The Second Volume of Water Margin

  Wu Song and Yan Qing watched as Shi Wengong sprang to his feet, charging towards Ximen Qing. Their faces all changed color somewhat. The Heavenly King Zhu Gang rose from the carriage, snatching a large knife from a soldier's hand, poised for action.

  Scar-faced Tiger Liu Ren heavily pushed aside the soldiers who had not reacted yet, and rushed over, trying to block his body in front of Ximen Qing!

  Wu Yong's eyes were fixed on Ximen Qing, ready to savor the moment when Ximen Qing would be caught off guard and his flustered expression would be exposed by Shi Wengong.

  Watching potential enemies die always has a kind of inexplicable pleasure.

  Contrary to their expectations, Ximen Qing not only didn't show any signs of panic but also didn't move a single step. Instead, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Shi Wengong in mid-air, shouting loudly.

  "Down!"

  Shi Wengong's face changed, as a strange feeling rose from his left shoulder. In less than half a breath, Shi Wengong found that he could no longer feel his left shoulder, or even his entire left side!

  "The arrow is poisoned!"

  Shi Wengong's right hand thrust out like a flash of lightning!

  As long as there is still one finger that can move, Shi Wengong will also pinch this abominable guy to death!

  Liu Renzhong was still half a body away from Ximen Qing when Little Tianqing had already placed the horse horizontally in front of Ximen Qing, and with his left arm, he used the large iron shield to seal off Shi Wengong's path!

  "Clang!"

  Shi Wengong's Fang Tian painting halberd and iron shield came into close contact, bringing out a few sparks and a loud crash!

  Xiao Tianqing's body swayed violently and almost fell off the horse!

  Zhì Duō Xīng Wú Yòng's expression suddenly froze, because he discovered that after Shǐ Wén Gǒng stabbed him, Fāng Tiān Huà Jǐ had fallen to the ground, and with it, Shǐ Wén Gǒng's stiff body and unwilling eyes also fell.

  Poison has made Shiwengong's entire body unable to move, and even his breathing has almost stopped. Even with Shiwengong's extraordinary divine power, he can only helplessly fall to the ground!

  This poison was developed by Ximen Qing and the divine doctor An Daquan, using aconitine extracted from Fuzi, mixed with other poisons, and applied to the arrowheads used by Xue'er.

  To be on the safe side, Ximen Qing applied what he estimated to be the maximum dose that a human body could tolerate.

  It was originally for the sake of emergency, used to defend oneself. Unexpectedly, Shi Wengong single-handedly charged into the formation, breaking through Wu Song and Yan Qing's defense line one after another, and only then did he use this poisonous arrow trick.

  "Bind him!" Ximen Qing gave the order, and Liu Renzhong, the scar-faced tiger, was the first to pounce on Shi Wengong, tying him up with five flowers.

  Zhu Tong and Ruan Xing, the two heavenly kings, were shocked beyond words. They had not expected that Ximen Qing still had this trump card up his sleeve - a small arrow that could capture Shi Wengong alive, who was as fierce as a mad tiger.

  Especially Wu Yong's face changed color, and in his heart he was even more shocked and unbelievable that Ximen Qing actually had such a method, which also made him secretly vigilant.

  "One must not be too obvious on the surface, but rather hide in secret and wait for Ximen Qing to let his guard down before striking a fatal blow!"

  "Leader, how did Shi Wengong stop breathing?" Liu Renzhong saw that Shi Wengong's body was stiff and couldn't help but try to feel his breath, and indeed almost couldn't sense it.

  Ximen Qing smiled and said, "This arrowhead poison is very potent, it can cause a person's whole body to become paralyzed, their breathing and heartbeat will be so weak that they are almost imperceptible, after half a day they will naturally slowly recover."

  Ximen Qing turned to Chao Gai and said: "Brother Tianwang, I didn't disappoint you, I captured Shi Wengong alive!"

