"Charge, charge!" Wang Zijie shouted.

Unfortunately, the soldiers around him fell one by one, which was longer than a year for Wang Zijie now.

Suddenly, Wang Zijie felt his eyes lit up, and there were no enemies ahead.

"We rushed out! Come out!" Wang Zijie was so happy that he almost shouted out.

Looking around, there were only less than ten soldiers left by my side.

Despite this, Wang Zijie was still ecstatic, as if the way to escape was already in front of him.

He rode his horse and followed the soldiers closely, but strangely, the Red Dragon Army did not catch up. This abnormal situation made Wang Zijie feel something was wrong.

I don’t know how long I ran, but the BMW under my crotch was already out of breath, and all the soldiers around me were left behind. Before I knew it, Wang Zijie was left alone.

The joy in his heart gradually became cold, and an inexplicable fear arose from his heart. That person, that person, would never let him go like this, and he would never let him go like this, stop the Red Dragon Army. What does that mean?

Thinking of this, Wang Zijie's heart felt like he had fallen into an ice hole.

This shows that the person has to deal with him.

Just as he thought of this, the BMW under his crotch suddenly stopped. No matter how Wang Zijie whipped it, the horse refused to move forward.

It was faintly true that Wang Zijie felt that there was someone in front of him now, as if he was just waiting for him.

Wang Zijie silently sorted out his clothes, got off his horse, and walked over.

Sure enough, the person who came was the Grand Supervisor.

"It's really you!" Wang Zijie said gritting his teeth.

"Of course it's me. I said I wanted your head, and you must land today." said the Grand Admiral.

"You said you want me to be the king of this continent, the unique king..."

"Well, I said it, but I regret it." The Grand Superintendent's tone was light and plain.

Wang Zijie almost vomited blood: "Let me go, let me go, I can become your puppet, I can help you rule the Snow Wolf Dynasty. As long as I let me live today, no matter what, I promise you..."

"But, I only want your head!" The Grand Governor smiled gently.

"Is that true!" Perhaps he already knew his end, Wang Zijie was very calm now: "I went back on my word. In my impression, there are only three types of people who can have such a clear conscience. The first type is a child, the second type is a despicable villain, and the third type is a woman. I think you are more like a first..."

Before Wang Zijie could finish his words, the Grand Supervisor suddenly slashed over with a sword and directly chopped off Wang Zijie's head.

...

Pan Cheng struggled to move forward in the narrow cave, where the place was connected, so there was air flowing so that he was not choked to death by the thick smoke.

He wiped the sweat from his head and said, "General, you are patient and we will be able to go out soon, General, General? General!"

Pan Cheng shouted a few times, but Pan Zhen did not respond at all. Pan Cheng hurriedly stopped, put the old general down, and looked back and found that the old general had been dead for a long time.

Looking at the arrow in the back of the old general's heart, Pan Cheng burst into tears. In order to make him live, the old general did not make a sound until his death, fearing that he would lose his belief in living.

"General...General...Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng...I, Pan Cheng, swear to the sky, I will not be a human being, and I will not be a human being if I do not avenge this revenge..."

...

The next thing was very simple. Wang Zijie's death was an unimaginable blow to the Snow Wolf Dynasty. On that day, the generals of Luocheng withdrew from the four northern cities overnight, and the Grand Supervisor took over the four northern cities without any effort.

Once Pan Zhen died, the entire army had only the Grand Supervisor's voice.

The other generals were also somewhat suspicious of Pan Zhen's death, but no one dared to speak nonsense.

Xingchen recovered the four northern cities with only 30,000 losses and became famous throughout the Red Dragon Empire. Soon, the Grand Supervisor wrote a letter to the emperor, roughly explaining the story of the war, and deliberately proposed that the veteran general Panzhen was willing to be a bait, and designed to lure Wang Zijie into the hook. Unfortunately, he failed to rescue the veteran general in the end and sacrificed his life for the country.

The Grand Supervisor knew about his feelings and moved him with reason, and asked Emperor Chilong to grant him the title of the veteran General Pan Zhen.

The Grand Supervisor recovered the lost territory and the Red Dragon Empire was in a good mood, so this was naturally no problem.

Emperor Chilong placed the map of the Red Dragon Empire in front of his table, and looked at the four northern cities that were lost and recovered, and his face was filled with joy: "Comeone came, sent an order, and appointed Zhao Feng as Marquis of Wu, as the Minister of Military Affairs, the first rank, and rewarded ten taels of gold, thousands of pieces of silk and satin, and ten boxes of jewelry! Go down and draw an order!"

After giving Zhao Feng a lot of rewards, Emperor Chilong frowned slightly again. Since ancient times, ministers with strong abilities will not be valued. Before, the Red Dragon Empire had to worry about domestic and foreign troubles, and now the four sides have finally calmed down. It is time to hit Zhao Feng well. Otherwise, if Zhao Feng doesn't take anyone seriously in the future, it will be difficult to deal with!

Of course, now is not the time to talk about these things. We have to wait for the Red Dragon Empire to be completely stabilized before we talk about them.

Think about Zhao Mitian again. This old man should also be rewarded if he died of two sons.

At this time, Emperor Chilong didn't know that his "loyal minister" Zhao Mitian was thinking about how to pull him, the emperor.

...

After pacifying the four northern cities, the Grand Supervisor was ready to return to the capital. He gently played with the big sword in his hand and lay lazily on a tiger-skin chair, chatting with Xingjian without a word.

"How are you preparing here? Have the troops already been sent to my request?" asked the Grand Supervisor.

"Don't worry, everything is ready. Even hundreds of magic brains have been made, and small combat spacecraft have been built, but it has not been put into actual combat yet, and the stability cannot be determined." Xing Jian said.

"Well, I have already released the map, but I just don't know if that person's IQ will mess up the matter!" said the Grand Superintendent.

"Don't worry, no matter what, I will let this map appear in the hands of Emperor Chilong. At that time, hahahaha..."

"Hahahaha..." Xing Jian also laughed?

"Okay, OK, I won't chat anymore. Someone here comes to me. You can prepare well!"

"Please accept the order by General Zhao Feng!"

"In accordance with the heavens, the emperor ordered: Zhao Feng recovered the lost land and worked hard and made great contributions. He specially appointed Marquis Wu and appointed Minister of Military Affairs. He was rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold, thousands of pieces of silk and satin, and ten boxes of jewelry! Mr. Zhao, please accept the order!"
Chapter completed!