"Lord Liu was killed by Li Muyun!"
"The governor was beaten to death with a stick by Li Muyun!"
At this moment, you are already surrounded by Liu Bei's Whiteeye soldiers, numbering around two thousand. They had been hiding among the ordinary soldiers, moving with you and gradually encircling, until finally surrounding you completely.
Within a ten-meter radius around you, there are no living people; all the Whiteeye soldiers who approached were crushed into mincemeat by you, dying a gruesome death! Even though the pillar in your hand is massive and weighs over a thousand pounds, you swung it effortlessly, faster than an ordinary man could swing a knife. In the beginning, dozens of Whiteeye soldiers died at your hands.
"Li Muyun, I never expected you to end up like this today!" At this moment, Liu Bei's voice came from more than a hundred meters outside the city.
