The news of the death of Lu Zhanjun and the thousand soldiers of Wanlongdian was like a bolt from the blue to the commander of the attacking side!

He didn't care about the life and death of Lu Zhanjun and the soldiers of Wanlongdian, but felt that if even Wanlongdian couldn't attack Hamid's fortifications, his gang of hangers would be even more hopeless.

Moreover, I brought more than 5,000 soldiers in total, nearly 2,000 people died in two rounds of charging, and 1,500 people died in the Wanlong Palace. At least half of the actual combat power has been lost right now!

What's more serious is that after two charges, his soldiers have clearly realized that it is almost impossible to capture Hamid's position with flesh and blood. After seeing the two charges with their own eyes, so many people died Comrades, each of them is already full of fear of charging.

At this time, morale was already extremely low, and if a third charge was forcibly organized, there would be no other meaning at all other than death.

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

So, he immediately reported the battle situation here to his superiors, and asked his superiors for permission to withdraw his troops and go back to rest.

When his superior heard the battle here, he was furious!

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

Unexpectedly, suddenly, reality gave him a blow to the head.

In a war, the enemy has not even seen it, and the own side has caused more than 3,000 deaths. This is really unacceptable.

What's even more incomprehensible is that Lu Zhanjun led the two tens of millions of Dragon Palace soldiers to win many victories one after another. In the eyes of their local commanders, he was simply an invincible super God of War.

But who would have thought that such a super god of war would die as soon as he said he would die...

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

At this time, Chen Zhonglei was in Damascus waiting for the results of the four fronts of the Wanlong Temple. He suddenly received the news of Lu Zhanjun's death. He couldn't believe it until the other party sent him the video shot by the scouts. Do not accept this reality.

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

Chen Zhonglei really couldn't understand why a rebel army who occupied the mountain as king could have such a powerful combat power. He always felt that this matter was extremely weird, so he didn't dare to delay any more, so he hurriedly called and prepared to report this matter to the police. Report to the master of Wanlong Palace, Wan Pojun.

At this time, Wan Pojun was having a drink with Su Chengfeng at the dinner table of the Su family's villa in Suhang.

Don't look at Su Chengfeng as the majestic head of the Su family, this old thing is really a dog licking, with extremely high level and attainments.

Originally, Wan Pojun had a problem with this old guy. After all, he really looked down on his father all the time. If it wasn't for Su Shoudao's face, Wan Pojun wouldn't even bother to eat and drink with him.

However, as soon as the old guy came to the table, he began to compliment and praise him in various ways. Wan Pojun could take it lightly at first, but he soon became a little flattered.

For a person like Wan Pojun, it is indeed quite depressing in his bones to bear the burden of humiliation for so many years.

The more this kind of person, the more he needs a chance to release, the more he needs others to know his ability, and to affirm and praise him.

Therefore, when he discovered that Su Chengfeng, the patriarch of the Su family who made his father dare not breathe in front of him back then, was servile and flattering to him, his heart that had been suppressed all the year round because he failed to avenge his parents was also shaken. Great satisfaction.

Different from Wan Pojun, Su Chengfeng at this moment was already full of shame.

He has never kneeled and licked anyone since he was young, and he has been admired by everyone since he was middle-aged.

But who would have thought that he, who had been proud all his life, would actually 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 the series of troubles in front of him.

So, after drinking for three rounds, he took the initiative to take up the wine glass again, and said with a smile: "Come on, Po Jun, I will toast you again. With this glass of wine, I wish you victory at the Yeling Mountain Banner on the Ching Ming Festival." Completely avenged your parents!"

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 Qingming, the entire Wanling Mountain is the cemetery where my parents are buried. The elites of the Dragon Palace sealed off the entire mountain to prevent any idlers from disturbing their peace in the future!" JrNovels.com