Dadao Guan Sheng saw the crowd's fists and kicks raining down, beating the man until he huddled up on the ground. He couldn't even fight back, even struggled. He hurriedly shouted to stop: "Don't take his life, ask for it first!"
Qin Ming, Sun Li, Liu Tang and others then gave up, stepped aside and sneered, saying in their mouths: "You are the one who deserves to die, you can't escape after all!"
Seeing everyone's interest, Guan Sheng seemed to know this person, and gave Ximen Qing an inquiring look. The latter touched the thunder stone and smiled slightly: "This fat black man is indeed a person who deserves to die. Let the brothers have a meal first."
Fists and kicks are also good.”
"Three fat men?"
Guan Sheng suddenly remembered that the three black fat men mentioned by Ximen Qing were the original Shandong Shiyu Songjiang?
However, since the news about the plot to kill King Chao Tianwang spread out, the heroes in Shandong, Hebei and other places have become extremely disdainful of this person. To mention the nickname "Timely Rain", it is simply a matter of pouting three times.
The man in black was wailing on the ground, looking in pain as if several bones had been broken by the punches and kicks just now.
"Come on, stop pretending." Ximen Qing said sarcastically: "With all the fat on your body, you can't even hurt a bone."
The man in black shut his mouth and slowly got up. His eyes turned to Lin Chong and Qin Ming. They were all filled with anger. How could they dare to speak?
After turning to Ximen Qing's side, the man in black bowed and said: "Sir Ximen, long time no see..." After saying that, he turned to Guan Sheng and bowed deeply: "This must be the Marshal of the Conquest Army Guan.
Yes, there is indeed a legacy left by our ancestors!"
Guan Sheng had never met Song Jiang before, so he took the opportunity to look at his face and found that he indeed looked like a loyal man. If he had already had a bad reputation, he might have been deceived into thinking that he was a man worthy of friendship.
"Heisan Fatty, your skills are not diminishing. Do you want to remind Marshal Guan that his status is higher than that of me, the supervisor?" Ximen Qing understood Song Jiang's little thoughts and pointed it out to his face unceremoniously.
came out.
Song Jiang had a dark face and did not dare to respond.
Guan Sheng suddenly realized that Song Jiang was indeed quite powerful. He was just like a dog who could lift the curtain with just his mouth. No wonder he spent money everywhere to win over heroes from all over the world and gained quite a reputation.
When Song Jiang suddenly appeared here, he definitely didn't take the initiative to wash his neck and wait to be killed, but he had a plan.
"If you have nothing to do, come to the Three Treasures Hall, let's talk about it." Ximen Qing yawned: "We are still waiting for dinner... I don't think anyone here wants to sit with you, a black fat man, right?"
As soon as Ximen Qing finished speaking, there was a burst of "bah bah bah" sounds in the tent. Not to mention the leaders who came down from Liangshan, even the generals who had never talked about Song Jiang expressed their contempt after hearing this.
Song Jiang's face was dark, and no change of color could be seen. He must be as thick-skinned as the walls of Washeng City.
"Xiao Ke comes here this time, naturally to give you a piece of credit."
"Snapped!"
As soon as Song Jiang finished speaking, Ximen Qing slammed the table: "Come here, take this black fat man out! Behead him in public!"
"yes!"
Everyone in the tent shouted in unison, and seven or eight hands grabbed Song Jiang's body. At this point, Song Jiang's face was dripping with sweat, no matter how strong his concentration was.
Song Jiang originally wanted to whet Ximen Qing's appetite so that he could negotiate some terms; but he didn't expect that Ximen Qing wasn't even interested in listening and just broke off.
"Sir, spare my life!"
Song Jiang fell to his knees with a very sensible pop and kowtowed to Ximen Qing desperately.
Ximen Qing waved his hand and told everyone to move away. Then he walked up to Song Jiang who kept kowtowing with a smile: "Spare your life? Then let's see what you can use in exchange for your life."
