Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Chapter 990 Entering Zhongjing

"Don't look so calm and composed, pretend to be flustered."

"Damn it, he said he didn't say anything about you, right? You were so giggling and got seen through, so I'll hang you up and beat you up when I get back."

Amid the dense footsteps, Pan Zhong's exasperated voice continued to ring out. Zu Xing, who looked pale, immediately turned his head and tried to comfort him with a trembling lip: "Don't worry, General Pan. We are still some distance away from the city. We can't see it from above at this moment."

"You can't rely on others for that."

Pan Zhong snorted and glared at the snickering man. Seeing that Zu Xing looked a little unnatural, he was about to ignore him, but then he thought about relying on this man to open the city gate, so he quickly said, "I'm not targeting General Zu. I'm just pissed off by these bastards."

Zu Xing's expression softened and he smiled, "General Pan has a lot of thoughts and wants to protect the lives of his brothers. I don't need to worry about that."

As he was speaking, he heard several screams of "Ah." "Mercy—my life." from behind. The voices were drawn out and the tone was gentle, giving the listeners goose bumps all over their bodies.

The two looked at each other, and Pan Zhong shrugged: "This shout is so insincere. If I were to kill someone, I would tear the person into pieces after hearing this shout."

Zu Xing laughed in front: "Let's set a fire at the same time."

"Hahaha, General Zu's words really resonate with me." Pan Zhong patted his stomach and looked up at the swaying figure on the city wall: "Huh? Are there soldiers on the top of the city?"

Zu Xing looked up and sneered, "They are just for show. The morale of the army is low now. Once someone attacks, all the soldiers in the city will run away or surrender."

The two of them ran closer while talking, and Zu Xing yelled, "Help—"

The loudness of the voice and the sincerity of the emotion make people anxious.

Pan Zhong looked at him in astonishment from behind, nodded for a while, and murmured: "What a talent..."

Then he came to his senses and said quickly, "What are you all standing there for? Shout!"

The surrounding soldiers also woke up, and even Amon shouted at the top of his lungs. For a moment, the whole city was filled with cries for help.

The soldiers on the city wall heard the shouting, quickly stuck their heads out, and then turned to look at the commander.

The man twitched his lips but said nothing. He propped himself up with his arms and watched the figure approaching. Although the lights were dim, he could still see the scene below. His eyes moved around Zu Xing's arms and armor, and then looked at the dirty appearance of the soldiers. He heard Zu Xing shouting from below: "Open the door upstairs! I'm Zu Xing. I met the Qi army on the way... Open the door quickly!"

"Open the door quickly!"

"Let me into the city!"

There were also some surrendered Liao soldiers in the team, standing behind Zu Xing and shouting. The commander turned around and looked around: "Is there anyone you know?"

"Yes." Someone pointed down and said, "That's Zhang Silang. His uncle is my neighbor. I've seen him coming here often."

"I also saw someone familiar, but I didn't know what his name was."

"Me too..."

A flurry of voices rang out, and the commander frowned, looking into the distance, then down, and after a moment of contemplation, he spoke: "General Zu, how did you get back?"

Zu Xing was very anxious below: "Why are you asking at this time? Open the door quickly! They are coming to kill us from behind!"

As if responding to him, the sound of a horn came from afar, figures were surging in the darkness, and screams and the sound of weapons clashing came from afar, which made people more anxious.

The soldiers around looked at the commander again and again. He hesitated for a moment, then shouted, "The city gate cannot be opened at night. I will open a gap. General Zu, please come in quickly."

Zu Xing was overjoyed and shouted, "That's good!"

The commander took a breath at the top of the city wall and said, "Open the gate."

Afterwards, some soldiers ran down quickly. The commander thought for a moment, turned around and followed them towards the city gate. With a creaking sound, the city gate opened a gap large enough for three people to pass through.

Zu Xing ran in first, and the soldiers behind him shouted, "Come in quickly!" "We're attacking from behind!" "Hurry up, those in the front!" The figures surged, and for a moment they pushed the door open a little.

"Thank you, General, for opening the door." Zu Xing, who ran in, turned his eyes and looked at the commander who came down from the top of the city wall. He walked over. His battle robe on his simply bandaged arm was wet, and his armor was covered with mottled marks. Behind him followed Pan Zhong, who was pretending to be his personal guards, and several Qi army soldiers.

The commander was also a veteran of the battlefield, so he knew that the other party's arm was still bleeding. He relaxed a little and smiled: "We are all comrades in arms..."

Pan Zhong and a few brave soldiers passed by Zu Xing.

“We should take care of each other.”

