Wang Ningan always felt that the Song people were generally six or seven meters tall, and their nutrition was good, so they should not be vulnerable, but he was wrong, very wrong, the other party only had five Liao warriors, and in the face of more than a hundred Cangzhou Mansion servants, it was like entering a no-man's land. The weapon in the www.biquge.info hand of the pen fun pavilion kept waving, and a puff of blood splattered.

Dong Ping was a big and strong man, he collided with a Liao warrior, the other party did not move, he took five or six steps back in a row, and his chest was so stuffy that it was about to explode.

The other party rushed forward again and knocked Dong Ping down with one punch, and blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

In addition to the four of Wang Dynasty, Ma Han, Zhang Long, and Zhao Hu, Dong Ping is the most capable of fighting, even he can't pass a face, the fierceness of the warriors of the Liao State is staggering!

More than a hundred officers could only surround and keep retreating.

Many people's legs are weak, and they want to run away, but they don't dare to take a step after all. Just behind him, Bao Zheng stood with his hands in his hands, Wei Ran stood proudly, as if he didn't see everything in front of him.

Bao Zheng's composure gave his subordinates courage, they held on to the death, Wang Ningan stood next to Bao Zheng, he noticed that Bao Zheng's fist was clenched, and a drop of dark red liquid flowed down his palm!

Shame on you!

What a shame!

The Great Song Dynasty infantry who once swept the world has disappeared, replaced by the waste cowering in the city wall, not to mention compared with the male soldiers of the Great Liao, even the small state of Xixia does not look at the Great Song Dynasty.

More than 100 people, who couldn't beat only five warriors of the Liao Kingdom, Bao Zheng felt that his face was shot left and right, and he slapped hundreds of times, which was as uncomfortable as a chrysanthemum.

Could it be that the Song people are born cowards, born sheep, and deserve to be killed and eaten for meat?

Bao Zheng kept shouting in his heart, he didn't know that the leader of the Liao warriors had noticed him, and this official was the source of the courage of all the errands.

The stout and agile guy rushed in the opposite direction, killing more than ten steps, and the servants rushed up.

He turned around sharply, the knife in his hand rolled up, and smashed it down so hard that the skull of one of the officers deflated, bleeding and falling softly, and the other was hit by a big punch like a vinegar bowl, and his body flew upside down. As soon as he landed, a big foot stepped on his belly, using him as a springboard, and the huge bear stretched out its claws!

The goal is Bao Zheng!

"Die!"

From the eyes of the Liao people, a murderous light appeared, he was like a lion, biting the poor prey, but it only made him hesitate, this prey was obviously dead in front of his eyes, but he did not see a trace of fear.

It's really a strange thing, he doesn't have time to think about it, he just wants to twist Bao Zheng's head.

His big claws were less than three inches away from Bao Zheng's neck, Bao Zheng could feel the hot breath exhaled by the other party, he could smell the disgusting bad breath, he only had anger in his heart, why would the descendants of Yan Huang, the emperor's nobles, and the most beloved group of people in heaven be killed by barbarians at will?

At the moment when Bao Zheng was killed, suddenly the body of the "wild bear" twisted strangely, avoiding the fatal weakness, and a fist hit him in the stomach, this guy fell out of a roll, and the next second he quickly got up and looked at it angrily.

The blow just now, for him, was nothing, it was more humiliation, he didn't think that the lowly Song people could hit him, just now it was just an accident, he gritted his teeth and pounced again.

The fist hung with the sound of the wind, and hit Wang Liangjing's chest, a simple punch, extremely rough, full of energy, Wang Liangjing's face was solemn, and he blocked it with his arm, and the arms of the two people touched together, Wang Liangjing felt that he had smashed on a piece of wood, and his arm was numb in an instant.

He didn't hesitate, he swept the hall and kicked out, the other party knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he had to turn around and block Wang Liangjing's kick with his fat buttocks, which hurt a little, but it didn't affect his combat effectiveness, he screamed more fiercely and killed more fiercely.

……

Dad suddenly arrived, saved Bao Zheng, and killed with the Da Liao warriors.

Wang Ningan only knew that his father had practiced martial arts for more than ten years, and he didn't know what kind of kung fu he was. He was really worried, the Liao people were too fierce, and the four over there hadn't been solved yet, once they all rushed up, wouldn't Daddy be in danger!

"Stupid, use a fishing net!"

Wang Ning'an scolded at the top of his throat, and the errands who had been reminded finally realized that the Cui family had ready-made fishing nets, and ten people grabbed the fishing nets, like a wall, and rushed towards a Liao warrior, he used his knife to chop hard, and the tough fishing net was split by him A few ropes, but it had no effect, he was covered, and the servants grabbed the two ends of the fishing net, crossed quickly, and tied the Liao warriors into zongzi.

"Kill!"