  Tuo Tuo Tian Wang clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Good younger brother! You are indeed my good younger brother!"

  Wu Yong's eyes rolled around, and he also stepped forward to say: "Congratulations, King of Heaven! The meritorious service of the clever trick at Ximen is not small! Now that Shi Wengong has been captured, Zeng Tou City can no longer block our way!"

  "It's just a pity for this Night Jade Lion Horse."

  Zeng's soldiers saw Shiwengong rush into the Liangshan formation from a distance, and after a moment of panic, he was captured alive. Suddenly, they all lost their minds.

  "The teacher is dead!"

  "Even Shi Wengong is dead! What are we going to do?"

  Su Daji swung his giant blade, and the Liangshan formation began to move forward. The soldiers who followed Shi Wengong out shouted and retreated back to their camp like a tide.

  As the Liangshan soldiers approached step by step, the Zengtou Village soldiers in the camp also lost their minds. Except for the disabled Zeng Tu, who died cleanly, two teachers were killed, and those who were captured were captured. Even Zeng Quanfang was so angry that he vomited blood and died.

  Is it resistance or surrender?

  This multiple-choice question is actually not that difficult to answer. Several veteran squad leaders among the soldiers of Zengtouzhen discussed it for a couple of sentences and decided to surrender directly.

  "The Zeng family is almost extinct, why must you sacrifice yourself for them?"

  The decision to surrender was quickly passed with a unanimous vote.

  Looking at the rising white cloth, Chou Ge ordered the troops to stop advancing and let Bian Que's son, Sun Li, step forward and say: "If you have a sincere intention to surrender to me, kill Zeng Qi!"

  The soldiers waving white cloth shouted: "Zeng has just died of vomiting blood, and his head is here!"

  Saying which, he flung down the head of a man with blood still dripping from it. Chao Gai called on Shi Xiu and Dai Zong to come forward and take a look, and indeed it was the head of Zeng Yuan.

  Ximen Qing thought for a moment and suggested: "Brother Tianwang, I think Zeng should be recuperating from his injuries in the camp. Why not have the soldiers from Zeng's battalion bind him up and send him out?"

  At present, the Zeng family is almost wiped out. Ximen Qing wants to know about the intelligence station and Zeng Tuo is a good breakthrough.

  "Brother, you are absolutely right!" Tudigong nodded in agreement and then shouted at the soldiers waving white flags: "Bring Zeng here to see me, and you can surrender with peace of mind!"

  The soldier nodded and passed on the message.

  "Right, Zeng Tu is still resting in the camp!" One of the older squad leaders said: "He's probably still unaware of what happened here, why not scare him and tie him up to present to the Liangshan troops?"

  Another squad leader shook his head and said, "It's not good. Zeng Tu is injured on the left arm, but he has great strength and his martial arts skills are still there. Why don't we just make a ruthless move, stab him in the back with a few knives, cut off his head and present it to Liangshan?"

  Zeng had woken up at this moment and was sitting on the bed with a gloomy expression. At this time, he still did not know that Zeng Suoding had been beheaded, and even Shi Wenguang had been captured alive.

  Zeng Tu is the eldest of the five tigers of the Zeng family, and Shi Wenguang also likes him very much. He teaches with all his heart, so Zeng Tu learns the most from Shi Wenguang and has always been a model for his four younger brothers.

  Zeng Quan also mentioned several times that he wanted to let Zeng Tu go back to the Golden Country to gain some military merit, but for now, his own arm was considered useless, and relying on his right hand, the original steel gun was absolutely impossible to play.

  "Good-for-nothing! From now on, I'm a good-for-nothing!"

  Zeng Tu suddenly got up from the head of the bed, pacing back and forth in the tent, feeling extremely annoyed. He raised his hand and knocked over the teapot and cup on the table, shattering them into powder.

  "What's wrong, young master?" The one who came in from outside the account was not a close guard of Zeng Tu, but a small team leader under Shi Wenguang, with several soldiers behind him.

