The sun is shining, and the sky is on fire.

A guard on the city wall of Qingzhou, unable to lean on the wide city wall, looked at a pavilion in a certain direction in the city, and suddenly felt itchy, he only hoped that the change of shift would come soon.

There was no sound except for the noise at the city gate, and he snorted, pulled the official uniform on his body, glanced at it casually with his lazy eyes, and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" The sound of vigilance came from the watchtower, the enemy attacked, he was so frightened that the six gods had no master, the first thing he thought of in his head was to escape, but he thought that he was in the city, and felt at ease, he spread his legs and reported the matter to the commander of the garrison, and ordered it to be uploaded one level at a time, and the soldiers on the entire city wall were boiling.

After listening to the report, a general on the gatehouse frowned, the smoke and dust in the distance rolled in, siege vehicles, ladders and various siege weapons were faintly visible, he was afraid, "General Liu, go and report to the prefect of Murong, the five mountain thieves are attacking the city, the situation is urgent, please send personal soldiers to support." ”

The general surnamed Liu had long been afraid of death, so he listened to the order and hurried down the city and ran in the direction of the execution ground.

The gates of the city were shut, and the people were running in all directions. On the wide walls, lazy soldiers hurriedly prepared, set up bows and crossbows, and various lethal weapons for defending the city, such as "thunderbolt fireballs" and "fire oil tanks", were also removed from the warehouse and placed at the top of the wall. But everyone looked flustered, and they looked like they were well-trained, and some of them didn't even know how to fiddle with the utensils, and secretly hid behind the city walls and shivered.

At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, the army was used year after year, and repeated defeats, the forbidden army, the number of the box army increased dramatically, most of them were indiscriminate, the infantry did not know the bow and crossbow, the cavalry did not know equestrianism, it was a common phenomenon, and the thieves in various places swarmed, the troops were consumed, and the courage of the soldiers was not as good as the thief.

Three Dynasty Gate, crowded with people, walking husbands and pawns, idlers and merchants, densely crowded here, for no other reason, Ling Chi, these two words, I am afraid that the name of the Oiran of the Lake Building is more attractive, the square in the middle of the Three Dynasty Gate, six people are distributed, shackles and hand-holders, hemp rope binding, a plaque behind the back, the book "anti-thief Song Jiang", the other five people are also the same.

The child blinked, the woman talked trivially, the man stared at the knife in the executioner's hand, the excitement spread throughout the crowd, Ling Chi's punishment, as usual, should be cut 3,600 knives, the skin and flesh were cut off inch by inch, and the silence before death hung the hearts of everyone.

In the crowd, there were some men, although their clothes were ordinary, and there was no interest between their eyebrows, they just stared at the supervisor at the top, the prefect of Qingzhou, Murong Yanda, and sparks of revenge spewed out in their eyes. They scattered around the crowd, waiting for an opportunity.

Wu Song, Chao Gai and the others were not here, they were standing on the second floor of a restaurant not far from the Sanchao Gate, and with a light glance, they could just overlook the entire execution ground.

The people on the execution ground, Wu Song's many heroes, and the elite guards and other people hidden in the shadows, were all waiting, waiting for an appropriate time to come.

The general surnamed Liu finally rushed to the Sanchao Gate, ran straight to the square desk, went up the three or two stone stairs, turned around and bowed, "Lord Murong, the thieves are attacking the city, the thieves are huge, Qingzhou City is afraid of being lost, I hope that Lord will send his own soldiers to help." ”

Murong Yanda's eyes were worried, he glanced at Qiao Daoxuan, and when he saw that he shook his head, he replied stiffly, "How can these thieves be the opponents of my Qingzhou male soldiers, pass on my orders, and hold on, is it possible that these thieves still dare to attack my Qingzhou City?" ”

General Liu said, "It's ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Murong Yanda, "Didn't you hear what I said, get out." The general surnamed Liu had no choice but to run back.

All this naturally fell into the eyes of Wu Song and the others, he glanced at Wu Yong, and wanted to ask, but was infected by Wu Yong's confidence in shaking the feather fan lightly and smiling without saying a word, and continued to wait and see.

The sun was blazing in the sky, it was almost three o'clock at noon, and the time for the execution was approaching, when suddenly there was a shout outside the city, the sound of gold and iron, although it was not loud, but the people seemed to realize something, and their faces were afraid. Murong Yanda glanced outside the city and said coldly, "Brother Qiao, could it be that these thieves really want to attack my Qingzhou, and those people outside will definitely not be able to stop it." ”

Qiao Daoxuan looked around and sighed, "Qiao is too worried, please give Brother Murong an order to send troops to meet the thief." ”

Murong Yanda's face was ruthless, and he said something to a general on the side, and after the general received the order, a group of people suddenly poured out from all around, with decisive steps, sharp eyes, and stubbornness, it was indeed a strong force. The army had been lying in ambush around the execution ground, but now they were all rushing to the city gates.

Everyone in the restaurant was overjoyed, it seemed that this feint attack strategy had worked, Chao Gai and the others shouted to go up and capture Murong Yanda, and forced Song Jiang and others to find out the news. Wu Yong glanced at Murong Yanda and thought for himself, "Heavenly King, it's better to wait." Wu Song also meant this, and everyone gave up.

Murong Yanda glanced at the six prisoners on the field, and said to Qiao Daoxuan on the side, "In this case, those six people are no longer useful, and the people of Jingwuwei are also in a hurry, it is better to kill them now, and then go out of the city to kill those thieves, what does Brother Qiao think?" ”

Qiao Daoxuan comprehended, and personally walked into a dark room, and six people were escorted out by the officers and soldiers, the first one, a short black man, but there was a look of despair in his eyes, different from the black fat man behind him, with a look of arrogance, and angry eyes at the soldiers who pushed him.

"Brother Song." Many people have already recognized the person who is the leader, it is Shandong Shiyu, and the righteousness is Song Jiang. Wu let go of the feather fan and breathed a sigh of relief, "Heavenly King, Martial Gang Master, we can start acting." ”

"Okay." All the heroes clenched the weapons in their hands and replied in unison, with cruel expressions in their eyes.

Song Jiang's six people have been escorted to the execution ground, and the people have not had time to figure out why they will be replaced, and they shouted violently, like a thunderbolt in the daytime, and sounded from the crowd, a person who looks like a head is holding two snowflake ring knives, and took the lead in jumping on the court, and slashed the soldiers around Song Jiang with one knife, "The Bamboo Union Gang is here, eat my stone with a knife." ”

In the crowd, many heroes also took out their weapons from their clothes and rushed to the execution ground, and the officers and soldiers who maintained the venue were caught off guard, and most of them died in an instant, and the people were shocked and ran around, adding to the chaos.

Murong Yanda was not frightened by the chaos in the field, but his face turned blue with anger, and he threw out a knife, and immediately a good man was killed, "Kill them all." Needless to say, the Jingwuwei, the Boy Scouts and others outside the field have all attacked, and the heroes led by the stone have instantly fallen into a counter-encirclement.