In the Murong Ministry, many people knew about this road, but they were all told that it was the road leading to the Tiger Forest, and there were many wandering spirits on the road to intercept it, and they didn't believe that Changshengtian's death was there.

So, a good road, no one walked. Gu Mu Sensen, it looks a little infiltrating.

There are many evergreen trees, tall and straight, and there is not even snow on the ground, only dead branches and leaves that have been deposited since ancient times.

I don't understand how the people of the Murong family carved out such a road in the deep mountains and old forests. Due to the large trees squeezing the living space, there is basically no shrubs and grasses growing underneath.

The occasional click of a dead branch breaking can make people's hearts tighten.

"Chief, what is this?" After walking a few steps, Hedu suddenly saw something like a city gate, erected between two unusually thick and tall trees.

There was a huge stone beam on it, as if it would fall down at any moment.

"Broken Dragon Stone!" The Han teacher once talked about it, but Gu Song had never seen it with his own eyes, and he was a little uncertain.

It is said that in the mausoleum of the Han emperor or in some dock forts, there are such devices, as long as the big stone is lowered, the people inside cannot get out, and the people outside cannot enter.

Murong Mountain City, in fact, is built in a valley, strictly speaking, it is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the entrance is the entrance of the castle.

When the ancestors of their tribe arrived in this category, they made great efforts to build an escape path for their descendants, and they must have wanted to keep the invading enemy behind.

Once the broken dragon stone is put down, it is a matter of life and death, and it is a moment to drag on the road to escape for everyone.

"The mechanism that was put down should be inside," Gu Song's heart beat hard, and he urged repeatedly: "Hurry up." ”

The stone gate is very narrow, and only one person can pass through, and the slightly fatter ones can only turn sideways. I can't help but say. The Murong family is also well-intentioned, and the road to come is very narrow, only walking.

Got it! Gu Song jumped inside in a few steps, and saw a protruding part on the stone door, his heart beat even harder, and pressed it hard, only to hear the sound of pricking, the broken dragon stone fell violently, and the surroundings suddenly darkened.

Although the sky was covered inside, the bone pine breathed a sigh of relief. Let go of the hanging heart.

"Chief, won't the people from the Murong Department come out?" After Hedu finished speaking, he wanted to pump his mouth.

Since the two of them fled from Shengtian, what do you care about others? Even the chief's personal entourage was inside.

Thinking of this, he felt a pang in his heart, if he continued to be so stupid, would he be abandoned? Hurry up and silently lead the way in front.

In front of the castle gate, the door that was pushed open from the inside revealed a black hole, and Zhao Yun still had time to observe. Is there a mechanism above the city gate, such as the Broken Dragon Stone, etc., fortunately, there is nothing.

It is estimated that the Murong tribe is also arrogant, and there is really no tribe on the grassland that can compete with them in high-end force.

It's not that they boast. is as powerful as the Xianbei King Tan Shi Huai, and he may recruit a few people from the Central Plains who have practiced channeling, but it is impossible for him to be so powerful as his own family.

"Dog thief, take your life!" Zhang Fei's heart was dripping blood. Seeing that Uncle Jiji's chest was full of arrows, his eyes widened with anger.

Not to mention his people, even the horses under him were shot into hedgehogs. Kind old man. Before he died, he struggled to protect the horse's head with his weak body, which can be seen from the posture in which he opened slightly and wanted to close.

It was this old man, who had just arrived in Genchibe, and many girls stayed around his room all day against the cold wind, and he volunteered to come as a matchmaker to know the actual situation.

is still this old man, after understanding Zhang Fei's marriage, he laughed and scolded to drive the besieged girls away, and had to shake his head and smile bitterly at some girls who persuaded him not to leave.

It was this old man who told a lot of customs on the grassland, and when Zhao Jiajun controlled several Xianbei tribes, he was unknown but undertook the most tedious work.

At this moment, Zhang Yide was almost stunned, and ran to the front first, carrying a large cluster of arrows, which looked very funny.

But no one observed his appearance, and when he arrived at the city gate, a short Xianbei man who was about to shoot an arrow was thrown out by Zhang Fei from his chest and directly killed him.

"Come on," Zhang Fei was very smart, kept pulling out the arrow clusters, throwing them out one after another, and yelled at the same time: "Xianbei dog, who will secretly hurt people, you come to kill grandpa!" ”

Zhao Yun's eyes lit up, and he simply stuck the gun on the ground behind him, and his hands were like cannons, and he threw the arrow feathers back to those Xianbei soldiers who shot arrows.

Seeing that the two leaders were so fierce, the subordinates behind were not to be outdone.

Although their martial arts skills are good, they are not as good as the two, and the arrows thrown out with their wrists can't kill people.

However, everyone has a bow behind them, and anyway, the Xianbei people are densely packed, so there is no need to aim at all.

Arrows were shot one after another, and screams came out from the Murong Ministry.

Murong Da's heart was dripping blood, not only the people of his own clan, but even the people of the Gu Song tribe were panicking, they were looking for their leader everywhere, running around.

"Take up your weapons and fight, Xianbei warriors, what are you afraid of?" He snapped: "The Han people are strong in martial arts, and two wolves can't beat one wolf." ”

Not to mention, his words played a role in stabilizing the morale of the army, and he shouted out with internal force. The soldiers of the two tribes picked up their weapons one after another, and rushed towards Zhao Yun and them with a whoa.

"Yo ho, I've sent a horse to your grandfather!" Zhang Fei laughed and simply ripped off the obstacles on his chest.

He stepped in front of a horse with an arrow, and with a sweep of his palm, the Xianbei man on the horse fell to the ground.

With the other hand, the person arrived on the horse, and was about to greet Zhao Yun, but he saw a ride next to him, like a whirlwind, to his left side, followed by a miserable scream.

Zhang Fei sighed secretly, he was still inexperienced, and it was estimated that there was an enemy who wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack just now.

"Oh?" Before Zhao Yun's gun could be pulled back, he made another effort to pull the dead man up. "I can't see it, there's still the basis for channeling."

"My son, thief, take your life!" A clansman who was estimated to be also surnamed Murong flew over on a horse.

However, his horse almost hit Zhao Yun, and he was shot to death on the spot by a member of the Zhao family.

"Damn!" Murong Da was so anxious that he couldn't help shouting: "But pomegranate in person? Why did you offend my Murong Ministry? ”

"Your uncle," Zhang Fei roared angrily, "You are the head of the Murong family?" Come out, let's fight it out. ”

Nima, although Zhao Dong is not here, the Xianbei people have left his legend. Grandpa Zhang is more handsome than him, okay.

"Let's go," Murong Da instructed Murong Qi in a low voice: "Don't go to the patriarch, go to the ancestral land, and find the seniors who stayed behind." ”

Without waiting for his son's reaction, he stepped forward immediately: "Pifu, Murong is not Genchibu, I want you to come and go today." ”

"Oh, he's a weighty man!" Zhao Yun killed someone, and the gloom in his heart dissipated a little.

He grinned, "Take you to try my gun." ”

Murong Qi beat his horse and galloped, he knew that his father's words were not alarmist, and his head kept looking back.

Hearing his father's terrible screams before he died, he beat the horse even harder.

Zhao Dong and his troops have already flooded over. (To be continued.) )