Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

On the east and west roads of Beijing, cold wind and drizzle hit the foothills.

Days of rain washed away the snow, and the raindrops made holes in the snowdrifts. The mixed water stains hit the bottom. Snow masses continued to melt away, and the mountain road became muddy.

Xi Sheng, who was dressed in military uniform, pulled the reins and stepped onto the hill. The war horse snorted behind him. Below, the snake-like team was squirming. The rain-soaked flag was attached to the flagpole. The general's war horse was neighing. Someone stepped on a slippery stone and staggered.

A group of fully armed soldiers passed by before their eyes. They had no pattern, just a monotonous dark red flag. They were tall and burly, wearing forbidden army armor. They were carrying shields and spears, and the sharp swords at their waists struck each other from time to time. There was a collision sound on the armor and shields, and the entire team was silent.

This is the new army that his brother asked to form, called the Trap Camp, and all the training and requirements have been compiled into a book. But he often reads it and is very confused whether anyone can really do this. Only that one sticks to death, and the Song Dynasty was founded. Until now...

He rubbed his face with his hands irritably and sighed silently.

These people had been trained for a while, but the time was still short, but my brother asked to bring them out to see blood. He said that they were originally established in bloody battles. If they can't survive this situation, they should all die. , save the shame.

The thin man didn't understand. Lu Bu was very fond of these people on weekdays, but he was so cold-blooded during the war, which made him feel quite confused.

Two battalions of thousands of trapped soldiers passed by. In the team, Lin Chong, who served as the gun and stick training general of the trapped camp, turned his face with a golden seal and looked at the mountains with faded silver. He squeezed the hand holding the gun hard. , sighed: "It starts today...the Forbidden Army..."

On the hill to the north, the neatly arranged team stopped. The atmosphere was solemn and solemn. A man in black armor stood at the front, looking at the broad view and the area guarding the main road below with a satisfied smile. He pressed on with his left hand. Protective sword hilt: "Leave the stronghold here and notify the people behind to come up quickly."

Then, several battalions of people who had passed through the mountains began to gather together. In the central tent, Xi Sheng, who had come first, Xi Sheng, Sun An, Tang Bin and Lin Chong stood in front of the map, explaining something.

……

Qizhou and Licheng.

As the administrative seat of Qizhou, the bustling market is not inferior to Qingzhou Yidu, but Yun Tianbiao is not in the mood to visit. He just looks at Yunlong's spiritual tablet in the military camp and waits boringly for the arrival of the two rounds of troops from Hebei. Now he The number of soldiers in hand can be said to be [-], and all the free wages have been paid. The local braves and regiment training from Zhengyi Village in Qingzhou have been mobilized, and they are consciously well prepared.

Even if the three states of Hebei have free salary and vacancies, there will always be six to seven thousand soldiers and horses.

Light the incense candle and insert it into the gold-plated copper furnace full of incense ashes: "So, this time, Liangshan will be destroyed!"

The continuous rain hit the tent, making a crackling sound. The scout rushed into the military camp, dismounted, threw the sign in his hand to the guard at the door, and opened the curtain and entered.

"Jie Shuai!"

The sudden intrusion alarmed the commander of the army and horses. He turned around and saw a vaguely evil look in Danfeng's eyes.

The scout quickly knelt down on one knee and lowered his head: "There are signs of troop mobilization in Liangshan."

In surprise, Yun Tianbiao walked up to him and picked him up: "When did it happen?"

"The night before yesterday, the opponent's cavalry troops were dispatched. The young man did not dare to delay, so he rode back overnight."

"Where is the opponent's marching direction?" During the dragging, the scout was almost lifted up. He tried to stand on tiptoes and said quickly: "We were not able to find out the opponent's marching direction. The thieves' scouts were so powerful that they sacrificed several brothers in a row. If it weren't for The little horse is fast and has been killed in Yunzhou."

"waste!"

Yun Tianbiao pushed hard, and the scout immediately fell over and almost turned over backward. The commander of the troops and horses who walked back to the table bent over and looked at the map. The next moment, he walked back to the commander's position and wrote a quick letter, writing After carefully blowing on the ink, he took out the red clay and stamped it: "Here comes someone!"

"General!"

The soldiers outside the door walked in, smelling the scent of incense in the air and lowering their heads. Yun Tianbiao stood up and handed over the document: "Give this document and military order to the magistrate of Yunzhou, and be careful not to let the thieves discover it along the way."

"Yes."

While giving a salute, the man who received the order quickly exited the tent. When the scout saw that Yun Tianbiao ignored him, he also hurriedly exited. The commander in the tent walked around, with a deep look on his face, and once again stood in front of the map, looking at it. Looking towards the river and the north of Qizhou, he muttered silently, "Too slow!" The next moment he murmured, three soldiers came in to give instructions, and then the three of them divided into three directions and went away.

……

The wind blew through the forest, and the drizzle slanted in the cold wind. After the light of day moved to the west, the scenery became dim. As the rear team, Li Zhu came with the main force from the rear, and the camp was buzzing with the sound of wooden wedges. It extended a lot outward, and in the Jishui River on the side, the naval vessels stopped.

In the central tent, a brazier dissipated the cold air in the mountains. On both sides of the hanging Kan map, Xi Sheng and Li Zhu, who had just arrived, stood on both sides, pointing at the map with their slender fingers.

"Brother Xi chose a very clever place. I also think we should meet the army near Pingyin County. The river here is winding, which is perfect for setting up an ambush."

"Why is it near Pingyin? It is too close to the county seat. What if there is support from the county government and army? Or, instead of going to Pingyin County, the army will go to the Huajiakou side?" The person below was silent. Ruan Xiaoqi suddenly spoke up.

"Brother Xiaoqi is too worried." Li Zhu shook his head and nodded at Licheng: "Starting from Licheng in Qizhou, the army went down to Changqing, Pingyin, Dong'a, and Xucheng, all in the same place as Jishui If you go to the other side, it will be much more difficult to replenish food and grass."

Then he looked meaningfully at the people in the navy: "If the army's food and grass supplies come in through the waterway, I think the navy commanders will intercept it."

"It goes without saying." Ruan Xiaowu grinned. Ruan Xiaoqi nodded and patted his chest: "We took the boat and the food and fodder from him."

Li Bao sighed: "It's a pity that Brother Wei Zhaode's unit needs to be repaired, otherwise his ship would be able to break through the official and naval forces with a single charge."

"It's not like we have no fighting ability." Ruan Xiaoqi pouted: "Everything has been done by Brother Wei, what are we going to do?"

"It's best to save effort in war." Li Bao shook his head and stopped arguing. He looked at Li Zhu and Xi Sheng above: "I just don't know what the combat power of the army, navy and navy is?"

Li Zhu and Xi Sheng looked at each other, and the clear commander walked past Kantu and picked up the hot tea: "There are no outstanding naval forces in Jingdong, and I heard that Yun Tianbiao once fought in Xixia, and he is a traditional general. I'm afraid we don't pay enough attention to the waterway." The three navy soldiers looked at them with strange eyes: "So, the navy's mission this time is relatively simple."

In late winter of the third year of Zhenghe, the war against the Qing Dynasty in Liangshan began. (End of chapter)