Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Under the daylight, the figure who walked out of the gate looked nervously at the man who appeared. The glittering arrows made people dare not move. The young Wanyan Salihe ran out directly and stood in front of Wanyan Gao.

"Answer me, Wulindataiyu, why are you here?" Sweat flowed from the top of his head, flowing down his forehead and cheeks, and the figure who was speaking felt his throat a little dry.

"Don't ask, you slave-adopted son who has gone into the woods and the sea."

A voice came from behind. Wanyan Gao turned his head sharply. A strange face appeared in his pupils. A scar ran from the cheek to the ear. The man grinned and said, "While you were calling the guards to ambush us, we killed all the soldiers guarding your city gate."

"Who are you?" Wanyan Gao gritted his teeth and stared at the figure walking out.

"Yidian tribe, Hada." The grinning corners of his mouth pulled the scar, bending it into an ugly loach: "By the order of King Qi, I will send you to see the gods!", and his arms were raised.

"Wait, wait!" Wanyan Gao looked around in panic, with his hands stretched out. He looked at Wulinda Taiyu who also raised his arms, and forced a smile: "Brother Taiyu, do you remember? I invited you to drink."

"...Oh." Wulindatai responded expressionlessly, swung down the hand holding the gun, and the iron spear stabbed into the ground. He snatched the bow and arrow from the person next to him, raised his hand and shot an arrow. The archers in front and behind then let go. The sound of the bowstring vibrating in the air filled his ears.

when--

A golden-armored guard holding a big axe next to him blocked him. Wanyan Gao was suddenly horrified and quickly bowed and tried to retreat.

Whoosh whoosh—

Countless cold stars shot over with a sound of breaking through the air, and blood bloomed in the crowd. The golden-armored guards fell down with their eyes wide open. Wanyan Salihe's tender face was splashed with blood. He stared at the guard in front of him who was shot through the throat with wide eyes, and fell backwards limply.

An arrow pierced through his chest, and the arrow feathers were shaking slightly.

"Damn it, you two are helping the foreigners!"

Wanyan Gao pulled Wanyan Salihe's body to block in front of him, and the arrow pierced the boy's body like a meteor. The strong force caused the body to vibrate slightly. The figure huddled behind quickly retreated towards the house. The moment he entered the door, he threw away the dead body in his hand and shouted: "Close the door! Quick!"

The golden-armored guards who had not yet left hurriedly closed the door. The soldiers from the Wulinda and Yidian tribes who were running outside slammed into the door. A loud bang was heard and the door could not be closed for a while. People from both sides were competing with each other.

"Go, protect me!"

Wanyan Gao became even more nervous upon seeing this, and hurriedly asked people to escort him. Fang turned around and took two steps when he felt pain in his body. He turned his head to look and saw two arrows piercing through the armor on his body into his back and buttocks. The blood dyed the clothes inside the armor red, and a wet and warm feeling came from his skin.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it—cut off this broken arrow shaft!"

Wanyan Gao's face was ferocious and he didn't dare to pull out the arrow. A guard next to him came over, drew his sword and chopped the arrow into two pieces.

After limping two steps, Wanyan Gao called for the guards to come and support him. Before he had crossed the yard, he heard a loud "bang". Turning around, he saw Wulinda Taiyu rushing in with an iron spear in his hand. With a wave of his arm, the corpse hanging on the tip of the spear flew out.

"Go quickly——"

The almost voice-breaking cry echoed in the courtyard. Wulindatai wanted to look at him, raised his gun and stabbed the golden-armored guard who was about to stand up from the ground to death, then walked inside.

"Brother Wulinda, wait for me." Hada came over, and the guards beside him swung their swords and hacked the golden-armored guards who were still resisting to death. Then a large number of troops rushed in with shouts.

The figure walking forward had no intention of stopping to wait, but just walked inside with his spear held upside down. The iron armor inherited from his father shone with a metallic luster in the sun. Hada showed a helpless look behind him, and looked at Wulin Dahe who was chasing the golden armored guards with a big axe, and muttered: "These two are both worrying. Hey - that fool over there."

The axe chopped the head in half. The Jurchen man who was looking for the next one turned his head instinctively, with a puzzled expression on his blood-spattered face: "Why are you calling me?"

Even though I was the one shouting, but...

Why did you agree so naturally? ! Hada was confused by his natural response and said, "Uh...ah..." twice, pointing to the figure in front of him: "Your clan leader is in front, why don't you go and help."

"Oh." Wulindahe responded, took a step forward and led his men to chase after him, leaving a message in the air: "I'll go right away."

Hada looked at his back and opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Finally, he sighed and waved his arms: "Go send a team of people to help Chief Wulinda."

The warriors of the two tribes who ran in hurriedly followed.

……

There was a rustling sound of footsteps. Wanyan Gao's face was covered with sweat and new blisters appeared on his lips. A chill rose from his back and he felt a burning pain from the arrow wound.

There were less than a hundred guards left, and the words of warning just now came to mind: "Don't go to the front hall." He turned around to look at the figure chasing him, his face twitching: "Go and kill him with a few people, and the rest of you go to the side hall, over there..."

"Kill--"

"Capture Xieye alive!"

Roaring and shouting sounds came from the front across the wall. I stopped instinctively and heard shouts of "Chief, we are here!" and "Where is that bastard Xieye!"

...it's over.

Wanyan Gao closed his eyes and stood there. Even louder noises came from all directions. When it was quiet, he opened his eyes and slowly scanned the figures entering the yard. They were all tribal warriors wearing leather armor and holding sharp blades. When he saw a familiar face, he suddenly revealed a strange smile: "Pu Wuer, your Pulumaoduo tribe has also participated..."

"Our clan leader surrendered to the King of Qi last year. If the King of Qi wants to fight, we will fight for him." The burly figure stepped forward and said, "Xie Ye, you have nowhere to escape. Just surrender and wait for the King of Qi to decide what to do."

"No need." A cold voice came from the other side. Wulindatai was about to step forward and pointed his spear at Wanyan Gao: "The King of Qi has ordered that we kill him directly and only send back his head."

Pu Wuer nodded, looked at Wanyan Gao and said calmly: "Since the King of Qi has ordered it, don't blame me for not remembering our old friendship."

"spit--"

Wanyan Gao spat out a mouthful of saliva, and drew out his scimitar: "How can you villains take my life!"

He took a long breath and said, "It's not my fault that the gods didn't bless me! It's not my fault that the gods didn't bless me!"

He raised his hand and slashed at his neck, the sharp blade cutting off his windpipe, and a cavity full of hot blood spurted out. The guard standing in front of him turned his head and widened his eyes, exclaiming: "Extremely violent!"

Wulindatai looked coldly at the body that fell backwards, and said, "You are flattering yourself." He looked at the remaining guards and said, "Put down your weapons, and I will spare your lives."

The guards looked at each other, and more than half of them put down their weapons with a clang. Some of those surrounding Wanyan Gao shouted, "Bojilie, slow down. I'm coming." They turned to look at Wulindatai and wanted to curse, "You villain, you will die sooner or later. We are waiting for you!"

With a swipe of the knife, the body fell to the ground.

Wulindatai was about to take two steps forward with his iron spear in hand, and pushed aside the empty-handed guards: "Come here, chop off Xieye's head and send it to the King of Qi."

He turned around and walked away with the gun.

On that day, Wanyan Gao, the leader of the Wanyan tribe, was killed, and his sons Wanyan Zongyi and Wanyan Ahuli were also killed. (End of this chapter)