The formation was broken by Yin? He watched as Yin?'s troops besieged a hollow phalanx composed of more than ten thousand people. They fought from late at night to noon, but they still hadn't defeated it. Several people already knew it.

Yinfeng is just like that, Yin? It seems that he is not as powerful as he imagined... It seems that the power of Mongolia may not necessarily belong to one of the two brothers!

"Brother, who do you think won this battle?"

The eighth elder brother Yinsu suddenly asked this question, and his tone was quite respectful! As soon as he started, the few "little elder brothers" below started shouting.

"Needless to say, of course the eldest brother wins!"

"Yes, it's like two tigers fighting each other. One is dead and the other is injured. In the end, Wu Song gets the advantage!"

"Why is it Wu Song? The one who gets the advantage is Bian Zhuangzi."

"It's all the same... Anyway, it's cheaper this time. No, it must be the eldest brother who wins the throne!"

The eldest brother Yinti frowned and had a stern face, looking like an elder brother who couldn't stand his younger brother's misbehavior. He snorted and said: "The emperor's body is not cold yet, and they are fighting in the same room. It is really unfilial! My eldest brother is so unfilial.

Mongolia ruled the world with filial piety..."
Chapter completed!