Jia Ping'an got up and walked out.

More than two hundred riders stood in the yard, silent.

"Set off!"

Jia Ping'an walked in the front, behind him were Chen Qiu and Mingjing.

He was a little excited.

He has always been looking forward to completely eliminating the cancer of Guanlong.

When Guanlong is gone, there will be one less conflict within the Tang Dynasty.

Without Guan Long, a force that often uses rebellion to overthrow the regime, the Tang Dynasty will be less hostile.

He walked ahead and thought about the pride of the Guanlong clan back then.

Starting from the six towns, Yuwen Tai then integrated and established the Eight Pillar Kingdom and the Twelve Generals. Each Pillar Kingdom manages two generals... and continues to extend. This is Yuwen Tai's military system structure. The top figures of these families are generals and ministers, which means that these families hold the power of civil and military power.

At the beginning, the people of Guanlong were still able to join forces, but gradually, conflicts arose within.

"All this is profit." Jia Ping'an's eyes passed through hundreds of years, as if he saw the greedy faces of the families fighting for power and wealth.

Once Yuwen Tai left, no one in this huge military and political group could suppress it. In order to fight for power and profit, internal disputes continued.

Until Yang Jian started his business.

The Yang family was originally from Guanlong, so they deeply felt the harm of the Guanlong family. So starting from Yang Jian, every generation of emperors was quietly weakening Guanlong.

When the Tang Dynasty was established, Li Yuan continued his relatives' means and continuously weakened the Guanlong power. In fact, by this time, Guanlong was no longer the same as he had once covered the sky.

The Guanlong power was then dispersed and the glory of the past could no longer be reproduced.

When the late emperor was in the late emperor, the late emperor had his own set of civil and military personnel, so Guanlong was further weakened and could be said to be in decline.

But Changsun Wuji integrated a number of forces and successfully mastered the government after the death of the late emperor.

If Li Zhi was really timid, then a new force similar to the Guanlong clan would be born.

With Li Zhi's attack, the Changsun Wuji group, which had gradually declined, collapsed.

From then on, the word Guanlong clan became a word.

But no one will be willing to withdraw from the stage of history and willingly bid farewell to those powers.

So they struggled to the death and attacked the prince.

The emperor fell ill and the prince was frightened...

The situation will change again.

If Tubo and Turks could respond positively outside, there would be no more troubled times.

Only in troubled times can heroes emerge!

Only in troubled times can one get out of a huge force like Guanlong.

But they made the wrong abacus.

No, Jia Ping'an felt that they were confused.

The dying struggle is not enough to describe their attack, and it is out of reach.

Such a stupid person can actually become the leading figure among the remnants of Guanlong, which shows that this group is really about to perish.

...

"Drinke!"

"We should lie on firewood and taste gall, and recreate the glory of our father and grandfather!"

Yang Zhi's eyes turned red when he drank, "Let's lie dormant today... By the way, are you looking into this matter?"

Chen Ji nodded, "Jia Ping'an leads the team."

"Bitch slave!"

Yang Zhi scolded: "If you can succeed, the first thing Ye Ye did is to take his head and hang it outside the city gate, so that his wife and daughter would be tyrants, and thousands of people would ravage him!"

This is the style of the Guanlong clan!

In fact, it can be renamed Guanlong Warlords.

"Yes, I will definitely visit you then, hahahaha!"

A group of people were laughing wildly, and a black shadow stood quietly behind them, and a group of people came outside.

“It’s all here.”

The people from Baiqi kept staring at him, "Just before, there were many guests, all of whom were the backbone of Guanlong's remnants."

"The hardest thing is to blame." Jia Ping'an cursed and sweared, "Now Guanlong has no real power or army, what else is there? Only one sentence left is the one that his ancestors have been rich!"

Behind me, Fang Zheng came.

"I am optimistic about the surrounding people and are not allowed to go out."

"yes!"

Fang was taking people to make arrangements.

When Jia Ping'an saw a gangster looking anxious and wanted to speak, he said, "It's okay if anyone wants to inform you."

The archer lowered his head and followed quickly.

"Take it?" Chen Qiu asked.

"Just shrimp, no need to worry."

The door is very thick.

Jia Ping'an kicked him and scolded: "Fuck!"

He had a cold face, "Around!"

The hundreds of riders dispersed and surrounded the house.

"Who!"

The person inside heard the sound of kicking the door and shouted, "Who is kicking the door? Gannie, turn around and kill it!"

It is indeed a warlord style.

Jia Ping'an signaled to knock on the door.

He moved his neck.

Bao Dong went up and stingy.

The side door is open.

A servant rushed out and cursed as he rushed: "Bitch slave, yeah today..."

He saw a group of people wearing swords, and many others were carrying bows and arrows.

The man in the lead looks very familiar.

"yes……"

Bao Dong blocked his mouth with a punch, and Jia Ping'an went in first.

"very nice."

The house is much more luxurious than the Jia family.

A group of servants were drinking nonsense in the house.

"I, Aye, used to go out with Alang, which was called a majestic one. Now it's gone, all gone."

"Hey! It's down!"

"But maybe there's a chance!"

“What opportunity?”

The sound comes from outside the door.

The servants looked up.

"Can you be able to keep silent?"

Jia Ping'an asked with a smile.

"Jia..." The spoken servant covered his mouth with a panic look.

“Just cooperate.”

Jia Ping'an turned around and left, and the hundreds of cavalry behind him followed neatly.

"Jia Ping'an is here, I'm afraid it's over!"

The servants looked at the hundreds of horses standing at the door in despair, but no one dared to resist.

Jia Ping'an led his men all the way to the back, where there was a spacious room dedicated to banquets.
To be continued...