Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Chapter 545: Killing the Commander
The flaming red war horse, which was like charcoal fire, blew out two jets of thick white breath and stepped on it with all four hooves. The figure wearing golden armor on the horse couldn't help but stretched out his hand to stroke its slender neck twice. The red rabbit snorted and fell silent. After a while, Lu Bu looked towards the place where the light came from in the darkness. The shrill north wind blew by, and the tattered military flags swayed randomly in the night sky.

"The wind is quite strong..." The sharp cold wind blew by, and the red brocade lining robe rippled with the wind. His legs lightly touched Chitu's abdomen, and the figure on the horse said softly: "It's a pity. , it’s just that the moon is too bright.”

Yu Cheng, Yuan Lang, and Shi Wengong, who were listening next to them, looked up at the cold moon at the same time. They looked at Lu Bu with some surprise, not knowing that their leader could still make wisecracks.

Fang Tian's painted halberd was lifted up by a majestic arm. Someone in front of and behind him was whispering orders: "Get ready to break into the formation-"

The flaming red horses passed over the cavalry who were ready to go, and the halberds they held collided with the spears raised in the air. Amidst the crisp sound, the figure coming to the front did not say any more inspiring words. The horse's hooves stopped for a moment at the front, Lu Bu Slowly let go and press the halberd below, a wisp of white air came out of his mouth, and simple words spread in the air: "Kill——"

More than 1,200 cavalry were closely arranged and advanced slowly in the wilderness. The horses' hooves began to accelerate gradually, and the undulations of their bodies increased. Soon, the earth was awakened by the violent thunder of the horses' hooves, and the churning iron hooves brought up The cold and hard soil, the front blade shining with a faint light.

Under the moonlight, there is a fierce battle.

In the distance, the Liao soldiers on duty suddenly stood upright, listening to the deafening sound of horse hooves. Their eyes suddenly opened wide, and they screamed hysterically: "The enemy is attacking——"

"Cavalry! Enemy attack——"

Amidst the loud shouts, someone fired a warning arrow.

The leader of the thieves will definitely charge forward this time. Can we just get rid of him...

"Don't worry about the shield bearer, the spearmen come forward——"

Ahead, more than 1,200 cavalry charged faster and faster. The figures in black armor were clearly visible in the moonlight. The earth trembled under the iron hooves. The red horses screamed "Herodus——", and the horse's back The figure wearing the animal-faced head-swallowing chain armor stretched out his bow and set an arrow, and aimed at the guard soldier who turned back and ran back. The figure who fell to the ground was clearly visible between the two parties.

"Form up a formation! Hurry up!"

Rumbling--

In the rear, Xiao Cuoru was riding on a war horse. The arrow wound on his shoulder had been treated. His eyes were a little distracted as he looked into the distance. He recalled the battle a few hours ago. The leader of the thieves on the opposite side was fighting as if he was desperate for his life. I had never seen him before. Such a person is the one who leads the way.

His eyes were dark and uncertain, and the commander on the horse was daydreaming.

The legs of the Liao gunmen standing in the front were trembling. They saw their comrades in front of them dying and their upper and lower eyelids separated the most. Some of them couldn't bear the pressure in their hearts and turned around to escape. The general supervising the battle in the rear ran towards him and killed him with a sword on the ground, shouting. He shouted: "Don't even think about escaping. How can you run with two legs than four? Fighting to the death is the only way to save your life!"

"Run!"

The soldier's face became even more nervous.

"I don't want to die!"

Noisy voices rang out among the group of defeated soldiers. The panicked generals on the side quickly issued the order "Don't run! Form a formation!" Some soldiers forced themselves to calm down and stepped forward to stand together with their comrades. Some soldiers were disrupted and joined forces. The unfamiliar infantry turned around and ran away. Chaos spread in this temporary resting place, and figures began to run one after another.

Inside, the exhausted soldiers who had fallen to rest by the campfire picked up their weapons and stood up in panic. They looked around with bloodshot eyes. When they heard the sound of horse hooves, many of them showed fear and panic on their faces.

