The news of the deaths of Lu Zhanjun and a thousand soldiers in Wanlong Palace was like a bolt from the blue to the commander of the attacking side!

He didn't care about the lives and death of Lu Zhanjun and the soldiers of Wanlong Palace, but felt that if even Wanlong Palace could not capture Hamid's fortifications, the gang of slings under his command would be even more hopeless.

Moreover, he brought more than 5,000 soldiers in total, nearly 2,000 people died in two rounds of charge, and 1,500 people died in the Dragon God Temple. At present, at least half of his actual combat effectiveness has been lost!

What's more serious is that after two charges, his soldiers had clearly realized that it was almost impossible to capture Hamid's position with flesh and blood. Seeing so many comrades dead in two charges, they were all full of fear of the charge.

At this time, morale was extremely low. If you forcibly organize a third charge, there is no other meaning except to die.

Therefore, he also knew very clearly that he would never have the chance to win Hamid this time.

So he immediately reported the situation here to his superiors and asked his superiors to approve him to withdraw his troops and rest.

When his superiors heard the battle situation here, they were furious!

The many victories in recent days have long made him full of expectations for the purge of the opposition, and he firmly believes that this goal will be achieved soon.

But unexpectedly, suddenly, reality gave me a blow.

In a war, before even the enemy could see it, our side had already killed more than 3,000 people, which was really unacceptable.

What is even more incomprehensible is that Lu Zhanjun, who led the more than 20 million soldiers of the Dragon Palace, won many consecutive victories. In the eyes of their local commanders, they were simply a super war god who could defeat them.

Who would have thought that such a super war god would die if he said he was dead...

In addition to being angry, he immediately synchronized the news to Chen Zhonglei, one of the four battle kings of the Pantheon.

At this time, Chen Zhonglei was waiting for feedback on the results of the four fronts of Wanlong Hall in Damascus. He suddenly received news of Lu Zhanjun's death. He was 10,000 times unbelievable. It was not until the other party posted the video taken by the scouts to him that he had to accept this reality.

In a small-scale battle, more than 1,500 brothers and a five-star war general died. This is the first time since its establishment in Wanlong Palace.

Chen Zhonglei really couldn't understand why an opposition armed force who occupied the mountain and became king had such strong combat power. He always felt that this matter was extremely strange, so he did not dare to delay any delay and hurriedly called and prepared to report this period to the Lord of Wanlong Palace, Wan Pojun.

At this time, Wan Pojun was drinking and chatting with Su Chengfeng at the dinner table in the Xiao family villa in Suhang.

Although Su Chengfeng is the dignified head of the Su family, this old guy really thinks of a dog licking dog, and his level and attainments are extremely high.

Originally, Wan Pojun had an objection to this old guy. After all, he had always looked down on his father back then. If it weren't for Su Shoudao's sake, Wan Pojun would have been too lazy to eat and drink with him.

However, this old guy started to praise all kinds of compliments as soon as he was on the table. Wan Pojun could still treat it calmly at the beginning, but soon became a little fluttering.

For people like Wan Pojun, they have been enduring humiliation for so many years and are indeed quite depressed in their bones.

The more such a person is, the more he needs to release him, the more he needs others to know his abilities and affirm and praise him.

Therefore, when he discovered that Su Chengfeng, the head of the Su family, who made his father dare not breathe in front of him, actually bowed to him and flattered him, his heart, which had been suppressed for many years because he failed to avenge his parents, was also greatly satisfied.

Unlike Wan Pojun, Su Chengfeng was already filled with shame at this time.

He has never licked anyone since he was young, and he has admired him even more in his middle age.

But who would have thought that, who had been proud all his life, would bow down to a young man in his 20s in his later years.

This feeling hurts his self-esteem, but he has to continue to maintain this flattering face because he urgently needs Wan Pojun to help him solve a series of troubles in front of him.

So, after three rounds of wine, he took the initiative to pick up the wine glass again and said with a smile: "Come on, Pojun, I will toast you another glass. I wish you a victory on the Yeling Mountain Flag on Qingming Festival! Completely avenge your parents for that year!"

Wan Pojun played with the wine glass in his hand and said seriously: "Grandpa Su, it's not Yeling Mountain, it's Wanling Mountain! After the Qingming Festival, the entire Wanling Mountain is the cemetery where my parents were sleeping forever. I will draw a hundred elites from Wanlong Palace to seal the entire mountain so that no idle people can wait, which will disturb their future tranquility!"

Su Chengfeng immediately blurted out: "Yes, yes, Wanling Mountain! When your parents' grave moves into Wanling Mountain, I will definitely pay homage to Wanling Mountain in person!"

Wan Pojun nodded with satisfaction and said, "If you can go, it's best."

As he said that, he said with great emotion: "Actually, my father talked to my mother more than once, saying that every time he saw you, he felt very stressed."

"Is that true?" Su Chengfeng asked in surprise: "Why is Liancheng under great pressure when he sees me?"

Wan Pojun glanced at Su Chengfeng and said in a displeasure: "Because he thinks you have always looked down on him! In your eyes, he is Uncle Su's friend, and he is also the kind of friend who can't favor Uncle Su at all and can only lower Uncle Su's rank. Every time he sees you, he has the feeling of being disliked and disgusted by his parents when he goes to play with the top students."

Su Chengfeng smirked awkwardly and explained hurriedly: "I think Liancheng may have any misunderstandings about me. I was a serious person back then and was a little serious to everyone. Even if I was against Shoudao, I would always hold my face all day long and rarely give him any good faces, so I absolutely have no intention of looking down on Liancheng!"

Wan Pojun looked at him with a little surprise and said seriously: "But when I contacted you today, I don't think you are serious, nor do I think you are serious to everyone. Is this because I now have the strength that my father didn't have back then?"

"This...ah...ah...this..." Su Chengfeng hesitated for a long time, but he didn't say anything.

Wan Pojun's words put him in an even more embarrassing state.

He knew that Wan Pojun was mocking himself.

After all, after I learned that he was the master of Wanlong Palace and learned that Wanlong Palace was extremely powerful, my attitude was indeed very flattering.

To be honest, even he himself disgusted with his face.

But what's the solution?

For Su Chengfeng, he can only try his best to get closer to Wan Pojun.

Because Wan Pojun was about to attack the Ye family, the Ye family was afraid that they would be finished soon. When the Ye family was finished, their only hidden danger was Su Zhiyu's powerful benefactor.

Only Wan Pojun can help him in this matter.

Once Wan Pojun can get that guy in trouble, he will have ten thousand ways to let Su Zhiyu return the Ocean Transportation Group!

At that time, the Su family will usher in a great opportunity to take off again!
Chapter completed!