Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

"What am I doing? What time is it? Who promised me yesterday that I would get up early today." Fang Hao asked rhetorically.

"Ah!" An Jia suddenly remembered that she was assigned a task today.

While putting on clothes, he said, "You can just call me, why are you hitting me?"

"I can wake you up. You don't even know the quality of your sleep and the collapse of the house." Fang Hao said through gritted teeth.

"Hey, I was wrong, what did you eat this morning?" An Jia stuck out her tongue and walked out while rubbing her butt.

The two went downstairs, and Yier had already prepared breakfast.

There was plenty of time, enough for them to finish breakfast.

After eating.

Dimitga and Anja, with 100,000 and 20,000 troops respectively, went to their assigned camps.

Dimitga was in charge of the east, and the mission description stated that there were 30,000 rebels.

His 100,000 troops, plus a few bone dragons, are enough to level this place.

The only pity is that this camp cannot be dismantled, otherwise the effect of crowd tactics will be better.

As for the bandit An Jia was responsible for.

Although there is no indication of the number of troops, the village-level camp is estimated to be a few hundred people.

An Jia's 20,000 yuan was enough to deal with it.

Twenty minutes later, Fang Hao used the presence of God to follow Dimitga to the camp.

The melee arms surrounded the camp for several layers, the long-range arms climbed the wall, and the bone dragon stuck its head inside the wall, ready to spit out the breath of death at any time.

The camp is like a giant bowl, waiting for the rebels in the bowl to appear.

Time passed little by little.

With the appearance of the prompt, a large light suddenly appeared in the open space in the camp.

Rebels wearing iron armor and triangular iron helmets appeared in the camp one after another.

On the high platform, a general held a knight's sword high in his hand, and just appeared, he said loudly: "The scout has received news that there is a territory in the south, as long as you occupy..., occupy..."

Halfway through the impassioned words, the general's expression changed instantly.

The rebels present were also pale.

I don't know when, the defensive wall of the camp was already covered with densely armed undead, holding bows, arrows and staffs in their hands, staring at them in earnest.

Above the wall, there were several bone dragons, which stuck their heads in from above, and were staring at them curiously.

What's going on, why is my camp surrounded by undead.

They are like rabbits in iron cages, watched by hunters.

The undead did not give the rebels much time to think and react.

With an 'attack' sound.

All the undead started their own attack.

The bone dragon spit out a black beam of energy, and the rebels where it passed, instantly turned into white bones.

The archers and mages on the wall also attacked at the same time.

A rain of arrows and magic missiles poured out downwards.

Like a large black net, it enveloped the entire camp.

"Quick, look for cover, quick, don't be stupid." The general hid directly in the wooden house and commanded loudly outside.

He doesn't understand what's going on and doesn't have time to think now.

Let the soldiers hide first to avoid such a dense attack.

In the camp, corpses were scattered everywhere, and broken limbs flew around under the bombardment of magic missiles.

The blood dyed the ground dark red, forming streams flowing outward.

The general gritted his teeth and looked at everything. He couldn't wait any longer. It was almost time for the undead to be cleaned up.

They have no chance of breaking out.

He shouted to the rebels in the rest of the buildings: "Look for the shield, and go out with me later. This is our last chance, and we will avenge the other brothers later."

"Okay." The rebels responded.

Everyone started looking for shields, and everything that could be used as a shield.

Tables and chairs, or iron armor on dead companions.

"Are you ready?"

"All right."

"Shield formation."

The people in several nearby rooms quickly gathered together and gathered their shields together to resist arrows from all directions.

The quality of the rebels is higher than that of the mountain bandits.

With the command of the general, a formation can be formed quickly.

The arrow slammed into the shield and walked towards the gate of the camp.

Rebels kept joining along the way, and the scale of the tortoise-shell formation gradually increased, and the muddy flesh on the ground that was trampled on rushed towards the gate of the camp.

"Hold on, we'll be outside soon." The general encouraged the team.

All the rebels insisted on moving outward.

When everyone finally stepped out of the camp gate.

The footsteps stopped involuntarily, and his face was ashen!

Outside the territory, there is an army of undead surrounded in circles and circles, densely packed with no end.

In the next second, a black beam of light swept across the shield, and everyone turned into bones.

Next, the melee armies entered the field and caught the rebels hiding in corners and houses to kill them.

The battle lasted just over an hour and it was over.

The skeletons swept the battlefield, began collecting equipment arrows, and wriggling spines.

...

dong dong!

The door was gently slammed, and then I heard Yier's calling.

"Master, master..."

Fang Hao released Shen Lin and sat up on the bed.

"What's the matter, Elle."

"Master, Lord Blood Hunter caught a few people. During the interrogation, he said he was just passing by here." Yi'er said softly beside him.

Yi'er's words reminded Fang Hao of the third random event.

He ignored this matter. If he was an ordinary businessman or traveler, he would be killed by the undead as soon as he approached.

If it wasn't discovered by Blood Hunt, these people would largely bypass the undead area and leave directly.

"Oh? Take me to see it."

"Good host."

Yi'er took Fang Hao out of the lord's mansion. In an open space in the center, several people were detained by the undead, kneeling on the ground with their heads held.

"Sir." Bloodhunter saluted.

"Well, what's going on?"

"I found these people on patrol. They were sneaky, and now it's time to be alert again, so I caught them back." Xuehun glanced at the few people kneeling on the ground.

"My lord, we are just passing through here, because the food we brought is not enough, we are looking for a nearby city to exchange some food." A human hurriedly explained.

Fang Hao looked at this person.

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technician?

Male technician... um, does this world have a physiotherapy industry?

Humans are not the only ones in the team of technicians, there are also dwarves and elves.

But they were all men, especially the dwarf technicians, who were not tall and had thicker beards than hair.

Several people are all in the dust, but they have confirmed the identity of travelers.

"You hand over all the weapons on your body, you can rest in the city, I will arrange for someone to prepare food for you." Fang Hao said.

"Thank you."

Several people glanced at each other and put their weapons aside.

"Sit down and talk, and when the food will be prepared for you, you can leave. They are my guards and will not hurt you." Fang Hao explained.

Several technicians stood up and sat down on the bench beside them cautiously.

Fang Hao continued to ask, "What's your name?"

"My name is Ram, these are my companions." The leading male technician said.

"Oh, where are you going? Why did you come here?"

"We're going back to the city where we live, but it's not clear. You built a city here before you entered by mistake."