Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

[Occupied and abandoned]

[Occupy: It will become your subsidiary territory and can continue to develop. 】

[Abandoned: 50%-80% of the territory resources of this territory will be obtained, and this territory will be abandoned. 】

occupied!

[When you occupy this territory, it automatically becomes a subsidiary city. 】

[You can set an ‘acting consul’ in the Book of Lords. 】

After choosing to occupy.

Directly on the consul's side, Dong Jiayue's name was filled in.

Immediately afterwards, a City Lord's Book was split and handed into Dong Jiayue's hands.

After devouring Dong Jiayue's Book of Lords, no new blueprints were unlocked.

On the contrary, Dong Jiayue received a row of system prompts.

These are all blueprints that Fang Hao gave to the affiliated city lords.

Dong Jiayue's face burst into laughter, her decision was indeed the right one.

In reverse, Fang Hao's wool was gathered up.

…

Another hour passed.

The system prompt appears again.

[Historical Event: Battle of Nesborg]

[Task description: Help young ‘Myron’ become the city lord. 】

[Countdown to trial mission transmission, 3, 2, 1.]

The light enveloped the three people, and the next second they appeared in a tent.

Outside the tent, there were chaotic conversations.

The three of them looked at each other, opened the gap in the tent and looked outside.

The sky was overcast, and it seemed like raindrops would fall at any time.

Outside the tent, a well-equipped team was resting and recuperating.

I roughly counted around 200 people.

It seems that there are no plans to set up camp, and they will continue to move forward after resting.

Tap tap tap! !

There were footsteps outside the tent, and Fang Hao put down the tent.

Then, there was a sound outside the tent.

"You three, Master Myron invites you."

San opened the tent and said, "Lead the way."

The soldier walked in front, followed by three people.

Stopping in front of the tent in the middle of the camp, "Master Myron, three guests have arrived."

A young voice came from inside the tent, "Come in."

Opening the tent, the three of them walked directly in.

There were several leather rugs spread on the ground inside the tent, and two people were sitting there.

An officer wearing iron armor, and a fat man wearing purple noble robes.

The officer was a middle-aged man with a brown beard, tall and steady.

He glanced at the three of them and nodded slightly as a greeting.

[Human Warrior (Level 7)]

The officer actually has seventh-level strength.

And the little fat man is naturally the young master Myron as the soldiers call him. The slim-fitting robe stretches out circles of flesh on his body.

It looks a little funny.

"Master Myron." Zhang Bin is the captain, and some tasks are triggered by him.

"Hey, sit down quickly. My name is Myron. This is Commander Hoyle. How do you call the three of them? It was thanks to the three of them this morning that the team did not fall into the trap of the bandits." Myron looked familiar. With his appearance, he asked the three of them to sit down.

Hoyle is the name of the middle-aged man.

"My name is Zhang Bin, they are Fang Hao and Dong Jiayue." Zhang Bin also reported his name.

From what Myron just said, we can also infer the plot before the arrival of the three people.

The three helped the team avoid the bandits' trap, and then followed the team down the mountain.

"It can be seen that the three of them are very powerful, much more powerful than my guards. If I take over as the city lord of Nesburg this time, I will definitely thank you three." Myron patted his chest and said, letting The fat on his body trembled wildly.

"Thank you very much, Lord Mailun." Zhang Bin thanked him.

Their mission this time is to help Myron become the city lord, and they will naturally follow Myron all the way.

Leaving the team midway or Myron's death will result in mission failure.

"To be honest with you three, my father has several sons, and for some reasons I was not liked by my father, so he gave me the land on the border of the territory." Myron started talking to himself.

The three of them listened. Nobles always have many heirs.

When encountering some nobles who do not know how to exercise restraint, there are even more illegitimate children.

When there are many sons, the distribution of family property has always been a problem.

Everyone wants more.

Myron said that he was not liked by his father, which made the three of them very suspicious that it was related to his body shape.

If you have more sons, everyone will like those who are qualified, but will not like someone who is still a first-level but fat as a ball to become your successor.

Seeing that the three of them were silent, Myron still said: "But I think that although I am not as good as them in combat, my ability is no worse than others. I will become a very good city lord in the future, and my city will be better than those few." The guy who talks dirty words will be more prosperous, and the residents will live a better life with more people. Let them see who is the pig who only knows how to eat."

The three of them didn't expect that the fat man in front of them would say such a thing.

But there is some truth to it.

Not everyone has the qualifications to practice martial arts, just like those bunny girls who took the physique enlightenment potion. Some levels improved quickly, while others still had no significant effect.

To fight and fight desperately is naturally done by subordinates.

What he has to do is to become an excellent city lord, not a qualified warrior.

Everyone must find their own position. Being a city lord has little to do with level.

Fang Hao felt this deeply.

The rapid expansion of his territory relied on explosive soldiers and heroes under his command. He acted as a lord who commanded from behind.

Assigning talented people to positions where they can perform is also a kind of ability.

"Master Myron, you will become an excellent city lord." Zhang Bin continued.

"I thought so too, and I was fully prepared." Myron patted his backpack confidently.

Several people chatted for a while.

Commander Hoyle stood up and said: "Master Myron, it seems it's time for the team to set off. We must make sure to enter the city before dusk, otherwise we will have to stay in the wild for another night."

"Okay, Commander Hoyle." Myron agreed happily.

Commander Hoyle walked out of the tent and gave the order loudly.

The soldiers who were resting in place began to take action, clean up the mess, and set off again in about 20 minutes, heading towards the target point.

Perhaps few people are willing to listen to Myron talk about his own affairs.

Along the way, Myron opened the curtain of the carriage and told the three people about what happened in the past.

How his brothers laughed at him, and how he should fight back after becoming a great city lord.

…

As the team moved on, the sky grew darker.

Cotton-like dark clouds connected with the horizon, covering the entire land.

"Speed ​​up your pace. As long as you pass through the dense forest ahead, you can see the 'Nesburgh'." Hoyle shouted loudly, urging the team to speed up even more, seeing that rainy days were coming.

The gloomy weather and the fatigue from the journey made everyone very irritable.

He gave the order to speed up and didn't go far.

The team stopped immediately.

Fang Hao frowned and looked forward, and saw an overturned truck blocking the passage.

There were dense forests on both sides, making it impossible for carriages and trucks with baggage to pass through.

"It looks like it's time for the battle scene." Fang Hao said, looking at the carriage blocking the way in front of him.

"Well, it's such a coincidence that the goods found in Shuyuan www.zhaｏｈｕｕａｎ.com turned up here." Zhang Bin also agreed.

"Go and tell Hoyle that there might be an ambush." ​​Fang Hao ordered.

Zhang Bin nodded and walked towards the front of the team.

Fang Hao and Dong Jiayue also quickly came to the 'Myron' carriage.

Zhang Bin and Hoyle talked in low voices.

Hoyle's face gradually darkened, and he directly ordered the team to turn around, intending to leave the dense forest.

Whoosh!

When the team made a move, an arrow was shot out from the dense forest, Ding! With a loud sound, it hit the carriage.

The next second.

Whoosh whoosh! !

Arrows were shot out, attacking everyone.

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