"Yes, yes, spare this little guy's life!"
Song Jiang stopped kowtowing and fell to the ground, almost sticking his tongue out to lick Ximen Qing's shoes.
Ximen Qing flew up with a kick in disgust and knocked Song Jiang over: "Say it quickly! If you want to whet my appetite again, take off one of your thighs first!"
How could Song Jiang dare to resist? He fell gently with his feet, and waited until Ximen Qing took back his legs before he dared to get up and kneel on the ground and said: "Xiang Zhong, the guard at the west gate of Weisheng City, is willing to secretly open the city gate to welcome the heavenly soldiers and generals.
Get in!"
"Simon?"
Ximen Qing laughed dumbly and exchanged glances with Guan Sheng: "Why is Xiang Zhong willing to do this?"
"Xiang Zhong is a gambler. Tian Ding issued an order a few days ago to strictly prohibit gambling in the army, so he got ahead of himself and was beaten with fifty military sticks by Tian Ding."
Song Jiang spoke eloquently and fluently: "The morale of the soldiers in Weisheng City has long been low. As soon as the west gate is opened and the heavenly soldiers enter, the whole city will definitely surrender."
"Are these things you said true?" Guan Shengwo's eyebrows moved and he opened his eyes slightly: "If there is any deception..."
Ximen Qing chuckled and said, "Although Fatty Hei is not a good person, he is at least a trustworthy person. Tell me, what benefits will you get if this happens?"
"Forgive you for being such a treacherous ghost, but you still want to eat my foot-washing water!" Song Jiang was secretly proud in his heart, and then made a miserable look: "The villain knows that his sins are serious, and he only wants to spare his life and return to his hometown to work in farming.
, is enough."
Ximen Qing smiled slightly, and agreed on a time with Song Jiang, asking Liu Renzhong and He Mazi to escort Song Jiang out of the camp.
Seeing the angry glares of everyone in the tent, Song Jiang wished he could swallow a gulp of water. He hurriedly lowered his head and walked out of the tent and plunged into the night.
When he was young, Liu Ren came back to report: "Three Fatty Black Men have left the camp."
Guan Sheng then said to Ximen Qing: "Fan Quan surrendered, and Song Jiang also surrendered. One is from the east gate, and the other is from the west gate. Who is real and who is fake?"
"What are you looking at, Marshal?" Ximen Qing asked.
Guan Sheng twisted his beard and said: "In my opinion, Song Jiang's heart is not right, and he is probably fake. When he went out just now, his face was happy, and it seemed that his treacherous plan had succeeded. But I don't know why Lord Ximen let this person go?"
As soon as Guan Sheng said this, there was a lot of discussion in the tent.
"This fat black man should be cut into pieces if he comes to your doorstep!"
"It's not enough to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, you have to crush your bones and spread ashes!"
Ximen Qing smiled slightly when he heard this: "Without him, it's just a plan!"
"I pretended to make an agreement with Song Jiang about the first hour of the day, which is the same as the time agreed upon by Fan Quan. In this way, when we enter Weisheng City from the east gate, the resistance we encounter will be reduced. After all, whether it is Tian Ding or that Xiang Zhong,
Everyone will pay attention to Ximen."
Guan Sheng nodded repeatedly: "This is a great plan, but it's a pity that Song Jiang must be let go."
"When a cat catches a mouse, it naturally has to be played with." Ximen Qing chuckled and said: "We can't trust Song Jiang, and Tian Ding will not regard Song Jiang as a confidant... If I were Tian Ding, I would treat Song Jiang as a confidant..."
Song Jiang’s whole family, young and old, will be arrested. If there is anything wrong at all, we will..."
At this point, Ximen Qing's right hand formed into a palm and moved downwards: "Kill!"
"Even if Tian Ding doesn't kill Song Jiang, we can still search out Song Jiang after entering Weisheng City."
