Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

The sky was getting darker.

Under the gaze of nearly two hundred people, the young general from the Western Army roared loudly, ran past the fighting Western Army, and with a wave of his spear, he threw away the howling rebel soldiers who rushed towards him, and charged towards the breakthrough point.

"Stop him!"

Bai Yanshou had a ferocious look on his face. He slashed the Western Army general in front of him with a knife, then kicked the man opposite him. The man flew backwards and fell in the direction where Wang Xun broke through.

On the warhorse, Wang Xun's expression changed. He felt a little troubled by the thieves' quick reaction speed.

His hands did not stop, and he pulled the reins, and the warhorse ran a few steps to the side. Du Wei suddenly felt a little nervous, and the hand holding the flying knife became a little damp.

Qian Zhenpeng at the back looked around, took a half step back, switched the long sword from his right hand to his left hand, turned around, bent down to avoid the sweeping blade, and slashed with the long sword, instantly cutting through the man's kneecap.

"what--"

With a scream, the Western Army soldier suddenly became shorter and fell to the ground in pain, holding his broken leg.

The sturdy man with a wound on his forehead turned around on the ground, reached down with his right hand, and grabbed a bloody mallet. As he turned around, he shouted at Xu Ding, "Block it for me."

Xu Ding also reacted quickly. He exhaled and shouted, throwing away the wooden shield he had picked up at some point. He held the knife in both hands and shouted continuously, slashing the shield with the blade, blocking the blade, and chopping off the spear.

The sounds of bangs and clangs of collisions became continuous at this moment, and flames jumped between the sharp blades. Several men of the Western Army in front were unable to withstand the force of the long swords, and could not stand and had to retreat to a gap.

"Mr. Qian, hurry up——"

Xu Ding's arms were numb. Fighting on foot was different from fighting on horseback. One could use the horse's power to swing the weapon and chop people away. Every time he struck, his waist and horse were in unison. As his eyes turned, the blade, which was still in good condition, was covered with rice-grain-sized gaps. It was obvious that the blade had reached the stage where it could be scrapped.

"Hold on a bit!"

Qian Zhenpeng's forehead was covered in sweat, and the salty liquid soaked through his wounds, causing him to frown in pain. However, Wang Xun was still not close enough, so the wooden hammer in his hand could only hit the Western Army soldier's forehead first.

On the battlefield with more than 6,000 people, there were figures of fighting everywhere. Occasionally, arrows from the Western Army fell into the crowd, and stones thrown by the rebels flew everywhere.

Wang Xun rode his horse into the arena. In his sight, Bai Yanshou, who was at the front, had already turned his body to follow his gaze, pulled the blade out from the chest of a soldier beside him, and stretched out his hand to wave at him.

"You thief, die!" Wang Xun was furious, his young face was full of bloodshot, he lowered his body slightly, and rushed towards him to kill him.

The guards running from behind roared and bypassed their comrades, closely following the young general on horseback in front.

"Not okay yet?"

Xu Dingdao followed the men, slashing left and right among the government troops with his long sword. The sweat on his forehead flowed down in a stream, and he immediately raised his arm to wipe it.

Qian Zhenpeng from behind watched Wang Xun approaching and grinned, "What a hurry..." He took a step forward, dragging the wooden hammer in his right hand behind him, and stared at the charging horse through the gap between people.

"very!"

He leaned forward, swung his right arm, and the wooden hammer spun towards the warhorse. The whistling wind brought a black shadow that instantly passed through the crowd and flew towards his own commander.

Du Wei, who was standing in front of him, cut off the stabbing spear with a knife. His eyes lit up as he looked at the flying black shadow. He quickly slid forward and raised his left hand behind him.

at the same time.

Bai Yanshou flew to the other side without thinking. He was not crazy, so he dared not stand on the ground and take the attack from the cavalry.

