Both sides are evenly matched and equally matched.
Little by little, the third prince's gun approached the prince's chest.
The prince's sword also stabbed his lower abdomen bit by bit.
Both of them felt the burning heat of blood.
Each other is full of hatred, just waiting for the other to fall first - at this moment, they pray to the great god at the same time, hoping that the other will fall first. They have been waiting for this moment for too long!
too long!
It started from the first day we became brothers.
In this life, I have never had a trace of brotherhood or brotherhood.
Just because they are the emperor's sons.
No choice!
Behind the scenes, the sounds of pursuing soldiers were getting closer and closer - the sounds of the imperial guards and the imperial army.
The prince felt very energetic.
The third prince felt a chill in his heart.
Just in this matter of breathing, the difference between them has already been distinguished.
That is a kind of spiritual distinction.
The prince's spirit perked up, and his hand suddenly gained strength. The broadsword moved forward once - and then forward again.
Kill this traitor and traitor!
This traitor deserves death!
At this moment, a sudden "thunderbolt" and a bang exploded around the two of them. In a cloud of smoke, they both fell to the ground. Behind them, there were overwhelming shouts: "Your Highness... Hurry, Your Highness is here."
Front……"
The prince fell to the ground, and there was a heartbreaking pain in his chest. However, he knew that he was not dead - and would not die yet. He just pierced his flesh. It was the third prince who cut his chest when he withdrew.
The third prince has been resentful for a long time and will never miss the opportunity to kill him at any time.
However, he was already frightened and it was too late.
The prince struggled to get up, searching in the smoke - looking for an opportunity to kill that person!
However, there was nothing around him except for the sound of horse hooves galloping ahead.