with their hands and feet, regardless of not being able to stand up yet.

The surviving soldiers stopped in their tracks, and as they slid forward by inertia, screams of fear came out of their throats. Outside the camp, a second wave of arrows poured down again.

"Where are the sword and shield soldiers? Form a formation!"

"You fools, go back and form a battle formation. There are chevaux de frise outside. Besides, how can you outrun the cavalry with your two legs?"

"If you don't obey orders, you will be subject to military law!"

The generals in this military camp watched this scene with gritted teeth and shouted anxiously on their horses. The people in the front had no choice but to muster up the remaining courage and rush forward, forming a small defensive formation according to the training they had learned in the army.

However, the soldiers running in the rear were originally building the camp and were moving in a rather scattered manner. Naturally, seeing the situation here, they were unwilling to fight to the death. Many of those who were lagging behind turned around and ran backwards when they saw that no one was paying attention, while some honestly followed the general's orders and ran forward. The military camp was in chaos for a while.

However, the charging cavalry did not slow down because of the chaos. In full view of everyone, Wanyan Zonghan, who was running in front, pulled the reins of his horse, brushed against the chevaux de frise, turned and ran to the left side of the camp. The knights behind turned around almost at the same time and followed.

The smoke and dust were blown over by the wind, and the hearts of the soldiers in the Liao camp were in their throats.

left.

The renovation over there has not been completed yet!

Amidst the fury, there was a loud "boom" and then the sound of falling wood. The wooden fence standing on the left side of the camp collapsed with a loud bang under the impact of the cavalry. In the smoke and dust, a group of war horses came into view, galloping with all their might.

"Shield up!"

Amid shouting, figures holding large shields gathered nervously in the front. Behind each shield were frightened faces. As they trembled in fear, the ground shook more violently.

"Axe!" He roared, stretched out his hand to pull out the hand axe from the side of the mount, and threw it out fiercely as the warhorse ran towards him.

Suddenly, a whistling sound of wind flew out from the cavalry and slammed heavily into the Liao army soldiers in front of them. Suddenly, there was a series of banging sounds, occasionally mixed with cries of pain.

Arrows were flying in his direction. Wanyan Zonghan raised his cavalry round shield. His arms shook with crackling sounds. When he stopped, a ferocious smile appeared on the face behind the shield. He clenched the spear in his hand and shouted, "Die, Liao dog!"

The swung spear was then extended, and the tip of the spear made a loud bang, piercing into the opposite shield, pushing the shield and the soldier behind the shield to slide backwards.

With a roar of "Die!", the muscles in his arms bulged and he pushed forward with force.

Crack... snap——

A light sound reached the ears of the soldier behind the shield. Before his brain could react to the sound, the shield cracked and the spear tip stabbed forward. Wanyan Zonghan roared "Ah--" as the spear pierced into the body, and the shield and the man were thrown into the sky. The warhorse did not stop, and the heavy iron spear smashed the face of the Liao army infantry, and black blood spurted out of his eyes, ears, nose and mouth.

"Kill Liao dog!"

"Kill Liao dog!"

Jurchen and incoherent Chinese were shouted out from the cavalry at the back. The knights in the front row used lances and iron spears to open a gap and then quickly drew out heavy weapons such as meteor hammers and bone hammers.

As the war horses roared past, the heavy hammer heads hit the weapons and bodies of the Liao soldiers on the opposite side. There were shattering sounds, and the broken weapons fell to the ground along with the twisted human bodies, and were then torn and trampled under the horses' hooves. Some knights were unfortunately stabbed off their horses, and the war horses that had lost their owners were still sprinting and galloping, pressing towards the back of the crowd.

"Run-"

"We can't win..."

The sounds of wailing and screaming were heard in the army formation. From time to time, someone turned around and fled. The Jurchen cavalry behind immediately urged their mounts to catch up, with weapons in their hands raised and dropped, and for a while, the sound was filled with the screams of people before death.

Wanyan Zonghan waved his iron spear in front of him: "Liao dog, accept your fate... Huh?"

The Jurchen general who broke through the battle formation hesitated for a moment, holding his spear, and then saw the Liao general twitching in the distance, and led his horse: "You bastard! Give me your life--"

"You damned Jurchen barbarian, you uncivilized bastard! Only a fool would fight to the death with a bastard like you."

The general in command over there didn't dare to step forward at all. He cursed softly, pulled the reins, and ran hurriedly to the back. Wanyan Zonghan rode his horse desperately to catch up.

Wuwuwu——

The sound of the horn to send out the troops rang out from far and near. It was impossible for an army of 50,000 to be squeezed into one camp. His camp was connected to other camps. At this time, the generals of other camps had already blown the horn to send out the troops. The busy soldiers dropped what they were holding and began to assemble.

In the battle formation, Wanyan Loushi suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

The disciple Hexi next to him quickly took out his bone whistle and blew it. A sharp sound was heard. Wanyan Zonghan in front of him changed his expression. He pulled the reins, looked at the fleeing general and said, "You are lucky. Haha..." He spat on the ground.

As his eyes turned, he seemed to see something and uttered a soft "Huh?" Then he turned around and ordered the guards who followed him: "Go find a fire and burn those crossbows."

