Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Keto is the youngest son of Kent, and the most fancy son.

It has always been cultivated according to the next tribe heir.

In the tribe, it can be said that one person is below ten thousand people.

But when he heard the news that his son was killed, Kent was instantly furious and his eyes were red.

"Why didn't you die?" Kent growled loudly.

When Keto left the tribe this time, he was called for help by the kobold camp.

It is said that there is a small-scale village near the camp. After plundering, the spoils belong to the Burning Blade Tribe.

The Fireblade Tribe is the largest orc tribe in the surrounding area.

If there is any threat to a village, he will let his son lead the team there.

But in the end, his son died, and the kobold patriarch survived, which made Kent suspicious.

The kobold patriarch's face was even more ugly.

If he said that he only escaped by hiding, he would definitely be angered and killed directly.

Simply make up a lie that is easy for the other party to accept.

"It was Lord Keda. It was Lord Keda who hid me. He said that I was small and not easy to be found. Let me send you the news and ask you to avenge them."

Kobolds are short in stature, and this kind of rhetoric is true.

"What else did Kedo say?" Kent closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

"Kedor said you were a great father, a great warrior, and would avenge him," the kobold continued loudly.

call!

Kent exhaled heavily and continued: "Okay, let's talk about the undead village."

"well!"

Then, the kobold will tell Kent about the discovery of the village and the human lord.

"You mean, a human can command the army of the undead?" Kent was a little unbelievable.

"Yes, everyone saw it at the time. The lord of the other party is a human." The kobold said loudly.

"Someone," Kent said loudly.

Immediately, an orc came in.

Kent continued: "Mark the location of the undead village, and I will arrange for someone to investigate."

"Oh, okay." The kobold immediately drew a simple map.

The orc soldier got the map and turned to leave.

Kent thought for a while, then continued: "You still have some use, I won't kill you, but Keto and two thousand soldiers died because of your news."

Hearing this, the kobold's heart skipped a beat.

Kent continued: "Come here, pull him out and whip him."

The orc soldiers came in immediately, dragged the kobold and walked out.

The kobold was shocked and shouted: "Lord Kent, I still have use, I know that village, it must still be useful."

This sentence is still useful.

Kent said to the leaving soldier, "Don't let him die."

After a while, there was a loud whip and the kobold's painful howl.

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the other side.

The pig-headed man Bolton really played the role of a guide.

Leading the convoy, we found a more accessible road and avoided several large beast strongholds.

It can be said that it is not enough to have a map of Manim Market, but also to know the best route to get there.

Fang Hao was lying on the carriage.

Using Shen Ling, attached to a skeleton giant bat, soaring into the sky, overlooking the earth.

And ahead, you can already see the outline of a city.

There are convoys coming in and out, and it is the Manim Market.

Controlling the giant bat to land on the scooter, Fang Hao also returned to his body and opened his eyes.

"Bolton, are you coming soon?" Fang Hao shouted.

Bolton sat in the first carriage, Fang Hao was the third,

You need to speak louder.

Bolton's huge pig head looked back and shouted at the same time, "Yes, sir, it's right in front of you. I'm afraid these troops of yours will not be able to enter the city."

Such a huge army of undead.

Not to mention entering the city, I am afraid that approaching will cause panic.

At that time, the other party is tense, and the two sides fight, but it will be difficult to end.

"You said that Manim does not allow fighting and plundering, is this valid for humans?" Fang Hao continued to ask.

"It's all valid, but there hasn't been a human caravan in the Manim Market for many years, so I'm afraid you'll draw some attention," Bolton said.

Fang Hao nodded, "When the time comes, I will let the army stationed nearby, you take me in."

"Okay." Bolton nodded.

Fang Hao had already considered this matter.

Fighting is not allowed in the Manim Market, and every orc abides by this rule.

In addition, Fang Hao also has a means of self-protection. He has a teleportation scroll in his hand, which can be teleported out in case of danger.

When there is still some distance from Manim Market.

The convoy stopped, and the skeletons began to camp, building a simple defensive formation.

The five carriages were chained together.

Bolton and Fang Hao drove the carriage to Manim Market.

Twenty minutes later, the two came to the city of Manim.

It is not a tall city wall, it is gray and white, and weeds grow out of the cracks of the bricks.

Two tauren guards, standing at the gate, checked the passing vehicles.

"This place is governed by the Tauren tribe, and the leader is a Tierk fifth-order hero, so no one dares to make trouble here." Bolton introduced softly.

There is an absolute difference between heroes and ordinary troops.

Heroes are stronger and have more talents and abilities.

Often it is the leader of a party, or the core backbone.

Bolton mentioned it at this time, in addition to introducing Fang Hao, he also indirectly reminded him not to conflict here.

It is not a wise thing to provoke a Tier 5 hero.

Fang Hao nodded, indicating that he understood.

When the convoy came to the gate of the city, the bull-headed guards strode forward with their well-developed muscles and tomahawks in hand.

"Bolton, come to sell the goods." One of the guards greeted.

Bolton showed a smile and pointed to Fang Hao: "This time, I helped a friend lead the way. He brought goods and sincerity."

The two tauren turned their attention to Fang Hao.

When he found out that it was a young human, his huge bull's eye was full of surprise.

"Humans? But no humans have come to Manim for a long time." The guard said softly.

"Yeah, otherwise I wouldn't need to lead the way." Bolton sneered aside.

The tauren guards roughly checked the goods and didn't say much.

He threw a wooden sign over and said, "Teach him some rules and don't make trouble in the city."

"Yes!" Bolton arrived hastily.

Entering the city, the convoy goes directly to the trading market.

A human suddenly appeared in the city, still attracting the attention of many orcs.

Many followed closely behind the convoy, intending to see what this human being would sell.

When he arrived at the market and used the wooden sign in exchange for the stall, a lot of orcs had already gathered behind the car.

Lifting the oily skin on the scooter, revealing iron swords.

"Come and take a look. Weapons from the human race can be bought with money, or they can be exchanged for blueprints and special materials. Come and take a look."

Bolton raised his voice and shouted.