Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

"Please ask Amai Bojilie to come to our aid! Quickly!"

Roars rang out in the Jin army formation. Wanyan Gao's eyes were full of anger. In his sight, the flag representing the general of his own army fell down. This had never happened before in the war with the Liao people.

The messenger rushed out and the attack horn sounded. The desolate horn made the extremely excited mood of the state even more depressed.

"——Form a formation and advance!"

A high-pitched voice came from the mouth of a middle-aged general. The middle-aged man wearing silver armor and holding an iron spear was none other than Amaibogile Wanyan Xibushi of the Jin Dynasty. In the array of 4,000 people, the voices of soldiers and various Moukes were shouting, footsteps were heard stepping on the ground, and shields were raised one after another in the front row. They ran forward with their shields held in front of their chests, looking at the fighting crowd in front with determined eyes.

The Jin soldiers surged, and the battle on the front line became more and more intense. From time to time, Jin soldiers fell under the bows and crossbows. However, the Jurchen warriors, led by several armored generals, continued to fight back. Some chevaux de frise were destroyed, and then they were killed on the front line by Di Lei wielding double hammers. The advantage gained by Wanyan Olugu was being reversed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"kill--"

Wanyan Xibushi issued orders on the horse. Nearly ten thousand troops were deployed in this small area. Half of the troops going out to the west were here. The losses of Mouke and Meng'an were more than any previous war. The blood in his body was rushing up, his face was flushed, and his eyes were bloodshot. If he didn't break this fort today, he would be thinking about something wrong.

All around, Wanyan Olugu's soldiers were retreating and were pushed aside by the advancing people. The generals on horseback began to breathe faster, as if they could hear the blood flowing in their veins.

The infantry formation raised their shields and began to accelerate, rushing towards the entangled battlefield ahead.

……

Under the daylight, the cavalry began to accelerate. The blue-maned horses exhaled hot breath, and the smell of sweat mixed with the fishy smell of dust drifted over the noses of the knights on horseback from time to time.

On horseback, the mighty figure looked at the black formation that came into view in the distance. It was the rear formation of the Jin army.

"Speed ​​up, speed up! Go ahead!"

A loud shout came from Du Fu's mouth, and the warhorse under him galloped faster and faster. On the left and right, the cavalry behind him also sped up. The galloping horses raised a cloud of dust, and the ground began to shake slightly.

In the Jin army's formation, the person at the back stamped his feet in surprise, lifted up his worn-out shoes and looked at them: "Where is the vibration coming from?"

Suddenly remembering something, he turned around abruptly and saw a galloping war horse.

"cavalry--"

"Enemy attack!"

Several screams were heard, and then more people turned around. Wanyan Zongxiong, who was at the rear of the battle formation, was suddenly startled. Seeing the cavalry charging, he shouted loudly: "Turn around! Line up to meet the cavalry charge!" He grabbed the deputy general beside him and shouted: "Go to the front and tell the commander-in-chief that there are enemy cavalry in the rear. Tell him to prepare quickly. Quickly--"

With a push of his hand, the deputy general whipped his horse and rushed quickly to the front army.

Wanyan Zongxiong shouted: "Blow the horn, blow the horn - notify the whole army, the enemy is attacking!"

Woo, woo—

The horn sounded, indicating an attack. The Jin army, who were still watching the battle formation, were startled and turned around to look.

In the distance, the frequency of horse hooves changing was getting faster and faster.

In the Jin army formation, Wanyan Gao turned his horse around and looked at the smoke and dust behind him, frowning immediately: "Pass the order, archers go to support the rear army, Wulindatai wants to turn around to support the rear formation."

The soldier who delivered the message ran out quickly, and soon the flags of the Jin army began to move.