As his personal guards responded, he turned his horse around and ran towards Wanyan Loushi. Before he got close, he shouted, "Loushi, do you want to retreat?"

"It's time to go." Wanyan Loushi raised his head and listened to the sound of the horn. He gently pulled the reins and said, "It's enough to fight them once to know their strength. There's no need to stay here. When Your Majesty comes, we can defeat them in one fell swoop."

Seeing the fire burning in the direction where Wanyan Zonghan came from, he turned his head to signal: "What's that over there?"

"Several crossbows." Wanyan Zonghan laughed, "The Liao dogs just left them lying around after assembling them. I'll burn them all."

"That's great!" Wanyan Loushi smiled, looked around the military camp, laughed a few times, then stopped smiling, turned his horse's head, and shouted, "Go!"

The cavalry raised a cloud of dust and retreated from the gap just as they had come, leaving behind a field of corpses and pools of blood of varying sizes.

Boom boom boom——

Dongxian Wenrong, riding a red rouge horse, was the first to come with his troops in a bright red outfit. Looking around at the devastation, his face suddenly darkened. After a long silence, he ordered: "Clean up the battlefield, pick up the usable things, bury the dead, and inform the commander-in-chief that this camp has been breached and needs new troops."

The soldiers in armor all around took action quickly. Soon someone brought the news that the bed crossbow was burned. Dongxian Wenrong closed his eyes and turned his head away, his face full of shame.

Unfortunately, he couldn't cover his ears in public, so the bad news that came one after another made his face look even uglier.

The sound of footsteps of a large number of soldiers coming from behind made the figure covered in red feel a little moved. He opened his eyes and looked back. Xia Mo, with half of his face swollen, was riding a horse and running towards him, surrounded by several generals.

"Uu——"

Holding onto the mount, he watched as the soldiers threw the collected weapons, armor and flags onto an open space nearby. On the other side, two by two, they pulled the dead bodies aside in groups, waiting for the wooden carts to come and pull them out of the camp for burial.

"…The Jurchens left?"

Xia Mo asked in a deep voice. Dongxian Wenrong looked at him and nodded without saying anything. He closed his eyes and pinched his brows with his hands: "Who is the guard here? Bring him over.

In addition...

Transfer Ma Heshang's troops to garrison here."

There were naturally soldiers with messengers in the back who went to look for someone. A sound of footsteps came from behind. Dongxian Wenrong couldn't help but turn his head to look. He saw a general who had taken off his helmet, revealing a bald head. The small braid in front of his forehead was a little messy and stuck to his sweaty forehead. Looking at Xia Mo's figure, he knelt on the ground with a plop: "Young general Yi La'an greets the commander."

The figure in front was silent for a long time. Dongxian Wenrong and other generals stood by and watched coldly, without saying a word. After a long while, they heard the King of Xi in front speak: "I have ordered that when setting up camp, deer horns and chevaux de frise should be set up outside, and deep trenches should be dug to prevent sneak attacks from others..."

She took a deep breath, turned her head slightly and squinted at him: "How did you do it?"

"I...I..." The Liao general named Yilan'an's forehead was instantly covered with sweat. He spoke hesitantly: "I...set up a barricade in front of the military camp and was preparing to repair the wooden fence before...

Great... Great King..."

wow-

The figure on horseback jumped down, his armor trembling, and walked over with a slight sound. He raised his foot and kicked him on the shoulder, knocking the kneeling man down: "Why are there only chevaux de frise in front of the camp? Why not in other places?"

The big foot was raised and dropped, kicking the person on the head, and a scream was heard.

"Ah - Your Majesty, please spare my life, please spare my life!"

"Your camp is completely bare, why don't you set up chevaux de frise in the camp?"

A body with a big belly jumped up, and the calfskin combat boots kicked straight down at the head, and the figure on the ground rolled away.

Xia Mo kicked into the air with a cry of “Ah!” and stumbled. Xia Mo glared at the dusty general on the ground and said, “You filthy stupid asshole, you still dare to hide?!”

choke--

He drew the long sword from his waist and took a step forward to kill the man.

"Your Majesty, calm down. Your Majesty, calm down."

Several generals who were surrounding him came over to stop him. Dongxian Wenrong stepped forward and pulled his arm: "My king, there is no need to do it yourself. Let your men drag him away and execute him."

Feeling the power in his hands weaken, the red figure quickly winked at the soldiers beside him: "What are you all standing there for? Are you waiting for the king to make dinner for you?"

Xia Mo's personal soldiers nearby looked at the commander, and seeing that there was no objection, they hurried forward. Two of them held one of his arms, and the four of them pulled Yi La'an up from the ground and dragged him away.

"You can't kill me, I have made contributions to the court -

I shed blood for the Liao Dynasty——

I want to see your Majesty! I want to see your Majesty!"

The voice gradually faded away. Xia Mo snorted and sheathed his sword. Seeing this, Dongxian Wenrong let go of his hand that was pulling his arm. The Xi King took two steps forward and exhaled heavily: "Behead that idiot and show it to the public. Clean up this place and build it up quickly. Qi thieves..."

He looked towards the north: "It's coming."

Happy New Year~ Happy New Year~~
Happy New Year to all the heroes~~~
May the spring breeze bring warmth to your home, may you have good fortune and success, may you have peace and joy every year, and may the mornings be brighter than spring!
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