Wang Xun was sitting high on his horse, looking at Bai Yanshou and the heavy wooden hammer flying from behind. He snorted coldly and did not chase the fleeing figure, but pointed his spear forward.

boom--

The hard tip of the gun hit the hammer head, wood chips flew out, and the blood-stained hammer flew up in the air, attracting the attention of the figures on and behind the horse.

Herod——

The warhorse suddenly stood up, and then jumped wildly. Wang Xun was shocked on the horse's back and pulled the reins hard, but he could not stop the horse from jumping wildly under him, and he was thrown off the mount.

"Kill that Song General quickly——"

Bai Yanshou was overjoyed when he saw this. He instinctively glanced at the horse. Du Wei's two flying knives stabbed one into the eye and the other into the neck. The smelly horse blood flowed through the wounds onto the fur, making half of it stained with blood.

Du Wei, Qian Zhenpeng and Xu Ding shouted at the same time: "Kill!", raised their knives and rushed over here.

The rebels who were fighting around listened and their eyes suddenly lit up. When they turned their heads to look around, many of them died under the blades, but more of them turned to this side to kill them.

……

On the hill, Li Zhu, who was twirling his beard and looking at it, stopped moving his fingers, narrowed his eyes slightly, and whispered: "It's interesting..."

Zhang Shun turned around and looked at him.

Li Zhu hesitated for a few breaths, then suddenly loosened his beard and stood up: "Go down and give them a hand."

He stretched out his hand and grasped the long sword wrapped with gold thread in his hand, and put on the leather helmet with the other hand: "I will lead the charge in a while, and you will follow me and rush straight to the general."

He turned his head back and glanced at Shi Qian: "Shi Qian, you take the signal arrows and go up to a high place to watch. If reinforcements from the Song army arrive, notify us immediately."

Shi Qian nodded behind him, looked around, and jumped directly onto the tree trunk next to him with the bow and whistling arrows. Using his hands and feet, he reached the treetop in a short while.

Li Zu walked down first with a sword in hand. A rustling sound was heard from behind, and one after another strong figures stood up. They were all elite navy soldiers wearing leather armor and black helmets.

Then, he followed Mr. Golden Sword and ran down.

……

"Protect the Vanguard!"

When Wang Xun was knocked unconscious from the fall, he suddenly heard a loud roar from behind. Dense footsteps passed by from both sides, creating a rumbling sound. He turned his head on the ground and spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with dirt. Someone behind him helped him stand up.

He stretched his arm which was hurt from the fall, and saw that the four armored and helmeted men closest to him, including Bai Yanshou and Du Wei, had already crashed into the personal guards. The flashes of swords and the shadows of spears were slashing and stabbing back and forth. Both sides roared heart-wrenchingly, swung their arms, and used all their strength to hack at each other's vital points.

There were loud bangs and waves of blood surged up at the moment of close combat, and soldiers of the rebel army were constantly hacked to death on the spot by the guards who cooperated well with them.

However, Bai Yanshou, Du Wei, Xu Ding and Qian Zhenpeng were all good at infantry combat. They had followed Fang La since he started his career and had some experience in the melee on the battlefield. They cooperated with each other and immediately chopped Wang Xun's guards in the front row into pieces, creating a gap.

The sounds of hacking and shouting collided with each other at this moment, and a fight broke out that was even more intense than the beginning.

"spit--"

Spit fell to the ground, and Wang Xun glanced over, seeing his warhorse retreating sideways, a piece of the hilt with green cloud pattern exposed above his eye socket, and blood staining half of his body. Anger suddenly welled up in his eyes.

"Kill these traitors!"

Wang Xun grabbed his spear and strode forward. His horse was injured, so he needed to change it. However, such a fine horse was not available everywhere, so...

This revenge must be avenged!

The soldiers of the Western Army breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that their vanguard was fine. Then they rushed forward with shields, swords, and spears. The moment a Fang La soldier rushed over, his spear pierced his chest and hung in the air. Before he could retract it, the red-eyed rebel soldiers behind him rushed over and stabbed him in the neck with a knife, and then they were pierced by several spears. "Kill--"

Wang Xun stepped forward with his spear. He was already accustomed to the heavy armor on his body. He pierced the ferocious face with the spear. As he swung, the body was lifted off the ground and fell to the ground with blood. Then he turned and swung the spear in both hands and slammed back a small rebel commander who had pounced on him.

