Chapter 190 is deeply trapped

If an ordinary person sees a character like Li Muran, the first thing that comes to mind is how to surrender, but he directly eliminates it, it is really Murong Xiong who is full of emotion, and he doesn't know if the decision made by his family is right or wrong!

"Someone, report it now, if anyone can kill Li Jiu and get his head, I will make him a thousand-commander, a beautiful woman, and a hundred cattle and sheep!"

In ancient times, the battle was like this, the morale on the battlefield was low, and Xu Yili would definitely be able to make the momentum of the three armies like a rainbow!

"The third prince said, if anyone can cut off the head of this Han man, he will be crowned a thousand commanders, ten beautiful women, and a hundred cattle and sheep!"

With the shouting of the soldiers, the eyes of those Liao soldiers lit up one by one, and their expressions changed when they saw Li Muran, as if they saw beautiful women, revealing wolf light one by one!

And at this time, after Li Muran pierced the chest of a Liao soldier with a shot, the whole person was panting, although he had strong internal strength, but no less than a hundred corpses had been dropped on the ground, and at this time he was already standing on top of the corpses, and these corpses had been piled up half a person high!

At first, the spear in his hand was as fast as lightning, and one shot was not smooth, but as time went by, the head of the spear became dull, and the speed in his hand became slower, but the soldiers in front of him did not decrease in the slightest, after all, a hundred and ten people is only one-fiftieth for a number of five thousand!

And the only thing he did was to move a few meters in the direction where Liu Yan was!

Maybe Xiao Qi deliberately let Liu Yan stand in place, after all, there were a lot of Liao soldiers standing next to Liu Yan, but none of them took Liu Yan away, obviously wanting to use Liu Yan as a bait to let Li Muran keep going deeper!

A good tiger can't stand the wolves, at this time, Li Muran only felt that his hands were trembling a little, after all, he was not a person who practiced martial arts, and he couldn't use his internal force endlessly!

Zhang Nanshan's marksmanship is exquisite, and Li Muran has also comprehended a lot, but Zhang Nanshan's marksmanship is extremely strong and yang, and he can't use it with all his strength, so Li Muran is really in a state of exhaustion now!

Maybe if Xiao Zhan is coming this time, he won't even have a chance to dodge!

Just when he wanted to take this opportunity to take a breather, suddenly the Liao people behind him rushed up, seeing this, Li Muran didn't have time to think about the spear and swept it, and directly put down more than a dozen people, but there were wolves in front and tigers in front of him, and the people behind him were solved, but the people in front of him didn't have time to take care of it, the scimitar left a blood mark on his back, he grinned in pain, and hurriedly grabbed the spear and stabbed it back, and a shot pierced through the bodies of the three people!

Without his spear, he picked up two scimitars on the ground! With a wave of his hand, several more people fell on top of the corpse!

If there is no spear, there is less weapon to open the distance, after all, an inch is an inch long and an inch is dangerous!

The scimitar in his hand was really short, and the spear head stabbed in all directions, and he had to dodge in embarrassment. Split the gun head!

It's just that the head of the gun is still on the handle, and the sturdy wooden stick smashed on his head, and he only felt that his mind was confused, and then a scimitar left marks on his arm!

"Ahh Li Muran yelled again, let himself try to keep this sobriety, you must know that at this time, as long as he wanders a little, he will definitely die, looking at Liu Yan who is not far away with his eyes closed, and then looking at the enemies around him, he is not advancing, his sword eyebrows are raised, and an idea comes to his mind!

It seemed that he was going to give it a try anyway, and he picked up the scimitar on the ground, and the expression on his face became cold again!

Seeing this, none of those Liao people were afraid because they stepped on the corpses of their companions, after all, in their seriousness, the promise made by the three princes just now is important, although Li Muran's strength made them feel terrified, but wealth and wealth are in danger, they still understand this truth!

The long knife in Li Muran's hand waved, and one by one the Liao soldiers fell at his feet, but the scars on his body were also increasing one by one, and the expression on his face slowly became pale, after all, the loss of blood was the most dangerous thing for him now!

Ten, twenty, thirty, forty... Hundred... Two hundred!

Li Muran didn't know how many people he had killed, maybe in the postmodern era, it would not be an exaggeration to execute the death penalty immediately, but at this time in ancient times, on the battlefield, on the frontier of the country!

He only felt that his feet were getting higher and higher, even higher than the spear, higher than him!

And the soldiers of the Liao people can no longer be completely surrounded, they can only charge in three or four together, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, although the ninth brother is now facing exhaustion, but he can still defeat these Liao people!

Soon, soon!

Seeing that his feet were getting higher and higher, Li Muran's heart slowly became excited, at this time he had no other thoughts, only thinking of Liu Yan's side, with his own woman leaving, maybe it was caused by numbness, all in all, he only had this one thought in his heart!

He kept piling up the corpse mountain just to be able to jump down from the corpse mountain, after all, in his opinion, the difference between him and Liu Yan was the distance of this jump!

Xiao Qi, who was not far away, looked at Li Muran, who was already higher than his riding height, with an extremely ugly look on his face, a small Han Dynasty civil official actually killed four or five hundred Liao elites, this was simply like in a dream, Murong Xiong on the side was also surprised, maybe his thoughts at this time were similar to Xiao Qi!

"Fetch my bow!" Xiao Qi said to the Liao pawn beside him!

When the soldier heard this, he hurriedly handed over a large bow made of animal skin, this bow was made of tiger bones, not only did it look big, but its power was the best of its kind.

Murong Xiong looked at Xiao Qi with his bow and arrows, he didn't know what Xiao Qi was going to do, and shook his head helplessly, it would be great if this Han man could return to Da Liao, but after he glanced at Xiao Qi, he felt that he was too whimsical, this is impossible, isn't it!

There was a hint of ruthlessness in Murong Xiong's eyes, maybe for him, Li Jiu's excellence made him jealous, Xiao Qi just wanted to kill the person in front of him, maybe he could make his heart feel much more comfortable!

The movements in Li Jiu's hand became slower and slower, and the scimitar in front of him came again, he hurriedly set up the scimitar in his hand, felt the edge behind him, and hurriedly reached out to hold the head of the spear, and Yin Hong's blood dripped down the head of the spear on the corpse on the ground!

And the one with a knife and one with a gun The two Liao soldiers looked at Li Muran who was already a little exhausted, thinking of Xiao Qi's reward just now, and they were all very excited in their hearts, as long as the spear was a little ahead, then Li Muran could get the first prize!

The Liao man with the knife also thought so in his heart at this time!

Brother Jiu felt the spear head slowly advancing in his hand, his heart was cold, and the scimitar in his hand on the other side was a little unstoppable!

At this moment, a long arrow whistled towards him!

On the side of his face, he only saw a flash of silver light, and then he felt a pain in his chest, and the strength of his hand instantly loosened, and the spear pierced his abdomen directly!

And the scimitar on the other side slashed directly at his shoulder, and the flesh and blood of the bones made his painful face hideous!