"I just saw that there are too many people in this world who are blinded by you."
"And then I really believe that you are the embodiment of loyalty, justice and kindness, but you are just an ordinary person who feels resentment in your heart."
"The reason why I just said that is just to tear off your hypocritical mask in front of your brothers."
"It's just so that they can clearly see how hypocritical, insidious, and cunning a person you really are."
"Lest any more heroes in this world be deceived and deceived by you."
Although this time, most of the leaders who accompanied Song Jiang on the expedition were his best friends.
But among them, there are also some speculators who are accustomed to following the crowd.
For example: Zhou Tong, the little bully, Li Zhong, the tiger-fighting general, Shi En, the golden-eyed Biao, and others.
And these people, after listening to the words that the skinny man used to mock Song Jiang.
There are inevitably more ideas in my mind.
The reason why these people went to Liangshan before.
One is the extremely loud name and excellent reputation that Song Jiang has in the world.
The second is that I really couldn't survive in my original place, so I decided to go to Qingfeng Mountain out of desperation.
And when these people combined the words of the thin man to carefully consider their elder brother Song Jiang, they vaguely realized that their incarnation of loyalty, bravery and benevolence, Brother Song, did not seem to have the reputation spread in the world.
In such a way that he stands upright and upholds the heaven and earth, and his righteousness is as thin as the sky.
On the contrary, they also had a vague smell of a treacherous villain.
Wu Yong first looked around at the situation, and then thought to himself for a while.
"Brother, judging from the situation in front of us, it is estimated that this matter cannot be resolved."
"In this case, let's lead our troops to break out as soon as possible."
"If we delay for too long, once the news of the destruction of Zhujiazhuang, Hujiazhuang and Lijiazhuang will spread to the neighboring state capitals."
"It's hard to guarantee that if we are close to the state capital, we won't send troops to chase us along our tracks."
"If that happens, our situation will be passive."
Song Jiang frowned and nodded.
Then he slowly pulled out his sword from his waist.
With a wave of his sword, he pointed it directly at the several masked men blocking their way.
"Since you insist on seeking death, Song Jiang will help you!"
"Brothers, don't be afraid of the crossbows in the hands of these people!"
"Every time they shoot an arrow, they have to stop and reload a new arrow."
"But we can take advantage of this opportunity to eliminate these people in one fell swoop."
"Don't forget that our numbers are several times that of the enemy."
"So we must win this battle!"
"Brothers, come and kill with me!"
As Song Jiang rose from the ground with a roar, the leaders of Qingfeng Mountain led their minions and rushed towards the commanding heights on both sides.
The masked men who had already been ambushing on the mountain col and holding short crossbows, after correcting the short crossbows in their hands, pulled the triggers one after another towards the group of howling minions.
In an instant, the space between the masked men and the minions was filled with countless arrows.
Although the short crossbows held by these masked men looked very delicate, they were quite powerful in operation.
Every time these masked men pull the trigger, they will shoot three crossbow arrows from the short crossbow.
And each short crossbow is equipped with a crossbow clip as long as a forearm, which is used to supply a steady stream of crossbow arrows to this short crossbow.
Each crossbow clip can hold thirty crossbow arrows.
At this time, the short crossbows held by a thousand masked men were like a thousand low-end handheld submachine guns.
Although the firepower is still nothing compared to cloud and mud.
But for those minions who only held swords in their hands, they were still a crushing force.
Although this kind of short crossbow can realize the crossbow clip to supply arrows and three consecutive bursts of fire.
But in terms of attack distance, it seems a bit stretched.
Its effective killing distance can only reach more than 20 meters.
Moreover, this is when the opponent is not wearing heavy armor.
If the distance is slightly further, then this kind of short crossbow cannot guarantee the accuracy of the hit, nor can it guarantee its penetration.
But even so, under the current circumstances, it still showed quite terrifying killing power.
After all, the soldiers and horses in Qingfeng Mountain were only equipped with leather armor if they were at the leader level.
Ordinary minions only wear coarse linen clothes.
At the end of each round of firing by these masked men, a large number of minions would fall down more than ten meters away from them.
Even those leaders with strong martial arts skills, such as Black Whirlwind Li Kui, Xiao Li Guanghua Rong, Golden-haired Tiger Yanshun, White-faced Prince Zheng Tianshou, etc.
They were also attacked by arrows one after another, and their bodies were more or less stained.
After all, these crossbow arrows not only fly extremely fast, but they also fire in extremely dense bursts of three.
No matter how skilled the leaders were in martial arts, there was absolutely no way they could escape from such a dense volley.
No matter how fast you swing the weapon in your hand, you will still hit one or two arrows in the blink of an eye.
In Song Jiang's and Wu Yong's expectations, even in the initial stage of this battle, they would be temporarily suppressed.
Then, once their leaders and minions rush in front of those masked men, they will immediately form a counterattack situation.
After all, in their impression, that kind of short crossbow could only hold a few arrows under normal circumstances.
Moreover, a lot of preparation work is done before each round of arrow shooting.
But what the two of them never expected was that the short crossbows in the hands of these masked men could shoot so continuously.
In fact, even the many preparations before shooting have been omitted.
Some just need to install the crossbow clip and pull the trigger.
In front of this kind of weapon, the minions rushed forward row after row, almost as if they were standing straight to die. There was no difference.
When Song Jiang and Wu Yong came to their senses, more than a dozen leaders were seriously or lightly stained.
Even the ordinary minions had hundreds of casualties now.
If we don't change our tactics quickly.
It is self-evident what will happen to these thousands of them.
Think about this.
Wu Yong quickly transferred over the two hundred archers he cherished.
Wu Yong originally planned to use these archers when encountering a major crisis.