……

The dust in the distance was reflected in Xi Sheng's eyes from a high place. The fluttering flag made the skinny man's eyes brighten up immediately. He turned his head quickly and said, "Order Yuan Lang to go out from the back door to attack the enemy's central army. Han Shizhong and Ma Jin should attack from both sides. They must entangle the Jin soldiers in front and cannot let them turn around to support!" The messenger next to him waved the flag in his hand. The voice of the generals shouting could be heard faintly. Xi Sheng, who was watching the battlefield from a high building, smiled. He was thinking about how to cooperate before Du Fu arrived. Now this opportunity is not the best, but he tried his best to cooperate with his comrades to seize this opportunity.

……

Wuwuwu——

At the sound of the horn, the war horses were galloping. Wulin Datai, who received the order, turned around fiercely and rushed to the front with his iron spear. Hundreds of cavalrymen behind him turned around and followed the figure in front, missing Wanyan Zongxiong in the rear.

This time they came to attack the city, and although there were many cavalrymen, most of them dismounted and fought on foot. This fierce general thought that he would do the same this time, and now he was happy to have the opportunity. A ferocious look appeared on his stern face, and he charged towards the rear without fear.

The mighty cavalry pushed forward, and the ground trembled more and more violently under the tumbling hooves of the horses. In a moment, the knights on the war horses fired a wave of arrows, and the sound of whizzing through the air rang in the ears. More soldiers in khaki velvet coats fell off their horses.

In the field of vision, the ferocious expression of the man on horseback was getting closer.

boom--

The war horses collided, and the flesh and blood bodies were broken under the huge force, and blood spurted into the air. The cries of horses and the screams of people echoed in the ears. The general in Qinglong armor had an indifferent face and squeezed the horse's belly. The green-maned horse roared and neighed, and its muscles heaved up and down.

He rode his horse headlong into the cavalry, his 10-foot-long snake spear whistling and the sound of metal clashing, creating several sparks. The Jin cavalrymen who were charging forward could not bear the force and fell off their horses, and were trampled to death by the horses that were sweeping over. He passed by a dozen other cavalrymen and headed straight for the Jin general over there. His green-maned horse was moving at a steady pace. Several more cavalrymen were rushing in front of him. His snake spear swept left and right fiercely, forcing several people to retreat and defend. Du Fu rode past without paying attention to others, always staring at the general who had returned.

Wulindatai was about to raise his spear. His horse's hooves touched the ground. The braid growing out of the helmet behind his head fluttered in the wind, and he poked the spear at the rushing figure.

bang bang bang-

Spears clashed several times like lightning, and the two horses passed each other, with some surprise in their eyes. The Jurchen general could not help but look back, and saw Du Fu running by with his 10-foot-long snake spear waving, poking the chest of the personal soldier following behind.

Wulindatai gritted his teeth and was about to turn around, but he saw a golden weapon coming towards him and quickly raised his spear.

when--

With a crisp sound, an ugly face appeared in his sight, and the waving arms with two golden maces were madly hitting him. He had no time to adjust his posture, and could only guard the small space, holding the gun with both hands to block back and forth. Golden light filled his vision, and several sounds of metal were heard at the same time.

"Damn it, good trick!"

The two horses passed each other, and Feng Tai could not help but roar. Wulinda Tai's vision had just recovered from the golden light when he suddenly saw a knight in black armor behind him pointing a bow at him. He instinctively turned his body away.

"With-"

Amid the roar of horse hooves, an arrow flashed and came, piercing through the shoulder armor and into the flesh with a "puff". The fierce Jurchen general screamed "Ah!" and quickly pulled the reins and retreated sideways.

"Don't pursue the enemy, just keep going! Charge—"

In front, Du Fu's loud voice echoed on the battlefield. Niu Gao looked at the Jurchens running past with regret. He quickly put away his precious bow, picked up the iron mace, and while he was dancing, Jurchen cavalrymen kept falling off their horses.

A large mass of cavalry pressed forward towards Wanyan Zongxiong.

……

In the back, Wanyan Gao looked at the dust rising behind the fort and his face changed drastically.

The roar of war horses came from the front. (End of this chapter)