  Zeng Tu's heart was in a flurry, and he didn't notice the squad leader's slightly strange tone, nor did he pay attention to the sudden influx of soldiers. He simply asked casually, "What time is it now? How's the battle outside?"

  The little squad leader secretly winked, letting the soldiers slowly gather around and say: "Just fought a battle with Liangshan, both sides suffered losses, fortunately relying on the central stockade, Liangshan can't get in."

  Zeng Tu sighed and asked: "What's the situation with the Zuo You bandits?"

  "Liáng Shān only focused on attacking the central camp and did not affect the two camps on either side." The squad leader replied with his right hand on the hilt of his knife.

  "Huh?" Zeng Tuo thought for a moment and asked: "Why didn't the two forts of Zuoyi and Youyi send troops to attack the Liangshan army together? Where is Shi Xian?"

  The squad leader smiled and said: "Teacher Shi Wengong is busy ahead, can't spare time, specially let us come to see how the young master's injury is?"

  Zeng Tu smiled bitterly and said: "I once crippled an arm, from then on I was a useless person. Now that my injury has healed, what use is it?"

  "Master is still injured and cannot move around!" The squad leader nodded slightly: "You few, help Master to the bed to rest!"

  The soldiers responded in unison, and as soon as they came up, they wanted to support Zeng Tu. Zeng Tu struggled and said: "Lying on the bed is just suffocating, you let go, I want to go forward and find Teacher Shi to talk!"

  The soldiers wouldn't budge. The little squad leader walked behind Zeng and secretly pulled out a dagger, pointing with his left hand outside the tent and shouting: "Young master, don't be anxious, look, isn't that the teacher arriving?"

  Zeng Tu was also confused for a moment, believing it to be true. Following the direction of his finger, he saw that the little captain's knife had stabbed him in the back!

  "Who's there?" Zeng Tu didn't see Shi Wenguang, and suddenly felt something was off. Before he could react, a sharp knife had already stabbed deep into his back!

  A tiger's roar, Zeng Tu hastily turned around, his right hand grasping backwards, that small team leader had already coldly smiled and pulled out a sharp knife, shouting: "You few, pin him down for me!"

  The soldiers responded in unison, seven or eight hands came up together, and pressed down on Zeng Tu tightly. Zeng Tu struggled repeatedly, but his arm had just been injured, and with only 30% of his strength, how could he break free?

  The little captain saw that he had pressed down Zeng Tu, his hands did not stop, and he stabbed seven or eight knives in a row. He said, "Let you know, outside Liangshan has already captured Shi Wenguang, even Zeng Quan is dead with blood on his body. Your one head can save the lives of us!"

  "You'd better just accept your fate!"

  He spat out blood from his mouth and gave a miserable laugh: "You don't have to stab that many times, just take the knife and cut off my head. If you blink even once, then you're not a good man!"

  The squad leader was afraid that Zeng Tu would intentionally use good words to make people relax, and he didn't respond. The sharp knife in his hand was randomly stabbed behind Zeng Tu's back.

  After stabbing him twenty or thirty times, a soldier shouted: "The young master is dead, stop stabbing!"

  The little team leader went around to the front and took a look, seeing that Zeng Tu had stopped breathing, but his eyes were wide open, and he was afraid in his heart. He stabbed several more knives in the chest before ordering the soldiers to cut off his head.

  Seeing another head being thrown down, Ximen Qing felt something was wrong in his heart. Dai Zong went forward to take a look and it turned out to be the head of Zeng Tuo. He came back and told Zhu Gaozi about it.

  "What a pity!" Ximen Qing was greatly disappointed in his heart, but he had no choice but to wait for Yan Qing to copy out the records of Da Yuan and Shang.

  "Creaking" seemed like a miserable cry, and the last gate of Zengtou City finally slowly opened.

  Tuo Tuo Tian Wang shouted "Enter the camp!" as he slapped the horse carriage cover.