Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

"Brother, this way."

Hua Rong was riding on a war horse, and behind him, lieutenants Lu Fang and Su Ding came up with a few soldiers from the shooting camp, lighting torches. Lu Bu followed, while Xi Sheng and Huang Xin set up a simple resting place in the rear, and a bonfire was in the open space. It kept swaying, licking the iron pot above, emitting bursts of aroma of vegetable porridge.

After getting off his horse and letting several guards watch, Lu Bu stepped forward without hesitation.

Opening the curtain, a scent of medicine rushed into my nose. Several exhausted generals were taking a rest. Yao Gang and Zheng Huai were holding water bags and drinking gulps of water. Tang Bin placed an empty bottle at his feet. He was holding a full water bag and pouring it on his head; behind him were Di Lei and Lin Chong, who were lying on the ground and had already fallen asleep.

Yang Zhi lay on the wooden board with scars all over his body and fell asleep. There was blood seeping out from under the white cloth wrapped around him, which looked colorful and eye-catching.

Bian Xiang was squatting in a corner with his horned helmet on the ground. He was covering the unconscious Fu Xiang with a thin quilt when he heard a voice coming from behind him. He turned around and quickly stood up: "Brother."

Lu Bu waved his hand and said to Tang Bin and the others who were looking at him: "There is no need to salute. Don't disturb his dream."

As soon as the cloak was turned, the tall figure walked out. The remaining people who were not sleeping looked at each other, helped each other to stand up, and followed Bian Xiang out of the temporary resting place.

"It seems that today's battle was extremely difficult."

Under the firelight, the purple gold crown on Lu Bu's head emitted a dazzling golden light. He turned his head and continued: "Is there any brother who is unfortunate enough to be lying in horse leather?"

"There was no luck this time." Bian Xiang said in a rough voice, and then sighed: "It's just that Yang Zhi's camp was abandoned, and the soldiers were killed and scattered. When Yang Zhi's brothers retreated, they were attacked many times. Even Brother Fu Xiang was seriously injured and unconscious."

"Is your life in danger?"

"It's hard to say." Bian Xiang looked a little embarrassed: "I'll go back to the mountain and ask Dr. Jiang for a diagnosis."

Lu Bu nodded: "Don't wait any longer." He turned around and said, "Yu Cheng, find someone to send brother Fu Xiang up the mountain first."

In Bian Xiang's grateful eyes, Lu Bu looked at Yao Gang and others with a smile: "You are already tired today, so don't hold on here, just go and rest."

Then he said to Tang Bin who was hesitant to speak: "That Guan Sheng you are talking about has been captured. He has been sent to the stronghold for custody. You can see him when he returns to the mountain."

Tang Bin was overjoyed and clasped his fists hurriedly: "Thank you, brother. I will leave now."

Seeing several people clasping their fists and retreating, Lu Bu turned to look at Bian Xiang and said: "I understand that the trapped camp and the armored cavalry are exhausted. Why is Di Lei also exhausted? How did Yang Zhi and the others get injured?"

"I don't know much. I just heard Di Lei say that a man named Shangguan Yi was very extravagant and asked my brother to try to recruit him."

"Oh?"

Amidst the crackling of the flames, Lu Bu walked to the bonfire, bent down and opened the iron pot. Seeing that the tumbling vegetable porridge was not ready, he closed the lid and straightened up: "Where is that person?"

"I don't know either." Bian Xiang shrugged and said with a wry smile: "The killing was so brutal on the battlefield. If Fu Xiang hadn't been lying on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead, I would still be walking around the battlefield now."

"Let each department quickly check the gains and losses, and send the battle report as soon as possible." Lu Bu shook his head and said: "You can't finish a battle without knowing anything."

Bian Xiang nodded quickly and went down to give instructions.

The night smeared the sky, and a bright moon hung in the sky. Torches were lit one after another. In the flickering firelight, the navy soldiers took over the heavy work on the battlefield, making the exhausted infantry soldiers much more relaxed. Some of them were overtired and looked for help. He lay down in the clean shade of a tree and fell asleep, and his snoring occasionally sounded on the battlefield at night. The generals turned around one after another. The man who was coming looked at Lu Bu and others who were sitting in front of the campfire sharing vegetable porridge. He couldn't help but smile and walked over to ask for a bowl of porridge. After a while, the man holding a big ax for cutting mountains walked away tiredly. He came over, bowed his hands and sat down on the ground, throwing the mountain-breaking ax aside casually like a treasure.

"Brother, I worked hard with my brothers to capture a man named Wang De. I heard that this guy is a brave new man who joined the Western Army. He was just able to defeat the Yang Zhi brothers. It was a luxury. I should think of a way to recruit him. That’s it.”

The figure drinking porridge looked at him, nodded thoughtfully, and then called for someone to bring a bowl of porridge to him.

Not long after, some news was brought to Lu Bu along with his order. The casualties and achievements of each army on the paper made the general who had fought hundreds of battles show no change in expression. He casually handed the paper to the curious Du Bo and others, and moved it over. Slightly stubbled chin.

"The leader of the Western Army, Gao Shixuan, died in the rebellion?"

"The four Jiedu Envoys are worthy of the old world. Their subordinates suffered a lot of losses, but they themselves are quite fast."

"Forty percent of the Western Army was damaged in the battle, and most of the remaining 60 people are still injured...Tsk, tsk, are these still the elite of the border court in my impression?"

Various voices sounded below, and Lu Bu looked at everyone with a smile: "How is it? Are you still afraid of the Western Army?"

Du Bo, Feng Tai and other former imperial officers laughed loudly, looked at the paper being passed on with emotion, and slowly shook their heads.

"Okay, the battlefield is almost cleaned. After all the troops have rested, they will retreat and rest in the fort." He stood up and shook his bright red cloak: "If there is anything else, we can wait until the next day to discuss it. Today All the soldiers will rest tonight. Brothers, we have won this battle!"

"Roar--"

The roar is like thunder and the sound is festive.

The sky was gradually getting brighter, and the troops temporarily stationed in the wild were rejuvenated. After checking and checking the prisoners, there were also many prisoners. Then with a greeting, the large group of troops drove towards Liangshan in a mighty manner.

The whole mountain started to boil the moment Lu Bu stepped onto the beach.

At noon, the people waiting in the water village beat gongs and drums, and groups of soldiers stepped onto the ground and cheered, venting their suppressed emotions since yesterday's victory. When they returned to their own territory, they couldn't help but shout out. , the officers and soldiers who were transported on the ship behind them looked unhappy when they heard this, but they had no choice but to wait, as they were killed by swords, so they had no choice but to endure it.

On this day, Lu Bu, who went up the mountain, returned to his home to reunite with Wu Qing and Hu Sanniang, but unexpectedly saw Su Er's wife who was a guest here. Bian Xiang went to Jiang Wen on the mountain to visit his brother Fu Xiang.

As for Tang Bin, after much thought, he did not go looking for his brothers first. Instead, he brought a jug of wine to find Jingchao, who had been keeping an unusually low profile since his surrender.

The sky is moving, and many people and things are developing.

……

Liu Yanqing, who was escaping all the way because of the formation of horseshoes, did not dare to take the main road into the city. He only walked along the forest trails with the protective soldiers, and from time to time he found a farmhouse in the village to rest.

The former commander-in-chief who had run into Puzhou in such a low-key manner just breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the scattered tired faces around him, he felt sad. However, thinking about the fact that he still had three sons at home, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and move on.

Sajia...

Can’t fall yet! (End of chapter)