"Stab him!"

"Stab him!"

"I'll be free if I stab you!"

Huang Wenbing stepped back from the jailer, pointed to the dagger on the ground, and said to Song Jiang.

He wouldn't put himself in danger. With so many jailers protecting him, Song Jiang's idea of ​​using a dagger to fight back was simply wishful thinking.

At this moment, Song Jiang was torn between his inner turmoil as he looked at the dagger.

To stab or not to stab, that is the question!

"Snapped!"

"Song Jiang! Quickly pick it up!"

Huang Wenbing didn't give Song Jiang much time to think; he lashed out with his whip!

The whip struck Song Jiang hard, causing him great pain. After letting out a cry, he unconsciously bent down and picked up the dagger.

"Hehe, that's right, picking up a dagger isn't hard!"

Huang Wenbing's patient and persuasive manner actually resembled that of a teacher in a private school holding a ruler!

"Come on, be a good boy, give Chao Gai one stab, just one!"

"One cut won't kill you, right? Just one cut will set you and him free!"

"Pick it up, shove it in, just once."

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

Huang Wenbing kept putting pressure on Song Jiang, forcing him to stab Chao Gai. Song Jiang's hand holding the dagger was trembling the whole time!

"No way..."

Cui Daocheng, on the other side, looked at Song Jiang's appearance, and something inside him suddenly shattered.

Brother Gongming, what are you doing? Put the dagger down!

Within the bandit community, insubordination is a capital offense!

And this is the rule of the underworld!

Song Jiang is still a member of Qingfeng Mountain. If he betrays his elder brother and this gets out, he can forget about living in the Jianghu (江湖, the martial arts world) anymore!

Moreover, if Song Jiang really did such a thing, Cui Daocheng felt that he really couldn't follow him anymore.

"I can't do it! I can't do it!"

After Song Jiang's hands trembled for a while, the dagger suddenly fell from his hand. He held his head in his hands, looking extremely pained!

"Whoo~"

Cui Daocheng breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, he hadn't done it.

"Gongming, it's nothing, just one stab. Huang Wenbing, if he stabs me once, can we both leave?"

Seeing this, Chao Gai felt a little better and comforted Song Jiang.

"Yeah, it was like that before, but not anymore. Because he threw away the knife, I was unhappy, so I stabbed you. Only one of you can go."

"As for who goes, that's up to you."

Huang Wenbing narrowed his eyes, then lashed Song Jiang's back with the whip again!

"Get up! What are you doing! Where do you think you are? A restaurant?"

"What are you pretending for now, someone who dared to mention anti-poetry?"

Huang Wenbing gestured to the jailer beside him to go up, grab Song Jiang's hands, and lift him up.

Then, he picked up the dagger from the ground and handed it to Song Jiang again.

"Take it, hurry up! I'll give you half an incense stick's time to think it over. If you don't stab him after half an incense stick's time, I'll have to let him go and then stab you."

Huang Wenbing picked up the dagger from the ground and placed it back in Song Jiang's hand.

"You're not going to tell me you can't stab someone, are you? It's very simple. Look, just by extending and retracting your arm, you complete the action of stabbing someone. See, isn't it simple?"

Because a jailer was controlling Song Jiang's body, Huang Wenbing walked behind Song Jiang, grabbed his hand, and stabbed him.

"See, it's very simple. Go, go, just one cut. After one cut, one of you two can leave."

Huang Wenbing whispered in Song Jiang's ear that the voice was truly bewitching Song Jiang.

"No, no, he's my older brother, I can't do this..."

Song Jiang's hands were trembling, and he kept refusing.

"Listen to me, or when the incense burns out, I'll stab you. Go now, haven't you wanted to stab him for a long time? I'm giving you this chance! Hehehe..."

Huang Wenbing released Song Jiang and came to a short distance away again, quietly watching him.

At this moment, everyone in the cell was looking at Song Jiang.

Cui Daocheng, the Iron Buddha, had already swallowed countless mouthfuls of saliva.

Good heavens, how many things did he not see today?

If he ever gets the chance to leave this place, he'll definitely run far, far away!

"I...I can't, I can't..."

On Song Jiang's side, he was still saying words of refusal, but his feet were taking small steps, one after another, as he approached Chao Gai.

This scene brought a satisfied smile to Huang Wenbing's face.

Great, that's exactly the feeling of having control over people's hearts that I've been looking for!

"Snapped!"

He struck Song Jiang with the whip again! At the same time, he shouted:

"Hurry up! Stop dawdling! The incense is almost burned out! Do you want me to stab you?!"

"what!!!"

……

Outside Jiangzhou City.

The Liangshan army, together with the remnants of Qingfeng Mountain and the surrendered troops from Chenzhou, Yingzhou, and Jiangzhou, numbered nearly 10,000 and arrived in a massive procession at the gates of Jiangzhou.

"Wu Yong, are you sure there are millions of coins and grain here?"

Ren Yuan finally asked Wu Yong a question.

"Chief Ren, I'm certain. It's because that guy Cai Jiu has been extorting money and resources here for several years now. Jiangzhou is a wealthy prefecture, and the wealth he's accumulated is definitely not small!"

Wu Yong only knew the general outline, but in order to get Ren Yuan to take action, he had no choice but to say so.

"Alright, Liangshan isn't so unreasonable. If the spoils are really that much, and your Qingfeng Mountain has suffered heavy losses this time, after Liangshan opens its granaries and distributes them to the people, you can take 10%."

Ren Yuan thought about it. If the information about Qingfeng Mountain could really allow Liangshan to earn more than a million shi of Liangshan and more than a million guan of money for free, then giving them 10% wouldn't be a bad idea.

Consider this a small token of appreciation for your hard work.

“Brother Ren Yuan, you have already captured Jiangzhou and saved the village head. That is enough. We dare not ask for money and food.”

"Moreover, the situation at Qingfeng Mountain is a bit chaotic right now. Chief Ren, you should refrain from giving us money and supplies for now. I'm afraid these things will end up benefiting others."

Wu Yong smiled bitterly. How could he not be tempted by so much money and grain? But unfortunately, it was already unclear who the master of Qingfeng Mountain was. What if they ended up helping the enemy if they really divided the spoils?

"You guys..."

Ren Yuan shook his head. How many people are there in Qingfeng Mountain? They can't even handle this?

Chao Gai, are you even capable?

"Master, Bian Xiang, prepare yourselves, we're going to attack the city!"

The cavalry couldn't handle the task of attacking the city. Fortunately, the cavalry regiment was now a mix of cavalry and infantry, so Qin Ming and Shi Bao also led their men to participate.

"No problem, brother, just give the order. I can't wait."

Lu Zhishen carried his Sun, Moon, Dragon and Tiger Demon-Subduing Staff on his shoulder, looking truly imposing.

Bian Xiang rubbed his millstone-sized axe up and down, looking on with anticipation.

A siege battle—this was a rare spectacle for the Liangshan infantry!

"Brother, I, Qingfeng Mountain, am willing to be a vanguard!"

Wu Yong quickly volunteered for battle.

"You guys? Forget it, you only have a few hundred people left, so don't do this. Just improvise later."

Ren Yuan rejected Wu Yong's suggestion. What else could those people from Qingfeng Mountain do besides be cannon fodder?

"Ladders, battering rams, prepare! We're attacking!"

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