Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

South of Huanglongfu, the shouting and sounds of fighting in the forest gradually died down. More and more people were surrounded and were being killed by swords. The sounds of screams, cries and pleas were endless.

Wanyan Bendu staggered to his feet, leaning on his Iron-Backed Snake Spear. Someone came to help him, but he gently pushed them away with his hands: "Quickly clear out the remaining soldiers, and tell the survivors to pursue."

He covered his chest and took a breath: "Send someone else to check behind. If the brothers behind are not in the battle, let them come up and reinforce them quickly."

The guards beside him quickly ran back.

Looking around, many torches were extinguished in the fighting, and the already dim forest became darker. Some Qi soldiers relit the burning objects that were still warm, and the field of vision was extended a little, but then shortened as the sound of horse hooves faded away.

The sounds of fighting gradually stopped. The Xinzhou soldiers, who were frightened by the Qi soldiers, dropped their swords and knelt down to surrender, shouting "surrender" and "don't kill me, I surrender!" The cavalrymen who were not seriously injured drove their people aside first. Wanyan Bendu walked over with his spear and sat down to rest.

Soon, the sound of chaotic footsteps came from the rear, and the Qi army infantrymen, escorting prisoners and pulling horses, rushed over.

"…Only General Hua is left." The injured general murmured.

In the distance, the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground could be heard faintly, mixed with shouts and screams. It was not the first time that Hua Rong, the Little Li Guang, had chased the enemy. He would frequently draw the longbow to its full length, and the moment he let go, a figure would fall off the horse from the front. Occasionally, a warhorse would be injured by arrows in its legs and feet and would roll on the ground, dragging the knights on its back to the ground and dying on the spot.

"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot them back!"

The shouts from the front made Hua Rong narrow his eyes. He listened to the sound of the bowstring and swung the longbow left and right, knocking away the incoming arrows. A guard beside him groaned and then fell off his horse, which made this little Li Guang gnashing with hatred. He shot the lagging Jin army to death with one arrow and shouted loudly: "Kill them!"

Suoli Yishi and Agulaan looked back and saw that the pursuing team from behind was disconnected. Hua Rong was in the front with more than thirty bodyguards, but he also knew that there were more people chasing them from behind. At the same time, he waved his hands and let ten of Wanyan Sheng's bodyguards and twenty Weizhou cavalrymen kill the enemy. The two of them still fled with the more than four hundred cavalrymen.

Hua Rong, who was at the back, had a blank expression on his face. He put away his bow and replaced it with a spear. He roared and stabbed the charging knight to death with one spear, sending him flying. Blood dripped onto his face in mid-air. Looking at the armored soldiers coming from behind, he continued to stab forward with his silver spear. With a loud bang, the figure flew backwards. Little Li Guang frowned, but he stabbed forward with his spear, and faced much more resistance than before.

"The enemy is well armored, be careful—"

He gave a warning to his personal guards, and then changed his spear skills. He no longer stabbed or poked, but instead swept, hit, and smashed, first knocking down two heavily armored knights.

There was a loud fight on the road, with both sides fighting each other in a fierce battle. This was to cover the main general's breakout. Wanyan Sheng's guards relied on their thick armor and were even more fearless. Seeing that Hua Rong was a martial arts master and was not an easy opponent, they immediately gave up and turned to kill the rest of the Qi army. Long spears and iron spears pierced their chests with a whistling sound. Shouts, screams, and the sound of corpses falling to the ground immediately spread.

"General, help me!"

The horses' hooves were streaking on the ground, Hua Rong was wielding the silver spear left and right, and cries for help were ringing in his ears. This little Li Guang was unable to chase more than 400 Jin cavalrymen alone, so he pulled the reins, turned his horse's head, and charged towards the guards.

Farther away, countless figures were approaching on horseback. The remaining Jin soldiers seemed to be stimulated and were hacking and killing Hua Rong's guards in front of them.

"How dare you, thief!"