...
...
The ninth day of October.
The weather is beautiful and cloudless.
Chenshi.
"Are you all ready?"
Prince Tian Ding, dressed in military uniform, asked Ximen Guardsman Xiang Zhong nervously. Next to him was Song Jiang, who looked relaxed but was actually more nervous.
Just as Ximen Qing guessed, Prince Tian Ding ordered people to put Song Jiang and his family under surveillance.
"No problem." Xiang Zhong bowed and replied: "The elite cavalry of the Forbidden Army are ambushing at the end of the street, and there are the best archers on both sides. If you don't come, it's enough. If Ximen Qing and Guan Sheng dare to come, they will be shot into hedgehogs.
"The thousand-pound gate is also ready."
Tian Ding nodded with satisfaction and looked at Song Jiang again: "If the plan succeeds, kill Ximen Qing, Guan Sheng and others, and I will make you the prime minister!"
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
Song Jiang held sweat in his palms and thanked Prince Tian Ding.
"Success or failure will depend on today's battle!" Tian Ding touched the sword on his waist and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Tell the soldiers to use more strength. If you kill one person, you will have ten swords! Kill Ximen Qing, Guan Sheng
If you do, you can get thousands of swords!"
With this order, the army finally gained some morale and fighting spirit.
The suspension bridge was lowered and the city gate was opened. Xiang Zhong and Song Jiang were waiting at the door for the Song army to arrive.
It's just that the agreed time has come, and there is no movement at Song Camp not far away. It seems that they have completely forgotten that such a thing happened.
Xiang Zhong was pounding in his heart, and Song Jiang was almost sweating like rain.
If Ximen Qing really cheated on him, I'm afraid the whole family would be beheaded by Tian Ding's order.
Song Jiang gritted his teeth and stood with Xiang Zhong from the first quarter of the morning to the second quarter of the morning, but there was still no movement in the Song camp.
"what happened!"
Tian Ding couldn't bear it and ran out to check it out in person: "Why hasn't Song Jun come yet?"
"Maybe... they remembered the wrong time..." Faced with Tian Ding's questioning, Song Jiang thought hard and replied: "Or maybe they are not ready yet..."
"Song Jiang!"
Tian Ding yelled and was so frightened that Song Jiang fell to his knees in a hurry.
"Do you think this king is an idiot?" Tian Ding sneered and pulled out his sword: "Yesterday when you offered your advice in the palace, I should not have believed you! Your old Liangshan troops all regard you as an enemy, so how can they listen to you?
say something!"
Song Jiang knelt on the ground and trembled: "Your Highness, I made an appointment with Ximen Qing and others last night, but I don't know why they changed their minds..."
"How can I trust you again?" Tian Ding sneered: "Send the order and behead all the members of Song Jiang's family!"
Song Jiang was so frightened that he hugged Tian Ding's thigh: "Your Highness... no!"
Tian Ding kicked Song Jiang away and called soldiers to stop him. Xiang Zhong took the sword, cut Song Jiang into two pieces on the suspension bridge, and threw his body into the moat.
"What a shame! You're wasting my time!" Tian Ding frowned and walked back to the city: "Pull up the suspension bridge! Close the door!"
The "prey" did not come, and the carefully prepared trap was completely useless; Tian Ding was so angry that he ordered his soldiers to kill Song Jiang's entire family!
"It's not good! It's not good! The Song army is coming to the city!"
A horseman came from the east in a panic and almost collided with Tian Ding. Immediately, a man rolled down. Xiang Zhong recognized it as the infantry leader Xu Yue. Tian Ding shouted: "The four gates are closed, where did the Song army come from?"
Xu Yue cried sadly: "Fan Quan opened the east gate, and the Song army swarmed in. The soldiers were almost unable to withstand it..."
"What!" Tian Ding was so anxious that he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell face to face...
On that day, the Song army recaptured Weisheng City.