It was indeed an ambush; the number of Undead that suddenly appeared near this Great Yan Army reached three to four million, with the strength of the central Ghost King reaching Level 19!
The true overwhelming yin energy howled towards them, nearly submerging the entire legion.
Even Zhu Wu, with his formidable power, bolstered by the vital energy of a million warriors, felt a bone-chilling cold at this moment.
It was as if the whole world had turned into Evil Spirits, and all that met the eye were swarming Dead Souls.
They couldn't hold them back!
After Zhu Wu saw the situation clearly, endless sorrow and anger surged in his heart.
Dying on the battlefield was nothing to a soldier like him, but the war had been unclear from the start. Moreover, according to his past knowledge, falling into encirclement and traps upon entering the battlefield signified defeat that was not his fault!
It was the fault of the military order that sent him here!