Judging from the sunken look on his face, it was obviously broken.

Amid the chaos of weapons clashing and figures interweaving, Bai Yanshou and Du Wei, protected by Xu Ding, Qian Zhenpeng and other rebel soldiers, killed their way through the defense line of the royal guards. They panted slightly, glanced at the gloomy Wang Xun, and fiercely grasped the hilt of the knife. With a loud roar, they rushed forward, "Hah!"

Wang Xun also exhaled "Ha" and rushed forward with his personal guards behind him. The blade hit the spear with a loud bang, and then the broadsword was bounced up. The Western Army general who was holding the spear shouted and stabbed Bai Yanshou with three shots in a row, forcing him to retreat in a panic.

"kill--"

The spear stabbed out with a whistling sound. Wang Xun's eyes were ferocious. He wanted to catch up and kill the man with a shot. The figure in front of him moved more and more. Du Wei killed the soldier in front of him with a knife. He raised his hand and a black shadow came out.

Wang Xun also reacted quickly. He didn't have time to thrust out his spear, so he simply raised his arm. With the sound of metallic clanging, a black shadow spun and flew off his arm armor, then "puff" plunged into the soil below.

"It's you, bastard..." Wang Xun looked at the familiar hilt of the knife, and suddenly his anger rushed to his head, blood rushed to his eyes, and he stared at Du Wei, swung his spear, gave up Bai Yanshou, and shot him.

Immediately, the soldiers of the Western Army surrounded and killed the commander of the Yongle Army who was forced to retreat.

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boom--

The spear hit the blade, and with heavy force, sparks flew between the two men. Du Wei roared "Ah--" but still couldn't withstand the force, and his legs bent under the pressure.

The next second, two knives-wielding men, Qian Zhenpeng and Xu Ding, came running over. "Hurry up and kill him!" They shouted as they swung their knives from the left and right.

Amidst countless shouts and screams, Wang Xun took a step forward and turned, with the gun spinning between his hands. With two bangs, he knocked the two men apart. The bodyguards who followed him took the opportunity to step forward and attacked the two men's vital points with swords and spears.

“Damn it damn it damn it damn it—”

Dangdangdangdangdang——

Xu Ding cursed while waving his arms, almost leaving afterimages. Qian Zhenpeng's face was solemn, and the wound on his forehead burst open again. Blood oozed out and mixed with sweat flowed down his nose, but he did not dare to stop.

The two knives were dancing continuously, the blades hit the metal, sparks jumped, but the figures of the guards could not be crossed for a while, which made the two brave men of Fang La army even more anxious.

Du Wei, whose hand was a little numb, raised his hand and bit the back of his hand hard, "Fuck it, charge over -" he roared, wielding a knife and joining the two men.

In the sight, Wang Xun turned around and swung his spear to deflect the stabbing spear. Bai Yanshou, who was holding a big knife, had already killed the soldiers and was panting as he led his men to attack with the knife again.

Wang Xun relied on the strong armor on his body to block the sweeping wooden stick. He swept and stabbed left and right with an iron spear, hitting several fierce soldiers of Fang La army repeatedly, knocking back and wounding several of them, amid the sound of metal clashing.

Bai Yanshou jumped over with a knife in his hand. Wang Xun turned around and shot him down with a backhand shot. He fell to the ground and rolled twice before stopping.

"A mob!" The young general of the Western Army curled his lips, raised his face slightly, and looked at me with contempt: "You have been fighting for a long time, and you are running for a while, and you still want to get the upper hand from me? You'd better surrender when the time is right..."

Before he could finish his words, several figures rushed over from the side, and Du Wei, Xu Ding, and Qian Zhenpeng chopped at them with their knives clanging.

