Li Xiang’s body blood merged into a small river, including Xiao Liuzi’s and his own. In fact, his injury was heavier than Xiao Liuzi’s, and he only survived with a belief. Now he can’t stand up for Lien Chan.
Li Xiang glanced at the last five soldiers around him, and their eyes showed the same meaning of death. "Long gunner, stand in line!" Li Xiang said with difficulty. "Yes!" Three people wobbly stood up on a pike. "Knife shield…