There was a trembling feeling under my feet. The iron cavalry turned into waves and rushed towards me. The roaring hoofs of the horses heated up the cold air. "Raise the gun -" a general in the Liao army shouted, and the panicked figure pointed the gun head upwards. , sweat poured down from his forehead, and then there was a broken voice shouting "Shoot--" from behind.

The war horses crossed over the bonfire. The fiery red war horses, solid armors, and majestic figures were galloping in front. There was a fierce intent in the tiger's eyes. The bow was put back, and the Fangtian painted halberd was picked up. The figure was slightly lowered, and there were dots of cold light on the top of the head and body. Zhou whizzed down, and occasionally the oncoming black shadow was knocked away by a halberd, and the screams of cavalry came from behind.

"You are seeking death -" The horse's hooves stepped down heavily and roared. Fang Tian's painted halberd quickly sliced ​​across the ground. It made a sound almost at the same time. The broken spear head rotated in the air, the red shadow galloped, and then there was a violent impact. Someone flew into the air and blood sprayed out.

Thousands of cavalry from behind came rushing in, rushing into the crowded forest of guns. Their weapons danced, and there was a bang-bang-bang bang. The red-tasseled spear head brushed against the armor, and a stream of sparks exploded during the bend, and the gun barrel collapsed. A hint of wood thorn, and then a weapon smashed and stabbed down, leaving scars on the flesh and blood, and the smell of rust began to emit.

The forest of spears withered in the sound of hooves. The flaming red war horse and the figure holding the Fangtian painted halberd came out of the blocking array with blood stains on their bodies. The soldiers in their hands slashed and killed the generals who were supervising the battle at the rear, and the Liao army infantry behind them. They were not very motivated to fight, but when they saw that their general was dead, they immediately began to flee.

"General Liao! Die—"

The horse's hooves trampled over the lifeless corpse, and the tiger's eyes turned to the figure under the commander's flag, full of murderous intent.

Over there, Xiao Cuoru, who was wearing golden armor, was also looking here, and a bodyguard came forward: "Be careful and move quickly. Now that the morale of the army has been lost, it is difficult to fight again."

"...I'm afraid it's too late." Xiao Cuowen gritted his teeth, pulled out his spear and tucked it under his arm: "We can't escape at this time. I'm waiting for only a slim chance of survival. I'll kill Lu Bu, the bastard, and the rebel army will be in chaos. We still have a chance to turn defeat into victory, otherwise we will be caught up by the thieves sooner or later. "

The cavalry behind them looked at each other, nodded, and raised their weapons one after another: "I am willing to fight to the death!"

"Kill with me!"

Xiao Cuoru roared, and some of the guards beat the horses first, and the horses galloped across the open space.

A look of surprise flashed across Lu Bu's eyes, and then the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Fang Tian swung his halberd, knocking away a figure running from the side, and yelled: "A bunch of idiots are looking for death! Kill with me!"

"The opponent's coach is here!"

"General, leave me one -"

In the flickering fire, blood-stained figures moved together, horse hooves roared, and the wave turned in another direction and swept over again. The ground underfoot shook instantly, and tragedy and murderous intent intertwined at this moment.

"kill--"

"kill--"

The cavalry on both sides roared at the same time. Some people drew their bows and shot arrows, while others clamped their spears and lowered their heads and charged. Lu Bu waved his halberd, and screams were heard from the side in front of him. A large number of interlaced horses burst into blood mist. Amidst the screams, a figure hung from a snake. Spears, spears, someone's head was cut off by the sword. The headless body sat on the horse and ran forward, spraying blood along the way, and the body fell down.

In just a few breaths, a group of figures fell down in the fierce fighting.

Xiao Cuoru's eyes suddenly widened, looking at the fiery red horse rushing out of the blood mist. Fang Tian knocked the spear in his hand with his painted halberd, and a huge force came. His arm suddenly tilted, and the sharp halberd tip pierced through. On his chest, Lu Bu exerted force on his hand, and his halberd was immediately raised, and blood dripped from it.

"Your coach is dead, why don't you surrender earlier!"

The sound shook the surrounding area and attracted everyone's attention. Soon, the sound of fighting gradually stopped.

Dang clang——

Someone dropped his weapon.

(End of this chapter)