The San clan is the highest in Goguryeo in terms of military strength, but it is actually very pitiful.

This tribe has an ancestral precept, that is, under no circumstances should you make a move against the Han people.

Time has passed, and the current Sang family doesn't know why this ancestral training place came, but they still strictly abide by it.

To the north, there is currently the most powerful Pak clan in Goguryeo, where people have money and food, and in order to protect the hard-won happy life, the soldiers themselves can burst out with great power.

Legend has it that there were once Goguryeo tribes who united and wanted to seize that piece of feng shui treasure, after all, there is no tribe that is not jealous, and who doesn't want a place where food can be fished and hunted, and horses can be raised?

Seeing that the Park clan was losing ground one by one, they actually spent money and grain to hire the most powerful Huns at that time.

That battle established the prestige of the Park clan, and I don't know what's going on, they seem to have never been interested in the position of the king of Goguryeo, otherwise the king would have been surnamed Park.

To the west, it used to be the territory of the Huns, but now it is the overlord of the grassland, the Xianbei people.

To the east, the Ge clan, which was in the same awkward position as the Sang clan, simply allied with each other.

They adhered to the ancestral teachings, however, the Park branch took the south, and taking over from them would not be considered a violation of the ancestral teachings.

So, there was this large-scale gathering of troops.

It's not that they don't know that Zhao Zilong is camping here, but they don't want to make extraneous branches and have some intersection with the Han people.

The people of the previous generation are getting old, and the rights of the tribe are slowly shifting to the younger generation, this time the Sang clan marched south, and the leader Sang Qin did not come forward at all, led by his eldest son Sang Zhou.

"Let's talk about it," he couldn't sit still when he heard Zhao Yun shouting outside: "Zu Xun asked us not to hurt the Han people, but he didn't say that he wouldn't fight back when they were bullied, right?" ”

There are some things, if you want to succeed the patriarch, you must sit upright, and if someone else comes out to talk about it in the future, he can argue that he has discussed it with everyone.

"Big brother, you have the final say." Sang Yun's personality is as fluid as his name, making it elusive.

"Third, what about you?" Sang Zhou himself did not expect to get his support, and was noncommittal.

Unlike other tribes, the children of the big tribes are well developed, and they can also go out and establish small tribes on their own.

In the Sang tribe, there was a split in the past, and the clan was almost wiped out, but later everyone realized that the tribe must be unified and keep warm, and the position of the patriarch was highlighted.

"Big brother, you're right." Sang Qing glanced at the second brother who was pretending to be deep at any time: "In Goguryeo, it is estimated that our Sang family never looks for Han people, and it is not to say that they can't fight back." ”

"I also discussed Mao," the fourth Sangzhi was more popular: "**** girl, convinced, everyone guards the border." ”

"Big brother, this matter has to be discussed in the long run." The fifth Sang Duo is the son of the old Sang Ming, but his personality is a little feminine, and he usually gets closer to the second Sang Yun.

"The old rules," Sang Zhou said: "Raise your hand if you agree to fight." As it turned out, my side still had the upper hand.

The five brothers opened the camp gate and carefully looked at the general opposite, who was not wrapped tightly like himself and others, and did not even wear armor.

If it weren't for the fact that he looked strong, others would have thought that it was a scribe standing there, and it seemed very quiet.

"The vultures are named!" Sangzhi's weapon is a mace, he himself has a lot of strength, and he likes to convince people with his strength when fighting with people, so he rushed out first without waiting for others to speak.

Zhao Yun is a little funny, how can this guy be like Zhang Fei in the novel? It's a pity that a novel is a novel after all, and Zhang Yide in reality often gives people a straightforward feeling, but in fact, his heart is transparent.

"Just now I already called Zhao Zilong here, didn't you hear it?" Zhao Yun held back a smile, patted Feiyun, and stepped forward slowly.

"I don't know," Sang Zhi tilted his head and thought about it: "Come on, it depends on what you are capable of as a Han person, and you dare to provoke our Sang family." ”

"Big brother, something is wrong." The second Sang Yun was suddenly taken aback: "What happened some time ago is not a rumor at all, it seems that the Han army has really subdued many Xianbei tribes." ”

Isn't? Except for the scattered Han people, the rest knew that they were Xianbei people when they looked at their clothes.

My God, the Sang clan has never deliberately provoked the fierce Xianbei people.

Ah! Worst.

said that it was too late, and then it was too fast, and Sangzhi's mace slashed his head and covered his face.

In his mind, Zhao Yun must only be able to take the opportunity to press down hard as long as he lifts the gun. In the past, when fighting with others, as long as the strength was a little weak, it was often beaten to the point that the brain was bursting.

I saw Zhao Yun smile lightly, Feiyun automatically flashed to the side, the tip of the spear suddenly appeared, and gently flicked the mace to the side, the momentum of the spear did not decrease, and the head of the spear suddenly accelerated, and suddenly appeared on the throat of Sang Zhi.

"Don't hurt my fourth brother!" Sang Zhou and Sang Qing jumped forward at the same time, stabbing with guns on the left and right.

"Interesting!" Zhao Yun retreated, and the two of them were involuntarily forced to almost collide with each other due to excessive force.

"Fourth brother, are you okay?" Sang Zhou and Sang Qing reined in their strength together, and almost held back their internal injuries.

"Big brother, third brother, it's great that we can still be together when we get to the Netherworld." Sanji was overjoyed.

"People didn't want to kill you at all," Sang Zhou couldn't speak, and Sang Qing rolled his eyes angrily: "Otherwise, my eldest brother and I won't have time to save you at all." ”

Indeed, there was a momentary pause just now when the tip of the gun touched his throat, otherwise the two of them would not have been able to catch up in time.

"I'm not dead?" Sang Zhi touched his head: "The head is still there, it's really not dead?!" The surname is Zhao, you are better than me, you didn't kill me, and I will spare you once in the future without dying. ”

The others didn't have any expressions, and Tai Shici couldn't help but laugh out loud, how could there be such a funny person.

"Then thank you," Zhao Yun was also in his heart, and he nodded the tip of his gun: "You three go up together." ”

The five brothers of the younger generation of the Sang family, except for Sang Zhi, everyone else uses guns, perhaps they think that guns are lighter and more versatile than knives.

This time, Zhao Yun was also engrossed, he wanted to know where his limit was.

I saw two guns and a mace attacking together, as if they usually cooperated together, very coordinated.

The mace is in the center, the two guns are one on the left and one on the right, and there is only backwards except for parrying.

It is also a master of art who is bold, Zhao Yun pushed the mace to the left, so that their guns and sticks intersected, and his spear head was lightning towards Sang Qing on the right.

Sang Zhou and Sang Zhi gathered their strength together, but they were still one step slower, and the two weapons made a bang.

"Second brother, the three of them still can't resist." Sanduo's eyesight was better and he sighed.

"Let's go!" In desperation, Sang Yun stopped talking, urged the horses, and the two killed Zhao Yun together.

"Good!" Zhao Yun felt that the blood all over his body was boiling, and the gun in his hand flew up and down, fighting with the five people at the same time. (To be continued.) )