Water Margin: I Not Only Fight Tigers, I Also Fight Mountains and Rivers

In the first half of his life, he was a hero who fought against tigers in Jingyanggang, and was a strong-willed leader. He avenged his brother, and fled to the end of the world after his blood spattered the Yuanyang Tower. In the second half of his life, he worked for heaven and commanded the Erlong Mountain. Later, he defected to Liangshan, but fell under the banner of Zhao'an and ended up with one arm and a broken body. In the Liuhe Temple, the remaining lanterns were swaying, and the green lanterns of the forty-year-old Buddha could not dispel Wu Song's resentment. Fierceness cannot protect one's brothers and sisters; loyalty cannot withstand intrigues! At the moment when he was about to sit down and pass away, Wu Song closed his eyes, and the thoughts of his life were hard to calm down, just like the fire burning his heart. The tragic death of his brother, the blood in Yuanyanglou, the pain of a broken arm, and the Zhao'an flag in Liangshanbo all turned into an unwilling roar. Wu Song roared silently: "It's hard to calm down! This move will kill all the brothers!" "If I can live my life over again, I will protect my brother, stop his recruitment, and keep my brother safe!" When I opened my eyes again, the scorching sun burned my skin, and the wine flag was fluttering. The five big words "Three bowls are not enough" pierce the eyes. He actually returned to the front of Jingyang Gang, with strong blood in his fists and feet, and his body was intact as before. Everything that happened before was like a mirror, a big dream, but an unforgettable one. Start all over again, tiger, keep fighting! Vengeance must be avenged! Liangshan, why can't you fly my banner of Wu Song! And why can't I, Wu Song, sit on the throne of Zhao Song?