"Reporting to the Grand Commander, an unidentified Devil Race army has suddenly emerged from behind us. Our rear forces have suffered grievous casualties and are already in utter chaos!"
The urgent report directly stunned Jin Zheng, the Twenty-First Grand Commander of the Army, who had been staring at the battlefield ahead and calculating the situation.
He grabbed the scouting Shadow Demon who had come to report by the collar. "What did you say?"
The scouting Shadow Demon was terrified stiff and pointed tremblingly toward the rear.
Jin Zheng looked in the direction indicated by the Shadow Demon and saw that the army behind them looked like a wheat field swept by a gale, toppled every which way and thrown into complete disorder.
Countless soldiers were fleeing frantically toward the front. This state of chaos and collapse was now spreading toward the central and forward armies like a plague.
"What is going on? Where did the enemy come from? How could you let them break into the rear camp?" In that instant, Jin Zheng's expression turned incomparably furious, and he directly roared at the Grand Divine Master from the Demon God Palace who was in charge of the accompanying force.
"Th-this... Grand Commander, there was nothing wrong with our defensive formation..."
"Nothing wrong, my ancestor's ass! If nothing was wrong, how could enemy troops break into the rear camp without any warning?"
With one kick, Jin Zheng sent the Late Dao Realm Grand Divine Master from the Demon God Palace flying, coughing blood. At that same moment, all color drained from Jin Zheng's face.
If this rout could not be stopped, then not only would his plan to severely cripple the Zhenhai Army fail today, but the army under his command might also suffer an unprecedented defeat.
Perhaps even a crushing