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The Wusun Palace, which had been screaming and killing, was now silent, with only the occasional sound of metal clashing and heavy breathing, a contrast that was so extreme that it was almost silent.

It's just that everyone on the scene didn't have such thoughts, because at this moment they had already devoted themselves to this competition between the two brothers, and they had no distractions.

Even the mysterious man and his men were now attracted by what seemed to be a heads-up that could be called the fate of Wusun, because the outcome of this battle was related to whether their efforts would be rewarded.

Therefore, compared with the dead soldiers of the second prince, perhaps they are more persistent in winning and losing.

However, the trend of this heads-up did not satisfy them, because the eldest prince deserved to be an excellent person who steadily suppressed his two younger brothers, maybe his character was tougher, his wrist was more direct, but his strength was probably better than the old king Pi Mi when he was young. And Feng Xuan, who has been indulging in alcohol, may never give up his efforts, but after all, he is still a distance behind Di Mi, and from the current situation, it seems that there will be no more than thirty moves, and this gap can determine the final victory.

However, even this Di Mi did not show much optimism, because he did not know how the outsiders would react - whether to choose to cooperate with him instead, or to take the opportunity to kill himself who had consumed most of his energy?

The mysterious man on the other side is also a rather difficult opponent, although it also took a lot of effort to break through, but those stick monks from Guishan behind him can share a lot of pressure after forming a formation, plus the dead soldiers who may soar after the death of their master, even if there are many soldiers on Di Mi's side, they can't guarantee that they are foolproof.

Well, it can be seen that Di Mi is indeed victorious, and he can even think about what happened after the competition at the same time, so it is conceivable that the current Fengxi can indeed not pose too much threat to him.

And it is true, compared to Di Mi's rigorous offensive, Feng Xuan's appearance at this time is much more miserable. Not only did he have several more scars of different shades on his body, but a large amount of sweat stuck his already scattered head into strands, and at the same time made his face colorful. And Feng Ji can basically only rely on defense to support him now, and sometimes he can't even counterattack half a move out of ten moves. Anxious, unwilling, resentful...... All these negative feelings further reduced his ability to fight.

Such a situation naturally made the mysterious man frown.

If he was able to defeat his brother in such a contest, then after some publicity, he would naturally be able to quickly reverse his originally bad reputation, after all, Wusun, like other grassland peoples, believed in the idea that the strong have a qiē.

However, if he can't defeat Di Mi here, then things will become a little delicate—he can naturally intervene in this fight, and after a period of rest, his combat power has recovered to eighty percent of his normal state, and it will not be a problem to deal with Di Mi, who has wasted a lot of energy. However, the result of this means that he will not be recognized by the majority of people, and it will be even more difficult to reverse his previous bad reputation. If he makes a few more decisions that are not accepted by the majority of the Wusun people, then the civil strife in Wusun can be imagined.

A Wusun of civil strife does not meet the requirements of the mysterious man, and in order to achieve his goal, a stable Wusun is an important condition that must be saved! Without this condition, his goal would not have been achieved, and the consequences of this would have been unimaginable to the mysterious man.

There is no way, who told him to choose and can only choose this one who has a very bad reputation and is also the worst of the three princes.

Compared with Xianbei, a strange country far away from the Wusun Heavenly Heights, Guishan is Wusun's mortal enemy, originally after the decline of the Han people, the two countries were competing for the influence of the Western Regions, and then there was such a big trouble as Kangju, so if a prince of Wusun has the ability to compete for that position, he will not join forces with Guishan, and only the almost desperate Feng Qian will grasp the help extended by Guishan like a life-saving straw, and at the same time be able to agree to a request from the mysterious person.

And it obviously included a significant number of demands that would humiliate the Wusun people.

In fact, the mysterious man has been struggling with this problem since he fell into the disadvantage and has no chance to get it back, but at this time now, he can't make a decision, after all, if he doesn't die, he may still have a chance to look forward to a miracle life, but if he dies here, maybe there is only one means left between him and Wusun again.

Thinking of this, the mysterious man finally let go of his hands and feet, and an invisible momentum gathered from his body to his eyes, and then shot from his eyes to Di Mi, who was fighting with the pig, full of bad intentions.

Just as the mysterious man expected, most of Di Mi's thoughts have fallen on him, and Di Mi is even taking advantage of the chaotic and ineffective attack to take advantage of the opportunity to regain his breath, although he clearly understands this but has no way at all, because now Di Mi's victory has accumulated to a very huge point, unless Di Mi can have any earth-shattering hole cards, otherwise the outcome of this battle can be clearly judged even by a three-year-old child.

Therefore, when the mysterious man's stressed gaze shot at Di Mi, Di Mi immediately felt the malicious gaze from the direction he was paying attention to—ready to move, as if he was ready to strike a swift blow like a jackal cheetah.

Di Mi was distracted, he had to be distracted, because compared to the one grade worse than himself, the strength of the mysterious man was no less than Di Mi in terms of his appearance, if the other party still hid a certain strength, then even Di Mi, who was already recovering his breath, was definitely not the opponent of the mysterious man who had rested for a considerable period of time.