Wang Xun wielded his spear almost reflexively, knocking the blade left and right, and dodged the "serrated" long knife in Xu Ding's hand. He reached to his waist and swung it, and a ray of light flashed across his chest.

"what--"

With a scream, Xu Ding staggered back. The armor on his chest had been cut open, and sticky blood instantly flowed out from the gap in the leather armor.

How come this guy's sword is so sharp? !
The man, who had dared to move forward relying on his armor, was suddenly horrified and quickly shrank back.

Before Wang Xun could chase after him, Du Wei's sword chopped at him again, which immediately annoyed the general of the Western Army. He shouted loudly to the surrounding soldiers to come over and kill them, and he increased his strength to force these fierce bandits, whose physical strength had been greatly reduced, to fight him.

They are all veterans who have fought hard on the battlefield, so they naturally know how to use their advantages. As long as he is not killed instantly by these four men, this group of thieves will lose their lives here sooner or later.

Either they were killed by me, or they were exhausted under the siege.

The young general stomped the dirt with his combat boots and charged forward fiercely.

……

"...It is indeed easy for the Western Army to defeat these bandits, but unfortunately they are too careless and do not deploy defenses in the rear, otherwise we would have to spend more effort."

The deafening shouts of fighting in front drowned out Li Zu's words, and the figure holding the scabbard began to rush forward.

The Western Army archers holding crossbows had slowed down their shooting speed at this time, observing the situation on the battlefield, occasionally raising their hands to shoot an arrow, and then at the general's shout of "Change swords--", they prepared to retract their bows and rush forward to fight.

rustling --

The sound of fast running came from behind. The Western Army soldiers in the back row turned their heads in confusion, their eyes suddenly widened, and they screamed, "Behind--" and quickly turned around to draw their swords.

"shoot--"

Zhang Shun saw that the distance was getting closer, so he shouted, raised his crossbow and shot an arrow. More than a hundred people followed suit and shot arrows while running.

Whoosh whoosh—

The Western Army archers who turned around in a hurry were immediately greeted by a wave of arrows. It was also because these naval soldiers were running and stopping suddenly that their accuracy was a little off. Even so, these brave soldiers who were good at fighting in the waves on the sea still had considerable accuracy.

Blood immediately splattered among the Western Army. Many people fell to the ground wailing while holding the places where they were shot by arrows, while others fell directly to the ground and became motionless.

"Send a signal, tell the vanguard, someone is attacking--"

A high-pitched cry came from the mouth of the injured general, and then someone took out a horn and blew it "Woo-woo--". In front, the attackers ran closer, someone shot another arrow quickly while running, while someone else held up a spear or a sword, his face becoming increasingly ferocious.

"Prepare to fight—"

The injured man roared with an ugly look on his face, and the Western Army archers raised their swords one after another.

In the sight, the man who had been running in the front with a scabbard in hand suddenly drew out his sword, and rushed into the gap left by the archer who was attacked by the crossbow like a whirlwind.

call--

The sword swung in the air, and Li Zu, who flashed in a strange posture, did not stop. He jumped out, and the long sword in his hand danced at lightning speed. Streaks of blood spurted into the air under the sharpness, and screams came from different people's mouths.

"Stop him quickly——"

The general's face changed instantly as he watched the long sword turn into rays of light in the man's hand. From time to time, he could see flashes of golden light in the air. Then, his elite soldiers kept falling to the ground, with broken hands, broken legs, cut throats, and blind eyes. Different injuries appeared on the human body between encounters.

The casualties of his subordinates made the leader tremble slightly with anger, and the wounds pierced by the crossbow arrows became more and more painful.

"Follow—"

The sound of footsteps of charging was heard, and Zhang Shun shouted in the formation, "Archers, release their arrows!" The figure holding the crossbow in the middle paused slightly and pulled the trigger, then quickly replenished the crossbow arrows.

On both sides, Yang Lin and Ma Lin fiercely charged into the unsuspecting crowd with long spears and double swords, and the gap was widening. (End of this chapter)