Fan Lun smiled broadly, and his complexion turned rosy red.
"I'm good at fighting with the wind, it's absolutely beautiful."
The war lasted for eight hours, and the Se tribe finally withdrew only eight million troops, leaving the rest behind.
When the news spread, the troops on the front line were shocked.
Zhu Feng assigned the task to all his generals, each of whom had his own attack target.
While other generals were wondering how to complete the mission, Fan Lun had already succeeded at a very low cost.
Fan Lun had no new mission and could only stay to consolidate his territory.
In the next nearly half month, no other army succeeded and all were intercepted.
After all, the Se Clan is also determined to fight to the death, so there is no chance for us.
In July of the Crazy Blood Year, Zhu Feng was dismissed from his post for poor command.
The old emperor ignored all kinds of criticism and insisted on letting Fan Lun, the only one who achieved results, serve as the commander-in-chief and lead an army of 300 million.
Chen An naturally served as the governor of the entire army, responsible for the dispatch of various troops and cooperating with Fan Lun's combat command.
"Old Xia, what should we do now? This is more sudden than I thought."
Chen An was very calm. He asked, "Do you really want to be emperor?"
"I……"
"Don't hide anything in front of me, just tell the truth, otherwise how can I help you?"
Fan Lun nodded: "I definitely want to be the emperor."
"That's it. As long as you defeat the Color Clan, you will be the new emperor. Are you instantly motivated?"
Fan Lun's eyes were red, and he smiled and said, "That's right, thank you for reminding me."
In Chen An's vision, the light cone on Fan Lun's body almost materialized and became more and more obvious.
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