Wang Ningan shouted loudly, and suddenly the sword slashed seven times, and the warrior of the Liao Kingdom was pierced into a hedgehog, and bright red blood plasma came out of his body, splashing all over the ground, and he roared in despair.

Another Liao warrior wanted to save his companion, but he was slashed in the shoulder, and the wound was more than half a foot long, the bones were broken, and one arm was completely destroyed.

Zhao Hu wiped his mouth and shouted, "Get on the fishing net!" ”

A net rushed to his face, the Liao warrior tore it with one arm, biting it with his teeth, he went crazy and wanted to break free, Zhang Long's spear pierced his throat, this guy stared at the bull's eye and died.

Wang Chao and Ma Han, carrying their own swords, fought against the warriors of the Liao State.

"Use a bamboo pole!"

Wang Ning'an saw the opportunity again, more than 20 bamboo poles three zhang long, towards a samurai, he used the knife in his hand to cut several desperately, Wang Dynasty saw the opportunity, pounced, the knife stabbed into the opponent's chest, the other party let out a beast-like howl, both hands clasped the back of the knife, doing a dying struggle.

"Stab again!"

Several of the officers who had been cut off from the bamboo poles jerked forward, and the stubble cut by the Liao warriors was like a sharp spear tip, piercing his body and shattering his internal organs and intestines.

"Die!"

Wang Chao slammed upward, and the other party was disemboweled, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Having dealt with an opponent, the dynasty straightened up and gasped for breath. Just as he was about to deal with the other, at this time, Ma Han came out of nowhere, and suddenly shook his hand, and a black thing smashed on the face of the Liao warrior, and countless white things suddenly flew out.

Quicklime!

The warrior of the Liao Kingdom subconsciously closed his eyes, and three more arrows came and penetrated his soft underbelly, and the warrior let out a miserable foot. Mahan picked up the stick in his hand, only to hear the click, and his legs were broken, revealing white bones. The body of the Liao warrior fell down, and the big stick slammed into the back of his head, as if a watermelon had been smashed, making an unpleasant popping sound.

All four Liao warriors were killed, leaving only the last one...... Wang Liangjing swore that he had killed wolves, fought tigers, and even wrestled with blind bears, of course, he never understated this kind of thing and would not tell his wife any details.

How heroic the ancestor Wang Gui was, he died in battle, and if he wanted to restore the glory of the royal family, he had to be stronger than his ancestors!

Wang Liangjing is not a smart person, but he is a person who admits death, and kung fu is accumulated little by little. He once felt that he was strong enough, but he didn't expect that a warrior of the Liao Kingdom could force him to such a miserable situation.

He was punched no less than a dozen times on his body, and one of his arms seemed to be broken.

The guy on the other side was not easy, even far more miserable than Wang Liangjing, the bridge of his nose was broken by Wang Liangjing, his face was covered with blood, his body was full of footprints, and his weakness ached for a while. Of course, these small injuries will only make him more ferocious, and will not weaken his combat effectiveness in the slightest.

It's just that his companion is dead, and he really doesn't want to die, and suddenly he notices a young man, who is only ten steps away from him, and there are not many servants behind him.

The warrior of the Liao State suddenly made a gesture and threw himself at Bao Zheng, and quickly pulled out the dagger in his arms, wanting to kill Wang Ning'an.

"What a fool, I repeat my old tricks, and I want to let Lao Tzu be fooled!"

Wang Liangjing was not shaken by his feints at all, but punched out, just hit the eyes, the most vulnerable place was attacked, subconsciously closed his eyes, Wang Liangjing used the force of rebound, elbow slammed.

Bang, click!

The brow bone broke, and the broken bone went straight into the eye.

"Ahh

The warriors of the Liao Kingdom let out a terrible roar.

"Dad, good fight!"

Wang Ningan couldn't help but applaud, Wang Liangjing's knees were raised, and he hit his ribs hard, and the sound of broken bones made the Liao warrior fall backwards and fall heavily to the ground.

Wang Liangjing hurriedly stepped forward to launch a fatal blow, but at this moment, the warrior of the Liao State suddenly showed a strange smile, and the dagger in his hand was thrown violently, and Wang Ningan fell to the ground in response.

He was going to die, he heard Wang Ning'an's applause, he wanted to let the Song people who defeated him taste the pain of losing their son!

Sure enough, Wang Liangjing seemed to be crazy, and hurriedly turned around to pick up his son, and the angry Dynasty Mahan rushed up, broke the samurai's sternum, trampled the means, and kicked out the teeth.

The warrior of the Liao Kingdom was like a rag stained with blood, but his only remaining eyes still shone with a strange light, and he wanted to watch Wang Ning die!

But Wang Ningan suddenly staggered to his feet, pulled out the dagger from his chest, and on the tip of the dagger, there was a piece of swarthy agarwood.

Wang Ningan shook proudly at the Great Liao warrior, this guy gurgled in his throat, and his only remaining eyes bulged out of his socket, pawn!