Hua Rong was furious, and stabbed out with the silver spear in his hand like a poisonous snake, piercing the rider into the air and sending him flying.

"kill--"

Amid the roar, the spears shrank and retracted, knocking four Weizhou cavalrymen flying in succession. A Jin soldier wearing double armor turned around and charged forward fearlessly, but was hit on the helmet by Hua Rong's spear and fell off his horse in dizziness. A cavalry soldier from the back charged forward, charging at the knights fighting with their comrades. With a bang, several figures floated into the air and fell to the ground screaming.

"Don't let the Jin army escape--"

Seeing this, Hua Rong put away his silver spear, turned his horse's head and roared, then continued riding forward. However, it was too late. In the dark night, the cavalry in front did not stop because of the fighting in the rear, but had already left the distance. Only a flame the size of a soybean flickered in front from time to time, and gradually disappeared in the cover of the woods.

Amid the rumbling of hooves, Hua Rong reined in his mount and raised his silver spear: "Don't chase them. They can't cause any trouble with just these few men." Hearing the faint sound of hooves in the distance, the flames flickered, and the spear drew a silver arc in the air and fell to the ground. He turned his horse's head and said: "Go back, treat the wounded, and reorganize the defense."

The white horse turned around and went back, and the surrounding cavalrymen hurriedly followed with torches.

A hint of paleness appeared in the east, and the dark night began to fade.

In the woods, the tall green trees swayed in the early morning breeze. While the rustling of leaves was heard, people's footsteps echoed in the forest. Figures in black military uniforms were busy cleaning the battlefield and picking up casualties. Wanyan Bendu's men suffered as many as five hundred casualties, of which more than three hundred were killed by Wanyan Sheng's personal guards led by Suoli Yishi. Hua Rong's men suffered few casualties, less than two hundred in number, but it was a pity that the personal guards lost seventeen people after a massacre at night, which made this little Li Guang very angry and depressed.

Fortunately, the night attack in this battle caused the two cavalry units to collapse, and countless of them disappeared. One of the two Jin army commanders died and the other escaped, and only eleven people were taken away, so it can be said that the task was accomplished.

"How is your injury?" Hua Rong hung the gun on the horse, jumped down, pressed the hilt of the sword, and looked at the Jurchen youth with a dejected face.

"I was hit in the chest, but it's okay." Wanyan Bendu coughed lightly and sat on a rock. "It's a pity that I couldn't keep all the people here. They still ran away."

Hua Rong's silver armor was stained with blood, and he looked a bit fierce. "They can't do anything. I will guard here and give you half of the troops. You take the wounded, prisoners and captured flags back."

Wanyan Bendu hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll also leave 500 cavalrymen behind, all of whom have been hunting in the mountains since they were young, you can use them as you wish."

"Then I'll have to trouble Wanyan Sima." Hua Rong smiled kindly. He has always been the kind of person who will respect others as much as he can. If the other party showed kindness to him, he would not be so arrogant as to say nothing.

After staying for a while, when the golden sun rose into the clouds, Wanyan Bendu left all the captured horses. The black-armored soldiers under his command supported their comrades, tied the prisoners' arms with ropes, and escorted them on the road. Wanyan Xishi's head was still tied under the neck of his horse.

The departing team rushed to the vicinity of Huanglongfu.

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the other side.

The Jin army's cavalry stopped dejectedly deep in the forest. The wounded soldiers groaned and bandaged their wounds. Sori Yishi had a worried look on his face. There were only more than 300 cavalrymen left heading north. The brave soldiers sent by Bojilie were almost all killed, and only one in ten soldiers from Xinzhou and Weizhou remained.

"What can these people do..."

Ah Gu looked lazy and didn't say a word for a long time. After a while, he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Let's find a place to hide first. Who knows, the Qi army may relax at this time."

"..." Sori Yi was silent for a while, then nodded with difficulty: "It has to be this way." (End of this chapter)