I summoned all the famous generals of history in another world.

Chapter 724 Song Jiang, Humble to the Dust

If you could only read one historical novel in your life, it would probably be "I Summon Famous Generals from All History in Another World".

"Brother Gongming, you flatter me. I, Zhu Wen, am just a commoner. How could I have any heroic spirit?"

"However, since Brother Song thinks so highly of me, I, Zhu Wen, will certainly not let you down."

"From this day forward, the Liangshan brothers under Brother Gongming's command will serve under my orders!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Wen laughed heartily and raised his cup to clink with Song Jiang's.

He cherished his Yellow Turban Army, and now that a fool had offered himself up as cannon fodder, how could he possibly turn his back on him?

"General Zhu, you have shown us great kindness! We, the Liangshan brothers, have been displaced and subjected to cold treatment ever since our defeat at the hands of the Duke of Zhenguo."

"To be taken in by the General today is like being given a second chance. I, Song Jiang, hereby swear that I will do my utmost to help the General achieve his great cause!"

Upon hearing this, Song Jiang's eyes reddened slightly, seemingly moved by the heroism.

He could put on an act without batting an eye, and tears would come to his eyes at any moment. Even Liu Bei would have to give him a thumbs up.

As he spoke, Song Jiang stood up, bowed deeply to Zhu Wen, and his attitude was extremely sincere.

Upon seeing this, Wu Yong, Hua Rong, Liu Tang, and other Liangshan leaders also stood up and bowed to show their loyalty.

"Brother Gongming, we both know that we are weak and alone, and it is difficult for us to gain a foothold in this chaotic world. Only by uniting as one can we devise a grand plan together."

"Now that the Yellow Turban Army of Wuzhou has joined forces with the Liangshan brothers, their strength (the number of cannon fodder has increased dramatically) has greatly increased, and we have a better chance of winning against that Duke Zhenguo, Su Ye."

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaobai smiled slightly and interjected at the opportune moment.

He also harbored the idea of ​​using Song Jiang and the Liangshan faction as cannon fodder.

However, unlike Zhu Wen, Zhu Wen and his Yellow Turban army, including the nearly 100,000 Yellow Turban soldiers under Niu Mo in Taiyuan Prefecture, were also considered cannon fodder by him!

"Mr. Jiang is absolutely right. Although I, Song Jiang, am a rough man, I understand the principle of 'if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold'."

"From this day forward, we, the Liangshan heroes and the Yellow Turban Army of Wuzhou, are comrades-in-arms in the same boat, sharing weal and woe, and creating a better future together!"

Song Jiang nodded repeatedly, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

The clinking of glasses heralded the birth of a new alliance.

However, behind the laughter and joy, each person harbors their own schemes and ambitions.

Song Jiang, the former leader of Liangshan, has now officially become a pawn in someone else's hands.

But in any case, he had already embarked on this path of no return, and could only go down this road to the end, with no way to turn back.

The banquet lasted until late at night.

Slightly drunk, Song Jiang returned to the temporary camp with his Liangshan brothers.

After the banquet, Zhu Wen and Zhu Jiuyin continued to discuss their next steps in a secret room.

Although the addition of Song Jiang and others strengthened their forces, the real challenges lay ahead.

The Duke of Zhenguo, Su Ye, a name that struck fear into the hearts of the entire Yellow Turban Army, was their ultimate target.

"Brother Jiuyin, do you think Song Jiang is truly as loyal as he appears?"

Zhu Wen toyed with the wine cup in his hand, his eyes flickering, and his tone was somewhat amused.

"Brother Zhu, loyalty? In this chaotic world, how many people can truly remain unwaveringly loyal?"

"Song Jiang, though he has some ability, is ultimately a down-on-his-luck man. The reason he joined us was simply to seek a way to survive."

Zhu Jiuyin chuckled softly, leaning forward slightly, as if enjoying this discussion about the human heart.

"Hmph, a way out? He thinks he can rest easy just by clinging to us?"

"A bunch of spineless dogs dare to challenge us? He and his band of Liangshan outlaws are only fit to be pawns in our hands, cheap cannon fodder used to wear down the Hengzhou army!"

Zhu Wen snorted coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Even chess pieces have their uses. Although Song Jiang is cunning, if we manage him properly, he can play an unexpected role."

"After all, the Liangshan bandits under his command are all seasoned warriors, not the best but not the worst either. This force is enough to cause considerable trouble for those grassroots Hengzhou."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jiuyin's lips curled into a strange smile. He slowly stood up, walked to the window, and gazed at the dark night sky outside, speaking in a long, drawn-out tone.

"Of course, that's about all they're good for!"

"However, we cannot let our guard down. Song Jiang is, after all, an ambitious man. Once he feels that his power is secure..." "They might turn around and bite us back."

Zhu Wen nodded, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

"So what we need to do is both use him and guard against him."

"For now, we need to give him enough incentives to make him feel that following us is his only way out."

Zhu Jiuyin turned around, his expression somewhat inscrutable.

The two men exchanged a smile, as if they could already see Song Jiang and his Liangshan brothers rushing towards their destined fate like moths to a flame in the magnificent battle to come.

Neither Zhu Wen nor Zhu Jiuyin ever considered Song Jiang and his Liangshan faction as their own people, and they always intended to use Song Jiang and the Liangshan faction as cannon fodder.

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On the other side, the moonlight, like water, gently spilled onto the winding lakes, shimmering and sparkling, as if draping this newly discovered habitat in a silver veil.

After days of travel, Song Jiang, Wu Yong, and others finally arrived at the resting place that Zhu Wen and Jiang Xiaobai had prepared for the Liangshan faction, guided by Zhu Wen and Jiang Xiaobai.

A group of lakes and marshes, with many reeds in the water.

As night fell, the heroes of Liangshan sat around the campfire, their faces radiating a rare peace and hope.

"Oh my, this place is truly a gift from heaven!"

"Thinking back to my Liangshan brothers, how heroic we were, drinking and laughing together in the Hall of Righteousness!"

"Though we have experienced many twists and turns, fate is inescapable, and it is truly fortunate that we can reunite here!"

Standing on the lakeside, gazing at the vast expanse of water before him, Song Jiang was filled with emotion. He turned to his Liangshan brothers behind him and spoke.

"I never thought that I, Song Jiang, would have such a day."

Then Song Jiang sighed softly, his gaze gently sweeping across the surrounding lake, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

"Although this place is not our old site before the uprising, it still bears some resemblance to Liangshan Marsh. From now on, this will be our new starting point, our new Liangshan!"

He walked slowly to the lakeside, gazing at the reeds swaying in the wind, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

"Brother is absolutely right. This place has a vast body of water and is covered with reeds, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is indeed an excellent place to take refuge."

"Moreover, the waterways are well-connected, allowing for easy movement in and out, truly a match made in heaven."

Wu Yong gently waved his feather fan, his gaze distant, and continued speaking.

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