The moving figure felt something was wrong, and his mind raced. He suddenly realized that the stone material Pan Zhong and the others were too calm. His eyes suddenly widened, and he raised his hand and pointed at Zu Xing: "You..."

puff--

The sharp blade protruded from the chest, and bright red blood flowed along the blade, dripping a series of blood.

"Hey...why...must..."

The commander looked down, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he turned his head reluctantly.

Chi-

The long sword was drawn out, and the commander's body swayed. In his sight, Pan Zhong swung the sword violently with both hands.

In the firelight, a human figure was reflected on the wall of the city gate. A round object flew out from above the shadow, and the headless shadow fell backwards.

Zu Xing glanced at the head rolling to the side, curled the corners of his mouth, turned his head and looked at the Qi army behind him who were killing the soldiers and breaking open the city gate, with an excited smile on his face.

Now he had achieved his first merit since joining Qi. At least he would not lose his official title.

"Quick, send a signal!"

Pan Zhongyi shook off the blood stains on his knife and shouted, then he said to Zu Xing: "General Zu, please go and persuade the soldiers on the top of the city to surrender, and help us maintain order in the city later."

"As it should be."

Zu Xing nodded, called a few soldiers together, and went along the stone path towards the city wall. After shouting a few times, someone lowered a rope and pulled the man up.

Inside the city gate, a soldier picked up a torch, walked to the arched city gate, and drew circles with his hand holding the torch.

Then the sound of horse hooves gradually grew louder from far away. From the top of the city wall, Zu Xing's voice could be heard faintly. The sound of Liao army soldiers shouting could be heard from below. Many Qi army soldiers below stretched out their hands, grasped their swords, and looked at Pan Zhong.

The man with an ugly face raised his head and looked upwards, his expression changing for a while, then he slowly shook his head. The soldiers just stood there, just looking upwards vigilantly.

Soon, the roar of galloping horses came closer and closer, and in the dark night, one could barely see the ups and downs of the horses by the moonlight.

The galloping horses raised dust in the dark night. The cavalrymen who had been galloping all the way ran into the city gate. Han Shizhong reined in his mount. The cavalrymen behind him, led by Guan Sheng who was holding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, rushed into the city gate with rumbling hooves. Then they reined in their horses, seemingly waiting for someone to come and open the gate without any worries.

Han Shizhong looked at Pan Zhong: "Where are the people from Zuxing?"

Pan Zhong stretched out his finger and pointed upwards: "Go up there to persuade people."

Han Shizhong looked up at the top of the doorway that seemed to be a seamless whole, raised his eyebrows, and rode his horse towards the entrance of the city wall.

The night wind blew, fluttering the flags on the city walls and carrying the voices of people down with it. Everyone only heard a few voices, "The Qi army has arrived, there is no time to hesitate!" and "You are all heroes for surrendering the city now..." The noisy city walls gradually became quiet, and someone came down to open the city gate.

creak-

The door hinge made a sound of struggling to turn, and in the night, Dading Mansion finally revealed its delicate body to the people in the city.

"Enter the city!" Guan Sheng raised his Green Dragon Crescent Blade and pressed forward in the light of the fire. The red warhorse under his crotch moved its four hooves. His deep voice rang out amid the sound of horse hooves: "No looting of the people, go straight to the government office. If you encounter resistance, kill them all!"

"Let's go too!" Han Shizhong shook the reins from behind and shouted, "Convince the Liao army in the city to surrender and let them help maintain order!"

Boom boom boom——

The war horses galloped up, the ground was shaken by thousands of cavalrymen, and the wooden doors and windows around were shaking slightly with the roar of horse hooves.

Someone opened the window with a bang and stuck his head out. "Who is so lacking in public morality that he doesn't sleep so late at night? He doesn't know that others still have to...work...tomorrow, uh..." His voice became smaller and smaller, his sleepy eyes widened, and his body shrank back.

Bang!
The wooden window was shut tightly again.

The cavalrymen walked around the street and soon arrived at the government office of Dading Prefecture. Guan Sheng looked at the tightly closed door with a high-spirited look on his face: "Someone, open the door!"

At that moment, some cavalrymen jumped off their horses, held their swords and spears in hand, and jumped in from the walls on both sides. The gate of the mansion then opened.

Guan Sheng shook the reins and held up the Green Dragon Crescent Blade: "Go in——"

……

"It's already three o'clock in the morning." Xia Mo looked up at the moonlight and exhaled. He paused with the sword in his hand and supported himself to stand up: "Order the whole army, charge in!"

In the darkness, figures stood up one after another as orders were passed down.

The cave immortal Wenrong, wearing bright red armor and holding a red fire dragon sword, stepped on the stirrup of his warhorse and pointed the eight-foot-long sword in his hand forward: "Follow me—"

Three thousand carefully selected cavalrymen responded with a loud roar, let out a strange cry, shook the reins, and formed a formation and instantly rushed towards Bai Yelin.

