Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

The war horses paced slowly behind the grain carts. The long chase had made the horses sweat a lot. The unique fishy smell of the animals mixed with the smell of blood in the air made people's stomachs churn. They always felt like they wanted to meet them warmly, but unfortunately they didn't have dinner, so they had to give up the idea.

Zhang Lin suppressed the urge to vomit with great difficulty and stood still without moving. The sword in his hand had already been thrown to the ground. It was true that he knew swordsmanship, but facing the armored cavalry general, he felt that he did not have any martial arts skills.

On the left, Niu Gao, holding two maces, rode on his horse. He looked at this gentle and refined man and scratched his head. It was rare to see such a scholar on the battlefield. Aren't they said that the big turbans would sit in the rear waiting to get credit? Why is the Liao people here different? Judging from his dress, he should be a person of high status in this Liao army...

Well, he is not destined to die. Just take him to the General of Cavalry.

He called over two cavalrymen, whose horses' hooves stepped heavily and monotonously on the ground. The cavalrymen waved their swords at Zhang Lin. The Prime Minister of the Southern Palace flicked his sleeves, put one hand behind his back, and walked towards the fiery figure.

"General, I have captured a rare person!"

A powerful voice came from behind him, and several war horses ran past. Zhang Lin, who was walking, only felt a foul smell coming with the wind. He was already feeling disgusted and could not help but hold his breath. He looked at the war horses running past with disgust. In his sight, the prisoner lying horizontally on the horse had his hands tied behind his back, and was swaying up and down with the war horses. He immediately looked at the familiar face and smiled for a long time.

"It's good that I'm not dead..."

After muttering something, the middle-aged Han man escorted by the cavalry also came closer. The bandit general who caught Lu Yan had already run to Lu Bu, jumped off his horse with a laugh, and saluted: "I have captured the enemy general."

"Well, that's good. Let's go back and combine our achievements. Maybe you can lead an army then." A smile appeared on Lu Bu's face. His subordinates wanted to show off their martial arts, so of course he had to encourage them. If it weren't for the war, he would have wanted to reward Wang De with wine, gold, silver, and women immediately to show his recognition of his contribution.

In the distance, Zhang Lin's face changed as he walked over. An emotion called surprise flashed across his face, and then he looked thoughtfully at Lu Yan who was lying across the saddle.

"No." Wang De shook his head repeatedly, stretched out his hand and took off Lu Yan's helmet, pinched his chin and showed his face: "General, look, does this man look like you?"

Lu Bu raised his eyebrows. The facial contour of the person opposite him was almost exactly the same as his own. Even the eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar. The only difference was the lips and nose. The expression and the look in the eyes looked different. Coupled with Lu Bu's aura, it was impossible to make a mistake.

"It's quite interesting, it's a bit of fun."

Lu Bu laughed and didn't take it seriously. There are many similar people in the world. He looked at him again and waved his hand: "Take him away first, and we'll talk about it when we get back."

A soldier beside him came over and grabbed the man off the horse. Lu Yan struggled hard and the two men were almost freed by him. He quickly put force on his hands and shouted "Be quiet!" "Don't move!" before he subdued the man. As they were escorting him back, Lu Yan could not help but look back, but was pushed hard by the two men and walked away.

"General, there is another one here." Niu Gao was watching curiously from behind. After the person left, he remembered that he also had a prisoner. He shouted and pointed at Zhang Lin.

"Take them all away, and we'll talk about it when we get back." Lu Bu squinted at him, not bothering to deal with him any further. He waved his hand and asked them to take them away. He glanced at the road heading north and said, "I'm afraid we won't be able to catch up with him after this delay. It's a blessing for Yelu."

He turned around and called a few guards: "Tell the scattered cavalry in the rear to immediately move towards me, then quickly ride to the infantry, and immediately head north to seize Shenzhou and Guidezhou from the Liao people while they are just defeated."

"Yes!"

Several guards clasped their fists and saluted, not caring about their fatigue, and quickly found a few horses in the enemy camp to change horses, waved their whips and "Go--", and ran to the rear. "Order the whole army to take turns to rest here!" Lu Bu looked around and saw the fatigue of the knights on horseback: "Wait for the rear troops to advance and immediately capture the Liao city."

"Yes!"

The sound was deafening. Several generals who had followed had already dispersed. The two captains Yuan Lang and Shi Wengong were in the rear, while the deputy in the army and Du Fu were here. After some discussion, they decided that Du Fu's troops, who had the largest number of people, would rest first, while the cavalry led by Wang De and Teng Kan would guard the prisoners and the first half of the night.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell, and a cold waning moon hung in the sky. A bonfire was lit on the road between the woods. As the aroma of food spread, the snoring of deep sleep sounded. People in armor walked in the camp, gently putting their sleeping companions down, and the sound of meals could be heard softly.

The messenger cavalry running backwards quickly spread Lu Bu's order. The cavalry chasing along the road were the first to receive the news. They galloped their horses and more than 3,100 cavalrymen regrouped before dawn. The sound of deep sleep could be heard in the small camp.

The prisoners who were originally ready to make a move, however, had some thoughts in their mind. They sat on the ground with their hands tied up, watching more and more cavalrymen standing guard with swords and guns. The middle-aged Prime Minister of the Southern Palace felt helpless when he saw the young generals far away. He had a lot to say but kept it in his heart, waiting for the right time to speak. Perhaps he had an idea in his mind, and without the threat of death, he slowly fell asleep even though he was hungry.

The night is very short.

……

Shenzhou, the provincial government.

The sky is about to brighten, and the rising sun dyes the sky golden. In the distance, lead-blue clouds slowly drift by, taking off their night clothes and putting on morning clothes.

"How is Marshal Yelu..."

"This king has been defeated. Gather the soldiers immediately and prepare to defend the city."

After these brief words were spoken, the pupils of the Khitan scholar standing there shrank: "Where are Zhang Lin and Lu Yan?"

Yelu Dezhong sat down on a chair nearby, looking extremely tired. He waved his hand and said, "I don't know. I met them on the road transporting food and grass, and asked them to stop the enemy..." His eyes flashed, "Maybe I'll see them later."

Xiao Han's servant smiled bitterly. Yelu Dezhong's words were vague. In fact, he was not optimistic about the two men who were the rear guard. However, the other party was the emperor's brothers. Although it was a pity for Zhang Lin and Lu Yan, as Khitans, they could not say harsh words: "Then I will immediately dispatch troops to defend the city."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Yelu De nodded and closed his eyes. He was exhausted from running all the way. It was not easy for him to hold on until now. But not long after, when he was about to fall asleep, someone came to report: "General, the third and fourth princes are back."

The man opened his eyes and was stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face. (End of this chapter)