Therefore, Di Mi just distracted himself and paid attention to the other party's momentum and put away all his thoughts, because Yiqiē's guess was no longer needed, and the other party's attitude had been clearly expressed. So for him, what he needs now is to immediately use all his skills to kill him, and then immediately adjust his state to fight with the mysterious man to decide the outcome of today's battle.

Although Feng Xuan's combat skills and mental sharpening are not as good as his eldest brother's, but it is not really that different, at least he can detect the change of things from his eldest brother's attitude before and after the great change, and at the same time, because of his trust in his own value, in the face of Di Mi's sudden attack that has increased several grades, Feng Xuan immediately mustered up his courage to fight and retreat.

If he could give Di Mi another half a minute, then he would definitely be cut in two, and then he could rightfully become the new king of Wusun with his father's "posthumous photo".

It's just a pity that history has no ifs.

Just as he was about to successfully exhaust his HP, he felt a sharp stabbing pain in his heart, and then the huge inertia made his usual attack not only deviate from the expected direction, but also much worse in strength. Then he looked down to see an arrow on his chest that was bleeding through his body, and then when he looked up, he saw that the mysterious man slowly withdrew the longbow in his hand.

In the end, with a thick unwillingness and infinite melancholy, accompanied by the angry and desperate cries of his soldiers, he fell to the ground unwillingly. He wanted to say something at this moment, but the arrow took away all the remaining body from him, so that he used up all his strength just by opening two lip flaps, let alone vibrating his vocal cords with the air current.

The eldest prince of Wusun, who is also the prince of Wusun's prison state, Di Mi, died.

Of course, at the last moment, Di Mi was chased like a lost dog, and although Di Mi's final blow was lost because of the mysterious man's killer arrow, it still caused a huge damage to the foil - the huge wound in the ribs was constantly sprayed with dark red viscous liquid, which made the HP of the foil to a very dangerous point.

However, even a move would cause a decrease in HP, and after bandaging and eating a portion of the rice, he kicked Di Mi's corpse a few times to vent the anger and ...... in his heart Afraid.

At that moment, he thought that he would become the character of Di Mi now, and that feeling of despair made him very uncomfortable.

He really wanted to vent, so that his titular mother and two sisters trembled and had to be ravaged by himself, he wanted to let Di Mi's wife and daughter be abused by himself like, and then become meat x in front of him, he wanted to vent completely.

It's just that he has to wait a little before that, after all, it will take a little time to completely strangle those remnants of Di Mi. He has been waiting for many years, and now although he is a little impatient, he can still afford to wait. Besides, looking at the unwilling eyes of those soldiers who were indignant because he insulted Di Mi's corpse, but couldn't help it, could also bring him a trace of happiness, didn't they.

It's a pity that before he could get much happiness, someone wanted to ruin his happiness......

"This ...... This...... What's going on! ”

Suddenly, the originally gloomy palace suddenly brightened, and then the whole palace was filled with a pungent smell and increasingly warm air currents, and through the shattered windows on both sides, you could see rockets flying outside and igniting all the nearby buildings.

"We look like we've fallen into a huge trap......" the mysterious man said with a wry smile. And soon, he swiped from a corner not far away, and by the light of the fire, he smelled a familiar smell.

"It's a potion we use to repel all kinds of bugs, and it's also good at keeping out water." It seems that he is still familiar with the things on the fingertips of the mysterious man, because this thing is also one of the tools he likes to punish.

"Maybe this damn thing does what you say, but here at Guishan, we prefer to use it as fuel to help the flames burn, and you can't get it off your body!"

Now he knew what kind of danger his group was about to face.

It's just that who made such a big deal?

I racked my brains and couldn't guess why.

PS: Today is the day when the shoes of the Holy Maiden Joan of Arc were burned to death by the British. Well, we've mentioned this one several times, after all, in our opinion, this girl is obviously more legendary and more admirable and loved than Celtic's hero......

PS2: Today is the day when the people of Sanyuanli began to bravely resist the British invaders. At a time when there have been repeated traitors to the upper echelons of the Chinese land, there have also been a group of ordinary people who can sing and cry, who use their own hands to defend their homeland and the dignity of the Chinese nation.

PS3: Today is the day when Goa is elevated to the 25th state of India. This place, as well as Dammam and Diu, were once Portuguese colonies, and India** later demanded them from the Portuguese authorities, but the Portuguese ignored them, so on December 12, 1961, Indian troops entered Goa and two other Portuguese Indian regions, Dammam and Diu, and occupied Goa after 26 hours of skirmishing.

Initially, the three regions were formed as a federal territory of India, and it was not until today in 1987 that it was officially upgraded.

PSP: Today is the day of the death of François Marie Arouet, one of the leaders of the French Enlightenment, thinker, writer and philosopher.

Well, I guess no one knows what the name means, because we're more familiar with the guy's pen name, Voltaire.

Although "I disagree with you, I defend your right to speak to the death." He didn't say it himself, but the thinker's actions didn't live up to it.