Rumble-

The sound of horse hooves clattered in the wild, and then Xia Mo swung the broadsword in his hand. With the words "Charge!", the remaining soldiers and horses moved together, lit torches, divided into two sides, and moved towards the Qi army in the forest in a pincer shape.

The iron hooves rolled up the mud and rotten leaves on the ground. Occasionally, the horizontal branches and leaves were broken by the rushing figures, making a crisp sound. The moonlight shone through the shade of the trees, and vaguely saw a figure in the open space in the woods. The flag inserted in the ground hung down along the flagpole, swaying occasionally.

"It's really here!" Dongxian Wenrong was overjoyed, and took the lead. With the help of the speed of the warhorse, he swung the Fire Dragon Sword in his hand towards the figure standing in front of the tree: "Kill——"

click -

The sharp blade passed through the black shadow, and Dongxian Wenrong's face changed drastically. He quickly pulled the reins and shouted, "Stop! Stop!"

Amid a series of crisp sounds, some people chopped down the enemy like him, and some cut down the flagpole. Amid the roar of "I said stop!", the cavalry pulled the reins, some looked at the knife with a smart look, then turned back to look at the object he had just hit, and pulled the reins of his mount, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

sand--

Dongxian Wenrong jumped off his horse, ran back two steps, and grabbed the figure he had chopped off: "It's a dummy!"

I reached out and pushed, and the wooden pole stuck in the soil turned out of the soil, and a damp smell entered my nostrils.

Firelight gradually moved around. Dongxian Wenrong quickly turned around, jumped on his horse, grabbed the reins and turned his horse's head: "Go, go! This is a trap! Send a signal, retreat--"

beep--

A whistle sounded from a soldier nearby, and the troops and horses that rushed into the forest instantly became chaotic. In the light of the fire coming from between the trees, the troops and horses were constantly making a commotion. Xia Mo, riding on a warhorse, looked at the troops and horses that followed him into the forest from the left. Some soldiers shouted, "Run!" and "We've been tricked!", and they were running around like headless flies.

"Calm down, line up, line up--" Xia Mo was also anxious, but he couldn't panic at this moment. He could only shout, hoping that the soldiers could calm down.

Woo, woo——

A low horn tore through the night sky, and the sound of war horses roaring came soon after. The soldiers in the forest could not help but turn their heads and look around, but there were towering white trees everywhere. Some of them were so panicked that they could not tell east, south, west or north, and they just chose one direction and ran for their lives. The three routes of soldiers that had been relatively orderly suddenly collapsed.

Leaders like Dongxian Wenrong and Xiamo had no choice but to desperately control the soldiers around them while running outside.

The roar of horse hooves was getting closer, and amid the sound of horns, the sound of bowstrings vibrating was heard, and hundreds of arrows flew into the sky, drew arcs, and turned into rain of arrows. There were even people with strong bows, and slender black shadows flew over horizontally, covering the panicked figures.

“Avoid, avoid!”

Dongxian Wenrong had already raised the shield hanging on the side of his horse, and then there were "swooshing" sounds around him. The raised shield protected the knight below. Amid the crackling sounds of arrows and shields colliding, some arrows also "do do du" pierced into the tree trunks.

"Don't be a target right here! Get out quickly!" With a roar, the cave immortal Wenrong urged his warhorse to run forward, holding the shield in his left hand as if fixed above his head to protect himself, and swinging the fire dragon sword in the other hand, chopping off several arrows.

Looking around, he saw figures everywhere holding shields and wielding swords. Some of them, like him, were not injured, but some cried out, covered their wounds from arrows, and fell off their horses. They struggled to get up, gritting their teeth, but were stepped on on the back by the frightened horses, and fell into the dust with a "ah--" sound.

The sound of arrows breaking through the air slowed down a little, and the figure in the forest hurriedly rode his horse to break out. He did not dare to withdraw the round shield protecting his head. Before he ran ten feet, the same sound as before was uttered again.

In the dark night, they were going to launch a front-end attack, so luckily they didn't light torches. The figures of the soldiers advancing from behind on both sides were clearly visible in the firelight, and people were shot and fell continuously.

"Charge quickly!" Dongxian Wenrong was anxious, with a vague sense of crisis in his heart. While shouting, he led his cavalry forward a lot. When there was no rain of arrows falling, he turned his head back and saw the figure who had just run over there falling off the warhorse.

"This time it's terrible..."

He murmured.

I’m stuck. . .

Let me sort it out. That’s all for today.

/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~
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(End of this chapter)