章 813: The Battle of Generals

"High Priest, you can either fight or retreat. If you want to get the General Valley, you have to step over our dead bodies. The Undead Army may not be invincible, and the General Valley may not lose. I'll make you die with me at the worst," Feng Qinglin shouted decisively.

It actually wanted to shake the morale of the army with its words. That was simply a wilful wish.

"The d*mn Undead actually want us to be slaves for them! How is that possible? They are Undead! Even if they don't kill us, just the cold aura they exude is enough to take our lives!"

"Can we live if we surrender? I'm scared! I don't want to die!"

"What should we do? We can't trust the words of the Undead. Who knows what will happen to us after they occupy the General Valley and we become slaves? When did the slaves ever have a good ending? I don't want to become a slave no matter what."